in the name of the queen

Chapter 127 As expected, it came unexpectedly

The sea breeze is pleasant and the sun is shining brightly.

For Xif, who is used to staying in the imperial capital, the vast blue sea has endless magic power, constantly arousing her curiosity.

Leaving the imperial capital prison and breathing the free air, her mood was particularly bright.

After going to sea, Earl Tyrone temporarily disappeared, and she became the queen again, while the magic mirror lay quietly in the bedroom to rest.

She was accompanied by two hundred and thirty knights of the Order of the White Rose.

Before departure, Roland frankly said that the trip would take a long time and be very dangerous, so everyone's wishes must be sought.

Don't force yourself if you don't want to go. Anyway, someone needs to stay at the headquarters.

What surprised him was that almost all the knights volunteered to participate.

Some people smell the opportunity to make great achievements, some are eating royal meals and serving the royal family, and some are simply following the crowd.

There are only a few who don't want to come at all.

Roland selected a mature and prudent Silver Knight as the stay-at-home captain, and everyone else set off.

This also includes Norton, which has just begun laboratory construction.

After hearing the news about going to sea, Norton chose to follow without any hesitation.

Roland was kind to him, and it was his hope for revenge.

He took his new daughter Nana with him, who was undergoing transformation.

Roland's dissuasion made him stop his own transformation, but his daughter's transformation could not be reversed, so he could only continue.

What surprised Roland was Raikkonen.

This kid was too young. Roland originally planned to let him stay in the imperial capital to build an intelligence network and be closer to home, but he refused with a smile.

Roland saw in his eyes the desire to make achievements and the ambition to get ahead.

In that case, let's go together.

Roland originally planned to build two sets of intelligence networks, one overt and the other covert.

Raikkonen is the intelligence network on the table, and Alina is the existence hidden in the shadows.

After going to sea, most people were happy, talking and laughing, except Roland.

His spirit was always tense and he did not dare to relax at all.

The first day passed without incident.

Bridges also specifically mentioned how safe the Strait of Dowall is when giving lessons to him and Sif.

"This strait is far away from the deep ocean. There are many ships coming and going, the weather conditions are very good, and there are no sea monsters to disturb you. Your Majesty does not need to worry too much."

Sif praised Bridges' professionalism, but Roland chose to remain silent.

The next day was calm.

The crew caught a lot of crabs and seafood with crab nets.

The purely natural and additive-free seafood is delicious and authentic, and everyone loves it.

Roland has no appetite, even if Lisa cooks it herself.

His frown deepened.

Not many people noticed anything strange about him, and even if they did, they just thought he was worried.

There is only one exception.

After dinner, in the captain's room, Sif looked at Roland curiously and asked softly:
  "Did you find something?"

"I didn't find anything, and Bridges said there was nothing unusual, but I still felt something was wrong."

Sif was speechless. She tapped the table with her fingertips and teased with a smile: "Existence means existence, non-existence means non-existence. This is what you taught me."

"I know it's unreasonable to say this, but I always feel that the silence around me is scary."

It is a wonder in the world that a dignified time traveler can go out safely.

If you add in the fact that Sif is born with a trouble-making physique, it would be an accident if nothing else happens.

Sif didn't know what Roland was worried about, but she had more confidence in Roland than she did herself.

Roland suspected something was going on, so there must be something going on.

She stood up suddenly, her voice was a little low, "Now let all the ships take a roll call, check the people, and see if there is any problem. If there is no problem, we can sleep peacefully."

She was hinting to Roland that if something really happened, he should discover it and solve it early.

If everything is fine, then don't be paranoid and have a peaceful sleep.

Sif smiled and said: "There are still about fifteen hours to get to Port Emre. There are still a lot of things to do after we get ashore. I want to have a good sleep."

Not wanting to ruin Sif's good mood, Roland also laughed.

Sif was right, there was no point in being suspicious.

It is even more inappropriate to use the absurd reason that time travelers are likely to get into trouble when they go out to be suspicious.

Then let’s check again.

After receiving the order, Bridges frowned slightly. He wanted to say something, but he skillfully raised his right hand in a military salute.

"As you command, Your Majesty!"

Anyway, we will arrive in Hong Kong tomorrow, so just treat it as an emergency drill.

There is no need to have a conflict with the Queen's number one favorite over this matter.

Although the Queen said nothing about Roland, Bridges had long believed that Roland was causing trouble.

