in the name of the queen.

Chapter 168: Hooking up and forming an oath
Under Roland's threat, the dryad succumbed.

Live or die, it has no choice.

Roland's requirements were very harsh. He signed a master-slave contract, and the golden ginkgo tree demon completely obeyed Roland's orders.

But Roland also kept a glimmer of hope for it and did not let it despair.

As long as the golden ginkgo tree demon can walk out of this valley with its own abilities, Roland will terminate the contract and give it freedom.

With the current strength of the Golden Ginkgo Dryad, it will take decades to return to its peak, and it will take at least tens of thousands of years to evolve the ability to walk.

Ten thousand years is too far away, and Roland is too lazy to think that far.

At least now the dryad is his loyal servant.

After the contract was signed, Roland felt relieved and asked the golden tree demon a few questions before letting it switch to red pine wood form.

In addition to the golden tree demon, there are dozens of small tree demons in the valley. Their strength is very weak and can be ignored.

Seeing Roland's sly smile in excitement, the golden tree demon was a little uneasy, but it had no choice.

He didn't really want anyone to know about Sif the elf.

Just let them soak up more sunshine.

Very strong, right?

After much thought, Roland planned to build an arsenal here.

Use the powerful power of the tree demon to replace some of the mechanical functions.

Roland briefly talked about the elves in the dream.

"Of course I do. My weight is 49 kilograms, which is very healthy for my height. I'm neither fat nor thin."

After all the humans left, the golden tree demon sighed to the other young tree demons:
"Children, open your branches and leaves and enjoy the sunshine. This is our last enjoyment."

"Then how do you know that there is an elf general who looks a lot like Sif?" Lisa's eyes were full of confusion.

When Roland was thinking about how to make up a story, Sif helped him out.

She had no choice but to push away her worries and start thinking about what to eat for lunch.

Even if it doesn't care about life, these children are still young.

Even if divine punishment will eventually come, there is still a lot of time to enjoy before then.

Each dryad can easily lift more than one ton of weight, and several larger dryads can even lift more than five tons.

The dryad cannot leave the valley. Even if it can walk, its bulkiness is a fatal injury.

"Roland, if it's inconvenient, then don't say it, but don't lie to me. But I am the [Elf Princess], and you are the [Inheriter] of the Elf Tribe. There are some things I should know."

But Sif's sincere expression made it difficult for her to question.

"Of course it's fake, how could it be such a coincidence."

"It's not surprising. In our eyes, trees of the same kind all look alike. It's also normal for these trees to look like elf women."

He wasn't going to fight a war with them.

Lisa looked at Roland with some suspicion, and then at Sif, who had a calm expression. She always felt something was strange.

This is not to hide, but to keep it secret.

In fact, Roland's conditions are not harsh.

Leaving the valley, Lisa looked at Roland and asked curiously: "Roland, is the elf who entrusts dreams to you true?"

Give them opportunities to soak up sunlight during the day.

These cypress tree demons have low intelligence, but are extremely strong.

Returning to the Governor's Mansion, Sif saw Lisa leaving, grabbed Roland's wrist and hurried into the small study, locking the door.

"We should be honest with each other, right?"

"Of course, but everyone has things that are inconvenient to tell. For example, would you like to tell me your weight?"

But he did not mention that sea dreams are different from ordinary dreams.

You can carry it and fight it, right?

Build assembly lines in the valley to drain the blood and sweat of these tireless dryads.

They had to work for Roland at night.

Let's have a good discussion with Cannon.

Roland has preliminary plans on how to use these tree demons.

Although he couldn't think of any tricks that cunning guy like Roland could use, he still felt a chill behind him.

These two guys must be hiding something from her.

"I saw an elf very similar to you in my dream. She is the general of the elves. She told me many things about the tree demon."

Looking at Sif's clear eyes, Roland had no choice but to raise his hands.

There is a huge difference between entrusting a dream and meeting in a dreamland of flowers.

Roland shared his newfound knowledge with Sif.

The bloody and tragic war made Sif almost forget that Roland mentioned the elf general who looked very similar to her, but she still remembered it after Roland told the story.

She lowered her head and asked quietly: "You saw that beautiful elf in your dream and fell in love with her. That's why you treat me so much like her in reality?"

Roland suddenly became alert.

He had never been in love and didn't understand girls, but he could feel the trembling beneath Sif's calm tone.

