In the Name of the Queen

The morning light awakens the sleeping city and the busy people, but it cannot awaken the young lovers who have been up all night embracing each other in the sun.

Feeling Roland's great passion again, Alina dodged in a panic, "You, don't you have anything to do today?"

"Yes, but it's not as important as accompanying you."

Roland's sincere gaze made Alina's cheeks red. She buried her head in Roland's arms and murmured:

"Roland, I want a child."

Since this window paper has been broken, Alina is frank and not hypocritical at all.

"Okay, after we finish the wedding, I'll give it to you first." Roland would certainly not refuse such a reasonable request.

However, Alina was not as excited as he thought, and her eyes were even a little lonely.

"You already have Sylph."

"You and she enjoy the same treatment." Roland looked at Alina in surprise, very puzzled.

It is said that girls are eager to wear wedding clothes and marry the one they love the most. Is what he heard false?

Of course it was not fake, but Alina was different from ordinary people.

She said softly: "You and Sylph are already engaged. Even if the wedding is held together, she is the undisputed wife in everyone's eyes."

Roland was silent.

Alina was right. No matter from which angle, Sylph was the wife.

Even if he announced that they were equal, Alina would be inferior.

He had to hold Alina's soft hand and said softly: "It doesn't matter what others think. I will treat you equally well."

Alina smiled brightly, and Roland's words were particularly warm. Her nose was slightly sour, thinking of Roland risking his life to go to Jinyuan for her, helping her to avenge and seize power.

With Roland's efforts, she should not have rejected his arrangement.

But she was really unwilling to be a concubine.

There was a hint of fatigue in her soft voice, "Roland, I shouldn't have rejected you, but I..."

"I understand."

Roland pressed his slender fingers on her lips and said in a deep voice, "I helped you, and you repaid me with your full support after you came to power. We don't owe each other anything, and you have the right to make a choice."

"I respect your choice, but it's a pity."

Roland shrugged, and his fiery eyes fell on Alina's fair skin.

"Such a beautiful girl is drifting away from me, and I still feel a little regretful in my heart."

Roland's words made Alina explode instantly.

She sat up, stared at Roland fiercely, grabbed his chest, and asked in a low voice with some annoyance:

"Roland, what do you mean? I am a well-educated and self-disciplined girl. Do you want to abandon me just for fun?"

Ah?

This time it was Roland's turn to be confused. You said you didn't want to marry, what's the matter?

Although he always couldn't understand girls, Alina still made his brain short-circuit instantly.

Seeing Roland's confused look, Alina burst into laughter.

She let go of Roland's hand, her cheeks slightly red.

"I just said I won't marry you, but I didn't say I won't be your lover."

Roland's eyes widened, and he was even more puzzled.

Even if others think that her status is lower than Sif, she is still a formally married wife, so how can she be a lover instead of a wife?

Seeing Roland's puzzled look, Alina's lips slightly raised, and she said softly and firmly:

"I am your first lover, right?"

"If you want, you can also be the last one." Roland probably understood Alina's thoughts and hurriedly carried her sedan chair.

"No."

Alina pressed Roland with her soft palm, "I don't want you to be bound by anything. Roland, you are free. But my world doesn't have so much time for the relationship between men and women, so I only have you."

"This is not fair." Roland was a little embarrassed.

"As long as you do one thing, it will be fair." Alina smiled happily.

"You say, I promise to do it." Roland felt a little guilty, and agreed without hesitation.

He understood why Alina made such a choice.

Alina is not a person, she is also the patriarch of the Bonaparte family, the emperor of the Golden Kite Republic, and the national goddess of the Golden Kite Republic.

The Golden Kite people are proud, and they can only accept being on equal footing with the top powers.

If Alina publicly marries Roland, she will be ranked after Sylph, which means that the Golden Kite Kingdom is a head shorter than Sussex.

Even if Alina is a liberator and the emperor of the Republic, it will not work.

Or it is precisely because of her high prestige that she cannot be a concubine.

Her marriage to Roland is a devastating blow to the dignity of the Golden Kite people.

They will never be able to raise their heads in front of the Sussex people.

The angry Golden Kite people may even impeach or even overthrow Alina.

It was the support of the people of the whole country that allowed her to ascend to the throne of emperor. If she hurts everyone, she will be spurned by everyone until she loses the throne of emperor.

But being a lover is different.

