In the Name of the Queen

Roland stayed in Emre Port for a week.

The end point of the imperial tour also stopped at this port where the three overseas provinces were first landed.

Looking at the rosy Caesar and the radiant and dazzling queen, the officials exchanged glances with each other and vaguely understood a lot.

They did not go up the mountain to disturb them, but let the queen and her lover enjoy the beauty of their world.

Some people thought they were already a couple, and some people knew that they had only successfully passed the last level in the past few days.

Whether they knew it or not, the officials silently sent their blessings and then thought about what gifts to send.

This gift should not be light or vulgar, which really made them rack their brains.

Roland and Sif ignored the people outside. They stayed quietly in the hot spring villa and enjoyed the last tranquility before the blizzard came.

The last piece of information they received was that the main force of the Wende Empire was defeated by Suvorokin, a famous general of the Vladimir Empire.

Although the Wend Empire still had hundreds of thousands of regular troops and could mobilize millions of serfs to join the army, this tragic defeat completely changed the direction of the war.

It would take at least half a year for the temporarily recruited troops to form the most basic combat effectiveness.

The Wend Empire could not survive this half year.

Whether it was destroyed, exiled or a vassal, their existence as an independent empire was limited.

On the day of receiving this news, Sif waved her pen and stopped aiding the Wend Empire.

Since they no longer had the ability to continue to consume the enemy, there was no meaning for them to exist.

She secretly rejoiced that Roland insisted on not forming an alliance with the Wend Empire.

Since they were not allies, they naturally had no obligation to protect them.

The demise of the Wend Empire was just the beginning of the tragedy of many countries in the future.

Roland guessed the outcome of the Wend Empire's defeat, but he did not expect the process to be so easy.

Sophia did not take action, but General Suvorokin of the Army took action to end the battle.

Not only could the Wend Empire not stop the Vladimir Empire, it could not even force the opponent's trump card.

This kind of cowardly behavior is indeed not worthy of more international aid.

The chaos is coming, and only those who save themselves can be saved.

After enjoying the gentle countryside for seven days, Roland reluctantly left the hot spring villa, and his legs trembled as he embarked on the journey to Mont Blanc.

The past seven days have been the happiest seven days since he traveled through time and space and was reborn.

To be fair, Sif may not be the most considerate wife, but she must be a soul mate that can only be met in dreams.

She is not perfect, but she is absolutely beautiful.

With the nourishment of love, her charm shocked the magic mirror.

With her charm as the benchmark of 100 points, the magic mirror quietly adjusted Sophia's charm to 97 points, and the other list members lowered their scores in turn.

If this contest was a beauty pageant, Roland would have opened the champagne.

Unfortunately, it was not.

This contest was a showdown of strength.

Not only did Roland not dare to open the champagne, he also covered Sif's lips that were about to set the death flag.

He kissed her fiercely, and let her go only when Sif was out of breath.

"You are already my wife."

As long as the husband-wife relationship is confirmed before the war breaks out, the deadly banner of "getting married after this war" will be invalid.

Roland is not superstitious, but he is always stubborn when he believes in evil.

He took the hot air balloon modified by Christine to Mont Blanc.

This is the fastest way to move.

Miss Saint's expression was a little lonely.

It can be seen that she still regards the Wende Empire as her motherland. Although she did not go back to be buried with the corrupt royal family after weighing the pros and cons, she was still very sad to hear the news of the defeat of the Wende Empire.

Just when Roland was thinking about how to comfort her, Miss Saint had already adjusted herself.

She smiled and said, "Don't worry about me. Since I have made the choice, I will never regret it. The defeat of the Wende royal family just proves that our inference is correct."

"Only when the supply line of the Vladimir Empire is stretched to the limit, we will have a chance."

Seeing that Christine got out of her sadness so quickly, Roland also tactfully did not mention this matter, but chatted casually.

"Am I qualified to preside over your wedding with Sif?" Christine's voice was very light, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

Roland was slightly stunned. He really hadn't thought about this.

Although the royal tradition of the Sussex Empire is that the clergy of the Temple of Plenty preside over the wedding, as he and Christine have a good relationship over the years, the relationship between him and the Temple of Plenty is not very good.

Asking the Pope or Cardinal of the Temple of Plenty to preside over the wedding will definitely cost extra.

If not, the believers of Plenty will have wild thoughts again.

