In the Name of the Queen

"The Vengeful Saint will return to the human world from the underworld on a blazing flame. She will lead the people of the Golden Kite to resist to the end and defend their freedom."

Adam opened his arms and added the sublimation ending that is most popular in perfect essays to the perfect performance.

People like this kind of ending.

Applause continued to ring, and flowers and coins were constantly thrown onto the stage to express their appreciation for the bard.

Looking at the blazing flames in the eyes of these people, Adam breathed a sigh of relief and quietly packed up the performance props to prepare for the next town.

Since he joined Roland, he has indeed been respected, but Roland's main tasks for more than a year have been to build territories and fight wars.

Unfortunately, he is not very good at either of these two.

Governor Roland not only looks at ability but also performance when hiring people.

Adam did make some contributions in the past year, but not much.

Among the main ministers whose names are on the performance table, his performance evaluation ranks last.

Of course, he was unwilling to accept this, so he took the initiative to ask to participate in the battle against the Kingdom of Oden, but unfortunately his performance was mediocre.

He understands cavalry, but not as well as Jace.

He has a little knowledge of artillery, but not as good as Dai Long.

He knows the sea. Well, he is a landlubber.

His biggest advantage is that he is a superhuman. His personal combat power is not bad, but he is just a superhuman who has just entered the profession.

He has made contributions, but not many.

Seeing his colleagues get the title of Royal Knight or even Baron, Adam is envious and unwilling.

He lamented that there is no stage to display his talents.

But now there is.

For this special operation, he was personally selected by Roland to follow him.

Adam, a landlubber, followed Roland on board the Sovereign.

He almost vomited all his bile and gastric juices while drifting on the sea. Fortunately, he had excellent physical fitness and managed to hold on.

He received a special mission before he had rested for a few days after landing at Port If.

He went north all the way and paved the way for the return of the "Vengeance Saint" through wonderful performances.

There was no Internet in this era, and most people were illiterate. The ability of newspapers to transmit information was limited to the upper class.

The information channel that the lower class people were more likely to access was the bard.

They have traveled to countless countries and are knowledgeable. In addition to their wonderful performances, they can also bring the latest stories, which is very popular.

Although Adam joined the army, he did not delay his bard career, and even became more proficient.

After all, he was not busy at ordinary times. There was plenty of time to hone his performance skills.

The script of "The Return of the Vengeful Saint" he performed this time was written by Roland himself. The language was very vivid and down-to-earth, and even illiterate farmers could understand it.

Although Adam felt that this art form was too degrading, he also admitted that it was the best publicity.

Wherever he went, he first remembered the prosperity when Mr. Carlo was in control of the overall situation, and then missed the heyday of the empire, and then reminded people of the current dire situation through performances.

People's memories always come with beauty filters.

During the period when Mr. Carlo was in power behind the scenes, although the national strength of the Golden Kite Kingdom was on the rise, the living standards of ordinary people were not much different from those in the empire period.

After all, the lights of Xidai City could not illuminate the countryside of the Golden Kite Kingdom.

Don't be afraid of poor life, just be afraid of comparison.

Whether it was the last emperor or the Carlo period, although the nobles and officials were exploitative enough, the land of the Golden Kite Kingdom was fertile, and the people's lives were still acceptable.

At the end of each year, there is still enough wine left to make wine, which can be accompanied by pickles and steaks, and you can always enjoy a moment of joy.

However, everything has changed since Marco came to power.

Although Marco thinks he is doing good for everyone, there is a big gap between reality and ideal.

He asked the feudal lords to reduce taxes, and the lords agreed on the surface, but continued to collect money under the pretext of preventing banditry.

There are indeed many bandits in the Golden Kite Kingdom in recent years, but these bandits are forced by the lords and officials.

Because you have to suppress bandits, you have to collect money; because you have to collect money, there are more bandits.

It's a perfect closed loop.

In this suffocating atmosphere, Adam walked through the countryside with the story of the Vengeance Saint.

Through his passionate performance, the audience resonated and would spread the news that the Vengeance Saint was fighting the Demon King entrenched in the capital at a faster speed.

Who is the Demon King?

The bard didn't say it, he didn't even mention any real place names, but the audience knew the answer.

There is only one Demon King, the tyrannical incarnation who likes to behead in Xidai City.

The powerful people of this era basically live in cities, and the top people of Jinyuan Country are mainly concentrated in Xidai City.

The attitude of the upper class towards the lower peasants is basically the same. As long as the taxes can be paid, these unruly people will not rebel.

Marco didn't even know that someone was spreading stories in the countryside.

Allen's death has caused too much damage to the intelligence system.

There are many hidden players with single-line contacts that only Allen can mobilize. There is no list of these people, and they are all engraved in Allen's super memory.

Allen died too suddenly, and there was no time to leave a will.

These intelligence personnel will always hide their identities and stay in all walks of life.

Allen's death made Marco somewhat mentally sensitive. Considering that there may be traitors in the intelligence system, Marco did not hesitate to start a purge.

The intelligence system is dirty and must be cleaned up.

Marco's idea cannot be said to be problematic, but it is inappropriate.

When the intelligence system needed to operate efficiently the most, he raised the butcher knife to his own people. In order to clean up the few internal ghosts, countless capable intelligence personnel were sent to the guillotine.