That is the private life of the aristocracy, and no one can interfere.

The Golden Kite people would even cheer because their emperor cheated on the Queen of Sussex.

Although Alina did not mention this twisted mentality directly, Roland completely understood it.

Alina's request was simple, "When you are with me, you are not allowed to think about other women!"

Roland would certainly not refuse such a simple request. He nodded gently and sighed, "I'm sorry for putting you in trouble. I heard that every girl is the most beautiful angel when she puts on her wedding dress."

"What a pity."

Alina said disapprovingly: "Even if I put on the best dress, can I steal the spotlight from your wife?"

Of course not.

Competing with Sylph for charm is as absurd as competing with Sophia for strength.

Combining the charming advantages of both humans and elves, her beauty is natural and impeccable.

Alina was not modest, just a little helpless.

She could say it, but Roland couldn't accept it.

He smiled and said: "Everyone has a unique charm. Your independence and self-confidence cannot be learned by others."

Roland is not bragging, Alina is indeed an independent female representative of this era.

If she gets married, even if she marries Roland alone, most of her halo will fade away.

Successful in career, outstanding in strength, beautiful but not vulgar, and not succumbing to secular marriage.

Such women would be cool even in the 21st century, let alone the Age of Enlightenment.

Being single is also part of Alina's charm.

Roland had nothing to say, so he could only hug Alina tightly and give her the hottest warmth.

Being held in Roland's arms, Alina's body was as warm as a small stove.

Finally she couldn't stand it anymore, bit her lip and whispered softly: "If you are okay, then..."

Roland responded with action.

He couldn't understand Alina's heartbeat. After all, the armor protecting her heart was a bit thick.

But he felt Alina's body temperature rising.

Like a blazing fire.

Roland, who transformed into a firefighter, began to put out the fire that he had started.

Roland didn't leave Alina's mansion until noon.

No one noticed that his calves were shaking slightly.

Maybe it was because she didn't know when the next meeting would be, maybe because of Roland's understanding and respect, or because she wanted to leave a legacy to the family as soon as possible, but Alina's enthusiasm simply made the succubus feel overwhelmed.

Roland was sweating like rain, and finally left with dignity in this long tug-of-war.

The warm spring sun shone on him, allowing him to regain some of his strength.

Thinking of Alina's enthusiasm last night and her calmness this morning, Roland sighed in his heart. Being at the top of the power pyramid can gain power that countless people envy, but he will also lose a lot.

Sylph could not reunite with her father like an ordinary family.

Sophia could never feel the warmth of family.

Alina was concerned about the national sentiment and could only be his lover.

In order to repay her teacher for her past care, Christine must preserve the Wende Empire.

Even Sister Lisa, who used to be extraordinarily simple, has to stand up for her motherland, the Kingdom of Thalia.

Everyone has something they have to do.

He is also included.

Roland found a restaurant to have a hearty meal to replenish his physical strength, which was as intense as a hundred battles last night, and his somewhat sluggish energy gradually gathered.

He narrowed his eyes and began to sort out his thoughts.

In front of Sophia, he must show his composure that everything is under control, but the Kingdom of Tyrol is by no means easy to deal with.

He had no useful information about how deeply the Dark Ones had penetrated into this country and what the attitude of the non-Dark One descendants of Odin was towards the Dark Ones.

Sophia killed too quickly.

According to his understanding, it would be better to kidnap Queen Sissi and torture her slowly.

After all, she is a Darkin pathfinder, and the information she possesses must be extraordinary.

Sophia was really happy with the killing, but the difficulty of the aftermath was infinitely higher.

Although Roland has a general idea, there are still many details that need to be considered.

After lunch, he walked into the city-state city hall of Vaal alone.

He is the Caesar of the Sussex Empire, the Prime Minister of the Golden Kite Republic, the Cardinal Chancellor of the Vladimir Empire, and the honorary consul of the Vaal City State.

So he also has his own office in the city-state of Vaal.

The guard captain at the door knew Roland and saluted him nervously.

The recruits next to the guard captain did not recognize Roland and saluted along with the captain in confusion, but could not figure out Roland's identity.

Seeing that Roland had a young appearance, extraordinary appearance, and was wearing gorgeous casual clothes, he subconsciously knew that Roland was a young man or a second-generation nobleman.

He didn't have much respect for such people.