How could Her Majesty, the kind and great Queen, make things difficult for everyone?

It must have been instigated by the pretty boy!
  Although I have some complaints in my heart, Her Majesty the Queen's order must be carried out.

Bridges executes orders very efficiently.

He ordered each ship to immediately take roll call and report the ship's status.

The captains of each ship were a little helpless.

The ship has anchored and the sailors have all gone to bed. It is not a torturous time for the whole ship to take roll call.

They soon figured out the source of their misfortune.

First of all, exclude General Bridges. He loves his soldiers as much as his son and cannot do such a thing.

Secondly exclude Her Majesty the Queen. She is too kind-hearted to do such a thing.

It must have been done by this shameless pretty boy Roland!

Amid everyone's slander, the fleet roll call began.

Fortunately, all ships have been anchored and the roll call will only affect the rest of the sailors and will not affect navigation.

After some troubles, each ship fired flares one after another to indicate that there was no problem with the ship.

The intelligence was gathered on the flagship, and Bridges quickly came to the captain's cabin to report the situation to the Queen.

He was very respectful to the Queen, but not so polite to Roland.

Although he didn't explicitly criticize him, he said a lot of words such as "The navy and the army are completely different" and "Army laymen please don't point fingers at naval affairs."

But he still underestimated Roland's thick skin. Faced with Bridges's subtle sarcasm, Roland just ignored the sea breeze blowing by his ears.

As long as you don't point your nose and curse, it has nothing to do with him.

Seeing Roland's lack of experience, Bridges' stereotype of him as a shameless pretty boy deepened even further.

Just when Bridges was about to say goodbye, Roland suddenly made a surprising statement.

"Let the fleet set sail."

These words immediately stunned Bridges.

Is it crazy to sail in large formations at night?
  In the era of sailing with extremely poor lighting conditions and low observation capabilities, traveling at night was very risky.

It would be understandable if a single ship was traveling alone, but why wouldn't it be crazy to have so many ships sailing together at night?
  Bridges couldn't bear it anymore and complained directly to the Queen.

"Your Majesty, if you think the Commander of the Knights knows more about naval warfare than the Rear Admiral, I can resign."

This sentence was pointed unceremoniously at Roland and expressed Bridges' anger.

Although Sif believed in Roland, she knew that she could not control the fleet without going through Bridges, so she quickly winked at Roland and signaled Roland to explain.

"Roland, there must be a reason for your sudden whim. Why don't you tell me." Bridges almost fainted.

Her Majesty the Queen was really fascinated by this pretty boy and almost lost her mind.

It's heartbreaking.

Facing Bridges' distressed expression, Roland said calmly:
  "General Bridges, don't you think it's a little too quiet outside?"

"listen."

He pointed out the window and said in a deep voice: "General Bridges, you are also an old sailor. Except for the famous windless zone, which sea area is so quiet at night?"

Hearing Roland's words, Bridges' face turned even more ugly.

"It's windy, didn't you hear it? It's quite windy."

Roland didn't say anything and walked directly to the door.

He casually raised a handful of scraps of paper he had just torn up.

The confetti flew into the sky, was blown away by the wind, and slowly fell to the ground.

There is wind, but not strong, far less powerful than the wind.

Bridges's face was as ugly as death, and he thought of something terrible.

He pulled out the musket from his waist, shakily stuffed the flare into the barrel, gritted his teeth and fired the red flare into the dark night sky.

A red trail pierced the night sky, sending an emergency order to all ships.

Weigh anchor and sail immediately.

The captains of each ship were a little confused. While executing the order, they kept using light signals to ask the flagship whether the order was wrong.

They soon got a clear answer.

The order is correct, execute it!
  The Sovereign moved the fastest, rushing into the darkness first to open a path for the fleet to advance.

Bridges barked orders for them to move quickly.

Sovereign took the lead, and other battleships and cruisers quickly set sail in a temporary formation.

Turn on all available lights on all ships to avoid collisions.

Their goal is clear, Port Emre.

No matter what happens, it is a small matter to be able to dock safely.

Although the Sovereign moved quickly, there was no smile on Bridges' face.

He was careless.

When I was sleeping in the cabin just now, I heard the sound of wind outside the window. I felt very relieved, but I didn't notice that the size of the wind did not match the sound of the wind.

Damn it, why was Roland the problem he discovered?
  Bridges was chagrined.

He is still full of energy every day giving lessons to others, which is simply a joke.

