in the name of the queen

Chapter 111 We are the champions

Just when Angelina was full of energy and wanted to say something, her attitude suddenly softened.

She gritted her teeth and said coldly: "I will investigate this matter to the end. I will not affect your country's Glory Day celebration, but the traitors must be brought to justice."

The show goes on.

The host's voice shook as he announced the title of Adam's play.

He is not a fool, he knows that he is in trouble.

I regret that I shouldn't have taken Finley's money and played tricks on such a national ceremony.

Beads of sweat rolled down from the host's forehead, his voice was trembling, and he subconsciously searched for Finley, but found nothing.

After these twists and turns, Adam's state was somewhat affected.

He was on fire.

Since someone chased him to a foreign country and refused to let him go, should he still be a coward?

Before starting the performance, Adam glanced at Angelina with a wild and contemptuous smile.

"Oh my God, the imperial envoy from Saint Rakshasa Castle will arrive soon!"

When Adam opened his mouth, he spoke in a standard tongue-picking tone.

He spoke in fluent Sussex, but anyone could tell he was playing Rurik.

Oh no, in this drama they are called Rakshasa people.

This play was originally called "The Imperial Envoy Rurik", but because it involved the real name of the country, it might cause diplomatic disputes, so it was finally renamed "The Imperial Envoy".

The background of the story has also changed from the Rurik people to the Rakshasa people.

But looking at Adam's confident appearance and way of speaking, everyone knew what he was playing.

When a satire looks like it's satirizing the Ruriks, it's a no-brainer.

Without the previous conflict between the envoy and the queen, the audience might not have much resonance.

There are even many reasonable people who use strange words such as "It's the same in our country" and "But what does this have to do with me, who earns twelve shillings a month?"

But it's different now.

It was the Ruriks who openly provoked the empress first.

People really need a hearty counterattack.

Adam's satire couldn't have come at a better time.

So much so that some viewers even felt that the show was improvised.

Roland returned to the backstage and waited with Sif to go on stage.

Seeing Adam's impassioned performance, Sif showed a knowing smile.

"It's so funny that those officials were so panicked because of a fake imperial envoy."

"Because there is something wrong in their minds."

"These greedy Rurik vampires." Sif complained softly.

Roland smiled and teased: "If I hadn't cared about your feelings, the play performed today would have been The Sussex Envoy."

"The same goes for our country?"

Roland was silent.

Sif also fell silent.

Sussex, of course.

The Sussex people also have two arms and one mouth, and are not fundamentally different from the Rurik people. They also have all the problems that power breeds.

"Is this show for me?" Sif asked softly.

"If you can think of this, this drama is not in vain." Roland was really pleased.

"I know, I will change everything." Sif's eyes flashed.

"What are you going to do?" Roland was a little curious. This is a problem that has no solution in ancient and modern times, and there is no successful template that can be used for reference.

"Draw a red line, and punish anyone who crosses the line." Sif said decisively.

"If all these officials are killed, who will serve His Majesty?" Roland was curious.

"You want to say that greedy people can't be killed, right?" Sif's voice was very soft.

"Indeed."

"I know too. You said that no fish swims in clear water. So I set an insurmountable red line for them. The standard of this red line is not low. They can live a good life and obtain a respected title. Running the territory and family business.”

"To trample on such a loose red line means you are greedy and must be killed." Sif's eyes were burning with fire.

Roland was really shocked this time.

This idea is quite similar to the idea of high salary to support integrity.

The problems that power breeds may not be eradicated, but they can be controlled.

As long as it is controlled within a certain range and does not affect the growth of big trees, it is benign.

Roland wanted to praise Sif, but there was not enough time.

Adam's show was reaching its climax and was about to end.

Backstage staff reminded him and Sif to prepare for the stage.

Just when Roland was about to leave, Sif suddenly grabbed his hand and asked softly: "Do you know all your lines by heart?"

Roland smiled and teased: "I only have a few words in total, but you should not forget them."

"Of course I won't forget it." Sif puffed up her chest proudly.

More than just forgetting it, Sif always had the feeling that these lines were words she would say naturally.

The Elf Queen is a queen, she is also a queen, they are the same.

Her Majesty the Queen knows very well how she will feel when she returns to her hometown after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers and sees the familiar sea of flowers.