At least he understands Sif well.

She is fragile and proud.

She is unique.

She would never be a meal replacement for anyone.

As the elf Sif said, either she is the first to choose, or she has no choice.

If you say the wrong thing now, a crack will appear in the otherwise flawless mutual trust between them.

He said loudly: "You are a human and she is an elf. We are completely different."

"You are the most beautiful girl in my heart, no one else. Even if the elf general is standing here, it will be the same."

"I did not fall in love with the elf in the sea of ​​flowers, and you are not anyone's substitute. You are my best friend Sif."

Roland grabbed the ends of his hair beside his ears and smiled sheepishly:

"I'm not very good at talking, but you definitely understand what I mean. Of course, you can also think that I approach you because I want to make progress."

You want to make progress, right?
Sif suddenly thought of what Teacher Wald said.

When Roland helps her regain the imperial power, their relationship will change.

It is most difficult to be a powerful minister who holds great power.

Either usurp the throne and seize power, or die and be ruined.

Very few powerful ministers can settle down smoothly and start well and end well.

Unless you give him a title and a territory so that his descendants can enjoy preferential treatment.

It was too much credit to support and seize power alone, even if it was a hereditary duke, it was not enough.

Teacher Wald said that he must be taller than the Duke.

At that time, she had taken it for granted that he was a grand duke like the Plantagenet family, but now she understood.

She's so stupid, really.

Roland and her were close and trusted each other. No matter what title Roland was given, there would be no problems between them.

But what about the next generation?
The descendants of the Grand Duke may not be as loyal as the Grand Duke.

After she and Roland die, will Roland's descendants have other ideas?

The power and status of the Grand Duke of Sussex is similar to that of the king. They have independent financial power and army, and are potential rebels.

Granting Roland the title of Grand Duke of three overseas provinces is simply digging a hole for future generations.

There is only one solution.

Let Roland be the prince.

Her child is his child, so why should they be separated?
So this is what Teacher Wald meant? !

Sif suddenly understood, and her cheeks turned as red as the sunset.

She thought about the scene when she was near death last night.

At that time, her short life flashed before her eyes.

Apart from the memories of childhood, there are only Roland, Roland, Roland.

Before meeting Roland, her life was carefree and boring.

Roland had special meaning to her.

She originally thought this was a friendship that transcended everything, but she realized it last night.

There is no pure friendship between men and women, unless there is a problem with sexual orientation or the appearance is really sorry.

People can't always see their own thoughts clearly, unless something big happens.

Sif almost died last night, and she understood her own heart.

She secretly glanced at Roland, looking at his peaceful eyes, a little unsure.

Does Roland like her? She should like it, after all, the magic mirror said she is the most beautiful girl in the world.

But there was Lisa beside him.

They grew up together, are familiar with each other, and have a good relationship foundation.

Sif was a little flustered.

She knew that Lisa had a very unique position in Roland's heart, and they often got along very closely.

Could it be that Roland's crush is her?

Sif was extremely upset.

How to do?
She believed that she was better than Lisa in many ways, but Lisa was also better than her in many ways.

Even if Roland had ninety-nine reasons to choose her, he also had one reason to choose Lisa. They had a good relationship foundation.

If it hadn't been for what happened last night, Sif wouldn't have thought too much about it, and would even have pretended to be generous in blessing Roland.

But not now.

She won't let anyone come!

Seeing Roland's slightly stunned expression, Sif knew that she had been in a daze for a long time. She was about to speak but forgot what Roland had just said. She had to stick out her tongue and asked softly:
"Where were you talking about?"

"I said you are not anyone's substitute. I am not only helping my friends by being nice to you, but also want to make progress."

Roland looked at Sif very frankly and said calmly.

He was diverting Sif's attention.

He could feel Sif's heart racing.

Obviously, his words were not perfect, and Sif was still concerned, even angry.

He could understand Sif.

No matter how you explain it, the similarity in appearance between the elven general in the dream and Sif is easy to cause misunderstanding.

He felt a little guilty.

He has a special affection for the elf Sif in the dream, but the elf is only conscious. His feelings for her are very simple. He is very happy in the sea of ​​flowers, and he also hopes that she will be happy.

The girl he likes is Sif.

But I can't say it now.

The shadow of the Elven General was still over Sif's head, so her motives for expressing her feelings at this time were impure.

