in the name of the queen.

Chapter 198 Who gave them courage?
Standing at the window of the Governor's Palace, looking at the surging crowd in the square across the street, Roland had no expression on his face.

Today is the day of the public execution.

Unlike the indiscriminate killings in other countries, none of the Samaritans he captured were innocent.

For those who were hanged on the execution rack, every death was a sign of mercy to them.

After more than three months of interrogation, the criminal evidence of these people was finally collected and they were given the most fair trial.

Of course, what Roland cares about is not them, but businessmen from other countries.

It would be nice to catch someone and kill him, but it would only make other businessmen afraid.

If we can kill the Samaritan merchants today, will it be their turn tomorrow?

This public trial is also a warning to everyone.

Anyone who dares to violate the law in his jurisdiction will be punished by law and have their property confiscated.

In the sigh of the old magician, Lisa went further and further on the road of specializing in the fire system.

Anthony felt that she was a bit biased and not versatile enough, but she didn't care.

This hunting operation was indeed very profitable.

Fortunately, Solano juice tasted great and made him feel much better.

Ordinary people always need an outlet for their painful lives. We can't let the emperor and nobles take the blame, right?
Thinking that the progress of civilization is still very long, Roland sighed softly, returned to his seat, closed his eyes and rested.

Before breeding technology drove agricultural progress, although agricultural products were authentic, their taste was hard to describe.

After learning magic from Anthony, Lisa was completely out of time, so she resigned from her position as a general logistics officer to study magic with peace of mind.

This made her easy to learn fire magic.

"These are the first ripe solanos, try them."

"It's not too high to reach the average output."

"Roland, I am not anyone's disciple, I am just Lisa."

"Four months ago, the Vladimir Empire invaded the Bethlehem Kingdom; last month, a civil war broke out in your homeland Thalia; last month, a conflict broke out between the Pruden Kingdom and the Wende Empire; and half a month ago, Factional fighting broke out in the Golden Kite Republic; a few days ago, large-scale riots broke out in the Weimar Federation. "

There were many ordinary people among the crew members sent to the bottom of the sea by the Fourth Fleet a few days ago, but they chose the wrong employer and could only be buried with them.

Lisa said with a smile: "The teacher said that these Solano fruits are growing very well and are almost catching up with the average yield during the Magic Empire."

After experiencing the baptism of life and death in the volcanic lava, Lisa's physique has undergone tremendous changes.

Roland didn't care at all.

Roland has seen civilization, but he will not be so arrogant as to want to change the process of civilization on his own. He will only secretly add fuel to the flames and let the era of ignorance end early.

Seeing Lisa standing nearby waiting, Roland smiled and teased: "Sister, please sit down. I don't dare to let Master Anthony's disciples stand and talk to me."

"Then you have to sit down. It's even more outrageous to ask my sister to stand."

Roland grabbed the fresh apple and took a bite. It is tender and juicy, with a good texture, but the taste is average and a little sour.

Looking at the crazy crowd outside the window, Roland sighed inwardly. No wonder the descendants of the Magic Empire called them barbarians. The Rodinians were still too far away from civilization.

As long as she completes the accumulation of strength, she can be promoted smoothly.

It united the hearts of the team, obtained a large amount of funds, and rectified the business environment.

It takes a long time for fruit to taste delicious.

A partial subject is a partial subject. Not everyone has to take the almighty route. If you do one thing to the extreme, you can also become extraordinary and holy.

Although he had persuaded him many times, his disciple's stubbornness gave Anthony even more headaches.

"Roland, is there going to be a war?"

Faced with Lisa's casual question, Roland smiled and nodded, "Yes, the Continental Convention has expired, and it seems that no one wants to renew it."

Just as he was thinking about the world and philosophy of life, the door was gently pushed open, and Lisa walked in with cut fruits and freshly squeezed Solano juice.

In the past few months, she has successively collected five-star praise cards from Roland, Sif, Alina, Christine, Anthony and others, and the background color of the soul cards gradually turned golden.

The phoenix blood in the ring blended into her body, completely transforming her.

In her spare time, she devotes herself to cooking.

Lisa spends a lot of time studying cooking every day, which makes Anthony heartbroken.

Lisa liked hearing this, so she sat down opposite Roland and shared the fruit with Roland.

