In the Name of the Queen

Chapter 284 Traitors, all traitors

Who will be on the table and who will be on the plate has already been arranged. The next step is to put the dishes on the table and start eating.

But this is not easy.

The Navy Minister and the Army Minister are on opposite sides, resulting in the fact that the only troops that Sif can mobilize are the Fourth Fleet of the Navy and the accompanying guards.

Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau Rice is indeed not an excellent intelligence worker, but it is not difficult to just keep an eye on a few important places such as the palace and the Earl's Mansion. He is fully capable of doing this.

Sif and Roland met at the Earl's Mansion to discuss countermeasures.

Those restless cabinet ministers felt that the wind was not right, and they never gathered these days, not giving Sif a chance to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Sif only has a few thousand troops that she can trust. Even if she can avoid surveillance and act at the same time, it is difficult to capture all the cabinet ministers.

Of course, if they gather together, a few thousand people are enough to complete the arrest operation.

Except for Steven, who is a bit difficult, others are not difficult.

It is easy to catch people, but the key is that there must be no fish that slip through the net.

Letting a few of them escape abroad will definitely have serious consequences based on their understanding of the Sussex Empire.

If you want to arrest people, you have to catch them all at once, and you can't make too much noise. If there are violent gunshots in the imperial capital, it will be an international joke.

"We have to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity where all cabinet members must be present."

Roland looked at Sif and concluded softly.

"According to convention, the new emperor will go to West Cathedral to pay tribute to the spirits of emperors and heroes of all dynasties in a week, and everyone must go."

"Are you going to do it in the cathedral?" Roland remembered how Sif once said to deal with treacherous ministers.

Call them all and kill them all.

A few years have passed, and she hasn't changed at all, she is still so direct.

Although it sounds outrageous, it is still a way.

It's just that killing people in front of Valhalla will disturb the rest of the ancestors, and it's not good for face.

Sif knew what Roland was worried about, and she was a little helpless, "Do you have a better way?"

"Indeed, I don't, just do as you say."

It's better to bleed in the cathedral on the outskirts of the city than to kill people in the city.

Although the number of soldiers brought back this time is small, they are all loyal and brave.

Smith and his men are plotting rebellion, but the soldiers under them may not be willing.

As long as Sif raises her arm and calls, except for a very few diehards, everyone will defect. This rebellion is not technically difficult except that it is a bit ugly.

Just as Roland and Sif were plotting the details, there were subtle footsteps at the door.

"Master, there is a child who claims to be a newsboy of the Sun who wants to see you with a newspaper. He said that this newspaper is very important."

"Don't bother me with such trivial matters!" Sif was a little angry and responded in a low voice.

"Wait, are you talking about the newsboy of the Sun?" Roland called the maid who was about to leave outside the door and walked over quickly to open the door.

The maid didn't dare to look up at all, for fear of seeing something she shouldn't see.

Roland suddenly thought of something. When he was a post office clerk, he was stopped by a newsboy to sell newspapers more than once.

I didn't pay attention at the time, but now I think it's a bit strange.

The newsboys who stopped him several times before and after looked exactly the same person.

Is this a coincidence?

Rupert is a staunch royalist, so there must be a reason why he sent the newsboy here.

"At least meet him."

Roland's reminder gradually calmed Sif down.

She had been in a bad mood these two days, which had affected her judgment to some extent.

The day before yesterday, she went to the House of Lords to announce her father's decision to the members of parliament, and submitted the abdication edict at the same time.

The members of parliament didn't say anything, but the cabinet members who were invited to attend had objections.

Alben stood up without hesitation and pointed out that the old emperor's abdication procedures were illegal, and even questioned whether the old emperor was still alive.

From a legal point of view, there was nothing wrong with his statement, but he was very impolite when he spoke, and he almost said that it was Sif who forced the old emperor to abdicate.

Although he didn't say it directly, it was almost the same.

Several other cabinet members also echoed it. Since the old emperor was in good health, why didn't he want to return to the imperial capital to complete the handover?

Roland still remembered how ugly Sif's face was at that time.

The calm expression she tried to maintain couldn't hide her anger at all.

The king's anger, blood flowed like a river.

Two years ago, Walder could still persuade Sif to control her anger and forgive Roland, who wrote a novel to unintentionally satirize the empress.

Now she is the emperor, and no one can persuade her except Roland.

Sif is really angry.

A hundred lies are not as lethal as the sharp knife of truth.

The old emperor actually wanted to come back, but he gave up reluctantly considering the scene of fatherly love and filial piety after his return.

He wrote the abdication edict but refused to come back in person, with a little resentment in his heart.

No one likes to be burst with gold coins, even his own daughter.

He did not take the initiative to abdicate, but was "taken initiative". If the old emperor came back and saw the familiar palace and ministers, his originally calm heart might be ready to move again.