What she doesn't quite understand is how she feels when she meets her long-lost lover.

After all, she has never been in love.

The book contained all kinds of knowledge and many love stories, but she always felt something was not right.

She remembered Roland's reminder.

"There is no template for love. The love of the Elf Queen is whatever you imagine it to be."

When Roland spoke, there was no light in his eyes for the first time, and he was evasive.

She understood that he was also completely innocent in this regard.

They are the same.

As Sif and Roland prepared to take the stage, Adam's performance reached its climax.

The imperial envoy he plays makes a serious request to the mayor, hoping to marry the mayor's daughter.

"Mr. Mayor, you don't want Her Majesty the Queen to know about the money you have made over the years, right?"

"If you become my father-in-law and we are a family, will I still harm you?"

This joking line is an appropriate adaptation by Roland based on the original work.

The plot of the original work is not changed, just another way of telling it.

The audience laughed loudly and mocked the mayor for being a big grudge.

They can see it clearly, but the people in the situation can't see it clearly.

Without much consideration, the mayor agreed to the young man's proposal and packed his daughter overnight to be given to the "imperial minister" in his mind.

In the original work, the young man was afraid that the matter would be exposed and ran away overnight, but Adam felt that it was unscientific.

Pretending to be an imperial envoy is a serious crime that will result in the loss of one's head and the exile of the entire family.

You even dare to pretend to be an imperial envoy, but you dare not capture the mayor's daughter?

Roland felt that Adam still understood the Rurik people, so he adopted his opinions and revised the script.

The mayor's cowardice, the officials' panic, and the arrogance of the fake imperial envoy were perfectly displayed on the stage.

The audience burst into cheers.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Happiness is moving crazily from the Vladimir Imperial Mission to the Sussexes.

Angelina almost fainted.

Her hands were trembling slightly, and her lips were about to bleed.

Just when she was about to explode, a chill came from behind her.

"Anger is the devil, kill it."

Angelina was startled, and her rapid breathing gradually became evener.

She closed her eyes and let her trembling eyelashes return to peace.

After calming down, the cheers and jeers outside seemed less harsh.

Seeing Angelina's changes, the mysterious man sitting behind her with his face covered by a blue veil smiled.

Maybe it won't be long before the empire will have another eighth-level transcendent.

Adam's show is over.

At the end of the play, the satisfied young man got up from the mayor's daughter's bed, quickly rolled up the valuable gifts and gold coin bag and ran away.

While escaping, he did not forget to ridicule.

"Haha, if you can, go to the Holy Rakshasa Castle and sue me. Just say that I took your illegal income."

The audience burst into laughter.

Yes, do you dare to sue?

When the headless officials were looking for the missing imperial envoy, the postmaster, a voyeur who liked to open other people's letters, angrily approached the mayor. He found the letter left by the young man.

Turns out it was all a scam.

The young man mocked all the officials present and gave each of them an insulting nickname.

Just when the officials were furious and wanted to send people to chase him, a high-pitched voiceover came from outside the city hall door.

"The imperial envoy has arrived——!"

The real imperial envoy has arrived.

The whole audience burst into laughter.

The play ended with the officials stunned.

When Adam took the stage with the entire cast, the cheers came one after another, almost overturning the entire King Power Square.

Off the stage, Finley's face turned slightly dark.

He knew very well that he lost.

It's not the quality of the actors' performances or the script that's lost, but the layout.

He longs for peace from the standpoint of "national interests", but he is suspected of bowing his head after all.

For the arrogant Rose Flag Sussex people, this feeling is not pleasant.

If he hadn't taken advantage of the Macbeth family's fame and arranged a trap in the crowd in advance, he might have lost even more miserably.

He calculated everything, except that Adam and Roland could defeat him head-on.

You can fake it, but the cheers from the audience won’t change.

Can he still hold the audience's head in and force them to vote for a show they don't like?

In Finley's self-deprecation, the final program of the Glory Day celebration came on stage.

"The Return of the Queen" starring Sif and Roland.

This is a very simply choreographed play.

A simple summary is that the queen appears, comes to the sea of flowers, meets her lover, they sit in front of the moon well, sing to express their longing for each other, and finally walk to the sea of flowers holding hands.

