in the name of the queen

Chapter 144 This one is even more heavyweight

Time is indeed pressing.

After sharing Norton's adventure, Sif frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

The return date has not yet been determined, but it can already be smelled.

As the Sixth Return Day approaches, more and more ancient ruins will be unearthed, and more and more old guys will surface.

There was also the ice blade hanging above her head that could kill her at any time.

Thinking of Sophia's name, Sif's good mood disappeared instantly.

Her self-confidence is very fragile.

One moment, he was possessed of the enigmatic confidence of "I will definitely defeat Sophia", and the next second I was dominated by the defeatist sentiment of "Sofia is invincible".

Totally Schrödinger's confidence.

If Sif acted too cowardly, she might summon a blizzard out of frustration and give Sif a gorgeous funeral.

His brain was working rapidly, looking up Sophia's past history.

The answer is I don't know.

But Sophia is different.

Roland was slightly startled.

Sif took a deep breath, her frown gradually relaxed, and her smile returned to her lips.

"Why do you think so?" Roland was a little curious.

Others were promoted to level seven because they had the strength of level seven, but Sophia was still at level seven just because the sixth return day had not yet arrived.

Sophia is invincible in the seventh day of return version.

Her combat power far exceeds that of ordinary seven-level warriors.

The previous queens just felt threatened by Sophia and chose to retreat.

The amount of time she has left depends on her performance.

Sif still had time, but not much.

She started to feel confident again.

This cannot be blamed on Sif.

All her layouts are waiting for the return day.

Overthrow Sussex and become the world's strongest nation, or defeat all potential opponents.

I would rather die in battle than surrender.

Sif opened her arms to face the sunshine and smiled brightly.

This angle is indeed strange.

Any strong person who challenges her head-on turns into a lifelike ice sculpture as proof.

Roland's eyes lit up.

Sif was right, since personal bravery is not enough, then she should show her talents as a queen.

At least Sif is still moving forward bravely.

Courage is admirable, but courage alone is not enough.

With Sophia's character, if Sif shows the potential to be a stepping stone, she will never take action in advance, and will even look forward to Sif's growth.

"Then I will become the Knight of the Red Rose."

As long as you are prepared, you can give the old guy a big surprise.

Half a minute later, he had to admit that trying to challenge Sophia through force in this version was definitely an idiot who didn't have a clear mind.

After all, the only opponent he must win is old Macbeth.

This was the first time he saw Sif's determination.

Roland secretly thought, does Sophia have no shortcomings?

But he couldn't help but ask: "What if Sophia insists on challenging you to a duel?"

Although Lao Yinbi is insidious, his conspiracy is always exposed to light.

Invincible is so lonely.

Roland sometimes wonders if he would be better than Sif if he were to switch.

"Before the Sixth Return, I cannot surpass her in terms of personal bravery. But I am the queen of the most powerful country in the world. In the battle between countries, she is the challenger."

In recent years, Sophia has rarely taken action. The Shadow Temple under her command can settle everything, and there are fewer and fewer people worthy of her action.

In fact she has done very well.

She smiled and said: "Roland, just now, I suddenly had a clear premonition that the duel between Sophia and me will be on the continent of Rodinia, and it will take place in the form of a country-to-country war."

Being able to be frozen into an ice sculpture by her is even regarded as an honor by many people.

The winner is determined through the battle for national destiny.

This is probably what Sophia wants the most, this is the fight for the right path.

Seeing Sif's hair, which was turned golden by the sun, flying in the wind, Roland's heart beat violently.

At this moment, Sif was as beautiful as a goddess.

Like the elf queen who traveled through time and space and came to this world.

It's a pity that the elves have been exterminated.

Even Roland and Elf Princess Sif, who are [Inheritors], cannot restore the elves to their past glory.

Even if they have elven blood and activate it, it is not enough.

The times have changed.

The third era was an era of abundant rain, abundant oxygen, and abundant light and heat.

In that wonderful era, there were countless natural ancient trees with a height of more than a thousand meters.

The elves live on the top of the ancient trees, and use the ancient trees of war to assist in the war, making up for the disadvantage of insufficient numbers, and fighting the earth spirits back and forth.

The real trump card of the elves is the sea of ​​flowers.

The sea of ​​flowers that Roland had seen in his dream.

The sea of ​​flowers is not a sea of ​​countless flowers, but a whole.

All the flowers in the sea of ​​flowers are not independent individuals, but part of the sea of ​​flowers.

Huahai is a special existence. She is conscious, but cannot move freely without the elves.

When the elves were at their peak in the Third Age, seven seas of flowers supported the prosperity of the tribe.

