in the name of the queen.

The progress of the times is by no means achieved overnight.

In this era when the industrial age was still in its infancy, the existence of colonies was in the interests of major industrial countries, so they existed, and that was all.

It has nothing to do with morality or civilization, it only has to do with the size of your fist.

It will take a long time for the colonies to awaken and gain independence. If you want independence, you have to pay the price of blood. This is history and reality.

Wanting independence just by shouting at the top of your lungs? There is no such thing in the world.

Roland certainly would not change his decision just because of the Barat representative's shouting, and he even felt a little annoyed with the bearded representative.

He can't recognize his own strength and can't distinguish the occasion. He is clearly a fool.

Although the Ballater region is nominally an independent country, everyone knows that they are the back garden of Sussex.

The Sussex Empire, in order to demonstrate the magnanimity of a country from the civilized world and to express respect for the Bharat ascetics, allowed them to sit on the table.

You can be at the table, or even pretend to be a guest, but you can’t steal the show. This is a tacit understanding.

Smart people will not easily break the tacit understanding and make themselves look bad.

Unfortunately, Representative Bharat did not understand.

When Roland decided Barat's fate with just a few words, he did not realize that he had long been accustomed to his superior status and was no longer the little writer who was happy about winning an essay award.

In this world full of fools, he sees farther, knows more, and is destined to suffer more.

If doomsday finally comes, the final pain of those ignorant masses and the weak will only last for a moment, while the extraordinary people will be tortured slowly.

Roland had only one comment to make about the relationship between Sussex and Barratt.

"No one can get in the way of Sussex's friendship with Barratt, not even Barratt himself."

Announcing the formation of an alliance is just to establish the broad framework.

Against the backdrop of a common crisis facing humanity, no one dared to object, but when it came to the details, representatives from various countries had their own little thoughts.

The representatives of the major countries were not surprised that Barat's representative was forked out. They even felt that it was an offense that Roland allowed the guests to sit on the chairs while eating at the table. However, they could not object because of Roland's face.

After Roland announced the formation of the alliance, Queen Sissi, the representative of the Kingdom of Tyrol, stood up, and her gentle voice echoed in everyone's heart.

"Very good, the barbarians have left the venue, and we can now communicate in a civilized manner."

Her words represent the mentality of most people. The core area of ​​Rodinia represents civilization, while Southeast Rodinia, the South Continent and the New Continent are backward, barbaric and ignorant.

Although it is a bit extreme, it basically fits the background of the times.

When the skies of Sussex and Cite were covered with coal smoke, a symbol of industrial civilization, in the far south continent, it was even popular to eat one's own kind.

Roland glanced casually at Queen Sissi.

This most beautiful woman of the previous generation who was forced to abdicate by Sophia is only 35 years old this year. She originally had outstanding strength and potential, but after succumbing to Sophia's tyranny, she has always lived in the shadows.

After the Battle of Baishan, the difficulty of becoming a transcendent was greatly reduced, and many transcendents who were originally not qualified to reach a higher level now had the opportunity to break through.

Just like most games have a catch-up mode for returning players, many weak players at tier eight or even tier nine also join the glorious evolution.

In later generations, people will call the extraordinary people who were promoted in the Battle of White Mountain the mountain top strongmen, and those who come later the pursuers.

Queen Sissi originally had the opportunity to become a powerful figure at the top of the mountain, but she chickened out. It took her many years to finally heal her broken heart, defeat her inner demons, and break through to the sixth level.

Among the pursuers, she is the fastest.

The sky cleared up, the rain stopped, and Xixi felt that she was fine again.

After fading from the mainstream view for several years, she regained control of the Kingdom of Tyrol, and this international conference was her first return to the mainstream view.

Queen Sissi had a perfect figure with curves and the charm of a mature woman. In addition, the depths of her eyes faintly exuded an unsatisfied desire. Every man felt his heartbeat accelerate when his eyes glanced at him.

Queen Sissi still has her charm.

No, it’s not that she still has her charm, but she is still standing at the pinnacle of feminine charm.

Looking at the enchanting charm of Queen Sissi, Alina bit her red lips lightly. She appeared to be disdainful, but she was silently recording Queen Sissi's outfits behind her back.

Lisa showed an envious expression. The mature and charming older sister not only has a fatal temptation to men, but also serves as a good role model for the younger sisters who are gradually maturing.

