In the Name of the Queen

Roland decided to go out in person to invite Norton.

But he refused to go with Sif.

Excessive respect will not arouse gratitude, but contempt.

This world is so real.

Roland did not intend to play a replica of another world like "Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage".

He is not the emperor's uncle, and the other party is not Wolong.

He doesn't have that much time, nor is he that patient.

He was prepared to take Norton and his daughter away at once.

Although Miss Shanina was brain-destroyed by love and deceived by dandies, her professional skills were quite good, at least 70% to 80% of Norton's level.

Roland was too lazy to care about his subordinates' private lives.

Who Miss Shanina wants to be friends with is her private matter.

As long as you can work and are willing to work, you are an excellent employee.

Bosses who are in charge of everything probably have something wrong with their brains.

The road in the countryside was difficult, so Roland did not take a carriage, but prepared two fast horses.

We set off early in the morning, swapped horses, and trekked all morning, finally arriving at Oak Town, where Mr. Norton lived in seclusion.

In this era, there was no rural revitalization and new rural construction, and the countryside was quite backward.

Oak Town is said to be a town, but it is actually a larger village.

The living conditions are so bad that dogs shake their heads when they see them.

Finding a home in Norton wasn't hard.

In this era, xenophobia was very serious in the countryside.

Mr. Norton left his hometown when he was young and lived a decent life in the city. When he returned to his hometown, he was inevitably a little proud.

Now that he is down and out, people who were suppressed by him in the past will naturally not respect him.

Norton's old house was demolished, so he had to build a new home in a lonely place outside the town.

Fortunately, he has money, so it's not so miserable that he can't survive.

Roland soon found Norton's home.

There was a knock on the door.

"Is Mr. Norton at home?"

"Norton is dead. He is not here. Please come back." The old voice was somewhat resentful.

"I am a good friend of Mr. Norton, and I am very sad about his unfortunate passing. Please allow me to come in and give him a last lift."

Of course, Roland knew that this was an order to expel guests, but he would never give up until he achieved his goal, so he naturally followed Norton's words.

"you!"

Angry voices sounded along with thumping footsteps.

A middle-aged man in his forties rushed out of the room with a shotgun and kicked open the courtyard door angrily.

He was about to raise his shotgun to threaten him, but he recognized Roland.

"Roland, why is it you?" Norton was stunned. The shotgun half held was frozen in the air, neither lifting nor releasing it.

Roland smiled, stretched out his hand to press the muzzle of the shotgun, and teased softly: "Boss Norton, is this how you entertain old customers?"

"Boss Norton is in the past. I have made enough money to retire in my hometown. Please call me Mr. Norton from now on."

Norton put down the shotgun and sighed, not letting Roland get in.

He hoped that Roland would retreat and not disturb him.

However, when Roland was shameless, he was shameless at all.

Roland smiled and patted Norton on the shoulder, then he helped Norton inside in a familiar manner.

"Boss Norton, you are still so hospitable."

Norton wanted to give Roland a good beating, but he knew that Roland had become the leader of the knights a few days ago and he did not dare to make a mistake.

Besides, he couldn't beat Roland.

Before Norton left the imperial capital, he happened to hear that Roland shot Carl Vinson to death on the spot in the royal salon and then became the leader of the Royal Knights.

He also heard about Roland and the Queen.

Well, that's not his thing to worry about.

He can't even take care of his own daughter, so he has no right to gossip about others.

He could guess Roland's intention of coming here to find him.

Roland, a popular person in front of the Queen, came to see him specifically. He was definitely not visiting an old friend, but had other motives.

His value is alchemy.

Don’t you understand what Roland wants?

If he had a choice, he wouldn't mind serving the Knights. At least joining the regular establishment would pave the way for his children.

But now his heart was dead.

His daughter failed to live up to expectations and caused him to be bullied by powerful officials. The wealth he had worked hard to accumulate for half his life was in vain.

He didn't know what the point was in continuing to work hard.

But Roland has been here, so naturally he won't give up easily.

It was unrealistic to try to block Roland from the door.

After understanding this, Norton stopped being pretentious, invited Roland into the room with a cold face, and poured Roland a cup of tea.

His expression was indifferent, but his angry movements when he put down the teacup revealed his true mood.

Roland almost couldn't help but smile.

Most people who engage in research are simple-minded and can't hide anything on their faces. Norton almost had the words "I'm very angry" carved on their faces.

He calmly drank a cup of tea and asked suddenly: "Norton, don't you want revenge?"

"What are you talking about, Roland! Who do I have a grudge against? I just made enough money to return home in fine clothes, to the place where my parents lived, and I want to spend my remaining years in peace."

Roland put down the teacup and said nothing. He just stood up and came to an oil painting.

He stared at the oil painting for a long time, and when Norton felt a hair in his heart, he suddenly tore it apart.

The oil painting was completely torn down, and there was a very hidden secret behind the oil painting. You couldn't tell any clues unless you looked carefully.

Roland did not continue to poke Norton's scar, but smiled and asked: "Norton, are you saying that all the wine bars hidden here are from 1982?"

This kid Raikkonen is really smart at what he does. He sneaked into Norton's house and found out everything.

Roland recognized his work very much.

"How do you know? Get out of here. You are not welcome here."

Norton was easily exposed by Roland. He was angry and pointed at Roland and roared.

Roland looked at him with a smile and mocked him casually: "Boss Norton, you don't dare to say "get out" to me at this time. What are you afraid of?"

Norton's blood rushed to his forehead. His fingers were trembling, and he finally let it go.

"Roland, we have been together for a while, so we are friends. You come to bully the old man too?"

Norton's voice was indescribably tired.

"Of course not, how could I be so bored that I came to bully you, I am giving you a chance, the only chance for revenge."

"Are you going to be an old man bullied by your neighbors here, and they will continue to bully your daughter after you are angry to death, or do you seek justice for yourself?"

"Norton, I will give you a chance, but only once. I respect technology, but I will not indulge anyone's bad habits. Refuse or accept, decide for yourself."

Roland stared at Norton with a sword-like gaze.

He really needs Norton, but he doesn't plan to support him.

They are a cooperation of mutual benefit, not one begging the other.

Without Norton, he needs to pay a great price, but it is not irreplaceable.

After all, there are not so many people in the Knights now. Even if he spends 30% more money to buy high-priced goods, how much more money can he spend?

Roland invited Norton to invest in the future, hoping that the Knights will not be controlled by others after the expansion of the army.

The three overseas provinces may not be without talents. Without Norton, it is just a difficulty, not despair.

He came to invite people.

But not to ask for help.

This is his attitude.