Watching Roland's back disappear at the top of the stairs, he couldn't help but complain: "Captain, I have never seen you so nervous. Does this person have a good background?"

The guard captain looked at the clear-eyed recruit, pondered for a moment, and said slowly:

"He has many identities, but any one of them can make our motherland completely disappear."

The recruit was so frightened that his lips turned white and he asked nonchalantly: "Is he the monarch of some big country?"

The captain of the guard looked at the recruit with an idiot's eyes and sighed: "Monarch? He is not a monarch, but he can influence the decisions of three superpower monarchs and a pope."

"At least three and a half!"

The guard captain thought of Sophia's strength and revised his exaggerated statement.

Roland can decide half of Queen Sophia's decision.

As for Sylph and Alina, Roland's will is the holy will.

The recruit wanted to ask a few more questions, but was stopped by the guard captain.

"Okay, young people, stop thinking so much, do your job well, be less impetuous, and endure more hardship!"

The recruit was so frightened that he was sweating. He quickly stood up straight and stopped talking nonsense.

While the guards were discussing Roland, he had returned to his office.

Walking into the honorary executive officer's office, Roland looked at the spotless room and the well-organized bookshelves, feeling a little emotional.

Vaal City is worthy of being the central city of the mainland, the center of exchanges between countries, and doing things in the right way.

Although he was only an honorary governor in name only, the respect of the Val city-state for him was not superficial.

He had just sat down when there was a knock on the door, and at least 4 sweet female voices with plus signs rang out from outside the door.

"Sir Governor, are you free now?"

"Let me in."

Roland wanted to say that he was very busy, but he didn't refuse.

It was his first time in this office, and the political secretary came to the door.

He was a little curious, what was it?

The political secretary gently opened the door, walked over lightly, put the documents on the table, and then stepped back five meters away from Roland.

"Sir Governor, this is last year's government work report and this year's work plan, and there are several very important documents, please take a look."

Roland wanted to say that he was just a figurehead, but looking at the expectant eyes of the political secretary, he couldn't say it.

So just take a look.

Anyway, he was just taking a look.

Opening the government work report, Roland was just going to take a look at it casually, but he was still moved by this work report.

This work report does not have the nonsense and official language that are common elsewhere. It gets straight to the point at the beginning.

It includes how much income and expenditure were made last year, what was done, and what was accidentally messed up.

There is no exaggeration of achievements, nor is there any avoidance of problems.

This alone is far more than several major countries.

Last year's work report covered all aspects from politics, economy, diplomacy, and people's livelihood, but the most important part of last year's work report was the Rodinia War.

The report writer frankly pointed out that the Val city-state is too small and cannot guarantee safety by its own ability.

To survive, they must stand firm and tie themselves to the chariot of the Free Alliance.

They have no choice.

If they are indecisive, they will be beaten by both sides at the same time.

After all, it is last year's work report, and they did not expect that something beyond their understanding, such as the Rodinia Alliance, would appear the next year.

At the end of the report, the damage caused by the war to the Val city-state is listed in detail.

They paid the price of more than 20,000 casualties, which was a heavy blow to the Val City-State with a population of only more than 700,000.

In terms of proportion, the casualty ratio ranks first among the countries of the Free Alliance.

Not only that, Val City also suffered heavy losses in the war. According to incomplete statistics, the direct and indirect losses exceeded 4.9 million pounds.

This is almost two and a half years of fiscal revenue for Val City-State, and more than 50 years of fiscal surplus.

This war destroyed a generation of Val City-State and also destroyed the huge wealth they had accumulated over the years.

Roland sat up straight and wrote red comments on the work report.

In the world before crossing, this was called an important instruction.

Roland's instructions were simple, let Val City-State take the lead in establishing the Rodinia Inland Shipping Committee, and at the same time negotiate with the Sussex Empire's trade department to establish a free trade zone.

Although the land in Val City-State is fertile, it is not much.

They must rely on industry, commerce and trade.

In order to motivate their loyalty and dedication, Roland decided to help them.

He even considered building Emre Port into a free port where the two countries share interests.

At that time, the goods of the Val city-state can be shipped to the sea through the inland river and to the port of Emre.

With smooth trade, the Val people will definitely make money with their business acumen.

In the second document, the annual work plan, Roland helped them to revise and improve it, so that they could hire workers from the Golden Kite Kingdom to rebuild their homes.