The people who listened to his class taught him a lesson today.

The name of this lesson is Always Vigilant.

He could only pray silently in his heart that Trouble would run slower than the Sovereign.

However, good things didn't work and bad things didn't work. Not long after the fleet set off, an accident happened.

When Bridges was feeling uneasy due to anxiety, a beautiful and melodious voice came from the sea, as if a girl in the deep sea was showing off her singing voice.

Kraken!

Bridges' face became particularly ugly.

He roared at the top of his lungs: "It's the Siren Siren! Hurry, plug your ears!"

There is no use plugging your ears, for the song of the sirens has the power to penetrate the soul.

"Pfft"!
  I don't know which ship had a sailor who couldn't resist the temptation and jumped into the sea.

In the dark night, jumping from a deck nearly ten meters high into the winter ocean, the results can be imagined.

Bridges continued to issue orders, requiring the sailors to quickly enter the cabin and quickly tie the tempted companions to the mast and railing to prevent them from jumping into the sea.

His order was very timely, and the crew members of all ships hid in the cabins and locked the doors.

Despite the allure of the song, most of the crew survived.

But there are problems with this.

The crew hid in the cabin, and the ship was unmanned and could only drift with the current.

In the chaos, a destroyer collided with an adjacent cruiser, causing serious damage to the destroyer.

Bridges looked ashen as he kept giving orders.

Every order he gave was timely and professional, minimizing fleet losses.

However, the ships cannot be effectively controlled, and the sirens can surround the fleet unscrupulously and deal crazy damage.

Bridges painfully discovered that this was not an ordinary siren singing to lure sailors, but a premeditated large-scale action.

There were at least dozens of sirens participating in the operation. They all acted in unison and were surrounded on all sides, aiming to destroy the Fourth Fleet.

Bridges suddenly thought of the outcome of His Majesty Edward and Gangplank, and his face became even darker.

Thinking that Her Majesty the Queen was also on board, she felt even more regretful and wanted to commit suicide.

He stared blankly at the dark night sky and cursed loudly.

Damn sunrise, why hasn’t it come yet?

Sirens are monsters from the night and the deep sea, and rarely move during the day.

As long as we hold on until daylight, the fleet will be saved!
  Although a large number of sailors are destined to be lost, how can they care about so many now?
  As long as Her Majesty the Queen is fine, no matter how many people are lost, it is a small loss.

Even if it costs his own life.

As long as the Queen is fine and the generous pension is enough for his family to live a prosperous life, he is only a major general now. After his death, it is customary to be awarded a first-class military rank. If the Queen is grateful for his contribution, his son may inherit the posthumous title given to him. title.

Thinking of this, Bridges' dull eyes suddenly became bright.

He pulled off the fluff from his fur hat, plugged his ears, and ran quickly to the captain's room.

He must be at the Queen's side.

While running, he was a little worried. Is Her Majesty the Queen okay now? what is she doing? Can that damn pretty boy protect the Queen?

Of course he didn't expect that Her Majesty the Queen, who everyone had high hopes for, was clearing her throat and preparing for a singing duel with the Sirens.

The ability of extraordinary people to resist the charming singing is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Although the singing was full of temptation, Roland and Sif were not affected much.

Roland did not rush to rescue a sailor in distress, but carefully observed the sirens' movements.

After observing for a moment, he said softly: "The singing of these guys is indeed beautiful, but I don't know how it compares with the elves."

"Not as good as me." Sif said calmly.

Roland thought of the Glorious Day celebration, and Sif's singing resonated with the 90,000 people in the square and the many more people outside the square.

Her singing has soul and can convey the true voice of her heart to the people.

She would never encourage people to jump into the water, but she could reach deep into people's hearts.

The half-donkeys, the raven clan, and the deep-sea sirens are as famous as the elves in singing, and Sif's singing is not inferior to that of the extinct elves royal family.

Roland had an idea and said loudly: "Okay, let them know who is the real queen."

He took out the magic scroll from his clothes, put it on the ground and slapped it, and a super amplified magic circle was generated on the spot.

Sif understood, stood in the center of the magic circle, cleared her throat, and started singing.

What she sang was a soul-clearing requiem from the ancient memories of the elves.

The peaceful singing is like a clear spring flowing in everyone's heart.

The sailors who were so furious just now and wanted to jump into the sea gradually calmed down.

Bridges rushed to the top deck just in time.

He stared at this scene dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)