This also led to the basic destruction of his intelligence channels.

In Xidai City, he has another intelligence system and can control the situation. After leaving Xidai City, his intelligence was not even as accurate as that of the mercenary guild.

Adam carefully shot one shot in each place and changed places. After telling the story and inciting people's hearts, he ran away, but he did not expect that Marco had no idea what he was doing.

The sun was about to set, and he planned to leave the town of "There Once Was Seven Old Ginkgo Trees" and rush to the next town overnight, but several children stopped him.

"Uncle Adam, are you making up the story you're telling?"

"of course not."

Facing the clear eyes of the children, it was difficult for Adam to lie, so he quickly patched up the sentence.

"Of course, art must evolve and beautify. Just like a beautiful girl must wear exquisite makeup when attending a dinner party."

A little boy nodded frequently, "I understand, Miss Lilith puts on makeup every night and dates different people. She is much prettier than my mother but still wears makeup."

"Oh?" Adam's eyes lit up, putting on makeup and dating different people every night? Girls in serious professions don't do this.

Obviously, this Miss Lilith's profession is not serious.

I heard she is very beautiful? The corners of Adam's lips raised slightly.

It seems there is no need to rush tonight.

This time he went on an expedition. In order to maintain his image, he did not even go ashore with the sailors in Port-If to find happiness. This period of time was very frustrating for him.

He couldn't bear to eat all the meat and vegetables he vomited on the boat.

It's time to have some fun.

After telling the children two more fairy tales, Adam finally asked in a roundabout way where Miss Lilith lived, and then left with satisfaction.

Night falls.

The quiet night in the small town is scary for ghosts.

People who can light candles often don't live in such a small place, so the town will be particularly quiet every night.

Miss Lilith is a rare person who can light a candle.

She is not engaged in a serious profession, so she needs lights at night.

Looking at the dark night sky outside the door, she was in a daze for a while and yawned. It seemed that this was another boring and empty night.

It seemed that no one would come tonight, so Lilith reached for the half-open door, preparing to close it and rest.

She had vaguely heard news from Cité, which made her wait in fear every night for someone who would never come.

She didn't even know if she was expecting someone to come or if someone would never come.

In a daze, her hand was not pressed on the door handle, but on the big generous hand.

"oops."

Lilith, who was a little distracted, let out a soft cry, took half a step back, and subconsciously wanted to reach out her hands to her waist, but stopped suddenly.

An unfamiliar face appeared at the door.

There is a bit of unruliness in his handsomeness, as if the sun is shining into the room.

Lilith's heart beat inexplicably hard.

She lowered her head slightly and asked softly: "Sir, it's very late. If you need something, please come tomorrow."

Adam looked at Lilith in astonishment, a little confused.

Isn't she in that kind of business? What are you putting here?

Lilith's makeup is very strange. It's really beautiful, but she always feels like she's hiding something.

Adam hesitated for a second, took out three gold livres from his pocket, and said directly:

"Is it enough to be your temporary husband tonight?"

Lilith's expression froze.

She finally understood what Adam wanted.

What did this bastard think she was? !

She stretched her hand fiercely to her waist, where there was a soft dagger hidden in her belt, which could easily pierce the heart of a lustful person.

The handle of the dagger is buckled with the belt.

To take out the dagger, you have to unbuckle your belt.

There was a soft "click" sound, and the handle of the dagger was held in Lilith's hand, but she suddenly stopped.

"Beautiful girl, are you afraid of the night?"

"What do you mean?" Lilith bit her lip, her hands trembling slightly.

"I'm afraid of the night, so I need the company of soft girls."

Adam spread his hands and said frankly: "But I am definitely not a prostitute, I am just a temporary husband for those girls who have lost their way, even if it is only for one night."

"Will you really treat me like your wife?"

After saying this, Lilith wanted to stab herself.

Her face was flushed. Fortunately, the makeup was thick and the candle was dim, so he must not be able to see clearly.

Just over half a month ago, her upline did not send a secret code as usual.

For intelligence personnel, losing contact is the biggest fear, whether online or offline.

She couldn't sleep every night because the circles under her eyes were so dark that she had to cover them up with heavy makeup.

Some people must have thought that she was doing that kind of business wearing heavy makeup, which was why she attracted this handsome but lustful man in front of her.

If it were normal times, she would definitely stab Adam while he was distracted.

But tonight she was touched by Adam's words.

She was indeed afraid, afraid of the night.

Adam's voice was so sweet that she couldn't resist.

She needed the warm arms so much, even if it was only for a moment, even if the other person was wild and unrestrained.

"certainly."

Adam is just talking about running a train, how could he think of a prostitute as his wife.

But the panic and helplessness in Lilith's eyes made him unable to bear to refuse.

Anyway, we have to go our separate ways tomorrow, so what if we make her happy.

"May I know the name of my temporary husband?"

Adam wanted to use a pseudonym, but he couldn't hurt Lilith's clear gaze.

Although it was strange to associate clear eyes with prostitutes, that's what he thought.

"I will tell you before we leave tomorrow."

Lilith loosened her grip on the hilt, locked the dagger, and untied her belt.

She threw herself into Adam's arms like a wounded animal.