Asking Christine to preside directly is also a good choice.

After all, he is a Knight of Light. What's wrong with asking the Saint of Light to preside over the wedding?

Religious beliefs are free in Sussex. The Temple of Plenty is dominant, but there are also many people who believe in light and nature.

Roland's eyes lit up.

Since we don't ask the old man from the Temple of Plenty to preside over the wedding, the wedding can be held overseas.

He smiled and clapped his hands, "Okay, thank you."

Christine turned her head and stared at Roland's eyes, trying to find traces of a joke.

However, Roland's eyes were clear and calm, just like

Christine looked into the distance and saw Lake Val.

It was also blue and clear.

Her eyebrows gradually curved with a smile, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.

"I should thank you."

In religious ceremonies, the importance of presiding over a wedding is second only to baptism.

If she can officiate the wedding of Roland and Sif, it will represent the expansion of the Diocese of Light.

This is a great achievement in opening up new territories. She can easily overwhelm Irene and win the selection of the Saint.

And Roland also has to bear the wrath from the Palace of Abundance.

Christine didn't even know how to repay Roland. After all, the favor was too great and the price he had to bear was too great.

She looked a little solemn and said in a deep voice: "Perhaps I can only repay your kindness when I become the Pope."

"I believe you." Roland smiled and nodded.

This is a two-way investment.

He and Christine both thought the other would win.

The feeling of being trusted is really good.

Christine grabbed the edge of the hot air balloon basket and looked at the rivers and lakes in the distance, remembering the past when they first met.

"Do you still remember when the teacher and I dressed up and boarded the ship?"

"Remember. You don't have to worry about it. Sif is good at insight. It's not surprising to see through your disguise."

Christine suddenly looked back at Roland, unable to believe her ears.

Extraordinary abilities are the privacy that extraordinary people cannot reveal.

Roland actually trusts her so much?

She hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Roland, how sure are you?"

"If the fight started now, there would be almost none."

Kristine frowned slightly and sighed softly: "Is there still time?"

"Yes, I have almost unlimited room for growth."

"That's good, I will fight side by side with you. I have been blessed by the goddess, and I can achieve the strongest explosion of the same level at critical moments. Even Sophia may not be able to stop it."

Kristine smiled confidently, but there was still half a sentence left unsaid.

The power of God will be subject to many restrictions when entering the material plane. It is true that it cannot kill a completely powerful person of the same level, but is Sophia that strong?

She didn't believe it.

Of course, to ensure the success rate, she would wait until Sophia's physical strength was almost exhausted before hanging up the light beacon. At that time, the holy light would fall from the sky and kill the enemy.

Then the favor will be returned. She would leave this surprise to Roland.

Seeing Christine's suddenly confident expression, Roland said nothing.

If the goddess of light is a more powerful conceptual god, even if only a touch of divine power is projected onto the material plane, it will be indestructible.

But she wasn't.

The gods who first enter the divine realm are basically gods of power who master some laws.

The divine power she can project is only lethality, not divine power.

With Sophia's strength, she does have a chance to resist.

But this is the power of the goddess's projection, which may be able to injure Sophia and create favorable conditions for turning the tide of the battle.

Regardless of the effect, it is always a good thing.

The hot air balloon crossed the border between the two countries in just three days and stopped at Mont Blanc, more than a hundred miles away from the White Mountains.

Roland parachuted by himself, and Christine turned the hot air balloon back to Hanseatic City.

With the fall of the Wende Empire, the war will soon spread to the borders, and preparations must be made in advance.

Although the final battlefield was set on the line from Hansa-Var to Baishan, the land east of the battle line could not be thrown away casually, and had to be resisted step by step.

She has to do the work.

Roland has appointed her as the frontline commander to unified command of the war on the Eastern Front.

She didn't even have time to say a few words of humility, saying that she was just a clergyman from Wende, how could she serve as the military commander of the Sussex Empire before she was interrupted by Roland.

"Your military prowess is unmatched, and I trust you more."

Roland was not talking nonsense. Christine's military ability may not be the best, but her will to fight must be the strongest.

It's not a bad thing that she's a clergyman either.

When the war is over, there is no need to worry about her losing control of the military.

Her ultimate target is the Pope, not the Field Marshal.

Opening his arms in the air and letting the strong wind roar past him, Roland felt instantly relieved.

No matter how strong Sophia is, she is still not a god, he will win.

