In the Name of the Queen

Sif's answer was not surprising.

If she didn't even have this basic political literacy, wouldn't all the classes she had taken be in vain?

Sif explained softly, "Father is old. After this setback, he must be exhausted. It's for his own good to let him return to the family territory to enjoy his old age."

Roland smiled and nodded, "That's the best. What about Prince Fino?"

Sif's face was completely drained of color. She certainly knew what Roland meant.

Father can abdicate, but what about Brother Fino? He is the legal heir.

If they all come back, the Heraldry Academy and the Cabinet may not be willing to accept the abdication of the father. After all, the father's behavior is traceable and easy to control, unlike her.

Even if the father abdicates, it should be the brother who succeeds, not her.

If it was half a year ago, she would have said something like "Let the brother succeed, I firmly support it" without thinking.

But now she won't.

She is no longer a person, but the leader of the overseas team.

Roland and the others followed her not to get into trouble with her. Officials and troops from the three overseas provinces supported her for progress.

Even if she wanted to retreat, she might find herself wearing a crown symbolizing imperial power when she woke up from a nap at her desk one day.

She had no way out.

Even if she insisted on returning the throne to her brother, Prince Fino might not appreciate her kindness. In order to eliminate hidden dangers, she, the temporary emperor, would probably die in an accident.

It was not that Fino could not tolerate her, but that she had to do so.

Her breathing was a little rapid, her chest rose and fell sharply, and Sif's eyes were slightly red.

If her relationship with her father was still a little unfamiliar, her relationship with Fino was much closer.

Thinking of the warm scenes of the brothers and sisters getting along in the past, her slender hands trembled violently.

Her lips trembled, and finally she asked that question, "Is he really unable to live?"

Roland did not speak, he could not speak at this time.

Sif could make up her mind to kill her competitor, but he could not take the initiative to instigate it.

The whole person fell back to the chair softly, Sif closed her eyes painfully, tears kept flowing down.

The air was dead silent, only the breeze blew in from the window, blowing the scattered documents on the table to turn the pages continuously.

After an unknown period of time, Sif's slightly hoarse voice was full of fatigue, and she whispered softly:

"Royal brother Fino was unfortunately killed to protect his father. I will take good care of his family and let his son inherit his earldom."

Roland did not speak, looking at the tears in the corners of Sif's eyes, he sighed in his heart.

This is the price of growth, this is the heaviness of imperial power.

The birth of each title of the emperor is accompanied by the death of millions or even tens of millions of lives.

It takes tens of thousands of dead bones for a general to succeed, let alone the emperor?

No one can help Sif, she can only walk out by herself.

According to the ancient rules of another world, Prince Fino's family, old and young, cannot be left, but this is Sussex, the rules are different.

Sif's inheritance priority is much higher than Fino's children.

They are too young to lead Sussex to survive in the coming chaos.

In terms of emotion, reason and law, Sif should succeed to the throne.

Of course, the premise is that the late emperor is willing to take the initiative to be decent.

If he is unwilling to take the initiative to be decent, it will be a touching picture of a loving father and a filial daughter.

This question has a standard answer. It is not difficult for Sif to make the right choice. The difficult part is how she faces this cruel reality.

After sitting blankly for a long time, Sif finally came to her senses and asked faintly:

"Roland, have I become bad and become more and more unfamiliar?"

Roland said calmly: "Your Majesty Sif, simple labels such as good and bad only exist in the fairy tale world of children. There is no simple good and bad in the adult world. Politicians must maintain their personal image, but it is more important to put the country on the right track."

Sif was shocked.

Roland rarely called her by the name Sif. This time, he not only used her formal name, but also added a respectful title to remind her to recognize her identity.

Sif sat up straight, took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly:

"Taking care of my brother's family and the country is my repayment to him."

She didn't want to continue this heavy topic, so she smiled and asked: "When will we ask the Kingdom of Oden to borrow the oak tree?"

"What do you think?" Roland asked with a smile.

Sif's spirits lifted, and she instantly forgot her father who was demoted and her brother who was sentenced to death, and began to ponder.

It was her favorite in-class test again, and she had to perform well.

After thinking for a while, she said a little embarrassedly: "I want to confirm some more information."

Roland didn't say anything, saluted Sif seriously, and then went to find Alina.

