in the name of the queen

Chapter 56 How did the knight die?

"Snapped!"

The teacup fell gently on the table. Roland, who turned into a storyteller, looked around the audience and said slowly:

"Why should I take the initiative to challenge? The reason is simple, for the glory of Her Majesty the Queen!"

At this moment, there were two listeners sitting in front of Roland, Sif and Lisa.

Last night, Roland tried to avoid their questioning by saying that he was exhausted and needed rest, but he would definitely not be able to avoid it today.

Since he couldn't escape, he didn't want to tell the same story twice, so he simply came to Sif's door to provide a vivid storytelling performance.

He had already thought about how to make up the story last night.

Perfectly clothed.

However, Lisa and Sif didn't buy it.

After hearing Roland's opening remarks, the two of them stared at him at the same time and said in unison:
  "No lying!"

Roland spread his hands and raised them upward in a standard French military salute.

"As you command, ma'am!"

Seeing Roland laughing and joking, Sif snorted with a straight face, "There are no outsiders here, so don't worry about anything."

For the glory of the Queen is a lie and no one will take it seriously.

It would be rude to say this again.

Roland stopped smiling and asked backhand: "What do you think?"

This time it was Sif's turn to be troubled.

She knew very well that this was Teacher Roland's exam question.

Of course she could not answer or answer wrongly, but she didn't want to be looked down upon by Roland.

The Vase Queen is a thing of the past, she is now the wise Count Sif.

After thinking for a moment, Sif slowly said: "Since this fight must be fought, it is better to take the initiative than wait for Carl Vinson to challenge!"

Roland clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile: "That's good. Then why do we have to fight like this?"

This time he not only looked at Sif, but also at Lisa.

Lisa was a little confused.

Does she want to answer too?

Seeing Count Sif next to her from the corner of her eye, Lisa bit her lip, feeling inexplicably competitive in her heart.

Her thoughts went back to last night.

At midnight, the lively salon ended, and all the participants had their own concerns, including Lisa.

She reluctantly changed out of her clothes and wanted to return the dress, but was refused.

"Her Majesty the Queen does not wear clothes worn by others. Miss Lisa, this is a dress tailor-made according to your size. It suits you best."

"This is a gift from Her Majesty the Queen."

The housekeeper's feminine voice made her a little uncomfortable, but she was happy to keep her dress.

After midnight, she was still herself, but a little different.

She knew very well that Her Majesty the Queen gave her the dress for Roland's sake.

She liked the dress, but she was a little disappointed with the way it was obtained.

She hoped she wouldn't have to hide behind Roland next time.

She must grow.

The flames danced in the palm of her hand, and the warmth came over her, making Lisa feel more at ease.

[Fire Control] gave her the capital to compete with fire magicians, and also gave her the opportunity to stand beside Roland instead of behind him.

She must answer this question correctly.

Lisa's mind was racing.

Sif and Lisa were lost in thought at the same time, and Roland breathed a rare sigh of relief.

It's a good thing that they think.

The team's brains cannot be stored in him. After developing path dependence, it will be troublesome if you need to act alone.

"This is a response to provocation!"

"This is a battle to establish prestige!"

Lisa and Sif answered almost at the same time.

The two of them also felt that something was wrong, and looked at each other with a bit more complicated eyes.

Maybe it was approval, or something else.

However, Roland shook his head slightly and said thoughtfully: "What you said is reasonable, but it is not the main reason." "If you want to establish power, there are many weak persimmons, why choose the Macbeth family?"

"This" Sif was speechless.

"If someone kills someone at provocation, sooner or later the whole world will be offended."

"Hey" Lisa was also a little embarrassed.

Seeing them lost in thought again, Roland's mouth corners slightly raised, and he was in a good mood.

What they said wasn't the right answer, but it wasn't entirely wrong either.

At least they are thinking and giving answers, which is good.

A few minutes later, Sif and Lisa chose to abstain almost at the same time.

Facing the two abstention votes, Roland said solemnly: "Because he is an enemy."

"Sif, Lisa, political activities are very taboo on emotions. And the starting point of your answers just now are all related to emotions."

"What determines the relationship between us and the enemy is not feelings, but interests. If there is a conflict of interest, even fathers, sons, brothers, and couples will turn against each other; if there are common interests, yesterday's enemies can become friends."

"There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests!"

Sif's eyes lit up.

She repeated Roland's last words over and over again, not even noticing when she stood up.

There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

This sentence directly made Sif's previously confused thinking gradually clear.

She knew she would never forget these words.

Looking at Sif standing up in a daze, Roland smiled and teased:
  "Sif-san, please sit down."

Roland smiled and nodded to her, and continued to ask: "So why is he our enemy?"

Sif thought for a moment and said softly but firmly: "The Queen appointed you as the head of the Knights. He jumped out to object. This is enough."

"Very good, you already have normal thinking!"

Roland was very pleased, but Sif was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Is this a complimentary attitude?
  What does "already have the thinking of a normal person" mean? Was she abnormal before?
  Sif's anger condensed in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant.

Well, she was indeed abnormal before, at least not a normal political figure.

Roland patiently analyzed Sif, and then asked her to take the initiative to think about why he attacked so strongly last night, and how to use Carl Vinson's underestimation of the enemy to make the duel lose suspense from the beginning.

"When Carl Vinson followed me to the duel, he was already dead."

Roland casually opened his shirt and introduced his battle preparations to Sif and Lisa one by one.

"These are two smoke bombs that can block the line of sight and cover the attack."

"These are five darts, two of which are hidden in the sleeves, and they are all quenched."

"These are alchemical bombs, one of which cuts defense, one slows, and one blinds."

"This is."

Seeing Roland take out so many weapons from his body as if by magic, Lisa and Sif were stunned.

After taking out the spare pistol and placing it on the table, Roland asked slowly:
  "Are you still asking me how to defeat him now?"

Sif and Lisa shook their heads at the same time.

Carl Vinson naively thought that Roland only had a pistol in his hand. There was only one bullet in the gun and there was no time to reload it.

He firmly believed that he could kill Roland as long as he got close.

Little did he know that being close was just the beginning of a nightmare.

The scene from last night appeared in front of the two girls.

The strong and brave knight charges!

Knight caught in smoke!

The knight was slowed down!

The knight's armor was broken!

The knight has been killed!

The cause of the knight's death was arrogance and underestimation of the enemy.

Who says the leader of the Royal Knights has to be a traditional knight?
  Sif suddenly realized.

It's really scary to be an enemy of a guy like Roland who has no bottom line.

Luckily he was on her side.

As long as you are on your side, even if it is the devil, it will be good.

(End of this chapter)