Edward could not come back. This was a tacit understanding between father and daughter, and it was also a shameful silence.

Alban's doubts directly pointed to the legitimacy of Sif's succession, which was more serious than the etiquette dispute over where the new emperor ascended the throne last time.

Sif's anger also made other cabinet members more confident.

They also raised questions from different angles.

Just when the atmosphere was about to suffocate, a question even more deadly than the old emperor not coming back was raised by Alben.

"Is Prince Fino really dead?"

If he's alive, you want to see him, if he's dead, you want to see his body, this is common sense.

Emperor Edward refused to come back, but at least he wrote a personal letter and had a seal with him as evidence. If you want to question it, you can only question that he was coerced, not whether he was alive or dead.

But Prince Fino is different.

According to eyewitnesses, he was swallowed by a huge sea shark and there was no body.

But this statement is obviously not convincing.

You said he was dead, so he was dead. Do you have any evidence?

After Alben raised the question about the whereabouts of Prince Fino, the atmosphere at the scene was completely frozen.

After this, no one doubted Alben's identity as a traitor.

Even Sif was a little unsure. Is this guy really in the same group as her? Is he going to turn against her?

She had to cast a doubtful look at Roland for an answer.

Roland nodded without hesitation.

What are you thinking, beautiful girl. You can doubt Alben's character, but never doubt his vision of standing in line.

When Sif was in the most difficult time, he dared to invest and bet. Now that it is harvest season, can he still run?

Watch carefully and learn well. This is called an old actor.

After Roland's affirmative answer, Sif gained confidence and started a fierce debate with Alben.

The debate was fruitless, but it boosted the confidence of these rebels.

In their view, since it was still unclear whether Fino was dead or not, Sif must be restrained in her actions, at least she would not dare to catch them all in one fell swoop and give them a reason to be criticized.

Through the debate in the House of Representatives, Alben also completely established his position as the number one figure in the rebel group.

Good news: Alben blew up all the rebels.

Bad news: There are too many rebels and they can't be caught in one wave.

After the debate in the House of Representatives, these rebels have learned their lesson, and they have asked for sick leave and annual leave. Some even remarried immediately after divorcing their wives and announced that they would spend a honeymoon with their beloved wives to repair the gap.

In short, they will never appear at the same time to avoid being wiped out by Sif.

As long as Sif doesn't suppress them at the first time, there is room for maneuver.

Whether they compromise or continue to take risks, there is hope.

After the unpleasant end of the parliament, the political arena of the imperial capital returned to calm, and there were no personnel changes in the cabinet, as if nothing had happened.

But all the parties involved knew that this was the calm before the storm.

Sif took a deep breath, dispelled her worries, and her peaceful voice spread to the outside of the door.

"Please ask him to come in. I did order a special issue."

The footsteps of the maid disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Soon, the footsteps appeared again, and in addition to the maid's brisk footsteps.

"Dear Earl, can I come in and present you with the newspaper?"

"Please come in."

Sif's voice was calm, and she was also a little curious about what Rupert wanted to say.

The door slowly opened, and the newsboy appeared.

It was indeed him.

Roland recognized the newsboy at a glance. He did not speak, but squinted his eyes and observed carefully.

The newsboy walked up with the packaged newspaper in his hands and raised them.

Sif glanced at it casually. She thought she would not see anything valuable, but she lost her composure after seeing the content of the newspaper.

She stood up suddenly, grabbed the newspaper like lightning, and her eyes flashed with a sharp light.

This newspaper is not gossip, nor is it a political news.

To be precise, if it was three eras ago, this newspaper can be regarded as a political news.

The text on the newspaper is Elvish.

Elvish has not changed much for billions of years, and it is so stable that Sif can certainly understand it.

However, the content of the newspaper made her heart surge with turbulent waves.

"Blood Elf General, Sylph Windtalker, on behalf of the blood elves, calls on all blood elves to take up arms, deal with the compatriots who have become trees, and destroy the demonized ancient trees."

"Compatriots, unite and fight for survival!"

"Who are you?"

Faced with the content of the newspaper that should never appear in the Sixth Era, Sif did not panic, but became calmer.

It's okay to pretend for a while, but it's hard to pretend for a lifetime.

The almost absolute loyalty of the Plantagenet family is unreasonable and even outrageous. Giving up the basically stable separatist situation and choosing to become a loyal minister of the new empire is something that ordinary people can't do.

It would be normal if only one generation was loyal, but the Plantagenet family was different. They always stood on the side of the royal family in every crisis encountered by the empire.

Loyalty.

But apart from their loyalty in their stance, they were somewhat erratic in other aspects, especially after the appearance of The Sun.

This little newsboy was definitely not simple, or rather, Rupert behind him was not simple.