Sif glanced at Queen Sissi disapprovingly, then looked down at the magic mirror that had shrunk into a small mirror and was attached to her left wrist. Seeing that Queen Sissi was still only in fourth place, she felt relieved instantly and was satisfied with her current ranking on the Women's Charm List.

Although Queen Sissi was charming, she posed no threat to her.

Let’s get past Sophia first.

Sif adjusts her threat level to Weak.

Christine opened her eyes and looked at Queen Sissi with some confusion. Then she stared at her body fiercely and became even more surprised.

Queen Sissi felt the gaze coming from behind, and she turned back charmingly, but what she saw was not the gaze from Roland, but the gaze of Christine.

Queen Sissi's eyes were somewhat hesitant.

She thought that Roland, the lecherous little fellow, was giving her the stare, but she didn't expect that his eyes were communicating with his wife. Instead, it was Christine, who was sitting next to Roland, who was very interested in her.

Queen Sissi was stunned for a moment, then she stroked Christine's perfectly curved chin with a slightly provocative look.

The Little Saint of Light can see her, so of course she can look back, which is reasonable.

However, the moment this gaze touched Christine, goose bumps appeared all over her skin, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Christine's stomach suddenly churned, she stood up abruptly and disappeared through the door like lightning.

There was an uproar.

Sif winked at Roland, signaling him to go out and take a look.

Roland and Sif had such a tacit understanding that he could understand what she meant with just one look.

Although Christine has different beliefs and her behavior is somewhat extreme, she is still their ally. Now that she is in trouble, it would be inappropriate to ignore her.

Roland hurriedly explained to the other delegates and disappeared out the door.

Queen Sissi's speech was unexpectedly interrupted, and she felt a little annoyed. In order to maintain her demeanor, she shrugged casually and said coolly:

"Let's wait for them. Miss Christine is quite strong and not injured. It seems that she is not feeling unwell but has some special reason."

"Please be more tolerant of the ladies, gentlemen. Thirteen years ago, I also had a period of vomiting for a few months. Even now, I still remember it clearly."

She sat down casually, picked up the teacup and sipped the tea elegantly.

It looked like she was explaining for Christine, but the men present suddenly remembered something.

The Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Tyrol is twelve and a half years old this year. Thirteen years ago, Queen Sissi was pregnant.

Thinking back to Christine's embarrassed departure, looking as if she was vomiting, and thinking back to Roland's eagerness to rush out and care for her first, it was hard for the representatives not to have wild thoughts.

They exchanged glances with a half-smile, and their faces were filled with ambiguous expressions that said "Those who understand will understand, and those who don't understand won't understand even if I tell you."

Although Queen Sissi's words did not point to anything and did not accuse anything, they vaguely hinted that Miss Saint was not so clean.

This way of spreading rumors is calm and elegant, but in essence it is no different from that of a gossipmonger.

Queen Sissi was very good at spreading rumors, but Sif's insight had already seen through her malicious intent through her clear eyes.

Sif frowned slightly, looking very unhappy.

She didn't care about Queen Sissi's dirty rumors about Christine, but bringing Roland into the rumor crossed her bottom line.

Even if Roland really did it, it's not your turn to talk nonsense.

Besides, he never did it.

Sif has a pair of wise eyes. As she was promoted to the fifth hidden rank [Dictator], her insight ability was greatly enhanced. After shrinking the artifact magic mirror and carrying it with her, she could see through more and more things.

She could clearly see that Christine was pure.

She could also see Queen Sissi's malice towards the whole world and the light pink number 15 above her head.

This means that Queen Sissi had negative distance contact with fifteen male partners.

Poor old King of Tyrol, he wore fourteen green crowns.

Sif speculated maliciously that the old king was sixty-one years old when he got married, so maybe he had fifteen green crowns.
A bitch with a glamorous appearance and noble status.

This is her evaluation of Queen Sissi. It is a tragedy that the people of Tyrol regard such a woman as a national goddess and she is also a woman admired by countless young nobles.

Sif was a little curious about what Christine had seen that made her lose her composure like that.

Although she didn't like Christine very much, she recognized the strength of the Pope of Light and didn't think Christine was someone who was afraid of Queen Sissi.

Although Queen Sissi was spreading rumors, she was right about one thing: Christine really vomited, and vomited very violently.

She squatted on the side of the road and not only vomited out all her breakfast, but also vomited stomach acid.

Roland said nothing, but handed over a handkerchief.

