After Becoming a Little Sister

You must know that as one of the most important tourist attractions in Copenhagen, Amalienborg Palace is full of tourists.

Such a style determines that it is not the real official center oriented by the political center, but the current posture seems to be here to welcome guests.

Who's coming?Are foreign heads of state visiting?Or is the Queen's cousin, the Queen of Britain, coming?

The elementary school students waving the Danish flag yawned, but tried to open their curious eyes and looked at the crowd around them.

However, accompanied by a long dragon chant, several huge dragons soared from the hovering battleship in the sky, circled twice and landed in front of the Amalienborg Palace, squatting at the end of the spacious street, Looking down at the surrounding crowd.

Be it panic or curiosity, the crowd was shoving and agitated, they backed away while exclaiming, but couldn't help but cast their eyes firmly on the two giant dragons.

This is - the legendary dragon!

No, no, this is an alien, this is a visitor from the legendary divine civilization!

Queen Margaret wore a rare costume today, with a fur scarf on her shoulders, she walked out with a serious expression, staring straight ahead.

A flying disc landed, and General Rexxar, who was carrying Aliya's two-handed epee, led a team of high-level fleet officers in military uniforms. This was the first time he appeared in such a public place surrounded by people, and even he was the only one. A person was still wearing armor, and he seemed to have a chilling feeling.

Glancing at these people with cold eyes, General Rexxar stepped off the disc and strode forward, his steps making the sound of clanging armor and metal rubbing against each other.

When the two sides met under the gaze of the crowd, and General Rexxar raised his hand to press the hilt of his sword behind him, everyone's faces were already pale, and they suspected that this guy would draw his sword to do something outrageous or unbearable in the next second. , The palace guards who acted as the guard of honor couldn't help but raised their guns.

However, General Rexxar just slowed down his movements, drew out his big sword and stood in front of him, allowing the divine grace gold weapon to sink three inches into the ground out of thin air.

To be honest, it's useless for these people to shoot first, it only takes a second for General Rexxar to kill them.

"Queen Margaret?" He looked down at the old but still tall queen in front of him.

"...I am." Queen Margaret nodded slightly.

"I was ordered to ask you to send an envoy to attend the trial of the Human Rights Tribunal, please—"

"There is no need to send another envoy, I will take people there myself."

Queen Margaret raised her head and looked directly at the man whose temperament was said to be tearing apart: "Is it now?"

"Yes." General Rexxar raised his hand to press his chest, restrained his momentum, and bowed slightly: "From a personal point of view, you are admirable, queen."

Only then did Queen Margaret heave a long sigh of relief, and some people behind her were already pale and fighting.

"Then let's go." Queen Margaret stepped forward calmly: "Although I don't know what one of you wants me to do, but if I just play a supporting role, I think I can still do it-you will What are you doing to my people?"

"No, our duty is to protect the intelligent species, not to hurt anyone."

"...Are you really aliens?"

"Geographically, we are."

"Strange aliens, you have a high sense of morality, just like us."

"The last ones who said this were those noble lords, and they felt the same way."

"Really? Maybe I have more common language with your noble lords. They must also love culture and art."

"..."

"Okay, whatever, let me see what that 'loving father' wants to say and do to the world."

"……Please."

……

……

"That is to say, when Queen Margaret was young, it happened to be the time when her loving father whipped Europa?"

"To be precise, when she was young, when De San was rampant, her birth was regarded by Denmark as the dawn of the war period. Her mother often pushed her on the road to inspire the people. They eventually De Kou will be defeated and return to normal life."

"So they defeated De Kou and returned to normal life?"

"They joined the so-called German invaders. Before the surrender, Denmark lost 13 people in the battle against the German invasion, but after joining the German soldiers, their Danish soldiers fought bravely and were awarded by the Eagle's Nest many times. That's six thousand."

Alia looked at the slogan "Welcome to the Happiest Place in the World" at the airport and remained silent.

The khaki man beside her thought wildly for a while, and added: "Later, Mao Zi defeated De San, so they returned to their normal lives."

『Boss, General Rexxar has received someone and is heading to the Human Rights Tribunal. Queen Margaret came forward in person and there is no replacement. 』

"Interesting, there are still smart people in Europa, but unfortunately they are all old." Alia smiled, stepped off the plane, and looked at the sky in the distance.

But it doesn't matter whether Queen Margaret gives face, because Alia never needs others to give her face, she will take it herself.

Probably this is why Queen Margaret said that Aaliyah is like a father of steel. She is actually tactful enough and did not say that Aaliyah is a mustache.

Well, although Stalin also had a nickname called Mustache...

The airport is very empty, everything is as usual, there is no fanfare welcome ceremony, and there is no luxurious caravan of returning urban dragon kings.

The people who came to pick up the plane, in addition to TPC's Europa staff, were the ambassadors of the Republic's local embassy.

The latter was a rather elegant middle-aged man, who smiled wryly after seeing Aliya and shook hands with her.

"Miss Ai, to be honest, I don't really want to say 'Welcome here'."

"...Because I made everyone mess up?"

"No, if it's just from my personal point of view, I welcome you very much, but—" Ambassador Wang hesitated to speak, and finally said calmly: "But we are all on our own, so I don't want to talk routinely, I want to ask , Miss Ai, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I just want to sue Denmark." Aliya smiled: "This shouldn't embarrass you, Ambassador Wang?"