Facing Sif's questioning, the little newsboy's eyes gradually blurred until he lost consciousness, and the original boy's voice gradually disappeared, replaced by a mature baritone.

"You can think of me as Rupert. After all, the owner of this body is not me, but it is me, Rupert, who controls his soul at this moment."

That's it.

Rupert didn't want his secret meeting with Sif to be discovered, so he used the newsboy as a medium to perform the secret art of soul possession to communicate with Sif.

He was very cautious.

The murderous intent in Sif's eyes disappeared, leaving only enthusiasm.

"Mr. Rupert, please take a seat."

"No need, time is precious, I'll keep it short."

Rupert did not explain where the special issue came from, who he was, and how he recognized Sif's true identity.

He didn't say, and Sif didn't ask.

Some things don't need to be known in detail.

Sif knew about the past when the tree elves and blood elves broke up, and she could also feel that the elven blood in her body was reviving after accepting Roland's inherited knowledge. She also gradually accepted the fact that she was a descendant of the elves.

Elves are beautiful and powerful, and normal people certainly don't mind having the blood of a strong person flowing in their bodies.

Rupert saw that Sif was not too surprised, and his inner admiration increased a little more.

She is worthy of being the general who once led the blood elves to resolve the disaster of the ancient tree!

The elves worship bloodline. There is a natural gap between the upper elves and the lower elves, and the royal family is the top of the upper elves.

General Sylph is also a royal family.

Because of her outstanding performance in the elven civil war, as long as nothing unexpected happens, she will naturally become the new elven emperor.

However, the accident came as expected.

Just when the old emperor was about to abdicate, the crown prince Sylph suddenly disappeared.

No one has ever seen Sylph again, let alone that she was killed during her escape, leaving only a pair of jade feet falling into the Sea of ​​Annihilation.

Rupert didn't know the inside story, but he recognized Sylph's true identity and knew that the blood flowing in her body was awakening.

So he came.

Rupert didn't reminisce about the past, but got straight to the point.

"Your Majesty, are you planning to replace most of the cabinet?"

Rupert's straightforward question stunned Roland and Sif.

Would a normal person ask this directly?

Bad news: Rupert is not normal.

Good news: Fortunately, the Queen is also not normal.

Faced with Rupert's simple question, Sif answered even more simply.

"Yes. I hope you can serve as the Director of Intelligence and Minister of National Security of the new government."

"Ministry of National Security?" Rupert's eyes lit up.

Sif nodded slightly, "Yes, that's what you think."

Rupert was surprised.

He didn't expect Sif to be so direct. Facing Sif's invitation, Rupert only pondered for half a second before making a decision.

"I am willing to be loyal."

The small body of the newsboy Rupert stood up proudly, and his big eyes were full of pride.

Since he is the new Minister of National Security, he naturally has to show his real ability and can no longer be as lazy as before.

He cleared his throat and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, can I see the other names?"

"Can you keep it secret?" Sif asked back. ,

Rupert nodded calmly.

Sif's lips slightly raised, "Sir Rupert, of course I believe you, but I can do that too."

Her meaning was clear, refusal.

She cleverly put the fact that the secrets might be leaked here, and at the same time took care of the other party's face. This calmness is something that many emperors in their forties and fifties can't do, such as Ai Keke. In short, Sif is still making progress.

This is the level that the elven emperor should have.

Although Sif refused, Rupert could probably guess something. He didn't continue to ask, but lowered his voice mysteriously.

"Your Majesty, the traitors headed by Alban have been conspiring recently. They have even reached cooperation with many nobles."

"I have many enemies, and they are not the only ones." Sif was very calm.

"They plan to find Prince Fino back, just like you find a substitute to play yourself," Rupert's expression became even calmer.

This time it was Sif's turn to sit still.

She narrowed her eyes and said slowly: "I am very sure that Fino is dead. I have a magic mirror, so of course I can make it look very similar. They can't do it."

"Your Majesty, it's enough to be 70% similar. Ordinary people basically can't see Prince Fino as an adult."

Rupert's analysis touched Sif's blind spot in her furious thinking, and she suddenly realized.

Sif's eyes were as sharp as a knife, implying the violent power to tear everything apart.

"Just say it directly."

With Rupert's status and position, there is no need to be mysterious here.

Then be direct.

"Your Majesty, I have an anti-aristocratic friend. Because of coincidence, he is very close to the cabinet. After you landed, he thinks you are the final answer, but he has no channel to express his sincerity to you."

"He can invite these people to his home for a drink. As long as the wine is added with ingredients, these people can't escape."

So that's it. Through the secret operation of the noble who wants to correct the chaos, these people were gathered together and taken down all at once.

This idea is indeed despicable, but I like it, Roland commented silently.

With the traitor leading the way, the good days of these damned rebels are over.

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