in the name of the queen

Chapter 25 Chapter 025 Do you want to bloom too?
  It was a chilly night in late autumn.

Although the Imperial Capital is warmer than other places in the same dimension in autumn and winter due to the influence of ocean currents, it is late autumn after all and the temperature is still very low.

Roland's face was solemn, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed away.

A few minutes ago, he prompted Alina and Sif to start the operation as agreed.

It's time to go.

He hid a knife in his trench coat, a dagger in the top of his boots, a throwing dagger in the lining, and placed the smoke bomb Alina had sent him.

If Renault knew how to collect intelligence, he would definitely know that Roland's father was a knight, and he himself had received strict knight training.

Knights advocate honor, fight openly and openly, and never use hidden weapons.

But Renault must have never imagined that Roland was only receiving training as a knight and was not a knight.

Even if it is, he will definitely clear the way with hidden weapons.

Roland didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

In his hometown, modern armored knights even use artillery to fight, which is not the case.

As we all know, the eight virtues of knighthood are "humility, honesty, mercy, heroism, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul."

It is written in black and white in the knight's handbook, and every knight must recite it continuously from the apprenticeship.

Who said no long-range weapons are allowed?

You can do whatever is not prohibited by law!
  If justice wants to kill evil, it must be more ruthless than evil.

He is not a knight, but he must let this bastard Lori know what real knight fighting skills are today.

Killing criminals who are committing crimes is called fucking justice!

Let’s go to the Zhanlong Valley on the outskirts of the city!
  This is a Death Valley that can only be entered from the east side. It is said that in the old era, human heroes once killed giant dragons here.

None of this matters.

The important thing is that there is no way to escape from the ambush here.

Renault thought that Roland was standing on the first floor and he was on the second floor, but he didn't know that Roland was actually in the atmosphere.

It's not that Renault isn't smart, but in the face of a crushing intelligence gap, all calculations are like a joke.

Without accurate information, no matter how wise a person is, he will become wise.

Roland walked towards the valley with his head held high.

While walking on the road, he saw a strange-looking bird floating above his head, and the only trace of uneasiness in his heart disappeared.

He couldn't name the bird, but he knew it was a magic item.

Its ass glows.

There are always luminous birds in nature, but there are certainly no birds whose butts light up as secret signals.

This is a reminder that he is ready and ready to go.

Alina is a nice person, easy to get along with, and she really takes care of things.

Without her providing intelligence and arranging personnel, Roland's plan would be difficult to implement.

Just when Roland entered the valley, several black figures walked out of the ambush site. The thin middle-aged man in the lead showed a mocking smile on his face and clapped his hands.

"I never expected that you would die for a girl who is not related by blood. Could it be that she is your sweetheart?"

Roland looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a calm expression.

A century-old figure in Sussex literary circles.

In the past few decades, at least three literary giants have become recognized as the first person in the world, and the runner-up coincidentally is Lorry.

There is always an indescribable madness in his literary works.

Roland has read his book. The opening chapter is very amazing, but there are always private parts in the back to vent his dissatisfaction. Moreover, this guy never ends his books, and the reviews are very bad.

Faced with Lori's ridicule, Roland said calmly: "A lonely ghost like you who is also an orphan at home certainly doesn't understand family affection."

"I brought the money, let him go."

Lori narrowed her eyes, furious.

Although I don’t know if Roland meant it, he was indeed stabbed.

He was chosen by Count Luden's daughter and thought it would be the beginning of his career, but he found that his status in the family was not as good as that of a dog.

He snorted coldly, and then let out an ugly laugh like a night owl.

"Roland, you are still dreaming about redeeming someone? Let me tell you, that girl is already dead and was played to death by more than a dozen gang members, haha!"

"Are you finished?"

Roland looked at Lori calmly, without any fluctuation in his heart.

If he didn't know his sister's whereabouts, this passage would make his mentality explode.

But not now.

