Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"It's like a reenactment of a fairy tale. I didn't expect to see the kingdom offering a princess to satisfy the dragon's desires in modern times. How does it feel?"

When Roland pushed open the door with a lazy expression, Shokuhou Misaki, who was sitting across the table, glanced at Roland with some resentment and waved away the light screen in front of him.

"It's Xiaoqi. You came so early." Roland touched his chin and showed a thoughtful expression. "As for the feeling, I can only say that it is quite pleasant. Although there is a pitiful expression on his face, but The body is getting hotter."

"Especially after the contract was suddenly broken and the ability to move was restored, because the only thing he could do was to continue intertwining his slender legs together because he was already deeply trapped in it, the movements were even more wonderful."

"Who wants to hear the details of this!"

Shokuhou Misaki subconsciously complained loudly.

The girl who reached the pinnacle of the spiritual system at a very young age knew the difference between reality and fairy tales, and she had no doubt that the evil dragon would eat up the sacrificed girl and wipe it clean.

"He actually brushed off the really important things as a foil. It was obvious that I was woken up by work early in the morning."

Academy City is originally a semi-closed city. Whether internal or external personnel want to enter or exit, they have to go through a series of troublesome procedures, so automated procedures can handle ordinary affairs.

Everyone is treated equally from trial to construction, but despite this, only people can make decisions on important political matters.

Although the number of cadres in Blue Dream Company is expanding day by day, due to the overwhelming number of militant factions, this type of work almost entirely falls on Shokuhou Misaki, the only one with political talent and skill.

But faced with the sudden civil strife in Britain, one of the world's great powers, it is natural for the girl to be very busy.

"Who makes me the kind of person who cares more about the results than the process? No, it should be said that if the results are not good, it will be useless no matter how wonderful the process is,"

Roland walked over with a smile, held the girl's delicate hand, and whispered.

"Anyway, thank you for your hard work. Anyway, we still have a little time. How about I reward you now?"

Looking at someone's hand that was trying to cause trouble again, in order to prevent the room from being filled with the blushing and heartbeating breath again, Shokuhou Misaki blushed and held Roland's wrist, and immediately stopped complaining.

"No, by the time you are satisfied, the coup in Britain will be over. Then won't my previous hard work be even more meaningless?"

Shokuhou Misaki, who lived with Roland almost every day and every night, knew very well how energetic Roland was.

Even though she saw the number of companions growing, she didn't feel relaxed, because Roland not only had no intention of stopping, but intensified, and even openly allocated his time to the daytime, and the choice of environment became more and more intense. It's becoming more and more arbitrary.

In terms of feeling, while being satisfied, Shokuhou Misaki also experienced firsthand that the pressure he was under not only did not decrease, but seemed to become more and more strange.

"That's a pity," Roland shrugged, but he had just unlocked the princess and now he had no obsession with it.

"How is the current situation? Judging from the time difference, it should be past midnight on the British side and starting to get dark now, right?"

"Still in the midst of turmoil, he controlled the country's mouthpieces in an instant, prevented unnecessary information from leaking out, and even took the initiative to blow up the economically important tunnel with France. He did not hesitate to go to this point. To plunge the country into chaos, it seems that Princess Carissa is very determined about this coup.”

Shokuhou Misaki stood up and easily revealed the information that Britain was deliberately concealing.

"Everything from the fleet to the cruise missiles is well prepared. She is obviously ready to make sacrifices. Everything is as you would expect... although I still can't understand it."

Shokuhou Misaki sighed.

What she was referring to was naturally what Carissa did.

Excluding the changes brought about by Roland, Britain's national power is indeed declining day by day.

This reason is partly due to its inherent limitations as an island nation, and partly due to the deliberate international isolation of the Roman Orthodox Church.

However, the influence of Britain in the Forbidden World and Britain in Roland's original world are still fundamentally different. After all, the leaders and nobles here really have a sense of honor for the country and the power that comes with it.

With this kind of extra-standard support, it is certainly one of the top powers in the world.