He used this action to convey his feelings to Sif.

This military operation is now planned by Sif, and he is only the governor now.

Alina was called soon.

"Miss Revenge, I need detailed information about the Kingdom of Oden."

"My Lord Earl, please wait."

Alina put the prepared information in front of Sif.

The Kingdom of Oden is not big, with an area slightly smaller than the three overseas provinces, and a population only half of the three overseas provinces, but their people are brave and have abundant martial virtues. They even landed on the Sussex continent to establish a colony before Sussex established its empire.

After several centuries of tug-of-war, they were driven away by the increasingly powerful Sussex people, but they still suppressed the Sussex people at sea.

The naval battle more than a hundred years ago completely broke the backbone of the Kingdom of Oden and brought the hatred between the two sides to a peak.

The Kingdom of Oden has more than 70,000 standing troops, and they can mobilize more than 200,000 troops at the maximum mobilization.

This is a tough nut to crack.

The three overseas provinces have had frictions with the Kingdom of Oden more than once in history, and both sides have won and lost.

It is not easy to bite such a small and strong country.

Especially to take away the oak forest that they hope to turn the tables, that is simply to kill them.

Not only that, there are many strong men in the Kingdom of Oden.

They have several berserker leaders with strength equivalent to rank eight, and a semi-retired warlord-level berserker, whose strength is roughly equivalent to rank seven.

Their hard power is naturally far inferior to that of the Sussex Empire, but not inferior to the three overseas provinces.

The strong men of the Sussex Empire are of course far superior to them, but these people have their own ideas, and not many of them completely obey the royal family.

Especially the strong men at the rank of rank seven, their greatest pursuit is to be promoted to rank six.

They rarely participate in the fights between countries unless there is enough interest.

Sif spent at least an hour carefully reading all the information.

No one disturbed her.

Roland was waiting for her to hand in her paper, and Alina rarely talked to Sif.

She adjusted the frame of her glasses, sat down at the position indicated by Roland, and picked up the teacup in front of her, only to find that it was Roland's teacup.

Although there was no sign of drinking, it should be new tea, but this was Roland's cup after all. It would be a bit strange to drink it directly, and it would be a bit awkward to put it down.

The teacup froze in Alina's hand, like a bomb that could not be thrown away.

Roland saw her embarrassment, poured another cup of new tea, and exchanged cups with her.

There was a little more questioning in his eyes.

Alina just nodded silently, indicating that everything was fine.

Since the Golden Kite Wanderers entered Hansa, these people formed a small group and completely obeyed the management of the trio of Romeo, Renault and Elaine.

But they didn't know that these three people only listened to Alina's orders.

These 30,000 people have not officially raised the banner of the government in exile, but in fact they have already become one.

Alina was worried that Roland would think too much, so she firmly disagreed with the establishment of the government in exile.

Her apparent reason was that she did not want to be targeted by the Golden Kite people, but she knew that was an excuse. Even if they did not raise the banner of the government in exile, the Golden Kite people would still keep an eye on them.

She just didn't want Roland to worry.

Although they had an agreement, they still had to put themselves in the right position.

Roland was her biggest reliance for revenge, and she didn't want to lose Roland's trust, not at all.

Sif, who was thinking hard, saw Roland exchanging glances with Alina from the corner of her eye, as if a current passed through her mind, and she suddenly shuddered.

"I thought of it!"

Roland and Alina turned their heads to look at her at the same time.

Sif said calmly: "To win a war, you must strive for the right time, the right place, and the right people as much as possible."

This is Roland's teaching, and it must be correct.

Although her brain was still blank, in order to prevent Roland and Alina from secretly exchanging glances, Sif's mind was running fast.

Time, time? Got it!

She smiled and said: "First, we must strive for an international environment that is favorable to us and choose the most appropriate time to fight."

"The Vladimir Empire is attacking the Burleigh Khanate. Although Burleigh is not strong, it has a vast territory and a sparse population. All the people are excellent nomads. It is not easy to annex it. There have been many frictions between the Pruden Kingdom and the Wend Empire recently, and they may fight."

"The time when this war was launched was when the Vladimir Empire had not yet annexed the Burleigh Khanate and the Pruden Kingdom and the Wend Empire were at war!"

Roland smiled and asked: "What if they just confronted each other?"

