in the name of the queen

Chapter 140 Magic Mirror Shut up!

Lightning tore through the night sky and heavy rain poured down.

The weather has been a little unusual these days.

It is said that the last time it rained so much at the end of the year was hundreds of years ago.

Just a few days ago, Roland used almost the same heavy rain to successfully ambush and kill more than four hundred sirens that came to his door.

He should have loved rainy days like this.

But he was inexplicably irritable.

Even though Lisa just made authentic elf food, he didn't have much appetite.

He knew very well, because of Sif.

It wasn't the first time he had scolded someone for wrong answers.

There were times before when Sif's attitude was extremely strict, and there were times when Sif was so wronged that she dropped the golden beans.

Mr. Walder is not here, so he can only serve as Master Yan.

Not everything can be laughed at.

Such as politics.

such as learning.

When politics and learning are combined, they must be taken seriously.

He knew that strict teaching methods would make Sif uncomfortable.

He totally understands.

He didn't want to do that either.

It is indeed outrageous to be with the most beautiful girl in the world certified by the magic mirror, not to talk about romance, but to talk about ruthless politics that ruin the scenery.

But she has known these truths for a long time.

Why is the reaction so violent today?
Sif's suppressed silent crying just now made Roland's heart tighten completely.

Looking at the violent thunderstorm outside the window, he was suddenly startled.

Sif must be very scared on such a violent rainy night, so I still have to go and see her.

Roland walked out of the room, walked to the yard, and looked at the building opposite.

There is the Queen's palace.

The fifth floor is the Queen's bedroom.

The fourth floor is the residence of Count Sif.

There were no lights and the windows were dark.

He hesitated briefly and strode towards the opposite floor.

It was already late at night, but the guard at the door watched him approaching and did not dare to stop him.

The guard stared at the sky like a plaster statue.

This was the only solution he could think of.

If you "see" Roland, according to regulations, you must stop him and ask him why you are here.

Something went wrong with this question.

Her Majesty the Queen's lover entered the Queen's palace late at night. Is this something he can ask?

Playing dumb is not stupid, but a smart way to keep your job.

He believed that Her Majesty the Queen would not blame him. After all, Roland was the lover chosen by the Queen herself.

Roland came to Sif's bedroom on the fourth floor, knocked on the door gently, and called Sif's name.

No one responded.

If Sif was inside, no matter how angry and sad she was, she would not be left without any response.

Apparently, Sif is on the fifth floor.

He was hesitant to go up to the next level. But he stopped at the top of the stairs.

This is a tacit understanding between them.

If Sif appears as a queen, they have a relationship of monarch and minister.

If Sif appears as an earl, they are friends.

It was obvious that Sif was the queen tonight.

Thinking of the question left to Sif just now, Roland knew that she was seriously reflecting on it at this moment.

If that's the case, don't go.

Even as a friend, it would be outrageous to enter a girl's bedroom late at night, let alone enter the Queen's palace as a courtier.

Since Sif is in good mental condition, let's not disturb her.

Roland turned and left.

The guard, who was thankful to have escaped the disaster, watched in shock as Roland came out of the building again.

Just when his whole body stiffened, Roland looked back at him.

The guard almost pissed himself on the spot. He wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Just when he was about to go crazy, Roland patted his shoulder with a smile and stuffed a large gold coin into his coat pocket.

"Stand guard, guard."

It wasn't until Roland left that the guard finally came back to his senses. On the way back to the bedroom, Roland raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stopped worrying.

Whether Sif can figure it out or not, there are things he must say and things he must do.

Power is a sharp sword.

Look at that poor guard just now. He won't have a second to sleep tonight.

Just because you see something you shouldn't.

This is the horror of power.

If the user cannot control it, he or she may be harmed.

Sif's growth was rapid, but not nearly enough.

The three provinces are isolated overseas, and their policies are very different from those of the mainland. They are almost independent small kingdoms.

This is Sif's trial stage, so it's not his experience.

They all need to learn to grow.

Maybe Sif should be more tactful next time when she teaches her lesson.

Of course she is his friend, but she is also a teenage girl.

How can a young girl lose face?

That's right, that's it.

The Queen's bedroom.

Sif's eyes turned red from crying.

When she returned to the palace, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She didn't want Roland to come over at night and see her crying, so she simply ran to the fifth floor, drove the magic mirror to stand guard, jumped on the bed and sobbed under the quilt.

Originally I just wanted to cry for a while, but more and more golden beans fell out.

She couldn't help it, so she could only talk to the magic mirror.

Just like she did every time she cried as a child.

After patiently listening to Sif's complaint, the magic mirror remained silent.

Seeing that it didn't speak, Sif asked angrily: "Hey, say something!"

"Master, I am a divine tool, not a human emotion consultant."

Sif: "."

That's right, you can't expect the magic mirror to understand human emotions.

She muttered softly with some disappointment:

"Magic Mirror, how many masters have you had before?"

"If it's a formal recognition, you're the third one. If it's just providing consultation, then I've seen many women of high status."

Sif whispered softly: "How many is many?"

"Do you remember how many slices of bread you have eaten?" Magic Mirror asked.

Sif was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked softly:

"Then if you think about it, are there any situations similar to mine?"

"Yes, a lot." Magic Mirror said calmly.

"Really? I know you are well-informed, so tell me quickly."

The magic mirror looked at Sif calmly and said calmly: "It's nothing, you just fell out of love."

Sif froze on the spot, and it took her a long time to wake up from her dizziness.

She was furious at what the magic mirror said.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I have fallen out of love? How could a queen as noble and beautiful as me fall out of love? Is there anyone more charming than me?"

"Wait a minute, you got me involved. I'm not even in love, how could I fall out of love? If you don't make it clear, I'm not done with you!"

"What do you want?" Magic Mirror asked curiously.

Sif was choked by the magic mirror and couldn't speak for a long time.

The magic mirror may not be a real artifact, but it has the properties of an artifact.

Such as having a sense of autonomy.

Like almost indestructible.

At least Sif couldn't destroy the magic mirror.

She stared at the magic mirror and whispered softly: "Is there no other possibility?"

"Have."

"Say it quickly!"

"You may also be jealous of other women." Magic Mirror said calmly.

"Mirror, shut up!"