"Thank you, don't worry, it's just physical discomfort."

Summoning holy water to clean the stains on her lips, and using a handkerchief to wipe the water droplets off her lips, Christine was a little overwhelmed when she thought that this handkerchief was used by Roland.

"The holy and bright mind does not allow"

Christine had just begun to recite the sutra when Roland interrupted her. "Okay, stop confessing. I have never used this thing. I just picked it up at the Winter Palace before leaving. It's brand new."

brand new?

Christine was even more confused. She could smell a faint pleasant scent on the handkerchief. It was not Roland's, but was picked up from the Winter Palace. Could it be
Christine felt even more nauseous when she thought that this thing might have been Sophia's collection for several years.

Fortunately, she had vomited out everything she could, and if she vomited any more it would all be stomach acid, so she just dry-heaved.

"Christine, time is precious, let's go back."

"Aren't you going to ask me why I lost my composure?" Christine followed Roland and asked softly.

"If you tell me, I'm willing to share. If you don't tell me, I believe you have your reasons."

Roland didn't look back, but just spoke calmly.

"In the darkness of the night, the tentacles of shadows weave a web. Just a moment ago, I smelled a deep breath of darkness from Queen Sissi." Christine's ethereal voice seemed to sound from the endless void.

"The second line of the prophecy?" Roland stopped and turned back suddenly, looking at the clearness in Christine's eyes.

"oracle."

Christine stubbornly corrected Roland's mistake in addressing.

Roland looked calm and said in a deep voice, "It seems that the last two prophecies will come soon."

Since a new enemy has appeared, Roland naturally dares not neglect it.

"Christine, until these enemies are eliminated, we can still fight side by side, right?"

Christine did not answer Roland's question, but lowered her voice and said, "Roland, you are different from Sophia. She is trampling on the dignity of the goddess. The day of the Coming of the Holy Light will be her death. There is no need for you to be locked up with her."

Seeing Roland preparing to walk towards the negotiation venue, Christine grabbed Roland's sleeve fiercely and tried to persuade him anxiously.

"My faith is not firm, and I have offended the Great Goddess before." Roland shrugged.

"I told you that you are different. The Lord of Light is a merciful goddess. She can forgive unintentional mistakes and offenses when she is unaware of the truth. Sophia knew that the judges were appointed by the goddess, but she still killed them with a sword. This is a slap in the face of the goddess, and no one can resolve it."

Christine's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was raised a few degrees, "Roland, I have no family, you are my only friend, I won't hurt you. Don't get involved with Sophia, being with her is bound to bring bad luck."

Her anxiety was not fake.

The oracle is gradually coming true, which means that the power of the goddess is extending to this world.

The day when the three goddesses descend is the end of the blasphemers.

The goddess is merciful, but the place to be saved is extremely precious and can only be obtained by those with devout faith and outstanding contributions.

"Roland, you have done your best to revive the Holy Spring and you have been firm in protecting the Holy City. The goddess has seen all of this. If she happened to be dozing off and didn't see it, I would have reminded her."

"Promise me you won't go astray again, okay?"

Christine raised her head and stared at Roland blankly.

After becoming the human representative of the Goddess of Light, she gradually drifted away from ordinary people and became serious in front of the cardinals.

She became more and more majestic, and her mannerisms and temperament became more and more like the goddess recorded in scriptures and images.

Faced with the increasingly sacred Christine, even her teacher Hettingson dared not say a word.

Only when facing Roland, she was still the simple Saint of Light, Christine.

Roland didn't have much time left. If he continued to muddle along like this, his future would be bleak. If it were someone else, she would eliminate the wavering one without hesitation, but this was Roland, so she was anxious.

"What should I do?" Roland asked slowly in a low voice without talking about other things. If he was a person with a firm bottom line, he might have rejected Christine firmly and said something like "It's fun to have an opponent like you."

But not Roland.

Christine’s ideas may be skewed, but she is serious about wanting to “save” Roland.

Although Roland disagreed, he still couldn't bear to hurt his friend's kindness.

Even if he is pretending, he will pretend until the day of his final return.

If they were destined to be enemies, it would be in the distant future.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. But I have to tell you first, you know my situation very well, and it's definitely not possible for me to give up everything and follow you."

Christine's eyes sparkled with surprise. She looked into Roland's eyes and could hardly believe her ears.