The Elf Royal Family floats above the sea of ​​flowers, and can control the surrounding ancient trees for thousands of kilometers, summoning armies of ancient trees to form formations and join the battle.

Although the earth spirits are ahead in technology and population, they are only 50-50 equal to the elves.

After a long war, the elves and the earth spirits finally realized that they could not eliminate each other and could only reach a permanent peace agreement.

They share the world, divide their hegemony, and extend their conquest to the entire world.

They thought such good times could last.

They look up at the stars, and they long to get out of the plane and explore the vast starry sky.

The elves began to create gods based on the sea of ​​flowers.

The earth spirit exhausted its resources to build a floating fortress.

Their movement was a bit loud, which attracted the attention of the true god, and divine punishment came.

A huge asteroid hits the plane of Theia, and an army of divine punishment arrives unexpectedly.

And their ending is even worse than that of the Magic Empire.

The Magic Empire at least left behind the fire, while the elves and earth spirits only left behind legends.

If the glory of the elves could be restored, Sophia would not be invincible, but unfortunately she could not.

Roland retracted his fantasy.

Sif folded her arms.

They return to reality.

"Roland, the officials who attended the meeting that day all handed over letters of repentance and extra income over the years."

"Oh, how did you deal with it?" The corners of Roland's mouth raised slightly, remembering the past.

Sif's cleanliness almost turned Alban into an enemy.

Seeing Roland's half-smiling expression, Sif felt a little embarrassed and murmured softly:

"What does Queen Sylve's stupidity have to do with Earl Tyrone?"

"I burned the confession, accepted the money they handed over, and gave part of it to them as a reward for their honesty. How many points can I get this time?"

Looking at Sif's expectant eyes, Roland smiled and nodded.

"Full marks."

Not only the operation is perfect, but also the speed of progress.

Thinking of the stolen money handed over by these officials, the smile on Xif's lips gradually faded and she said softly:
"I really didn't expect these guys to be greedy for so much money."

"How many?"

"I kept 70%, about 790,000 pounds." Sif felt unhappy when she thought that she had raised less than 300,000 pounds by selling off her jewelry and even her estate.

"Not enough, far from enough." Roland said in a deep voice.

"Are you saying that they lied and still have to continue to settle the matter?" Sif's tone gradually became colder.

"That's not necessary. You are the queen, and your words must count. Since you forgive, you cannot go back on your words."

"Okay, you're right. Huh, these guys had better restrain themselves, if they dare to do it again."

"Severe punishment." Roland completed the second half of the sentence for her. "What I said is not enough does not mean the wealth they have hidden, but the potential of the three provinces has not been tapped. Remember the strategy I said before setting off."

Sif's eyes sparkled, "Remember, let them torment the Imperial City while we create a new world overseas. If there is no comparison, there will be no harm. Anyone who is not blind will know who to choose."

"This is a conspiracy. Three provinces versus thirty provinces plus the special administrative region of the imperial capital. If we still win, the result is needless to say."

Xif asked softly: "What should we do? These days, I have been sorting out information on the three provinces and thinking about development plans, but I always feel that I have no idea where to start."

"Before planning, should we confirm one last time, three years or one year?" Roland asked.

"Three years." Sif said firmly.

"Very good." Roland smiled and nodded.

Sif's public reason for going to sea was to investigate the disappearance of the late emperor besides patrolling the territory.

If it is confirmed that the late emperor has passed away, she can return to the imperial capital and officially ascend the throne when she becomes an adult.

Ascension to the throne requires a showdown.

Three years is to insist on the disappearance of the late emperor, postpone the showdown, and accumulate more strength.

If you choose one year, you have to take a different approach and enrich your strength.

If you choose three years, you can plan for the long term and have greater control.

Sif chose three years.

This shows her magnanimity.

Roland thought silently that although Sif was immature, she was already a heroic figure and had a promising future.

Sif looked at Roland out of the corner of her eye, thinking to herself that if Roland was given two more years, he would be less stressed.

After confirming the overall framework, Roland came up with Plan A.

“Then let’s start by recruiting talent.”

"and then?"

"Develop industry, commerce and trade."

"and then?"

"Train the army according to new standards and build an iron army."

"and then?"

"Then it's time to draw the sword." Roland said calmly.

Sif nodded with satisfaction. She liked to see Roland pointing the country with confidence.

No matter how difficult it is, it is so simple in front of him.

Fortunately, there was Roland, otherwise she really didn't know what to do.

She has a lot of confidence, at least half of it is just an act.

Seeing Sif's completely trusting gaze, Roland also felt a little guilty.

In fact, he has never governed a country.

