in the name of the queen

Chapter 61 Pig Killing Plate
  Since the monkeys are still watching, the chicken must be killed.

But who is the chicken and how to kill it is very particular.

It would be impolite to be pecked a few times by the chicken or be covered in blood when killing it.

Roland handed the question to Sif, and the quiz began.

Sif thought for a long time, then lowered her head slightly in embarrassment, "Roland, the current information is too little, and I have no idea what to do. Do you have any tips?"

Roland raised his eyebrows slightly and slammed his palms on the table. The loud sound made Sif startled.

She subconsciously stood up and whispered: "Did I say something wrong again?"

"No, that's right, you're right."

Roland pressed down with one hand to signal Sif to sit down, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you have realized the importance of intelligence."

"Without intelligence, it is indeed difficult to make an accurate judgment." He added with a smile.

Sif breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down with a smile, maintaining a listening attitude.

"There is no information, what should we do?" Teacher Luo Lan was persuasive.

"Find a way to get information!" Sif replied instantly.

"For example?" Teacher Luo Lan continued to persuade.

"Forget it about asking for military information. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

The Queen, who has not yet ascended the throne and has no real power, goes to the Military Intelligence Bureau, which has been infiltrated by external forces, to ask for information about the Royal Knights?

This is hell and a joke.

Sif thought for a moment, and her beautiful eyes lit up, "Now that we have reached an agreement with Alban, we should be able to ask him for information, and even evidence of Wharton and others' crimes!"

Roland looked at Sif noncommittally and did not respond.

Sif bit her lip and looked at Roland secretly. Obviously, this answer scored very low.

"Forget it, it's not worth exposing Alban's relationship with us for such a trivial matter."

Roland's eyes gradually softened as he looked at Sif.

Sif felt terrified when Roland saw her, and subconsciously touched her face.

"Is my face dirty?"

There were a lot of children surrounding her just now, it would be bad if she got some dirt on them.

"Of course not, it's just that you are a little special today, shining with the beauty of wisdom."

Sif's cheeks were slightly red, but she quickly realized that she was shining with wisdom and beauty today, but she didn't usually have it.

She raised her head and was about to defend herself when she suddenly thought of the moment when Teacher Walder fainted and Alban's stunned expression, and her angry expression suddenly faded.

Roland was right.

But she also said that she had never come into contact with it before.

She bit her lip and continued to think. She didn't want to be treated like a vase by Roland.

Since the Military Intelligence Bureau is unreliable, Alban cannot be found, and Teacher Wald is recovering from illness, then
  Her eyes lit up again.

"Okay, let's go find Alina!"

Roland: "."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Roland asked softly: "Do you know her true identity?"

"I know. He is called a special envoy, but he is actually a spy chief. Diplomats are like this."

Sif finished speaking quickly and quickly explained: "I was reading declassified diplomatic information recently."

Roland looked at Sif with relief. Her mind was a little active, but her idea was basically correct.

Although he was pleased, he still rejected the proposal, "I can find her, but you can't go."

Sif did not argue. She had a special status and it was inappropriate to contact Alina rashly.

She didn't want Roland to beg a foreign woman, so she had to continue to burn her brain.

After a moment, she murmured in a frustrated voice: "I really can't think of any channels. I can't go to the Adventurer's Guild to buy information."

Roland smiled and reminded: "You forgot someone."

Sif's eyes sparkled and she smiled happily, "It's great to have you here, Roland! Please pay more attention to the intelligence matters."

Roland smiled and shook his head, "Except for Alina, I don't have more channels than you." "Who else? Teacher Wald has no intelligence network, and I can't bear to disturb him." Sif's brain went pure white.

"Wharton."

Roland revealed the answer calmly.

Sif was stunned for a moment.

She did not rush to speak, but continued to ponder, and said tentatively: "Buy him and let him reveal other people?"

"The idea is correct, but Wharton is difficult to bribe. This kind of thing is a gang operation. There must be restraints between them, and they have a community of interests."

Sif blinked and complained softly: "It would be nice if this guy was willing to expose himself."

"Snapped!"

Roland slapped the table hard, making the teacup jump.

Sif was frightened and quickly stood up, her lips trembling slightly.

Wharton dared to deceive his superiors and subordinates when his father was in power. How could he be exposed so easily? She really shouldn't talk nonsense, this is good, Teacher Luo is angry.

While Sif was thinking about how to give an explanation that would not be degrading, Roland couldn't help but smile and say "ok" several times.

Roland's smile made Sif even more frustrated.

Damn it, Roland was really angry this time and started talking nonsense.

Just when she was trying to act coquettish and cute to lighten the atmosphere, Roland's joyful voice came.

"You are right. Wharton, Stanley and others were able to withhold their salaries and even claim empty wages in the past three years. They must have strict organization and counter-reconnaissance methods."

"We have to let them take the initiative to expose their flaws."

Roland said calmly: "They even dared to deceive the late emperor, how could they be afraid of Her Majesty Sylph? Give them a chance, and they still dare to continue to do evil things."

He beckoned Sif to come closer and carefully explained the next action in her ear.

The warm wind blew by her ears, making Sif's ears feel itchy.

Her eyes lit up as she listened and she nodded frequently.

After hearing Roland's action plan, she had to sigh.

Roland is the best at playing dirty tricks.

According to Roland's plan, the money was given to Wharton and asked him to distribute it to the knights.

She and Roland only need to put on a good show.

Just act like an incompetent nobleman.

Is this even necessary for acting? She can totally play her part.

Sif smiled confidently.

But she soon stopped laughing.

Being able to skillfully play the role of trash is nothing to be proud of.

Looking at Sif's smiling mouth and disappointed eyes, Roland knew what she was thinking.

He softly comforted the wounded countess.

"Sif, you have never received education in this area and do not understand normality. But you are different from others. You learn very carefully."

"Politics is complex yet simple. In the end, it's all about competing for interests. When you encounter something you don't understand in the future, think more about the interests of the other party."

Roland said calmly: "Assuming we have an army of one million, tens of millions of pounds of gold coin inventory, and a well-developed intelligence network, dealing with Wharton is like killing a bedbug."

"But we don't, so we have to carefully figure out the weaknesses of the enemy's character, take advantage of their desires, and set traps for them to jump."

"Sif, have you ever seen a boar hunting trap?"

Sif nodded slightly, "I have participated in the royal hunt, but I was just a spectator."

"Do wild boars know that there are nets on the food? Maybe they know, maybe they don't, but when the fragrant corn is placed in front of them, they can't resist."

"Wharton, that's the pig."

Roland snapped his fingers and smiled teasingly: "Let's go, it's time for us to meet Mr. Piggy."

(End of this chapter)