In the Name of the Queen

Whether Baishan is in chaos or not, Roland doesn't have any say, because he only touches on the basics and doesn't go deep.

He really just walked outside and left.

While elites from all over the world gathered in the White Mountains and risked their lives to explore, Roland was sitting at the window on the third floor of the best hotel in Val City, drinking hand-ground coffee and enjoying Lisa's shoulder massage service.

"Lisa, you seem to want to explore the White Mountains?"

"I, I didn't." Lisa denied, her weak tone revealing her true thoughts.

"Okay, I'm indeed a little curious." Since I can't hide it, I'll just be more frank.

"We can go, but not now."

Roland put down the coffee cup, closed his eyes comfortably, and enjoyed the massage service with just the right strength. He said softly: "There are too many people in the mountains now. Let's wait until they all come back."

Roland waited patiently, but he didn't expect that the wait would last three days.

At noon on the third day, someone finally came back from Baishan.

Those who entered the mountain were all elites from various countries, with top-notch combat capabilities and equipment. However, they came back looking a little embarrassed.

The first batch of elite warriors from the Wende Empire returned.

With livid faces, they carried their dead and wounded comrades on their shoulders, slipped into the city through the side door, and hurriedly fled back to their base, ignoring the surprised looks of others.

There are extraordinary people in this group, as well as warrior kings among ordinary people, but in front of nature, their human power is as small as that of ants, and strong ants only have more chances to escape.

Seeing their embarrassed appearance, Roland didn't feel surprised.

This is a major event for the magic crystal mineral vein to awaken.

There are golden dryads in the Nameless Valley, and there may certainly be something beyond cognition in the White Mountains.

He didn't want to go into the mountains without being fully prepared.

The elites of the Jin Yuan Kingdom have not entered the city. Their base is on the west bank. They can return on their own, but there is no need to come here to embarrass themselves.

Next came the elite of the Tyrolean Empire.

They walked back to their base quietly, for fear of being seen.

If Roland hadn't been watching from the third-floor window with a telescope, he might not have been able to see their miserable appearance.

The Tyrol Empire had the most people entering the mountains and suffered the heaviest losses.

Roland was a little surprised. Apart from those who were standing and those who were lying on stretchers covered with white cloths and being carried back, there were also some people who were missing.

Since we are going out together, we will definitely come back together.

The reason why you can't even see the body is probably because the body fell into a place where it can't be disposed of.

Such as volcanic craters, cliffs and even the belly of a giant bear.

There are only a few places in the south of Rodinia mainland where ligers exist. The biggest predators in most areas are bears and wolves. Roland's guess is reasonable.

Most of the teams that went out came back, leaving only the Vladimir Empire.

Roland didn't wait long. Before the sun set, Camille's figure appeared on the long street.

Although some people in the Vladimir Empire team were injured, the injuries were generally not serious, and the worst ones could even be prone on horseback.

Camille, the leader, was unscathed.

He smiled and greeted the soldiers patrolling the streets, occasionally stopping to chat with others.

Is this guy so strong?

Roland narrowed his eyes and looked at Camille silently, trying to find flaws in him.

But couldn't find it.

The elites from other countries have all failed, and they are the only ones who are fine. Is it really that they are ahead of the curve?

Roland didn't believe it.

Camille and his men wandered down Central Avenue.

Seeing Camille's team about to pass by the hotel, Roland suddenly thought about what was wrong.

Camille never raised her head to meet his gaze.

It makes no sense, he is standing at the window, anyone who is not blind can see it.

If they really achieved great results, they would most likely show concern for Roland but actually be weird about him.

Given the relationship between Vladimir and Sussex, this makes sense.

However, Mr. Camille didn't even have the time to raise his head.

Do you not want to say hello or are you worried?

If the mountain doesn’t come to me, then I will take the initiative to climb it.

The corners of Roland's mouth raised slightly, and he raised his voice to greet Camille.

"Mr. Kamil, did you get a good result from your exploration into the mountains?"

Camille stopped and didn't look up.

Roland saw Camille's fingers suddenly curled up into fists, and knowing that he had hit a fish, he simply threw his hands up and jumped out of the window.

He walked towards Camille like an old acquaintance, with a smile on his face.

Pedestrians on the street with good eyesight chose to run away quickly, while those who liked to watch the excitement chose to stop and watch.

Camille narrowed his eyes, and his men pressed their hands on their weapons as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Hey, don't make it so tense. Mr. Camille, thank you for sending me the signal flare, although it was not used."

Roland walked towards Camille with steady and slow steps.

Just half a second after he came downstairs, Lisa also landed on the long street, the flame in her palms silent.

She didn't care about that much, she only recognized one thing, whoever was against Roland was an enemy.