Who would break their guard by shouting about a clown? In third-rate movies and TV dramas, scenes where the protagonist does not know how to protect his family and is kidnapped and bullied by gangsters only exist in movies and TV dramas.

He won't give his enemy any chance.

Sister Lisa was a guest at Xif's house at the moment. At this time, she had probably finished enjoying the seafood dinner, took a bath and fell asleep.

When someone with explosive facial hair meets someone with clairvoyance, the effect is so absurd.

Not only was Roland not furious, he even thought Lori's performance was ridiculous.

Looking at Roland's expression, Lori quickly realized something was wrong.

He is just a bad one with pus, not a stupid one with smoke.

If you come here knowing that Lisa has not been kidnapped, there must be fraud.

He felt a little guilty, but thinking that Roland had no background power, he felt a little more at ease, and asked sternly: "You already know?"

In line with the principle of stalling for time so that Alina and Sif's troops can arrive as soon as possible, Roland raised the corners of his mouth slightly and turned on the venomous tongue mode.

"Idiot, you only know now? No wonder you are always the second best and always one step slower!"

"You are the runner-up in the essay competition, the second eldest son in the literary world, and in the eyes of your wife you are the backup for your first love. Even your so-called son is raised by someone else. Your life is like this ridiculous kidnapping operation, and it will always be there. Eat other people’s farts!”

Roland received a modern education and rarely took the initiative to poke scars on others.

Whoever has no difficulty in life must be kind.

But when faced with people who want to kill him or even murder sister Lisa, he doesn't need to be virtuous when speaking.

Not only do you have to scold him, but you also have to personally send the old thing off on his way later.

"You!" Luo Li's face turned as red as cooked pork liver, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood in anger.

Lies may not be harmless, and the truth may be a machete.

Roland's poisonous tongue was like a sharp knife cutting into Lori's aorta.

Lori is talented and promising at a young age. He originally wanted to make a career with his talent, but he always missed the mark.

In the end, he chose to compromise with the reality and accepted the marriage with his mother-in-law "with humiliation". From then on, he had an earl father-in-law.

He thought he was trying to make ends meet, but on his wedding night he discovered that his wife had many friends before marriage and had a lot of fun, and ended up getting killed without knowing who the father of the child was.

He is the spare tire, the lush spare tire.

This was the greatest shame in his life. As his status rose, few people dared to mention it in front of him.

But Roland didn't care, he was never merciful to his enemies.

Especially Roland's last stab, which penetrated directly into Lori's heart.

Roland's wild laughter echoed in the valley, sending a signal to close the net.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the intelligence agent holding a magic crystal ball recording images on the mountain wall.

Although Lowry was a heinous man, he was nevertheless a heavyweight in the Sussex literary world.

It would be easy to kill him, but Roland wanted more than just his head, he also wanted to discredit him.

He needs a photographer.

Magic crystal balls are expensive, and recording images is wasteful and luxurious, but it must be done.

This piece of evidence will be presented as ironclad evidence to the court.

Lori became angry and drew his sword and rushed towards Roland.

He is transcendent.

The promotion direction is the same as Roland, and they are both [writers].

There are two ways to be promoted from a writer to a litterateur. Either leave a classic that is handed down for generations, or kill your fellow transcendent [writer] and use their blood as a sacrifice.

Peers are enemies. If peers are also competitors for promotion opportunities, it will be life and death.

The promotion direction of an extraordinary person does not indicate the strength or weakness. The level of combat power depends entirely on the individual.

[Teacher] Kong Wu is powerful, [Writer] leads troops in battle, both are common.

Lori has rich combat experience and can see the vitality of Roland's plan at a glance.

That's who he is.

Roland's plan was simple. He entered the encirclement himself to attract everyone's attention and buy time for the second encirclement on the outside.

Classic center bloom.

The success of this strategy means complete victory. If it fails, the person responsible for the flowering will be buried on the spot.

kill him!

Luo Li's murderous intention surged, and the sword cut through the night sky like a meteor, piercing Roland's throat.

(End of this chapter)