In the Name of the Queen

"The maid has gone to prepare lunch. Please act as a model again during this time. Just sit normally this time."

Following Alina's instructions, Roland sat on the chair and posed in a standard military posture.

There was an inadvertent smile on the corner of his lips. The long-lost sunshine just passed through the window, and the golden beams sprinkled Roland's face, making Alina a little unclear.

When she held the legs of her glasses and looked carefully, the dazzling golden light gradually dissipated and turned back into ordinary sunlight.

A mysterious moment, but unfortunately it was very short and could not be captured at all.

Alina thought silently that Roland was also very good now, which easily reminded her of the way he sat on the railing of the dock and looked at the distance sadly when they first met.

At this moment, he was no longer sad, but handsome as always.

Alina was happy for her good friend Roland's good mood, but art sometimes needs flaws, and being too perfect is imperfect.

She picked up the brush with a little regret and started painting.

She had a good foundation in painting, and today she was only drawing a rough draft, so she made rapid progress.

When the maid stood at the door to remind her that lunch was ready, she had just finished the last stroke.

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's eat."

Alina smiled and stood up, inviting Roland to the small dining room.

The dining table was in the standard Golden Kite style, with a long side and a short side.

Alina sat down casually, facing Roland.

The distance between the two was only about one meter.

This was the distance between close friends.

Before she even touched the knife and fork, Alina passed the warmth to Roland. She was indeed a hospitable and excellent host.

"This is the foie gras sent from my hometown. This is the last one this year. It is usually frozen in the cellar. How does it taste?"

Although he was not very interested in this deformed fatty liver, Roland still politely picked up a piece of foie gras and put it in his mouth.

Hmm, it tastes really good, tender and smooth, and melts in the mouth. No wonder so many people flock to it.

He smiled and praised, "It tastes great, not inferior to the palace dinner."

Alina didn't like to hear this.

The chefs who went to Sussex Palace were at most second-rate in Jinyuan Country, but she brought the best chefs in Jinyuan Country.

The words she wanted to refute came to her lips, but thinking that she was about to return home, Alina softened her tone.

"Try this dish again, this is cream-baked snails."

Jinyuan giant snails are a well-known delicacy and a feast that foodies crave.

However, Roland was not very interested in this non-mainstream food. He was polite, but stretched his knife and fork towards the tender steak.

The delicious beef was still more to his taste.

Alina snapped her fingers, and the puppet maid came over obediently and poured wine for Roland according to her instructions.

Thinking that there should be nothing to do in the afternoon, Roland did not refuse.

"This is the wine of Raphael Manor in 1782. The climate conditions in our country were very good that year, and the sugar content of grapes was the best in recent decades, so the 82-year wine of Raphael Manor is very famous."

There is such a thing in this world. Is it the kind that you can't finish drinking in another 30 years?

Considering Alina's special status, this bottle of wine must be genuine.

Roland picked up the wine glass and toasted Alina first.

"May our friendship last forever, cheers!"

Although he didn't know what Alina wanted to do with him, it was always right to give her a compliment first.

Since they were friends, he couldn't just cheat him.

Alina's mouth corners slightly raised, and she smiled and teased: "Raise the wine glass and set a trap for me, is this your attitude towards friends?"

Roland certainly wouldn't be ashamed of this sentence.

He said calmly: "Of course I long for pure friendship, but you are not just Alina, but also the special envoy of the Golden Kite Kingdom."

Alina smiled and shook her head, clinked glasses with Roland lightly, and drank it all.

She was not angry because Roland gave her the hat of trying to destroy friendship.

People are leaving, so let's leave some good impressions.

"Roland, this is the last lunch."

Roland clasped his fingertips tightly, his face was slightly pale, and his throat was a little itchy.

Damn, this guy won't really poison me, right?

"I plan to go back tomorrow. Hey, why are you sweating? Lana, go turn down the fire in the fireplace, our distinguished guest is a little hot."

Roland chuckled and wiped off the sweat by lowering his head to fork the steak.

Alina could see his every move clearly.

She sighed softly and said faintly: "Roland, are you still worried about prying into fate?"

"That's not the case. It's been a long time since the incident."

"It's not over. It's still hidden in your heart." Alina frowned.

Roland put the steak into his mouth and felt the cooking skills of the authentic Jinyuan chef.

After a while, he slowly said: "Put yourself in your shoes. If we exchanged our identities, could you let it go easily?"

"I'm sorry." Alina whispered softly.

"Alina, next spring is graduation season, are you in such a hurry to leave?" Roland asked casually without continuing the previous topic.

"Well, this diploma is not that important to me. Besides, I can graduate early."

"Okay, I wish you a safe journey."

Looking at Roland's obviously relaxed expression, Alina said self-deprecatingly: "God bless, that damn foreign female spy is finally gone, thank God. This is probably what you really think?"

Roland laughed, neither admitting nor denying, but calmly took out the token of boarding from his shirt pocket.

The magic paper sign in the shape of an old ship ticket.

"Alina, I remember you spying on my fate, and I remember you giving me this ticket when I was desperate, personally drawing your gun when I needed help, and providing help when I needed intelligence."

"I may be a headache for you, but I am nine points grateful."

Alina's eyes suddenly lit up.

After a while, she smiled and teased: "I thought this old ticket could bring a potential writer to our country, but I didn't expect you to progress so fast and become the leader of the Knights in a blink of an eye."

"I only saw the potential indicated by your fate, but I didn't expect the potential to be so terrible."

Roland responded softly: "I will remember this recognition. This is the first time I have been valued so much. By the way, is there anything you are anxious to return to your country for?"

"It's nothing. I originally hoped to break through to the next level by observing your fate, so I stayed. Unfortunately, your fate is becoming more and more difficult to observe, and there is no point for me to stay."

Alina lifted the ends of her hair in a chic manner, and her long hair seemed to float in the sea breeze.

"I chose another path. I will embark on the road of [travelers], take my fleet, and wander around the world until I find the treasure in my heart."

That's really good. Too dangerous.

The ocean in this world is very violent, and the shipbuilding industry is very backward.

A ship of several thousand tons is just a small boat in a wild storm.

There are even mysterious trolls in the deep sea, ready to devour human lives at any time.

Although he often teases Captain Alina, he is really worried if she really becomes a pirate king.

"Stay, I will help you observe my fate."