Despite some decline, there is still a strong possibility of a second spring.

"In that case, why would she carry out a coup at this time? With Academy City as a common enemy, she could have ascended to the throne through more legitimate means, right?"

"Because the goals of the two are very different."

Roland looked at Shokuhou Caoqi with a half-smile, and ruffled her soft hair in amusement.

The girl does have some talents and talents in politics, but because of her natural kindness, she is still a little naive in certain matters.

"If it is for the people to live a happy life, it is natural to choose to obey, but if you want to maintain the glory of the country of Britain, this kind of action is the opposite."

"Whether to protect the country to protect the people, or to give up the happiness of the people for the future of the country, this battle between pragmatism and idealism is really a dilemma that is entangled with the identity of the king."

Carissa's actions had always been expected by Roland.

There is no need for future vision, after all, the other party has a strong sense of déjà vu with the initial appearance of a certain knight king.

The current queen of Britain is a very outstanding ruler. She does not indulge in the glory of the past, but on the basis of maintaining the happiness of the people, she tries her best to ensure that the country obtains the due benefits.

Under the leadership of this policy of the royal family, if Kaelissa wants to take the throne, she must learn to compromise, which is undoubtedly completely different from her ideal.

The arrival of the war has exacerbated this point. Once Britain is completely twisted into a rope due to external stimuli, even if the queen in office is a fool, she can gain huge prestige, not to mention that her mother is already very skilled.

Just go with the flow, this pragmatic strategic policy will be integrated into every level of the country from top to bottom. Once you want to change it, it may happen that the ancestral law cannot be abolished, and the whole of Britain will be in turmoil.

Even Kaelissa's existing power may be shaken, so she must take the initiative before this fuse is lit.

And this is exactly the scene Roland wants to see.

In addition to being interested in the mother-son relationship that permeates Britain, this behavior itself also has important significance for him.

If he wants to avoid being stuck after defeating the Winged Serpent, this incident is the trigger for him to continue on this path of transcendence.

"Because of Britain's unusual movements, other countries have been eyeing it covetously. After you get involved, the conflict will surely be completely intensified..."

After seeing Roland's interested expression, Shokuhou Misaki also held her forehead helplessly.

"Do you need me to prepare a supersonic bomber?"

"This is too wasteful. The technological gap of the Academy City is more suitable for dealing with ordinary armies than against the strong on the magic side. It's just a mere alliance on the magic side..."

Roland raised the corner of his mouth slightly, outlining a contemptuous arc.

"I am enough!"

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The center of Europe should be Britain.

Such a statement was once a kind of consensus in the past.

In a world where the faith of Orthodoxy is truly powerful, the European countries that prospered with it cannot break free from the shackles, because the faith of Crusade has penetrated into the national system, so the Roman Orthodox Church even has the influence to order the countries under its command to dispatch troops.

Although due to geopolitical reasons, Britain is the only country that has escaped the control of the Roman Orthodox Church, except for the independent Russian Orthodox Church.

Using the metal and inscriptions of the goblins to gather the mystery of the native land, in order to prevent interference in internal affairs, it supported the rise of Puritanism. In its heyday, its status even surpassed the Roman Orthodox Church with a history of 2,000 years.

Today, although the title of world hegemony is a thing of the past, it is still regarded as one of the most indestructible countries in the system of checks and balances of three factions.

The Roman Orthodox Church, which has always regarded it as a thorn in its side, only suppressed it secretly without directly threatening it, which is the best proof of this.

But a solid fortress is often the easiest to be breached from the inside.

In the rebellion launched by the second princess, Carissa, and the Knights, the whole of Britain fell quickly.

Although they belong to the same three factions, the police and military system controlled by the Knights, who are closer to the secular world, did not completely fall after occupying the main facilities. However, the Puritans only began to retreat after a partial resistance.

And because Princess Carissa, who initiated the rebellion, was legitimate in both reputation and blood, the royal faction could not reach a consensus and organize a living force to resist.