She doesn't care even if she has sex with Vladimir's elite in the street.

Roland walked forward exactly according to the aristocratic pace that Teacher Mary had specially trained in person.

He held his chest up, raised his head, smiled, and walked like a nobleman.

The old Sussex man saw him and called him "Sir".

His pace is not fast, nor is his stride length too large, but each step is exactly the same length as if measured with a ruler.

He stepped on the stone slabs of the long street, as if stepping on Camille's heart, making the Shadow Templar indescribably uncomfortable.

Camille was seriously injured, and he was really holding on.

During the three days in Baishan, he encountered a lot of troubles.

The erosion of volcanic ash fog, the attack of demonized beasts, and the ambush of unidentified gunmen.

Fortunately, hard work pays off. Despite the pressure of being attacked by other human members, he finally found the source of the volcanic eruption.

The super magic crystal vein that has only been recorded in ancient books.

He is very sure that with this achievement he can achieve progress in life, no, a leap!

The Shadow Temple is indeed a subordinate that the Queen trusts very much, but his future is locked. He can only perform special tasks and cannot be on the stage.

The strong people who serve here all want to go ashore one day and become the Queen's true confidant.

The position he is eyeing is not the chief of the Shadow Temple, but to enter the imperial general sequence.

Although the temple is glorious, it cannot accommodate his desire for progress.

But the premise of all this is to pass the news of the magic crystal vein back to the country, and not to embarrass the empire outside.

He is in a very bad state now, less than one-tenth of his peak state.

Just now, he was walking on the long street because he didn't want others to see his weakness.

The weaker you are, the more you have to maintain a strong appearance, otherwise the enemy will not be polite to you.

Seeing Roland approaching step by step, he regretted in his heart, if he had not been in the mentality of deterring other forces just now.

It's too late to say anything now.

Roland may not kill people in the street, but he will definitely embarrass him.

This time he guessed right, Roland came to embarrass him.

Val City does not allow such a powerful person.

Just when he was at a loss, Roland had come to him, patted his shoulder like a good brother and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Camille, I left a step ahead for something and missed this exploration of Baishan. I wonder if you have any discoveries?"

"Even if there are discoveries, I will only report to Her Majesty the Queen of our country. Please respect yourself, Mr. Roland. If Mr. Roland has any special discoveries, will he tell others?"

He raised his hand to push Roland's hand, hoping to get rid of the entanglement.

His rebuttal was very reasonable. If Roland found a vein of magic crystal, would he tell others?

However, Roland's hand was like a vise, holding his shoulder tightly, without any intention of letting go.

"Mr. Camille, you are being too polite. Why can't I tell others about my discovery?"

Camille couldn't push Roland's hand away. If he did it directly, he would be humiliated. He had to follow Roland's words and retort.

"Really? I'm a little curious. Mr. Roland, who came down the mountain early, has any amazing discovery to share with us who have fought for three days in Baishan?"

His attitude was very targeted.

Don't you like to brag and pretend to be generous? Tell us what you have discovered.

More and more people stopped in the street to watch the excitement.

Everyone saw that today was not a fight, but a fight of words.

It was a rare experience to see people of high status and power confront each other in the street.

Roland sneered and patted Camille's shoulder again. The hearty laughter echoed in the long street for a long time.

"Listen up, everyone. I found a super magic crystal vein in Baishan!"

Camille: "."

Vladimir's masters: "."

Passersby A, B, C, D, etc.: "."

The whole place was silent, and there was no sound on the whole street. Only Roland's voice, which was deliberately shouting loudly, was echoing.

"Magic crystal, magic crystal. Magic crystal vein!"

The echo echoed, like a heavy hammer, hitting Camille's heart hard.

The cold wind blew, and he finally woke up from the shock, and shouted angrily:

"You, what the hell are you talking about?! Do you know what a magic crystal vein is?"

Camille's eyes were swallowed by confusion.

He couldn't understand Roland.

From Roland's past style of doing things, he should be a smart man.

How could a smart person play the biggest trump card on the street?

He couldn't understand why Roland could find the traces of the magic crystal vein that he almost risked his life to find on the first day.

Even if Roland had special abilities, why would he tell him about it if he encountered it?

Even if he used this as a trump card to make a private deal with him, it would be in line with Roland's character.

However, he shouted it out in public.

If one person saw gold coins on the roadside, he could pick them up and take them away secretly.

If two people saw gold coins on the roadside, they could go to the side and split them 50-50.

If everyone saw it, there would be no way to split it.

Roland was like a thug wearing armor and holding a mace who broke into the banquet scene and overturned the table when he saw it.

If you want to eat alone, then don't eat!

Camille couldn't understand why Roland was so unwise, but he knew that his chance to make a contribution was gone.