Of course, making so much money comes with a price, which is becoming the sworn enemy of the Samaritans.

Compared to enemies of the level of Sophia and the Goddess of Light, the Samaritans are nothing at all.

Roland didn't want to incite hatred, but it existed.

Such as cooking.

Without the fused phoenix blood, she would definitely not be able to walk out of the crater alive.

Every time the judge announces a person's guilt, there will be a roar of catharsis from the crowd.

Not to mention compared to the Age of the Gods, it was far behind the peak of the Magic Empire.

Roland stood up, holding a slender stick in his hand and pointed out all the locations where the conflict broke out on the map.

Lisa looked at it for a while and said in surprise: "Oops, there are fights all around us."

"It's not necessarily that bad."

Roland smiled and said: "It's good to fight. No one will interfere when we clean up the Kingdom of Oden."

Lisa moved her eyes to the north of the map and saw the Kingdom of Oden, with some confusion in her eyes.

"Do they have any grudge against us?"

"Not really, but there is a conflict of interest." Roland said with a smile.

He thought about how to educate Lisa in an easy-to-understand way, but Lisa gave up on her own initiative.

She smiled and shook her head, "Roland, no need to waste time, I don't want to know this either, but you must take me with you next time you go on an expedition!"

"Of course, I need your help very much." Roland had discussed with Lisa and knew that she was now very strong, so he had no reason to refuse.

Just when Lisa nodded happily, there was a knock on the door, two long and two short, it was Alina.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Roland was a little surprised. Alina rarely came to report to him directly unless there was urgent information.

Alina looked serious and looked at Lisa, a little hesitant to speak directly.

Lisa stood up knowingly and said, "Roland, you guys talk first, I'll prepare lunch."

"Sister, don't worry, it's still early for lunch."

Roland insisted on letting Lisa stay, but she smiled and shook her head.

"I know you believe me, but I'm really not interested in hearing it."

This is true, Lisa has no interest in politics or military affairs. Every time she attends high-level meetings, her eyes are dull and she dozes off, so she won't be tortured.

After watching Lisa leave, Roland picked up the tea cup and motioned for Alina to sit wherever she pleased. Alina was not polite to him and sat down where Lisa had just sat.

The seat felt warm. It seemed that Lisa had been sitting here for a long time.

She suddenly became alert and smiled to herself.

This kind of occupational disease is really bad. How long Lisa sits here has nothing to do with her. Even if she has to worry, it should be Queen Sylph.

Through close observation and divination, she observed an increasingly darker red line between Roland and Sif.

The red line is so deep, either you hate it to the death, or you love it to the death.

Obviously, it's the latter.

The relationship between Alina and Sif is not very good, so naturally she won't worry about Sif.

She even had a bit of a fun mentality.

Because she saw that there was also a red line connecting Roland and Lisa. Although it was not as deep as Sif, it was far beyond that of an ordinary couple.

How could she miss such a wonderful show.

Seeing that Alina was silent and silent, Roland knew that the matter was probably serious, so he drank tea to relieve the shock in his heart.

"What's so serious that it can keep you stunned for so long?"

"Oh, it's nothing. If my analysis is correct, the Kingdom of Oden will launch a surprise attack on us within a week."

"puff!"

Roland sprayed a sip of tea on the table, his eyes widening instantly.

"Are you kidding?"

"Of course not, do I look like a person who has no sense of measure?" Alina sounded a little dissatisfied.

Although he accepted the reality, Roland still didn't understand. "Okay, I want to know the specific situation. Who gave them the courage?"

Is the Kingdom of Oden crazy? Why should they?
Alina put the information on the table and made a simple summary, "The current king of the Kingdom of Oden, Sven VII, is a young and promising monarch. He studied at the Pruden Military Academy in his early years and met King William of Pruden. The two are good friends, maybe it’s the courage that the Kingdom of Pruden gave them.”

"King William II of Pruden believed that he could stand on the shoulders of his father Frederick to build great achievements and revive the Odin Empire, while Sven VII worshiped Odin culture and was a spiritual Odin man."

Good guy, there is actually a spiritual Odin?
Although he wanted to laugh, Roland knew that this was not surprising. William II's father, Frederick, once had many admirers, and among them there were even monarchs who showed favor to him regardless of the interests of their own country.

Emperor Odin once ruled the vast territory of central Rodinia and had many admirers.

