in the name of the queen

Chapter 22 Resurrection, teacher!

Interior Minister Walder was lying on the large bed, his eyes closed, as if he were dead.

Sylph knew that he was not sick, but just sad.

Heart disease requires heart medicine, but fortunately Roland gave her the antidote.

She mustered up her courage and took a deep breath, "Teacher, I won't be cowardly anymore!"

Walder's eyelids moved slightly, but they were still as calm as a corpse.

Sylph hurt him too deeply, so he had to take it slow. What if she was trying to make him happy?

"Teacher, I will build my own team. I will go to the other side of the sea and to three overseas provinces."

Wald, who was still sick and about to "die", suddenly became energetic. He wanted to sit up directly, but he still held back.

Why is this child getting better and better at making the old man happy? We can't let her succeed!
  Seeing that Walder was still as calm as a corpse, Sylph had no choice but to take out her trump card.

"When these rebellious officials and traitors cause chaos, I will personally lead the army to quell the chaos and restore order!"

That's pretty much it. Wait, what did she just say? !

Is this still the same Sylph who is so scared that she wants to abdicate?

Walder came to life instantly and sat up suddenly. His old eyes that were still cloudy just now emitted a frightening cold light.

"Your Majesty, what did you say?"

The old gentleman's eyes were as round as a bull's eye.

He couldn't believe his ears.

Surprised, he was immediately furious.

Sylph has been his student for so many years, and he knows her level best.

Clean and beautiful vase.

She has a simplicity and kindness that is completely outside this circle.

These are all advantages for ordinary nobles.

Putting it on the Queen is all fucking negative attributes.

He really wanted to be pissed to death on the spot, but unfortunately, although he was old, his body was strong and nothing happened.

Hearing Sylph's determination, he was overjoyed and immediately realized that this was clearly cheating.

He asked in a low voice: "Who taught you this?"

"I, I thought about it myself."

"You still want to lie to me! Sylph, your eyelashes tremble every time you lie."

"No, no way. I tried hard to control my eyelashes, but why are they trembling?" Sylph reached out her right hand and touched her long eyelashes like lightning, muttering unconvincingly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she knew she had been fooled.

Her eyelashes did not move, but the fact that she was lying was still exposed.

The teacher knows her too well.

Facing the teacher's sharp gaze, she had no choice but to tell the truth.

Sylph shrugged and explained Roland's entire analysis process.

Walder's pupils gradually narrowed.

Seeing that the teacher was silent, Sylph quickly explained to Roland, "Teacher, are you willing to believe how I see people?"

"Your Majesty is gifted with a keen eye, there is no doubt about it."

Sylph's special ability is [Insight]. Although it is at the elementary level, it is enough to distinguish authenticity from fiction most of the time.

She said Roland was trustworthy, that was trustworthy.

Walder smiled in relief.

He instinctively believed that the hostile forces had malicious intentions and sent people to approach Sylph.

It's he who thinks too much.

The Queen of Vase is most likely the mascot, is it necessary?
  Since Sylph thinks Roland is trustworthy, that means he is trustworthy.

It is a good thing that students are willing to take the right path. It does not matter who persuades them.

After chatting with Sylph for a long time, he was sure that she had cut off her retreat and decided to fight. He finally left Fort Sheffield in high spirits.

On the carriage home, Walder even secretly took out the liquor hidden under the seat, drank a few gulps of it, and hummed a light tune in an indistinct voice.

He was a little curious as to what this young man named Roland was up to. Roland is eating.

It was much later when he returned home, and Lisa was still waiting for him.

Even though he said there was no need to wait, Lisa just smiled.

"Every time you go home, the stairs will creak, and you will be woken up anyway. Why don't you wait for you. You guy, why don't you let me wait and go home early."

Roland picked up his fork, put the delicious meatballs dipped in thick soup into his mouth, and muttered vaguely:

"I have decided that I must buy a house with strong stairs. I will go to see the house tomorrow!"

"Did you get the money?"

Lisa looked at Roland in surprise.

Although the essay champion is determined, I always feel guilty before I get the prize.

Roland took out a bag filled with large gold coins and pushed it over.

A pound of large Sussex gold coins weighs 7.5 grams, and 1500 gold coins are almost more than ten kilograms, which is indeed quite heavy.

The gold coins feel awesome.

Never tire of touching it.

Let your sister touch the gold coins too.

Lisa opened the bag curiously and stroked the gold coins that Roland brought, with a smile of joy that could not be concealed.

However, her smile disappeared after counting the five hundred and one gold coins.

"Why so many?"

When asked, she felt a chill down her back.

Whenever Byron dared to give him less money, she would want to cut him off.

If she was given a few more, she would accept it with peace of mind and mock the fat man for being poor at math.

But it was too much.

A rough estimate is that there are at least a thousand gold coins.

Roland ate the last big meatball, wiped his mouth with a napkin, glanced sideways at the small candle on the table, and said teasingly:
  "Sister, I asked you to light a big candle, but why are it so small?"

"Roland!"

Lisa interrupted Roland's attempt to muddle through, tightened the mouth of the gold coin bag, and sighed faintly:
  "Roland, you have changed."

"I haven't changed."

Roland said calmly: "Sister, are you trying to say that if I have money, I will become evil? Come on, people who can become evil are not very good at heart."

"No, that's not what I meant."

Lisa was afraid that Roland would misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "I believe you. I'm just worried that you will get involved in a whirlpool that you can't extricate yourself from."

Of course Roland understood what she meant.

They were afraid that he would be involved in various political struggles and become cannon fodder who would be sacrificed at some point.

Lisa was right to think so, if he hadn't hugged her thigh.

But now there are thighs.

He is nominally Sif's strategist, but is actually helping the Queen plan a comeback.

Although the Queen is largely ignored, she is by no means a pure mascot.

The powers she currently possesses include but are not limited to dissolving parliament, convening three-level meetings, freely touring the country, summoning overseas territorial troops, appointing some mid-level officials, awarding junior noble titles and royal knight titles, etc.

If she felt it necessary, she could even mobilize the army of a certain province to protect herself.

Of course, if she really did this, the famous scene of "Why did Your Majesty rebel?" would occur. She would definitely not do this unless necessary.

The monarch who has so much power only temporarily delegates regular powers such as administration, justice, personnel and finance and taxation due to his age. He is definitely not a puppet.

Of course, it’s hard to say whether it will happen after one year.

If the cabinet insists that the emperor does not have the ability to govern the country alone, it can submit a bill to deprive part of the power to the House of Nobles and the House of Commons for decision.

Once the verdict is that the emperor's pro-government harms the country, Sylph will lose almost all her power and become a humanoid seal.

In this situation, it is probably "the country is still yours, and the throne is also yours. The cabinet ministers will discuss national affairs. If you are not capable of managing the country, let professionals act for you."

It sounds wonderful, but the benefits attached to the imperial power have nothing to do with Sylph from now on.

(End of this chapter)