He couldn't hold on any longer because of his anger, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, splashing all over Roland.

Roland didn't hide, and even took the initiative to approach him, wishing to splash more blood.

It won't be long, at the latest tomorrow daytime, at the earliest tonight, the whole Val City will spread the rumor that he and Camille met on the long street, and then Camille was beaten to vomit blood.

Even how much blood was splattered on his body and how Camille was almost beaten to death would be vividly described.

Rumors don't spread their legs, but they can fly.

Camille couldn't even explain it.

He couldn't just grab the collars of passers-by one by one and roar something stupid like "He was not injured by Roland, but was injured by a giant bear in Baishan."

Camille's face instantly turned pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

He subconsciously reached his right hand for the Winter Blade at his waist.

That was his famous weapon, which chilled the body and killed Roland instantly. Even Roland would have to lie down for a while if he was stabbed.

Since Roland had bad intentions, there was no need for him to show mercy.

As for whether he would be slapped to death by the angry Roland, he was too lazy to think about it.

His political future was fucking ruined, so why did he care about this?

Before he could draw his sword, Roland had already grabbed his arm and roared with a voice like a dragon's roar.

"Mr. Camille is dying! Where is the priest? Come over here and save him!"

Camille was only seriously injured, but he was almost pissed off by Roland this time.

He coughed violently, blood kept flowing down his lips, his eyes were cold as ice, and he stared at Roland intently but almost couldn't breathe.

Roland's roar made everyone "know" that Camille was injured internally in the fight with Roland and almost died on the spot.

Passersby saw it clearly.

Mr. Roland just jumped from the window, and Camille was so scared that he dared not move; he just came over and patted his shoulder, and Camille was seriously injured, and he didn't even dare to fight back.

It seems that the Vladimir people are said to be brave and fierce. It's all exaggerated.

This is not a rumor, but something that happened right in front of them.

Not only that, Mr. Roland also made his amazing discovery public so that everyone can benefit.

He is worthy of being Mr. Roland, much better than those vulgar Rurik people.

In the contempt chain of the Rodinian continent, the status of nations basically decreases from west to east.

The elegant Sussex people and the romantic Golden Kite people stand at the top of the contempt chain.

They define nobility and calmness.

The hearty Odin and the art-savvy Talia people are in the middle of the contempt chain.

They represent chic and literary respectively.

The Rurik people and Wends in the east are synonymous with barbarism and vulgarity.

As for the natives of the southern continent and the Samaritans.

In the hearts of the noble Rodinians, they have no citizenship and are only worthy of being slaves.

The Val city-state was annexed by the major powers, and the Val people had resentment, but their resentment also varied.

Roland saved the Holy Spring Revival Ceremony and did not let the Val city-state become a place abandoned by God, saving them directly.

If they must be annexed, they would rather Roland be their lord than the vulgar Rurik people.

As Roland roared, passers-by also began to make loud noises, and the mocking voices kept coming into Camille's ears.

Soon after Roland roared, a clear voice came from the other end of the central street.

"Who is calling the priest?"

As the clear voice came, the onlookers on the side of the road looked over and saw Christine, wearing a priest uniform, walking from the other end with a face as white as water.

She was dressed quite simply today, just a white robe that symbolized purity.

The robe concealed her proud curves, making her look particularly petite.

She took off her veil and quickened her pace.

"Does this gentleman need treatment?"

Camille did need treatment, but he could not accept being humiliated like this on the street.

Although the Vladimir Empire also believed in light, it was not the same as the Light Temple headquartered in the Wende Empire. They called themselves the Eastern Light Orthodox Sect, or the Eastern Sect for short.

He was already in a bad state. If he was treated by the heretic saint again, he would have no political future even if he did not commit suicide to apologize.

He bit his tongue, roared, entered a bloody state, pushed Roland's hand away fiercely, straightened his chest and said coldly:

"Mr. Roland, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it. I've remembered what happened today."

"Oh, Mr. Camille, don't be so polite. Although we haven't met many times, you gave me a signal flare when you were in Baishan and were willing to help me. We are friends, and I care about my friends."

Bad news: Camille almost vomited blood again because of Roland's shameless words.

Good news: He lost too much blood today and couldn't vomit anymore.

He stared at Roland intently, and wanted to say a few more harsh words, but the situation was bad now, and anything he said would sound like impotent rage, so he had to shut up.

The joy brought by the great victory of the Baishan exploration was gone.

The joy of showing off on the long street was even more gone.

He really regretted it.

[General Winter] was right, people should be low-key and not show off.

If he was given a chance to start over, he would like to crawl in from the sewer like a rat and never let anyone find his trace.

Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now.

He regretted so much that he almost wanted to cry loudly, but he could only force himself to stay calm and walk back.

