In the Name of the Queen

Roland returned to the captain's room and shared the information with Sif.

Sif listened to Roland's report patiently and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm sorry, I know it's not polite, but I really can't help it. I didn't expect that singing badly could be used as a weapon."

Roland: "."

Forget it, Sif's singing is indeed much better than his, so just laugh.

Sif's laughter didn't last long. She raised her cheek again and looked at Roland and continued to listen.

After listening to Roland's threat to all the captives of Munina, her eyes lit up.

"Is this what you usually call 'moral kidnapping'?"

"Yes!" Roland was very relieved.

"Just like what you said, the teacher punishes everyone because of a student's mistake?"

"Basically, the latter has a more exclusive term, collective punishment." Roland explained.

Sif's smile faded slightly, and she said softly, "I don't like this approach, but since it's used against the enemy, I fully agree. How do you plan to deal with them? Help them integrate into human society?"

"Of course not, they are reproductively isolated from humans, use gills to breathe, and they are the final evolution of fish, not a branch of humans."

Roland said firmly.

He never wanted Sif to be brainwashed by the Virgin Mary's thoughts at such a young age.

As a politician, kindness is not an excellent quality.

Roland said seriously: "In ancient times, the ancestor of the beast tribe, Hegong Gang, fought a tragic war with the dragon tribe for hundreds of millions of years. At that time, our human ancestors were still a group of scattered rats, but now they have become the real overlords of the plane."

"The competition between intelligent races is very cruel, life and death, and there is no room for compromise."

"Are we going to kill all the sirens?" Sif's tone was a little more solemn.

Roland was stunned for a moment.

The transformation from a cute princess to a bloody queen was too fast, and he was a little slow to react.

Is this murderous aura too strong?

He was silent for a moment, and then slowly said:

"This is not something we should worry about. Many people complain that the predecessors who accepted the subhumans into human society were stupid, but in fact, the cause and effect are reversed."

"It is not that humans accept subhumans that causes the subhumans to expand their strength, but that subhumans are strong enough for us to accept them."

At that time, the total number of subhumans was already 40% of that of humans, and they independently developed a technology tree that was adapted to their own race. It would be useless to continue to play the ostrich.

Moreover, there is no reproductive isolation between subhumans and humans. If we force them to say that they are talking beasts, wouldn't that be scolding humans as well?

Sirens are different from subhumans.

They are natural marine races, and it is difficult for them to go deep inland.

Unless they evolve a branch that adapts to survival on the shore.

But the end point of that branch has already been found, which is Homo sapiens.

Once a fish goes ashore, it is no longer a fish.

Roland decided to pack up these brain-burning problems and leave them to future generations.

Now his enemies are the powerful officials of the imperial capital and the local forces of the three overseas provinces; the future is Old Macbeth and Sophia.

The sixth return day is getting closer and closer, so there is no time to care about these trivial matters.

Seeing Roland pondering for a long time, Sif couldn't help asking, "How do you plan to place these sirens?"

"Establish an isolation zone in the hinterland of the three provinces, put them under house arrest, and understand the real living conditions of the sirens by observing their behavior."

"Ah?" Sif never thought that it would be handled this way.

"They dare not lie in their confessions, but their cognitive perspective is different from ours. Instead of blindly trusting their confessions, it is better to observe them yourself."

Sif nodded and accepted Roland's statement, but still a little confused, "There are only more than 20 prisoners. The observation sample is too small, is it really enough?"

"They are bait, and soon more big fish will be hooked."

Roland leaned close to Sif's ear and whispered the [Fishing Plan].

Munina's confession is not very valuable, but she "accidentally" exposed a lot of hidden information during Roland's inductive questioning.

For example, the maximum distance of the sirens to go ashore and the degree of combat effectiveness attenuation.

Based on the information extracted from Munina, Roland made a rough judgment.

The maximum distance of the sirens to go ashore is 20 kilometers

Beyond this distance, the combat effectiveness of the siren will be reduced to less than half, and it can only maintain combat effectiveness for a short time at night.

As long as the location of the imprisoned siren is "accidentally" exposed, Munia, who is worried about her sister, will definitely find a way to rescue her.

She is the big fish.

Listening to Roland's tightly linked plan, Sif nodded frequently and soon asked new questions.

"If the fishing is successful, what should we do next?"

"Use the new trophies as bigger bait to catch more fish." Roland said calmly.

"Are they so stupid?"

"The siren may not be stupid, but the chief of the Gram tribe has to come."

The two daughters were captured and there was no successor. He had to come even though he knew it was a trap.

Roland was not fishing for fish, but for the old father who cared about his daughters.

It was indeed inhumane, but fortunately they were not people, but fish.

Roland found Alina lying in a daze in the independent cabin at the bottom and gave her all the information.

After not seeing her for a few days, Alina's face was still pale, but she was in much better spirits.

Although her eyes were still confused, they were no longer dull.

Hearing that there was work to do, Alina instantly became alert.

"Sirens? They were the ones who attacked the fleet last night?" Alina was a little surprised.

Alina's surprise also surprised Roland.

"Have you ever come into contact with them?"

Alina said calmly: "More than understanding, I have even participated in the social research of sirens and fishmen. You should know that Jinyuan is a free country, and 30% of the population are subhumans."

"You even accept sirens and fishmen?" Roland frowned slightly.

Subhumans are at least different species from humans, and sirens and fishmen are even classified differently.

"My father is committed to building an ideal country where all beings are equal. He supports the equal rights bill for subhumans and has tried to introduce sirens and fishmen into human society."

"His philosophy is that intelligent life can share living space and share each other's development achievements through trade and exchanges."

This time it was Roland's turn to be surprised.

If Alina's father was still alive, he really had to ask him what the next sentence of "odd changes, even does not change" was.

"It's a pity that he passed away." Alina sighed.

"Fortunately, he passed away." Roland thought silently.

Whether this old man is a time traveler or not, it's better to die.

Ideas that are too advanced or retro are not necessarily a good thing.

For example, Mr. Python King, who is recognized as a time traveler.

Some people say he is a retro, some say he is a time traveler, and his ideas that are not in line with the times have caused immeasurable disasters.

Roland never thought of forcing something beyond the times.

He would rather integrate into the segmentation than mess around.

This is also the reason why he ran away directly after learning the words "Free Utopia" in the library.

Roland vaguely felt that the death of Alina's father was not that simple, and perhaps it involved more struggles within the Golden Kite Country.