Essences are common in Rodinia.

Alina is not talking nonsense, her intelligence analysis is very rigorous.

The Kingdom of Oden stored a large amount of food, built enough armor, muskets and cold weapons to arm 50,000 regular troops, and purchased war horses from nomads further north.

Not only that, they were cutting down oak trees to build warships.

Roland, who was in the front, didn't take it seriously. Hearing that the Kingdom of Oden began to cut down oak trees, Roland became angry instantly.

“That’s my tree, it just happens to grow where they are!”

Alina bit her lip and forced herself to swallow her words.

Roland is indeed shameless. If she were to take a neutral position, she would definitely condemn Roland, but she is from Roland's camp.

That's fine. My father was too shameless and ended up costing his life and political future.

Why decentralize power when there is an opportunity to take charge of the country?

If it were her, she would directly build momentum for ascending the throne and proclaiming herself emperor.

My father still cherishes his reputation too much. However, fame is only useful to the winner. It is really wrong to pursue false fame without complete victory.

Looking at the intelligence collected by Alina, Roland fell into deep thought on the sand table in front of him.

He has read various military works, but this does not mean that he can become an excellent battle commander by cheating on the spot.

Although both he and Sif can talk freely about the overall layout of the war, the strategic deployment must ultimately be implemented into specific battles.

Qualified battle commanders are in short supply here at Roland.

Delong and several other generals were excellent division and brigade commanders, but the battle command exceeded their expectations.

Roland's ability to use a keyboard to command the army was at the level of one of the Ten Sages of the Martial Temple. Zhao Kuo had to stand and talk to him, but he had no actual combat experience in commanding at the battle level.

Sif may be better at holding high the white rose flag and leading the charge.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, the only person Roland could use was Christine.

As a leader in the High Templar Church, she is proficient in various military skills and has experience in commanding tens of thousands of battles on more than one occasion.

Not only did she lead the Imperial Army, she also served as a battlefield commander in the Wende Empire.

Although Christine is a heretic and her attitude towards Roland is very calm, she can only be used when the situation is urgent.

Now that there is a battle commander, Roland has more confidence.

He was somewhat dissatisfied. Could it be that he really didn't know how to fight?

He calmly placed the chess pieces representing the enemy army on the sand table according to the positions provided by the intelligence, then placed his own troops on the sand table one after another, and marked the chess pieces with different weight values ​​according to the rules of deduction.

It took twenty minutes just to do this.

Looking at the various chess pieces dotted around the chessboard, Roland felt dizzy.

What about using the battlefield as a chessboard and controlling the overall situation coolly?
War is indeed too professional.

Alina was a little surprised to see Roland's stern expression and his calm thinking.

I have never heard that Roland has any experience in leading troops in war.

The largest operation he ever commanded was to escort Sif to three overseas provinces.

Roland did show good adaptability during this operation, but the specific command was under the responsibility of General Bridges and had little to do with Roland.

Is he really a genius? A genius who does not need to undergo systematic military training or go through battlefield practice, but accepts military advice from the goddess in his sleep?
Just as Alina's evaluation of Roland continued to improve, Roland asked in a deep voice:
"Alina, can you help me divine the fate of Swain VII and important enemy personnel?"

Alina: "."

She lowered her head in embarrassment and said softly: "I'm sorry, the direction of the war involves too many people, and I can't do it."

"I'm not asking you to predict the outcome of the war. Our army will definitely win this war, so there's no need to calculate. I just want to know their fate, such as how long they will live and where they will die. Can this be calculated?"

Alina was stunned for a few seconds and said softly: "If our army is bound to win, of course we can."

"Don't worry about the divination."

Alina took out the angel card from her chest, turned over the Holy Angel card representing victory, placed it in the middle, and then placed the other cards in order.

Now that the result is determined to be victory, that's much better.

After a moment, she raised her head in surprise and murmured in confusion: "The fate that can be seen through divination is very vague, but the fate of Sven VII is particularly clear. He will die in the Earl of Deland."

"Great, where are the others?"

"The fate of most people is very vague, but the fate of the famous general Good Johnson was to die in the Royal Capital of Oden. It doesn't make sense. Since he could return to the Royal Capital, how could he die? Could it be that he was injured on the battlefield?"

(End of this chapter)