Sif was stunned and wanted to say that she would wait, but she felt that it was too passive to do so. She suddenly thought of Munina who had just left, and whispered:

"Ask Munina's people to take action and lure the coastal defense forces of both sides into a conflict. They already have conflicts, and they just lack a fuse."

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

Sif was indeed making rapid progress, as she could come up with such a bad trick.

Although Roland also had a considerable arrangement, he was not as direct as Sif.

He didn't know that Sif was in a state of mental storm, which was completely extraordinary.

With Roland's affirmation, Sif became more confident and continued: "The geographical advantage is also on our side. Although the Fourth Fleet only has one-third of its strength left, the navy of the Kingdom of Oden is not strong either. We can block the coastline, create the illusion of landing, and then break through from the back and directly seize the oak forest."

"They definitely didn't expect that we, who are training the new army, would attack from the land."

Sif's eyes flashed with confidence, and the appearance of the void command was quite military.

"In short, the sea blockade and land advancement are carried out at the same time, and the geographical advantage of this war is also on our side."

After being confident, Sif quickly calmed down.

The weather and terrain are only advantages, but not victory.

To achieve the war goals, it ultimately depends on people.

She narrowed her eyes and thought quickly.

Good news: The new army is very disciplined and well-equipped, but lacks actual combat experience.

Better news: The army of the Kingdom of Oden also lacks actual combat experience.

Sif was a little frustrated. Even if the 50,000 new troops were greater than the 70,000 Oden Kingdom troops, what if the other side mobilized fully?

She cast her eyes on the map again and observed it carefully.

She stared at the map in a daze for about ten minutes. When Roland and Alina continued to exchange glances, her inspiration burst out again.

"The strength of the Kingdom of Oden is not weak, but the power of the Oden royal family is not strong. We must strictly target the royal territory where the oak forest is located."

For the time being, I can't think of any good excuse to separate the Oden royal family and the nobles, so.

"There will always be a reason when the time comes. No war has ever been suspended because of a lack of reasons."

Sif's words were a bit of a lie, but Roland still gave her a thumbs up.

There are always excuses for war. If you really want to fight, you can just take a bottle of laundry detergent.

The simplest reason is "your tree is suspected to threaten us."

The Vladimir Empire didn't even bother to think of a reason to conquer the Burleigh Khanate. The reason for declaring war was that they were attracted by this piece of land.

Sif was at least willing to work hard to make up a reason.

With Roland's praise, Sif once again entered a state of overflowing confidence and inspiration.

"We don't have the advantage in numbers, but we have the advantage in training and equipment, which can be considered as human harmony."

"That's not necessarily the case. Who says we don't have the advantage in numbers?"

Roland smiled and said, "As long as we can cut off the foundation of the Oden royal family and do not encroach on the land of the Oden Kingdom, those great nobles may even turn to us."

Sif understood instantly.

If the goal of this war is to annex the Oden Kingdom, the nobles will most likely be alert and even stand with the king.

If it is just to cut down the oak trees in the royal forest, the nobles will not be very motivated.

To fight the world's most powerful country to protect the king's forest? This is too foolishly loyal.

Roland's words opened Sif's mind, and she quickly made more plans.

For example, invite the temple warriors to join the crusade, ask the Magic Association to send Anthony to deal with the opponent's warlord-level berserkers, etc.

She even plans to hire mercenaries to participate in the war as cannon fodder.

Listening to Sif's arrangements, Roland was a little surprised but not too surprised.

Sif has grown very fast during this period, and it is not difficult to make reasonable arrangements as long as the thinking is correct.

His in-class tests would not have unsolvable and out-of-scope questions.

Roland thought it was normal, but Alina's eyes widened.

Is this still the political idiot Sif?

Her perception of Sif is still at the stage of a naive princess.

Since she became Miss Vengeance, she and Sif have hardly communicated with each other, so naturally she didn't know how fast the other was improving.

Seeing Sif's confident look, Alina was also somewhat touched.

People can't dwell on the past, they must look forward.

Her father has passed away, she can't just take revenge, she also has to grow and improve.

Seeing Roland and Sif constantly exchanging glances, she suddenly made up her mind.

"Sif, Roland, please let me join the battle."

She is still far from revenge. Only by going against the storm can she grow as quickly as possible.