"I'd rather you come to embarrass us. It doesn't matter how angry the family members are behind closed doors. There is no overnight enmity." Ambassador Wang sighed, but still turned away: "No matter what, we are on your side. If you need anything, just ask... Europa and these guys are non-stick pans, don't get angry because of them."

Alia's attitude seems to have remained the same from the beginning, she just simply pursued responsibility.

But the TPC does not have the authority to hold sovereign countries accountable. Alia is so tough, why bother?

They don't understand, not to mention Nordic, even the Big Five. Everyone thinks that Alia is trying to take this opportunity to gain something.

It's like on the book's side, the difference is that this time she doesn't bring the five majors to play together, after all, this time it is the God's Grace Army, which is her personal soldier.

Only the Republic has a little bit of psychological expectation, that is, Alia may really come here purely to seek accountability.

When it gets bigger, it means having the world in mind. Such a god in the world really annoys some people or some places.

Even if she offends so-and-so to death today, she still has to draw a line. After all, if she doesn't teach, it's called abuse. She probably wants to teach something today.

But no matter what, just like what Ambassador Wang said in a low voice before, everyone is on her own side and is on her side.

Upwards, the Republic held the other four out of the top five, forcing them to pinch their noses and declare that they would not use nuclear weapons, which was a decent cover for the civilizations of both sides.

Next, Ambassador Wang is not afraid to argue with the Danish officials. The ambassadors of big countries are not comparable to small countries. A good temper does not mean that you are cowardly.

The rest depends on what Alia is going to do. Whether they are supporting by the side or waving the flag and shouting or abstaining, it doesn't matter, anyway, the attitude is here.

Today, only one of their ambassadors came to pick up the plane, which can explain the problem well. The other four families have a little temper with Alia's actions.

Aliya glanced back at the Concorde behind her—this plane was specially pulled out of the hangar by France for maintenance and a gift from France. She took this thing today to give to the United Five yesterday. Make a decent statement, but it seems that the other party doesn't answer.

"Let's go, go to the Human Rights Tribunal, Rexxar and the others have already brought people here."

Aliya didn't say much, and instead led the staff towards the Human Rights Court.

The seat of the Human Rights Tribunal is located in Strasbourg, France. Don’t think it’s transnational in Europe, but Strasbourg is only more than 700 kilometers away from Copenhagen, Denmark. Putting it in a republic is like a province. Even if you step on the gas pedal to death, you haven't crossed the province yet.

After a brief transfer, Aliya met this permanent institution that theoretically aims to safeguard some of the rights mentioned in the 48-year UN Declaration of Human Rights.

There are no journalists, no tourists, and not even many bystanders, which is very different from the status quo of previous human rights court cases.

We must know that the cases that can be heard in the Human Rights Tribunal are often not accepted by various countries but have a great influence on public opinion. For example, an organization sues an entire country, an individual sues an entire country, etc., which are all in the eyes of the media. Meat and pastry.

But today, everything is kept simple, and it is clear that someone is suppressing public opinion, and everyone does not want Alia to gain more voice.

Although everyone knows that such a master who can do whatever he wants cannot be suppressed...

Aliya didn't care, she just looked back deeply at the flags at the entrance of the Human Rights Court, and easily found the side of the TPC.

Several cages from afar, covered with black cloth, followed Alia into the courtroom.

And such a trial, which is destined not to be familiar to the public, started so quietly, which seems to indicate the future that it will end quietly.

The tall gate, the obscure skylight, and the building full of floor-to-ceiling glass windows are clean and bright inside and out.

The figure with no strength to restrain the chicken just stood in front of it, holding only a piece of paper in his hand.

Khaki Wild and Ambassador Wang stood together. The latter looked at Khaki Wild with inquiring eyes, while the former just shook his head and nodded again.

Ambassador Wang then sighed again, implying something: "Why bother?"

"In life, you have to do something. Isn't the old saying good, if you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world."

"But this is not our world!" Ambassador Wang clenched his fists and said, "Why don't you tell her that I will come forward and sit in the plaintiff's seat?"

"But, this is the world of the entire human race. The crisis of the Titans is the crisis of all mankind after all, isn't it?"

"Is it necessary?" Ambassador Wang pointed to a large building not far away: "They don't even care about it!"

"But we care. If someone is serious, there will always be some improvement...probably."

"I've been here for many years, and I know these official tones too well. It's hard—it's hard—she's not being serious, she's here to get angry!"

"Not necessarily." Khaki smiled wildly: "She still knows this well."

"In terms of self-regulation?"

"No, I'm talking about flipping tables."

"..."

PS: continue tomorrow

Section 1534 1341.5 - Everyone did nothing, so there is nothing wrong

The interior of the Human Rights Court is not very grand.

This looks like a common lecture theater in any university. Even compared to those universities with sufficient funds for infrastructure construction and superficial work, their lecture theater occupies a much larger area than these places with a little tendency to do practical things. Be luxurious and spacious.

The semi-circular 'lecture hall' was full of people, and there were about [-] listeners in the auditorium who looked listless.

The clothes of these people are somewhat ragged, and their expressions are not very good-looking, because they have not even had the time to deal with their own affairs since they were rescued, such as finding a spacious place to sleep and drinking hot soup Take a shower and change into clean clothes—they're not prisoners!

But the hateful benefactor treated them like prisoners, and guarded them directly on the battleship since they were rescued, until now.