Just follow what Sister Lisa said and help Sif realize her dream.

After seeing people's hearts for a long time, she will definitely understand.

Roland's words made Sif's heart beat faster.

Want to make progress?
He is now the head of the Royal Knights and the governor-general, and he has made it clear that he does not want to be the chief minister and plans to give up his position to Alban.

Since he is not seeking power, he is seeking a title.

The problem is back to the beginning.

For a title higher than that of a duke, the most suitable one is a prince!

But she couldn't speak.

If in Roland's heart Lisa was his lover and she was just a friend, would the prince still be able to seal him out?

Forcibly naming the prince would change the taste.

With Roland's character, he would not be happy even if he reluctantly accepted it.

what to do? Who will save poor Sif?

Sif was a little confused.

You can't confess your feelings now, can you?

If the lover in Roland's heart is Lisa, confessing her love rashly will force Roland to become a scumbag.

Maybe Roland is an out-and-out bastard in other people's minds, but in her heart he is the best.

She didn't want to be hated by Roland.

Just when the air was about to solidify, Sif finally woke up from the chaos.

"Roland, given your merits, even being crowned a duke is a bit low. Don't worry, I will definitely not treat you badly, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory result!"

Roland almost grabbed Sif's hand and said long live understanding.

Does he want a duke? What he wants is the prince!

But this cannot be said now.

Let's wait until he has merits that cannot be rewarded except by the prince.

"I"

"I"

They both spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.

"You speak first!"

"You speak first!"

Their eyes collided and they both laughed at the same time.

"Okay, let me talk first."

This time Sif was not polite to Roland. She lowered her head in embarrassment and said softly:

"Roland, the only people I can rely on are you and Teacher Walder. The teacher is old and in poor health. I can't bear to let him suffer this time when I go to sea. I have only you to accompany me."

"We are friends, and we are still monarchs and ministers. Don't be so open-minded." Roland said modestly.

"I don't want to be a king and a subject with you!"

Sif's tone suddenly became excited. She quickly discovered her mistake and quickly made up for it:

"I mean, we should never become the kind of kings and ministers who plot against each other and are wary of each other, okay?"

"it is good!"

"Can you promise me something?"

Sif's heart was racing.

Roland was also very nervous. The atmosphere today was strange and his heart was beating very fast.

Although Sif trusts him very much, she is the real monarch after all. Will she accumulate dissatisfaction every time she makes decisions for her?
He didn't want Sif to just grit her teeth and endure.

He was curious what Sif wanted him to do.

"You, you are nineteen years old?"

"Yes." Roland was speechless. If he could give him a gold pocket watch on his birthday, how could he not know his age?
"Roland, can you not think about getting married before you help me regain my power?"

"what?"

Roland was confused.

What kind of requirement is this?
He couldn't figure out what was going on.

He really couldn't guess what the girl was thinking.

Seeing Roland frozen in place, Sif's heart trembled slightly.

The relationship between him and Lisa is indeed not simple!
She knew that there was no reason for her brother to go to her sister's room and stay for several hours at night.

It is too easy for siblings who are not related by blood to get into trouble.

"I mean, you're still young, don't rush into making decisions."

"In return, I will find you a wife with distinguished status and outstanding appearance. Even if she is a princess of a certain country, I will definitely help you find her."

"Really?"

Roland's heartbeat was speeding up.

Seeing that Roland did not object directly, Sif's heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Humph, this guy's love for Lisa isn't that firm either.

Is this what a man is?

That's fine. If he is determined, how can he be granted the title of prince?
"Of course, this is a promise from the Queen of the Sussex Empire!" Sif's voice trembled slightly.

"You have no joke!"

Roland quickly stretched out the little finger of his right hand.

Although she didn't know what mysterious ritual this was, Sif also extended her slender little finger in the same manner.

Hook your tail fingers together.

They were thinking the same thing.

But they also think that's not what the other person is thinking about.

Therefore, they all choose to use commitment constraints to make the other party "have to" accept their well-intentioned arrangements.

A hook of fingers makes an oath.

Roland let out a sigh of relief.

Great, he will ask the Queen from Sussex to be his wife when the time comes. You will not regret it!
Sif let out a sigh of relief.

Great, when the time comes, I will use the Queen from Sussex as his wife, and we will make an oath without going back on it!
(End of this chapter)