Roland is willing to give in and compromise for her, even if it means changing his beliefs?
She nodded vigorously, took out the topaz icon from her chest, and stood on tiptoe to put it on Roland.

"Faith does not need to be bound by formalities, as long as your heart is sincere. You have already made so many contributions to the Great Goddess, as long as you do not stand against her in the future."

“But now I am.”

"I understand. No need to explain." Christine clasped her hands together, crossed her slender index fingers into a cross, and placed them on Roland's lips.

"It is not apostasy for believers to submit to pagans and heretics when their lives are threatened."

Christine said softly, "No one can directly resist Sophia now. I know you feel wronged that she forced you to stay by her side. Please keep your heart and be patient for a while."

Roland nodded silently.

In fact, he did not suffer any injustice from Sofia, and even lived a very comfortable life.

But of course he would not say such negative words.

Before returning to the meeting, Roland stopped and proposed another matter to Christine, "I will propose the establishment of a continental mobile force later. I hope you can support it."

Christine nodded slightly, unable to hide the joy in her eyes.

She is the highest military commander of Roland's camp, so it goes without saying that she is in charge of this mobile force.

Although I am very busy, since it is Roland's request, I must find a way to take care of it.

When they returned to the venue, more than ten minutes had passed.

Representatives from various countries in the conference hall looked at Roland and Christine with strange eyes.

Roland didn't bother to care about what they were thinking. He returned to his seat and said straight to the point:

"The oracle relayed by the Pope of Light came from the great Lord of Light. Its authenticity is beyond doubt."

"We are about to face, no, we are facing a test of life and death. We have no choice but to unite."

"In addition to forming an alliance and establishing an emergency liaison mechanism, I suggest that each country select its elite troops to form a special mobile force to respond to emergencies at any time."

Roland's suggestion silenced the representatives of various countries.

They certainly know the importance of establishing a mobile force.

In the battle of Fort Francis, the extraordinary people have demonstrated their ability to fight war machines head-on.

If there hadn't been a transcendent that night, there wouldn't have been a single survivor in Fort Francis.

The extraordinary people cannot tear apart war machines with their bare hands, but they can greatly reduce the damage.

Roland unbuckled his belt from a moral high ground, and he would piss on the head of anyone who opposed him at this time.

However, these representatives were unwilling to give in easily. The mobile force gathered elites from various countries. Although their numbers might not be large, their strength was extremely strong.

If they don't get enough benefits here, they won't be able to explain to their country.

Roland knew all about these people's plots, so it was inconvenient for him to continue proposing solutions, so naturally someone stepped forward.

Lisa stood up and greeted the representatives from various countries, then asked with a smile:

"Roland, how do you plan to form a mobile force? How many people are needed? How will the logistics support be arranged? How will the command system be established? Where will these troops be stationed?"

"If we don't make it clear, it will be difficult for everyone."

Of course, Lisa was not questioning Roland; she was asking questions on behalf of others.

After Lisa raised the question, representatives from various countries looked at her with gratitude.

The Battle of White Mountain established Sophia's invincibility, and the Rodinian War also allowed the Sussex, Golden Kite and Vladimir Empires to demonstrate their strength beyond that of other countries.

Now that Roland was speaking to Sophia on behalf of the three major nations, how could they dare to object?

But they do not want their country to become a vassal.

They wanted to ask but were afraid of offending Roland. Fortunately, Lisa acted as their substitute, and they were of course grateful.

Roland was prepared for these questions.

He directly took out the drafted plan for forming a mobile force.

According to his plan, this force does not need to be too large in number and should be composed of special forces and extraordinary people.

This force is usually stationed in places such as the city of Val, monitoring the movements of the underground ruins, and immediately sounding the alarm and taking action when any abnormalities are discovered.

In short, they were stationed near the core areas of the Odin Empire and the Alemanni Empire.

This special mobile force, with only 5,000 members, has the strongest individual combat power, the highest salary and the best equipment.

After hearing Roland's statement about the number of mobile forces, the representatives of various countries looked at each other in confusion.

Even if these five thousand people are all super soldiers, the number is still a bit small.

Someone raised an objection cautiously, "The importance of the mobile force is self-evident. Isn't 5,000 too few?"

"enough."

Roland motioned for the representative to sit down and patiently explained.

Facing the threat of super enemies, having too many ordinary soldiers is actually a bad thing.

The high pension alone is enough to give people a headache.

"The combat effectiveness of special forces does not depend on the number of people, but on combat thinking."

