in the name of the queen

Chapter 12 Teacher’s Appreciation

Etiquette training continues as usual.

Because of Sif's special instructions, the general manager of the post office turned into a blind man and could not see Roland at all.

Roland, completely free.

To facilitate training, he even diligently vacated the general manager's office.

"It's well lit here at night, Ms. Margaret, please use my office!"

Faced with the general manager's enthusiasm, Margaret was naturally not polite.

This is a task assigned by Her Majesty the Queen herself and must be completed perfectly.

She will do whatever she can to achieve her goals as quickly as possible.

Squeeze Roland to the extreme!

When the training session started the next day, she was originally worried that Roland would not recover quickly enough, so she secretly brought a few bottles of alchemy potions to restore energy.

Seeing that Roland was full of energy, she silently put away the potion, bit her lip, and prepared to give Roland more strength.

She didn't expect that little guy Roland had such good physical strength. She was careless.

In order to quickly fulfill Her Majesty's instructions, Mr. Roland, please!
  Just like that, before Roland could be happy about getting an independent practice room, he was shocked by the training method proposed by Margaret.

There is a saying for walking the aristocratic step by stepping on the handrail of the stairs. What does it mean to practice walking by stepping on an upside-down wine bottle?
  How rare is it that a teacher in a fantasy world also teaches plum blossom piles?
  He was about to complain, but was forced back by Margaret's majestic gaze.

Forget it, the teacher is right!
  Hurry up and practice your etiquette and cheer up Her Majesty the Queen in the salon. Her Majesty is a young girl after all, so she might give him more rewards when she is happy.

In the same way, because Your Majesty is a young girl with serious emotions and holds the power of life and death, the consequences of being angry will be serious.

After the Queen gave the order, he didn't even have a chance to take out the old ticket to the Golden Kite.

At that time, I am afraid that he will also be charged with slandering the Queen.

Facing the harsh training program proposed by Margaret, Roland looked serious and accepted it calmly.

Margaret was impressed by him.

I thought the young man would complain a bit, but I didn't expect him to be so calm.

is a good boy.

Then increase your efforts!
  Margaret broke the special pointer into three pieces and threw them out at the same time.

"At the banquet, someone pretended to fall and bumped into you. How to deal with it?"

If Roland were the post office clerk, he would be beaten right up.

But he is a champion essayist and must be elegant when attending high-end gatherings.

Roland moved his steps gracefully and dodged three consecutive attacks in an instant.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, the teacup in Margaret's hand flew over.

"How do you handle troublesome colleagues gracefully?"

Roland's face turned pale.

He originally thought that Teacher Margaret was making a fuss, but now he realized that this was really a practical exercise.

With the amount of hatred he has in the literary world at this time, this kind of thing might actually happen.

Literary giants may not be able to hide their faces at the royal gathering, but they still have the guts to hint that a few little Karami are disgusting, and they are very bold.

The reasons are all ready.

I don’t accept it, I can’t stand it.

No one was instructing them, they simply couldn't stand Roland slandering the Queen.

No matter how it is explained, if what Roland writes is spread widely, it will have a considerable negative impact on the Queen's reputation.

What's wrong with a hot-blooded young man venting his anger on Her Majesty the Queen?
  what is this?
  Loyal! Sincerity!
  In the flash of lightning, Roland kept his upper body steady and took a step forward.

Although it was just a simple step, the tea cup flew out from behind.

The tea cup fell to the ground and tea splashed everywhere.

Not a single bit of it was splashed on Roland.

Roland stood up straight and asked loudly, "Madam, is there anything I can do for you?" Margaret was stunned and looked at Roland in disbelief.

According to her idea, facing such a sudden attack, it would be great to be able to stop and dodge the tea cup in an instant. However, Roland only accelerated slightly and let the cup hit the person behind him.

It is conceivable that if Roland is blocked by several literary giants, and if an angry young man throws a teacup in front of him, he can still handle it easily.

He can even use his positioning to allow the teacup to accurately hit the person in the blocked position.

This funny picture appeared in Margaret's mind, and she vaguely felt that if someone really did something bad to Roland, she might be the one to make a fool of herself.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a rare smile.

"You can come down now."

Roland stood on tiptoe and stood obediently in front of Margaret.

"Teacher Mary, do you want to continue now?"

Margaret said softly: "That's enough. The previous special training just made you prepared. I didn't expect you to be further ahead than I thought."

"Relax, you have to learn how nobles communicate."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief. The most difficult part was over, and Pingchuan was next.

Teacher Mary definitely didn't know that he had a super memory and he could easily remember no matter how complicated the rules were.

Roland was full of confidence and sat upright, waiting for Teacher Mary's instruction.

Margaret thought for a moment and said slowly: "Roland, you should know that there is a transitional class between nobles and commoners."

Roland nodded to express his understanding.

Among the nobles and commoners there were groups such as knights, artists and merchants.

The difference between them is that knights are officially recognized, and upper-class knights are even regarded as extensions of the aristocratic circle, while businessmen and artists only enjoy partial treatment.

Margaret considered the words carefully and pondered: "Actually, you don't need to master all the aristocratic etiquette, as long as you maintain an elegant posture during the banquet, after all."

She didn't continue because Roland took over.

"Teacher, I understand. After all, I am not a noble. If I learn too much, it may not be a good thing. I will use my discretion to find the right position between the nobles and upper-class commoners."

Margaret looked at Roland in surprise, her eyes gradually softening.

When she accepted the task, she felt somewhat conflicted in her heart.

After all, she is semi-retired. Who would want to work when she can stay at home?
  If Sif hadn't been looking for her, she really wouldn't have wanted to take on this hot potato.

According to her idea, a writer like Roland who became famous at a young age would probably regard himself as a talented and rare artist who would stare at everyone with his nostrils.

Etiquette training is boring, but actually not very intensive.

She just wanted to give Roland a show of strength and kill his arrogance before she could start teaching.

Don't be afraid of Roland being stupid, just be afraid of Roland being arrogant.

Etiquette classes are not difficult, but they are quite tedious. If students do not take them seriously, they will not be able to finish them in just half a month.

However, Roland's performance impressed her.

In the face of high-intensity training, he is calm and adaptable, and can handle it with ease.

After all, he had received professional knight training, so it was not surprising that he could pass these trainings. What really surprised Margaret was his mentality.

He was neither elated about winning a national award nor submissive in the face of the royal etiquette teacher. He was able to calmly accept his true status.

This young man is good.

Margaret's heart moved. Although Sylph has inherited the throne, she has not yet officially ascended the throne, and government affairs are controlled by cabinet ministers.

This child never thought that he could inherit the throne, nor did he manage a team. What he lacked most was talent.

She decided to report Roland's performance truthfully.

As for whether Sylph should use it or not, that's not her concern.

Roland, a student, can grasp boundaries well, and she can even better.

(End of this chapter)