In the Name of the Queen

After being stunned for a few seconds, they both laughed at the same time.

This smile actually relieved the suffocating atmosphere just now.

"You go ahead, Sif. Ladies first."

"Is this the priority law for ladies first?"

Sif complained softly.

Complaints were complaints, but she still cleared her throat and followed Roland's wishes.

"Roland, it starts from that essay collection."

"When I saw your submission, my first reaction was that someone was slandering my innocence, and then I wanted to kill the damn author."

She paused briefly and explained softly: "We didn't know each other at that time, so you can't blame me."

"I understand, so why did you change your mind?" Roland was a little curious.

If Sif was determined to kill at that time, he probably could only take Lisa with him.

With the resources Alina has at her disposal and the efficiency of Sussex Military Intelligence, the probability of Run away is not low.

That is another story called "Traveling to another world, obviously just participating in the essay competition, but accidentally offended the queen's reputation, so I had to take my sister and the girl who was a spy and captain into exile."

Sif said softly: "The teacher reminded me that the king's wrath can kill people, but it cannot convince the crowd. I choose to forgive, but I don't want to award the championship to someone without strength. I decided to meet you."

"You know what happened next."

"Of course Her Majesty the Queen cannot leave the palace casually, so it is Count Sif who comes to see you."

When Sif said this, the reason for the misunderstanding was naturally clear.

Roland didn't want to get too close to Queen Sif, but he became good friends with Count Sif.

What a strange combination of circumstances.

We have figured out how Sif became an earl, but what about the queen in the palace?

Faced with Roland's doubts, Sif also revealed that the Mirror Soul was imprisoned in the palace for her.

Roland's expression turned serious and he asked alertly: "The soul of the artifact?"

"Although the magic mirror has no fighting power and can only rank the charm of elite women around the world, she can chat with me, and I won't refute her even if she says it's a magical tool."

So it’s this kind of artifact?

Roland was a little disappointed.

I thought I found a good treasure.

He asked a few more questions and fell into deep thought, as if he was making some important decision.

Sif was a little flustered, she didn't want to lose Roland.

support.

Roland is the brains of the team and her spiritual support.

Without Roland, she would never be able to regain her power, or even save her life.

If she is still unable to advance to the seventh level, and Queen Sophia cannot win the title of emperor with her martial arts skills, she may get rid of some little trash in a rage.

"Roland, if you think it's inappropriate, I will go back to the palace and take back the magic mirror."

Roland shook his head slowly and said in a deep voice: "Take back the magic mirror. Is it convenient for you to leave the palace?"

"Of course it's inconvenient. If you always leave the palace secretly, you may even be impeached. After all, I have no foundation. If I don't obey, I will probably be replaced."

"Are you worried that the magic mirror will develop autonomous consciousness and become the new queen?"

Sif asked tentatively.

Roland shook his head slowly, "I never worry about this. Although the behavior of the magic mirror is a bit weird, the binding force of the master-slave contract is absolute."

"To achieve your goals you have to be able to move freely, so she has to continue to play queen."

Sif breathed a sigh of relief.

Staying in the palace is not the same as being an emperor, but being in jail is the same.

After tasting the sweetness of freedom, she didn't want to go back to the prison called the Palace.

After thinking for a moment, Roland's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "Sif, let's play an interesting game."

"What game?" Sif looked at Roland curiously.

"Usurping the throne."

Sif almost fell down.

Usurping the throne? She is the queen, whose throne is she trying to usurp?

Roland pressed his hands down and motioned for Sif to sit down.

Seeing Roland's gesture, Sif knew that she had a story to listen to, so she quickly sat down obediently, with her hands on her cheeks and a smile on her lips.

"Usurping the throne and treason are the eternal themes of the struggle between the emperor and his powerful ministers."

"Those cabinet ministers want to evade you, which is essentially usurping the throne. Although you are still the emperor, without imperial power there is no difference between you and a puppet."

"Like a magic puppet played by a magic mirror?"

Sif murmured to herself, her eyes dimmed.

Roland's metaphors are always so close.

She is not an object, she does not want to be a puppet.

"To deal with these usurpers, you have to understand the basic principles of usurpation. There is no better way to understand than to do it."

"So, I want to usurp the throne and usurp my own position?" Sif repeated in a murmur.

"right!"

After a long silence, a smile gradually bloomed on the corners of Sif's lips.

"Roland, you always bring surprises. This game is really interesting. You have to usurp the throne yourself once before you can know what these rebellious officials are thinking and doing."

"That's it. From now on, you will be my usurper-in-chief!"

Roland shook his head slowly and corrected: "Sif, let me clarify, you are not usurping the throne, you are just taking back your legitimate power."

Sif was stunned. Is this a tongue twister?

Roland started his first lesson on usurping the throne with a serious face.

"Usurping the throne means destroying the order and being despised by others. Therefore, the usurper must never admit that he is usurping the throne. It can be to correct the chaos, regain the orthodoxy, clear the emperor's side, and stabilize the situation, but it cannot be usurping the throne."

Sif suddenly understood and responded softly: "I understand, usurping the throne must have a legitimate reason that is at least superficially reasonable."

"Very good. You have started the most difficult step in usurping the throne, which is to clear your name. However, usurping the throne is difficult to start with, difficult to implement, and even more difficult to deal with. We will talk about other aspects later. First think of an impeccable reason!"

"I am the emperor's real daughter, and the queen is a fake?" Sif asked tentatively.

Roland slammed the table, and Sif stood up immediately in fright.

Roland smiled and motioned for Sif to sit down, "That's right, this is the best reason!"

"But when I said she was the emperor's daughter, others didn't believe me." Sif muttered softly.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you have strength, people will believe whatever you say. Next, you need to manage your team and expand your strength. Strength is the foundation for usurping power."

"So we want to rebuild the Knights and go to three overseas provinces." Roland had told these things, and Sif remembered them clearly.

"That's right. Once we manage our team well, we can find a suitable reason to counterattack."

Roland's eyes flashed coldly, and he said slowly:

"In the process, you have to put these powers on your own and gradually make the queen independent. When you return home, just give her a gentle push and the poor queen will dissolve into the vast ocean."

"Oh no, it's Count Sif who dissolves, and you will become the real queen."

Sif was silent for a long time and said slowly: "I understand."

"I've finished my business, now it's your turn."

Facing Sif's curious eyes, Roland knew that now was the best time to confess.

It's not harmful to say it, but it doesn't hurt to say it.

He said calmly: "After the death of the late Emperor, I realized that there might be a big problem with that submission, so I thought about leaving Sussex. On the dock, I met a guy named Alina."