in the name of the queen

Chapter 48 You are not ready yet
  Although she didn't understand how Roland came up with so many tricks, Sif believed that the combat effectiveness of this "knight" would definitely make a qualitative leap.

Even if you gave up glory, if you still can't get a leap in combat power, wouldn't it be a waste of giving up?

Of course, pushing the knight onto the battlefield was still a bad idea in Roland's opinion.

Knights and cavalry are different after all.

On the battlefield, they have similar tasks, but their identities and status are completely different.

Knights are direct vassals of the emperor, and their core advantage is loyalty.

The complete establishment of the Royal Knights is one thousand knights and nine thousand cavalry.

After the decline of the Knights, all ordinary cavalry were disbanded, but there were still nearly 300 knights who chose to stick to it.

Loyalty is the blood flowing in their veins.

Roland was unwilling to use these loyal people as consumables.

Proficient in close combat skills and with good overall strength, they are more suitable for transformation into special operations forces of this era.

Especially in urban street battles, palace battles and other occasions, elite knights who wear full-body enchanted armor, master the use of a variety of firearms, and are familiar with the use of alchemy props can reduce the dimensionality of ordinary troops.

Most importantly, they are loyal and they have faith! Bathed in the Queen's glory, they can fight until the last moment without worrying about morale collapse.

This is simply a rebellion, bah, a sharp blade to suppress rebels!

Roland patiently explained to Sif the concept and specific operations of the formation of the new knights, and Sif listened with gusto.

When Roland finished drinking two cups of tea and his throat was about to burst into flames, she finally gave her impressions.

"The salary arrears will definitely be in place when you take office. Everything else will be done as you say. I believe you!"

Roland: "."

Although Sif's obvious inability to understand the idea of ​​​​building an army made him a little frustrated, this unreserved trust was enough to offset everything.

He subconsciously saluted Sif with knighthood.

Sif quickly took off her gloves and greeted Roland in return.

Perhaps it was because this scene looked so much like a knight and a lord paying tribute to each other, so she quickly reminded:
  "Roland, we are all working for the Queen. There is no need to be formal when we get along in private."

"As ordered!"

Roland deliberately responded in an exaggerated way, which made Sif's cheeks blush slightly and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Let's not talk about it for now. The literary salon will start the day after tomorrow. The standards of this salon are very high. We invite the upper-class nobles in the imperial capital, cabinet ministers, generals and generals of several major military services, as well as celebrities in the literary and artistic circles. Get ready. Yet?"

"I don't have a problem. Even if there is someone who doesn't understand, I still have you." Roland said with a smile.

"That won't work. I won't be able to accompany you the night after tomorrow." Sif smiled and shook her head.

"Hey, why?"

"I have another important mission."

She waved her hand, motioning for Roland to come closer, and whispered in his ear: "Her Majesty the Queen has been unwell for the past few days and cannot attend the dinner. However, it would be rude for her not to attend, so I will play her."

Oh, huh?
  Roland looked at Sif in surprise, thoughtfully.

Sif's role is indeed similar to that of Shadow Warrior, taking the place of the Queen when it is inconvenient to appear.

If necessary, she would be pushed out as a victim.

Thinking of this, Roland felt somewhat unhappy.

Sif was his friend, and the Queen was just a passerby, unfamiliar to her. He didn't want Sif to be harmed.

Looking at Roland's uncertain face, Sif smiled and comforted:
  "I know what you're afraid of, don't worry, I'm very familiar with playing the Queen. I can even do it better than she herself."

Chaplin himself finished second in the Chaplin impersonation contest?
  The joke wasn't funny.

Roland was choked. Is this what he was worried about?
  Looking at Sif's clear eyes, he thought and reminded half-jokingly:

"You will definitely have many opportunities to play her in the future, so you have to seize them."

Of course Sif "understood" what Roland meant. The Royal Knights served the Queen, but the Queen could not leave the palace at will, and she had to do all the work for her.

She smiled and nodded, her words full of confidence.

"Don't worry, no one in this world understands Queen Sylph better than me."

After discussing some other matters, Sif left first. She does not need any preparation to play the queen, but selling jewelry and jewelry requires her to screen.

Only she knows what can be sold at a high price and what cannot be sold temporarily.

After all, she is the one who knows the Queen best, and she has the final say on how much the Queen's treasure chest can be sold for.

She will definitely give Roland a surprise.

It won't be long before we go to sea, and what can be sold must be sold as soon as possible for money.

But not everything can be sold.

Jewelry with obvious royal traces cannot be sold, real estate cannot be sold, horses and pets cannot be sold.

All of this is sold, which means they are clearly saying that they are going to run away.

This matter is even more difficult to handle than pretending to be a queen.

Selling off the family property was not easy, but she would not complain to Roland.

Everyone has something they must do, and Roland is already very busy, so don't make things more difficult for him.

Lisa also didn't want to cause trouble to Roland.

She was trying on a dress to wear the night after tomorrow.

Teacher Margaret is very strict, and the requirements for her these days can be described as harsh.

But she had no time to feel aggrieved.

Teacher Mary can kill all her complaints with just one sentence.

"If you don't behave well, you will not lose your own face, but Mr. Roland and Her Majesty the Queen."

What she said was the truth. No one cared who Lisa was. People only knew that she was Roland's sister and a special guest of the Queen.

It would be rude if she acted like a girl from the middle of nowhere at a dinner party.

Others would not laugh at her, but Roland and the Queen would become the laughing stock.

This sentence is like a shot of stimulant. No matter how tired Lisa is, one shot will revive her with full blood.

When the exhausted Lisa put on her crimson evening gown and stood in front of the floor-length mirror, she was stunned.

The girl in the mirror has a curvy figure. Although she is not particularly tall, she stands out with a proud aura with the help of crystal high heels.

The most obvious is the change in temperament.

Before the special training, although she had outstanding facial features and a hot figure, her speech and behavior always had a bit of simplicity, as if she came from the countryside to seek life in the imperial capital.

Now she looks like a bright and passionate red tulip.

Even in the gardens of the imperial capital, she has a place.

The inferiority complex brought about by his humble status was swept away, replaced by a warm smile.

She came from a poor background and was not even a citizen of the Empire, but now she is a transcendent and has the qualifications to fly in the clouds.

She didn't want to be Roland's burden, and she was definitely not a burden.

The night after tomorrow, she will fully bloom.

Just when Lisa was confidently looking forward to the day after tomorrow, in a house on Belfa Street, Alina adjusted her glasses and frowned slightly.

She was a little curious about Roland's identity and how he could offend people so much.

After thinking about it, she crumpled up the paper with her name on it, replaced it with another piece of paper, then held the pen in her left hand and wrote down a random sentence.

"Dear author, more people like tragedy, don't forget it."

She doesn’t want to be the Riddler either, but she is the special envoy of Jin Yuan Kingdom and cannot be too willful.

She can help her friends, but she has no power to bring trouble to the country.

Even if this note falls into the hands of others, it will not reveal any information.

But she believed Roland could understand.

After all, he is also a cultural person.

(End of this chapter)