"The worst situation is that the Knights acted too quickly."

Lola, wearing a light pink monastic robe, leaned on the sofa, shaking the mineral water in the cup, complaining distressedly.

"When we noticed something was wrong, the knights on the post had rebelled together. With no subordinates to lead, we had nowhere to escape."

"Calm down, putting aside the individual, isn't this a very good strategy? You are worthy of being my daughter."

Queen Eliza, wearing a black and white long dress, responded to her old friend casually. She looked about fifty years old, but her mental state was quite good and she looked more energetic than young people.

"You're still using such a happy tone. It's all because of your mother's laissez-faire policy that has led to this situation!"

Lola looked helpless. Although she felt that she was optimistic enough, she still couldn't understand Eliza sometimes.

"Because she did a good job. Although I noticed a little clue, I didn't expect Kailisa to be so decisive."

Eliza spread her hands, without any awareness of her Majesty the Queen, and said in a joking tone.

"I can't stand you..."

Lola sighed softly, obviously not intending to pay attention to Eliza's ridicule.

But another cold voice took over the conversation.

"Is it because you, the Queen, have lost your sense of crisis?"

The door was pushed open roughly, and more than a dozen fully armed knights drew their swords and rushed in like robbers, fanning from both sides like spreading wings, surrounding the entire hall.

In front of their power, the tightly configured magic locks inside Windsor Castle were completely useless.

In the deliberately vacant front, Kaelissa strode in with a sword in hand, and the Knight Commander in a suit followed respectfully behind her.

Laura's eyes also shifted to the girl at the moment.

Although there is no difference in her dress, perhaps because she just left the battlefield, Kailisa's temperament is quite outstanding now, and even the gorgeous long dress that seems to be stained with blood on weekdays looks like a shining military uniform.

With a calm and unhurried attitude and a beautiful and dignified appearance, she looks like a living Valkyrie.

Kailisa glanced at Laura next to her and quickly passed by, staring at Eliza, not hiding her disdain.

"You have become weak, Queen Mother, this country needs courageous young people to rule."

"But you are still a child!"

Hearing the arrogant speech, Queen Eliza, who was just praising her daughter, shook her head as if she couldn't stand it.

"To rule a country, you can't rely on the method of solving all problems on the battlefield. Only wisdom, force, and benevolence can be called a qualified king."

"You are not yet qualified to be a king."

Anyone can hear that this is not an insult, but Eliza's sincere evaluation as a queen.

But unlike a rebellious knight who wants to be recognized more than becoming a king, for Kailisha, who is quite determined and only wants to be a king, this kind of mouth is useless.

"Oh, maybe it is true."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone was cold.

"But the reality is that my scheming sister can only hide and run like a rat in the gutter, and my sister, who is praised for her virtue, naively thinks that self-sacrifice can solve the country's internal and external troubles."

"And my mother, who has all three, can only wait for my disposal like a beast in a cage."

Kailisha raised her eyebrows and looked down at Eliza, who looked solemn, with an arrogant look, as if deliberately showing her status as a winner.

"Queen, you may be able to lead this country into a new era smoothly, but you will never be able to make it rise again. In this ever-changing world, it is the times that have chosen me!"

"The defection of the Knights is the best proof, Queen, don't you understand yet? Britain now needs not a perfect king, but a king with power!"

Kaelissa raised the long sword in her hand and pointed it at Eliza, her eyes cold.

"So, if this country that did not choose me still wants to resist, in order to make it move towards the right future, I don't mind piercing its heart with the mind of a beast."

Queen Eliza's expression became more and more solemn.

She knew very well that this kind of extreme pursuit of ideals without awe was much more terrible than the half-hearted rebellion caused by greed.

"Kaelissa, you will regret it."

"Whatever you say, but Queen, don't forget one thing...now"

Kaelissa drew the long sword from her waist, held it flat in front of her, stared at the face reflected on the sword, and smiled ferociously.

"——I am the Queen of Britain!" (End of this chapter)