He flatly refused Christine's treatment, insisted that he was fine, and took a step forward.

However, his feet were very weak and his knees were shaking.

Although he looked tall and mighty, with blood on his chest, like an iron-blooded god of war, his body had long been weakened like a candle in the wind.

In his current state, any strong man could push him down.

To make matters worse, the distraught Camille accidentally stepped on a delicate women's leather boot.

"Oops, you stepped on me."

Lisa cried softly and pulled back the boot that was "accidentally" stepped on.

Her pulling seemed slow, but in fact it was very fast. Camille didn't notice and completely lost his balance under the active stepping of the cauldron.

The tall Camille fell on his back, and his back hit the floor with a "bang", and he fell unconscious on the spot.

He probably didn't predict the good and bad luck today, so he was haunted by the bad star and everything went wrong.

If he hadn't fought his fellow humans, wolves, and giant bears in Baishan, he wouldn't have consumed 90% of his strength.

If he hadn't wanted to show off in front of people, Roland wouldn't have seen his weakness.

If he hadn't wanted to maintain his tall and mighty image, he wouldn't have been tricked so badly.

Camille's fall made the onlookers a little confused.

Roland even secretly warned himself.

There are risks in pretending to be cool, and you need to be cautious when you are cool.

There is no harm in being low-key.

Mr. Camille, who likes to show off in front of people, is the end of him.

The elite warriors of the Vladimir Empire hurriedly lifted up the unfortunate leader, threw down a few harsh words and ran away.

Although their harsh words were loud, they only caused the onlookers to laugh.

As we all know, a giant bear roaring at a tiger is a threat; a dog roaring at a tiger is impotent and furious.

The leader was slapped by Roland and vomited blood, and was carried away directly. These small shrimps were just a joke.

Mr. Roland's failure to kill him showed the master's calmness and generosity.

In short, Camille's position in people's hearts changed from [a terrible giant bear from the country of winter] to a complete idiot and clown.

Unless he can kill Roland himself, he may be able to save face.

But before the challenge, he still has to overcome his inner demons and survive the punishment of Queen Sophia's anger.

A fool like him who made a fool of himself outside will hardly have the opportunity to be used again, and will most likely spend his life wailing in the severe cold of the Far East.

The Continental Convention ended ahead of schedule, and the countries on the continent returned to a neutral state.

Everyone being neutral means that no one is neutral, which is about the eve of hostility.

Val City is the front line of the open and secret struggles among countries.

All countries sent elites to station here, trying to strike the arrogance of other countries, increase their own prestige, and strive for public opinion advantages.

Although Roland was not the Sussex representative in Val City, he was a senior official of Sussex after all, and his outstanding performance would naturally be remembered by his country.

The spectators left one after another when they saw the conflict was over.

Although they left, the confrontation on the long street was definitely their first choice to brag to others tonight.

Lisa stuck out her tongue at Roland in an unnoticed corner, her eyes full of pride.

Seeing Sister Lisa's confident look, Roland also laughed.

A few months ago, Sister Lisa often had such naughty moments under her mature and chic appearance.

But after Sif appeared, Lisa became more and more timid, even a little timid.

This humble mentality is definitely not okay.

The road to the strong must have a strong mentality.

Roland also wanted to take her out to let her relax, but he didn't expect the effect to be exceptionally outstanding.

Lisa's kick to touch Camille was simply a divine kick.

This kind of thing was a bit embarrassing for Roland, but Lisa did it without any problem.

After all, she was a girl who looked delicate.

Compared to the majestic bear-like Camille, she looked like a weakling.

The bear stepped hard on the delicate girl's boots, but the bear fell down. Everyone thought it was the bear's fault.

Not only was there a problem, but it was a big one.

This foot-tampering basically announced Camille's end.

Even if he was not sentenced to death by Sophia, he would definitely not be suitable for an important position.

I just don't know who will replace Camille.

Is it Angelina who is in seclusion to upgrade, or other shadow temples?

Roland was a little curious.

As for the failed Camille? Roland was too lazy to take a closer look.

This failure would completely destroy Camille's already not very good mentality.

When facing Roland, his fighting power was automatically discounted.

When he recovered, Roland was already on the road to becoming stronger, and he would never catch up.

Watching the people around him leave, Christine looked at Roland with complicated eyes and said slowly:

"Knight of Light, are you interested in seeing our new temple?"

We?

This word made Christine and Roland feel strange.

When they were at the Rodinia River, they were still enemies who were scheming and almost fighting each other. Even if they signed a treaty, it was a humiliating and unequal treaty.

They used to be enemies.

But now they are at least in the same camp in the religious field.

Roland smiled and nodded, "Miss Saint, please lead the way."