Roland stretched out his hand from the void, and a thick book appeared in front of him.

"This is the research result of the Norton Research Group on war machinery. In order to show my sincerity in promoting the establishment of the alliance, I decided to share it with all participating countries for free."

This sentence made many representatives stand up excitedly.

Previously they were upset because they could not get any war machines, but this regret has now been made up.

Norton is the continent's top alchemist, physicist and chemist, and his research capabilities are basically at the top of the continent.

His achievements are naturally priceless.

This research result can help participating countries better deal with war machinery and really save lives.

After Roland presented this important gift, the tone of the representatives of the participating countries quickly changed.

They all said that those who have people would provide their manpower, and those who have money would provide their money.

The extraordinary people who were invited to attend also stood up and expressed their willingness to participate.

The extraordinary are beyond the mundane, but they are still human and cannot transcend human existence.

If all ordinary people die, who will support them? Will they be asked to farm on their own?
Since there was no objection, the formation of a mobile force was a natural thing to do.

The plan for organizing the troops was written very clearly. It took Roland several days to finalize the plan, so representatives from other countries naturally could not raise any objections.

There is only one final question left.

Who will be the commander of this mobile force?

In terms of strength, Sophia is the most suitable, but she didn't come at all. During this period, she went to the Arctic glacier for retreat and had no interest in such things at all.

Roland even said bluntly that there was no need to consider Sophia.

He not only rejected Sofia, but also rejected all the national leaders.

"I'm so busy that I just can't spare the time."

Roland modestly declined.

“I guess the same is true for heads of state and politicians.”

Roland modestly declined on behalf of others.

Although some people were not happy about it, Roland had already said everything, so what else could they say?

Since heads of state and politicians cannot attend, doesn't that mean
Queen Sissi coughed lightly and stood up.

"Mr. Roland, if no one can shoulder this burden, I have a suggestion. Why don't I take it on?"

"You can't." Roland cut off Queen Sissi's words directly.

He originally had some good feelings towards this woman, and even felt a little sympathy for her because she was bullied by Sophia in her early years.

But neither Sif nor Christine liked her, so Roland naturally put her on the enemy list.

If only one of Sif and Christine disliked her, it could be due to personal grudges. If these two people, who have a very bad relationship, think that Queen Sissi is not good, then she is really not good.

Sif has insight, and Christine is guided by the oracle.

Queen Sissi, who is entangled with the darkness in the shadows, must be eliminated.

Without evidence, Roland couldn't accuse her of having a dark aura, but luckily he had a better reason.

"I'm sorry, but you're too weak. This concerns the safety of Rodinia and the survival of mankind. This courage is too heavy for you to bear."

Roland's domineering style caused dissatisfaction among some extraordinary people. Some of them stood up, exchanged glances with Queen Sissi, and then protested loudly.

"Lord Roland, you cannot represent everyone. I am willing to obey the leadership of Queen Sissi."

Sif and Christine frowned at the same time and put Queen Sissi's licker No. 1 on the blacklist.

Roland laughed and said calmly, "I don't accept it."

This statement killed the game.

If I continue to argue, I will be going against Roland.

The extraordinary person who had just stood up was choked and speechless, so he had to sit down awkwardly.

He did gain happiness beyond the soul and the body from Queen Sissi, but he would not go against Roland because of this.

Queen Sissi gathered her hair in a casual manner and sat down with a gentle smile.

"I just made a suggestion. Since Mr. Roland doesn't like it, I have to give up."

"Mr. Roland, I would like to hear your opinion."

Queen Sissi still maintained her elegant and calm demeanor, but only she knew what she was thinking.

"First of all, the commander must be strong enough to convince the others. His strength must at least reach the average level of Rank 5."

Hearing this condition, Christine sat up straight.

Who else but her could perfectly meet these criteria?

We can't go to faraway Bharat to ask an ascetic to come out of the mountains or ask the crow sage to come.

As expected of Roland, he actually made the most correct arrangement.

Roland continued, "Commander candidates must be proficient in military skills and have experience in commanding wars of more than 100,000 people."

This condition is also reasonable.

It would be too abstract for the commander of the mobile force to not understand military affairs.

Christine could hardly suppress the curve of her lips.

It's clear that it must be her.

“My choice is”

Christine stood up.

Roland announced calmly: "Duke Reinhardt, please don't refuse." (End of this chapter)