At the Mont Blanc Observatory, Alina, who was lazily standing on the rooftop admiring the snow, was in a daze.

According to estimates, Roland should have arrived seven days ago.

Even if we were delayed on the road, it wouldn't be a full seven days.

She was worried, fearing that something might happen to Roland.

The feeling of uneasiness is getting more and more torturous. I really can't wait any longer, so I might as well go down the mountain to find someone.

Just when Alina was tortured enough by waiting, she suddenly became aware of the sound of falling objects breaking through the air above her head, and she raised her head suddenly.

She stared blankly at the familiar figure falling from the sky.

Roland was waving to her with a smile.

Looking at Alina getting closer and closer, Roland couldn't help but want to laugh.

This way of meeting is really interesting.

Just when he was extremely anxious, the person attending the appointment fell from the sky.

This way of meeting is full of romantic atmosphere like a golden kite.

Although they are just good friends meeting, their relationship is much closer than ordinary friends.

Alina is a best friend worthy of life and death.

Just as Roland was preparing his cool lines for the meeting, the ground was getting closer and closer.

Alina jumped up suddenly and caught Roland from the air.

Parachutes in this era were not safe.

After all, there were no airplanes in this era, and the usage rate of hot-air balloons was also very low, and most hot-air balloons landed slowly.

Alina didn't want Roland to fall down in embarrassment.

Just when Alina caught Roland and was about to find a place with thick snow to land, the parachute was accidentally caught on a tall red pine branch.

Roland was hung more than thirty meters above the ground. Alina grabbed Roland and hung with him in mid-air.

This height is really embarrassing.

Although you won't die if you jump directly, you will still be slightly injured.

Even if he is not injured, he is still very embarrassed.

Roland wanted to land gracefully, and Alina wanted to hold him and land smoothly.

Unfortunately, the incomprehensible Hongsong ruined the plan.

Roland shrugged, smiled and teased: "The golden kite tree doesn't seem to welcome me."

“But the golden iris welcomes you!”

Since Roland doesn't feel embarrassed, Alina naturally won't give in.

She looked at the snow slope not far away and pointed towards it with a smile.

"We jump up there and slide down the slope. It must be exciting."

Roland glanced at the snow slope pointed out by Alina. It turned out to be a natural ski resort.

"Okay, let's dance together!"

The classic line "You jump, I jump too" flashed through his mind.

Maybe he needed to release the pressure of the approaching war, or maybe he didn't want to face the anxiety of Alina announcing the fate of the deduction, but he also wanted to try the excitement.

Alina didn't expect Roland to say such words. She pulled out her dagger, cut off the parachute rope, and flew towards the snow slope with a scream.

Roland grabbed her sleeves and let them fall together.

Alina was a little unhappy for some reason when she saw that Roland was only willing to grab her sleeves.

She bit her lip and squeezed Roland's hand, looking at him provocatively.

Why, are we so unfamiliar?

Roland also smiled.

Golden Kite girls are romantic and passionate, unlike Sussex girls who are conservative.

Alina didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but it seemed like he was being pretentious.

He held Alina's hand back, feeling the wetness in her palm, and yelled together.

The two of them landed on the snow slope almost at the same time, sitting down imagelessly like children, letting gravity take them down.

They shouted and laughed, as if they had forgotten all the troubles in the world.

Everyone has a childish heart.

At least at this moment, they were no longer powerful heads of state, but two children using playfulness to drive away their troubles.

"Come on!"

"Alas!"

They quickly merged into the white snowy slopes like two tiny dots.

Alina smiled happily, and Roland also laughed with her, until he turned around and saw the snow line approaching wildly.

He gasped and asked softly, "Can you figure out where we stopped?"

"ah?"

Alina was stunned for a moment, but she still frowned and started to deduce.

"It's strange. We seem to have to stop halfway up the mountain, and we have to stop for a long time. It doesn't make sense."

"You were right, the avalanche is coming, run!"

Roland grabbed Alina's hand, the wind blew under his feet, and he ran wildly on the snow slope like a snow leopard.

Alina looked back and saw that the avalanche was coming.

They were shouting and screaming all the way. This area had accumulated more than half of the winter's snow, so it would be strange not to have an avalanche.

Fortunately, they are all extraordinary beings, and a mere avalanche is nothing.

It's just the scenery chasing their running footsteps.