The reconstruction costs will be borne by the Val city-state, the Golden Kite Kingdom and the Sussex Empire.

Although it will cost some money, Roland thinks it is worth it.

This is a win-win solution for all three parties.

After reviewing various documents, Roland signaled the political secretary to take the documents away.

The political secretary was a little surprised.

The chief consul just reminded her to prepare the documents and give them to Roland once he showed up. If he didn't come, she was not allowed to take the initiative to find him.

Today Roland finally came, and she certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity.

She originally thought that Roland was just taking a look, but she didn't expect him to really write a red review.

Not only that, Roland also helped to formulate opportunities from the standpoint of the Val city.

The honorary consul really didn't treat himself as an outsider.

The political secretary was ecstatic.

As a native of Val, the political secretary knows very well the changes in the city-state over the years.

She knows even more how important it is to hold on to the big thick legs to the Val city-state.

Roland is their big thick legs.

Now that he has taken the initiative to respond, every Val person will be happy.

Looking at the happy expression of the political secretary, Roland thought to himself that every benefit has a price tag.

Val will become the central city of the world in the future. His help is very useful, but it is by no means free.

Val cannot choose to be neutral, but must stand on Roland's side.

The political secretary said goodbye and left. Roland had just picked up the tea to relieve his fatigue. Less than half an hour later, the knock on the door rang again.

Roland frowned slightly, but still said in a low voice: "The door is not locked, come in."

The person who walked into the room was the head of the General Office.

He brought a piece of news that surprised Roland.

Former Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Tyrol, Menette, came to visit.

Roland hasn't even sent out his ultimatum to the Kingdom of Tyrol, but they've come to him. What should we do?

First, rule out violence.

Anyone who comes to us is a guest. How can a host hit a guest on the head with something when he's in a bad mood?

Anyway, let's meet first.

Soon, an old man with a ruddy face walked into the office of the governor.

Roland looked at Menette in surprise.

This old comrade who was over fifty looked at least in his seventies.

He was aging too fast.

Just as Roland was exchanging polite greetings with Menette, the former prime minister of the Kingdom of Tyrol suddenly knelt down on one knee to Roland.

"Roland, save Tyrol!"

Roland couldn't accept the old man's gift. He quickly helped old Menette up and said seriously:

"Mr. Menette, if it's to save you, I might still try, but the Kingdom of Tyrol and I have no relatives or friends. I am not an official of your country, and even an opponent. How can I save you?"

"As long as you want, you can be!" Menette said firmly.

Roland frowned slightly, but still chose to decline.

"Sorry, I am now the cardinal minister of the Vladimir Empire. There are some things that I can't be willful about."

Menette wanted to complain a few words. Roland was not refusing, but just raising the price.

He quickly offered Roland a second reward, giving him the vacant earldom of Vistana in the Kingdom of Tyrol as his new fief.

Not only that, he also told Roland that if he liked any Tyrol lady, he could tell him directly, even if she was married, he would persuade her husband to make all concessions except divorce.

As long as Roland was willing to go!

He was not a good person if he was being nice to her without any reason.

Roland looked at Menette with a half-smile, and asked softly: "Tell me, what specific problem does your country need me to solve? If I can do it, I will not refuse."

"Of course you can. As a knight of light, it is your duty to dispel darkness."

Menette looked at Roland frankly and said without hiding anything: "The Dark Elves are invading our country, and even the former king's wife, Queen Sissi, is one of them."

"Your Highness, please save us."

Roland was stunned and asked puzzledly: "Who is your new king? Are you sure he has no connection with the Dark Elves?"

"I am very sure that the new king is a branch of the royal family and has a very good reputation. I have watched him grow up from the age of three to now, and I know him very well. After all, I am his uncle."

Roland suddenly realized.

So that's it.

It's you, Menette, who are waiting here.

Although it is a routine, it is a sincere routine.

Roland nodded and made only one request, that he would give a tour speech throughout Tyrol.

Spreading knowledge to every corner of the world is not noble, but selfish.

He must spread knowledge to become stronger.

Facing Roland's "unreasonable request", Menette smiled.

As long as Roland is willing to help, any conditions can be proposed.

Even if Roland is curious enough to want to taste the taste of the deceased Queen Sissi, he will arrange it.

Looking at Menette's fanatical eyes, Roland was a little confused.

This old guy won't have any crazy ideas.

Anyway, I wish him good luck. (End of this chapter)