But Roland knew that this performance was unbeatable today.

Avenue to Jane.

The audience wanted to see the Queen, so the Queen came. He wanted to know how to lose?
At this time, it was close to dusk and it was getting dark.

Melodious music sounded, the stage curtain slowly opened, and all lighting props were prepared.

The birth-inducing magic prepared in advance creates a small sea of flowers on site.

A tall natural ancient tree cannot be made on site, so use alchemy to make an exceptionally beautiful tree covered with magic lights.

The audience held their breath.

They heard the Queen when the curtain was announced just now.

Although they don't expect the actors on the stage to perform the charm of their country's queen, they also want to see how charming the queen is.

The Elf Queen appeared on the stage wearing a light green dress.

The originally noisy square suddenly became quiet.

The train of time is frozen at this moment.

The audience was in tears.

This is their queen!

The Queen knew they wanted to see her, so she went on stage to perform in person to meet them.

In the crowd, an old man in his seventies wiped away tears and said that this was the best queen he had ever seen.

He didn't lie. The last queen of the empire ruled more than two hundred years ago.

The strong middle-aged man stood on tiptoes just to get a better look at the queen.

The plot is no longer important.

The audience is going crazy for the Queen.

I don't know who took the lead. Someone shouted "Long live the Queen", and then more and more people followed and shouted inspiring slogans.

Until the Elf Queen began to sing.

The magic teleportation array sends her gentle and clear voice to everyone's ears.

The audience in the distance couldn't see clearly the Queen's figure, but they could hear her holy and heavenly voice.

The world is so quiet.

Only Sif sang.

Standing on the stage, Roland finally understood his position.

VIP singing seats.

Playing the role of the royal husband, he was immersed in the elf queen's graceful singing voice and couldn't extricate himself.

He was very sure that even if she went to another world, Sif could become a national treasure-level singer with her singing voice.

This is talent.

God will force you to eat.

Unfortunately not in this world.

In this world, strength speaks for itself.

He looked at Sif softly and listened quietly.

Sif's singing voice is soft and melodious, expressing her mood.

When she turned to Roland, his heartstrings were plucked.

Under the World Tree, the silent sea of flowers bloomed again.

They danced and swayed, welcoming their king back.

Everyone was fascinated by Her Majesty the Queen's singing, but some people in the area where the Vladimir Empire's envoys were sitting could not sit still.

Angelina clenched the short staff in her hand and tried to stand up.

Queen Sylph can't be allowed to continue performing.

She wants to use the short staff given by the Queen to summon a blizzard and destroy everything.

Just as she was about to stand up, a slightly disappointed voice came from behind her.

"This is flawless beauty, appreciate it with your heart."

Angelina sat down obediently, as quiet as a kitten.

When Sif finished singing the last song, according to the script, Roland should come forward to greet her and say that simple welcome line.

But Roland forgot.

He stood there, his eyes falling gently on Sif's cheeks and shoulders.

He looked at her carefully, following her beautiful face to her long eyelashes, straight nose, and then her graceful figure.

He looked so hard, as if he wanted to engrave this beautiful moment in his mind.

He couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was Sif or the elf Sif.

Can't tell if this is a dream or reality.

I can’t tell whether this is a stage or a sea of flowers.

He couldn't tell.

But he knew that no matter what he said, it would destroy this extremely quiet beauty.

He was moved.

This time it's reality.

Bad news: Sif doesn't know yet.

Good news: Sif doesn't know yet.

applause.

Breaking the beauty of silence.

This show can no longer be performed.

Staring at each other at this moment has become an art.

The applause gradually gathered into a sound wave that resounded over the square.

The outcome has been decided.

There were too many spectators pouring into the venue, and it was almost night time. To ensure personal safety, the Minister of Culture and Education thoughtfully changed the voting session to on-site support.

He announced the names of the contestants and the author of the original work in turn, and the audience cheered to express their support.

The names of other contestants appeared and they received applause.

Finlay's name came up, and there was a mixture of applause and boos.

Adam's name appeared, and the applause and cheers were loud and long-lasting.

When the Minister of Culture and Education announced the names of Sif and Roland, there was only one cry left in the audience.

"champion!"

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