His political experience was limited to the Politburo on the keyboard, and his first practical experience was as Governor-General of Sussex.

But he must stand up.

His confidence is Sif's courage.

He had to show that he was confident, even if it was mostly fake.

A large-scale talent recruitment event organized by the Queen herself began.

The slogan "Regardless of origin, only talent" has attracted the attention of countless people.

Especially since there is no restriction on nationality, it is equivalent to recruiting talents from the entire Rodinia continent and even the more distant Southern Continent.

The mature and prudent Mr. Athos tried to persuade the queen not to be so confident.

God knows how many of those so-called talents are foreign spies.

But Sif declined his suggestion.

It wasn't that Mr. Athos's advice was bad, but that Sif had abilities beyond his imagination.

【Insight】.

Although her profession became [Elven Princess], the power of [Insight] was unexpectedly retained, but the effect was greatly weakened.

Sif may not be able to identify all foreign spies, but she can roughly distinguish who is loyal and who is traitorous.

Some people who are well-guarded cannot see loyalty and traitor clearly, but they can roughly tell whether there is malicious intent.

As long as you are generally loyal and have good intentions, it doesn't matter if you are a foreigner.

Since the Queen insisted, Athos had nothing to say.

He could only open his eyes wide and help the queen to check.

After the "loyal" Athos left, Sif looked at his back and let out a sigh.

Mr. Athos's loyalty was thin.

He prefers to be loyal to his own interests, and is not much different from other officials.

Although this is reasonable, compared with his "loyal" appearance, Sif is still a little disappointed.

She somewhat dislikes the existence of [Insight].

Roland is right, knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing. The result of touching human nature will only be dirty by what you see.

Are there not many people in the three provinces who are completely loyal to her?

Sif was depressed.

Although she knew that the loyalty of these people was very impure, she still had to rely on these people to work and maintain a harmonious relationship with them.

I'm so tired.

Sif turned her gaze to Roland and bit her lip slightly.

I can't observe loyalty and betrayal, but I feel full of kindness.

Sif's frustration disappeared instantly.

Fortunately, there is Roland.

After the order for seeking talents was issued, the initial response was not strong. Although many people responded, more people chose to wait and see.

Although everyone has high expectations for the Queen, she is young after all. Is it really okay to defect to her directly?

Even if the Queen is wise, everyone knows the virtues of the officials from the three provinces.

Truly talented people may not be willing to associate with insects.

The officials in the three provinces are talented, but their conduct is difficult to convince the public.

The talents the Queen wants to recruit include economics, politics, military, culture, education, special affairs and other fields.

As long as you have talent, the more the merrier, and anyone who comes will be welcome.

Roland and Sif go to the talent recruitment site every day to see if there are any outstanding talents.

time flies.

In the past week, a total of more than 300 people have been recruited through talent recruitment.

According to Roland's standards, most of these people are D-level talents.

Those who are basically competent at the grassroots clerk level and have certain talents in a certain field are D-level.

Level C refers to talents who are basically competent at the township level.

Level B is a department-level talent.

Level A refers to people who can hold department-level positions and have strong special talents.

S-levels are naturally super talents who can join the club.

Top talents will be recruited to take up positions in the Governor's Mansion and trained into future cabinet members.

In line with the principle of erring on the side of shortage, there are only five people rated as B-level talents, three as C-level talents, and no one higher than that.

Just when Roland and Sif were about to leave in disappointment, a heavyweight appeared.

"Idle businessman, hoping to serve the Governor and the Earl."

The mysterious businessman took off his hat and showed a gloomy smile.

Roland narrowed his eyes, and Sif's hand was pressed directly on the pistol, ready to fight at any time.

This mysterious applicant turned out to be Stanley, the former deputy head of the Knights who was pardoned.

"His Majesty has issued an amnesty order. I am now a free citizen. Can I apply for the job?"

Roland and Sif looked at each other and handed the decision to Sif.

Sif narrowed her eyes, unable to see through Stanley, who was also a transcendent.

She couldn't cheat, she could only judge based on her ability.

After a moment of silence, Sif asked with a smile: "Sir, what position do you want to apply for? If it's the Knights, forget it."

"Are you kidding me, Lord Count? I am a businessman, so of course I am applying for a commercial position."

"Then come with me and let me see what you are capable of."

Sif smiled slightly and walked towards the Governor's Mansion first.

Roland stared at Stanley and followed him.

To become a true emperor, one must have the capacity to accommodate the world.

Sif has shown enough capacity, so naturally he will not be petty.

As long as there is talent, the door of the Governor's Palace is always open.

(End of this chapter)