in the name of the queen

Chapter 57: Can I have them all?

Knight or writer, that is the question.

Late at night, Roland closed the study door tightly, lit two thick candles, and looked at the two soul-bound cards hovering in the void with the soft light.

Although only he could see the card, he still cautiously locked the door.

The information contained in the soul cards comes clearly to mind.

No one knows where the soul cards come from.

Some people say that they come from the supreme creator god, and they are extraordinary beings.

Some people say they are gods from above the plane, but they are ordinary people.

Some people say that this is the temptation from the demons of the abyss, and they are losers.

It may not matter where he comes from, but what matters is that Roland now has a second card.

The color of the original [Writer] card has turned into lavender, which means that he has a high reputation in his country.

If you're just looking for a reluctant promotion, you can do it now.

But no one will do that.

Normal people would wait until they are unable to level up before getting promoted.

There is no essential difference between the extraordinary road and the ordinary road. They are both fighting for their own benefits in the hands of fate.

The second card is the trophy obtained by killing Carl Vinson head-on in a duel of honor.

It makes sense to kill people and explode equipment.

But soul cards are different from equipment.

Most of the time, soul cards will be annihilated when the owner dies in battle.

Only in special circumstances will it become a trophy.

For example, the person being killed is stronger than the killer, completing an instant kill, or showing superb skills in battle.

If Roland meets three criteria at the same time in a battle, it is reasonable to explode the equipment.

Unlike the [Writer] with a translucent background, the [Knight] card has a milky white background, representing the knight's bright faith.

However, the [Knight] card Roland obtained was slightly different.

Among the flawless milky white background, the drop of blood is particularly eye-catching.

Red plums on a white background are not a bad thing. This scene on the wedding night will most likely make the husband ecstatic.

But these are cards, not a white sheet.

A little red plum, especially ferocious.

Roland knew very well that this represented the kill record at the same level.

If you are a serious knight, you may be uneasy because the holy light is stained with blood. Those who are devout will pray to the great god and repent.

They also feel guilty about having to kill a respected rival.

After all, the tradition of knights is not to kill with bloodlust, but to kill to stop killing.

They raise their swords the same way they raise their holy shields, both fighting to protect beauty.

However, Roland is not a serious knight. He does not believe in this. He only has one idea in his mind.

Arminos, why didn't Lori, who was killed by himself, not count? There should obviously be two plum blossoms in red here.

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  If Roland prayed to the gods, it would not be a confession, but a pious request for bug compensation.

Why repent?
  He was not the one who provoked.

It was Carl Vinson who wanted to die, and he just helped.

Although he complained silently in his heart, Roland still accepted the reality.

He now has two cards.

One is [Writer] and the other is [Knight].

[Writer] is purple, [Knight] is a slightly lower blue.

But this does not mean that the promotion speed of [Knight] is slow. Combat professions can be directly improved through kill records, but civilian professions require cumbersome prerequisites.

[Writer] is upgraded to gold and has a certain international reputation. To upgrade the knight, he only needs to cut from the north to the banks of the Tamas River.

It seems difficult, and it is actually difficult, but the path is clear.

Not having a choice is painful, but so is having a choice.

If you want to make waves in the political arena, [Writer] is undoubtedly an excellent career choice, but it is slightly inferior to [Knight] in terms of combat attributes.

Carl Vinson underestimated the enemy and was shot to death three times just because he was good at it, it doesn't mean that [Knight] is not good. In Roland's view, [Knight] combines offense and defense. As long as it is well-equipped, ruthless and ruthless, and capable of resisting, fighting and attacking at a high level, it is simply the perfect profession for the God of War.

How should he choose?
  If you choose [Writer], you have to take the clerical route. The end of the civil service is to take the exam and, bah, enter the political arena. Cold-blooded and ruthless, he strategizes across the chessboard and uses the resources of the country and even the world to accumulate for himself.

The road is steady and slow.

Choosing [Knight] means taking the hot-blooded battle route and carving a bloody path.

Roland thought hard for a long time and read all the relevant contents in the encyclopedia, but still couldn't make a decision.

After all, it is just a preliminary encyclopedia, and the stories of extraordinary beings recorded are very wild. Compared with it, The Sun seems honest and humble.

There are no bells at four in the morning, only yawns.

Roland was sleepy.

Since you can't choose, don't choose yet.

Roland retreated into bed and suddenly came up with a bold idea.

He's an adult and he wants it all.

This absurd idea fell into sleep together with sleepiness.

It's indeed a bit absurd.

In the entire tens of thousands of years of the Magic Era, there has never been a dual-career extraordinary.

It is as if the gods have decreed that one cannot have both.

When you gain power and wealth, you will also lose your troubles and low self-esteem.

The world is so fair and we cannot let you take advantage of everything.

But dreams are different, in dreams you get whatever you want.

World tree, sea of ​​flowers.

The elf girl is still sitting among the flowers, like an ancient statue, unchanged from time immemorial.

Seeing Roland appear, the girl quietly retracted her legs that exposed the hem of her skirt, but did not stand up.

This guy didn't need to greet her at all.

As she expected, Roland sat down opposite him familiarly, still yawning. He wanted to say hello but suddenly remembered that he didn't know the elf girl's name.

"Sorry, I don't even know your name. How should I call you?" Roland pretended to apologize but actually asked for the girl's name skillfully.

"name?"

The elf girl did not expect Roland to ask this. After a moment of silence, her soft voice was particularly ethereal, as if traveling through time and space.

"Names mean nothing to me. If you insist on being called by a certain codename, choose one for me."

"Can I call you Sif?"

Roland pretended to think and spoke slowly.

He has selfish motives.

At first glance, Sif and the elf girl are only 80 or 90% similar. However, aside from the long silver hair, slender ears and light green magic patterns, which are unique to the elves, they look more and more alike.

Just speaking can make mistakes.

As we all know, as long as there is a possibility of error, it will happen more often than not.

There are always situations where we accidentally say the wrong thing, talk in our sleep, talk while drunk, talk nonsense, or talk in anger.

It would be too impolite to call out the elf girl's name when facing Sif.

If they were all called Sif, they wouldn't be wrong.

The smart Neptune will only call the girlfriend in front of him "baby" instead of his name.

Roland is not Neptune, he just doesn't want to be called by the wrong name.

Hearing this name, the elf girl was silent for a long time and said slowly: "It is actually Sif, which represents beauty and fertility. It is such a good name. Since you like it, then my name will be Sif."

Roland glanced at the girl from the corner of his eye.

What a hit.

It turns out that the Elvish language Sif represents beauty and fertility?

The elf girl indeed deserves this praise.

Of course, the same goes for Roland's good friend Lord Tyrone.

Not only is she beautiful, but her fertility is not inferior to that of this elf girl.

(End of this chapter)