in the name of the queen

Chapter 221 The Lost Girl
Two pieces of explosive gossip quickly spread throughout the Viceroyalty and even to every corner of Rodinia.

In this era without entertainment stars, gossip about upper-class society elites, royal families, and aristocratic ladies is the best entertainment after dinner.

Especially when the parties concerned turned out to be the innocent saint and the infamous Roland.

This kind of hot-button gossip news instantly swept the entire public opinion field.

The news that Governor Roland was having an affair with Christine Saint, which was spread by word of mouth in taverns and caravansaries, had not been on the front page for a few days before it was suppressed by an even more explosive scandal.

According to reliable sources, Governor Roland, who is currently in hot demand (no mistake), does not like the holy and beautiful Miss Saint.

The real reason is that the Governor has extremely high requirements for the figure of his female companion.

Queen Sylve and Earl Sif, who were rumored to be having an affair with Roland, both have perfect figures, which further proves the authenticity of the rumors.

As the rumors continued to ferment, the "angry" Holy Lady, filled with shame and anger, left Hanseatic City and returned to the Church of Light in Vaal City.

Some people gloated and hoped that this rumor would damage the relationship between Roland and Christine, or even cause the cooperation between the two parties to break up, but it did not happen.

It was a difficult journey, but she didn't walk alone.

She knew that Roland thought she was complaining that her feet hurt so much that she couldn't feel anything. However, only she knew that after setting foot in the sea of ​​flowers, her memory woke up and she realized that something was wrong with her feet.

She still collected orphans from all over the governor's jurisdiction, selected temple warriors, helped Roland train the army, and managed the Samaritans.

Convert or die.

Men like to call young girls’ smooth and jade-like feet jade feet.

Someday in the future, she must find her feet again, but not now.

This is the most authentic religious policy, the original flavor.

Her anger had to have an outlet, and the Samaritan was her outlet.

Of course Sif would not refuse. She nodded and walked side by side with Roland.

While the whole world was watching the fun, some people also discovered a blind spot. Another client, Count Sif, never appeared.

As the two walked side by side, Roland couldn't help but ask, "Does it hurt?"

Although she didn't understand which link was wrong, the feet that should have belonged to her did not exist, and were replaced by real jade feet.

He felt a little distressed, but there was no way to replace it.

The giant tree in the sea of ​​flowers is very special. The tree is just a cover, and the real body is the spirit of the tree.

In this era, when walking barefoot, you don’t have to worry about stepping on shards of glass or iron nails, but various thorny plants and uneven ground are still not suitable for walking barefoot.

Roland was silent.

She implemented harsh religious policies against the Samaritans.

These feet were flawless and fully functional, but they should not belong to her.

These marks will not germinate prematurely.

They sleep quietly until Sif awakens.

Where has she gone?

Roland finished handling the main government affairs in the governor's jurisdiction as quickly as possible, entrusted the large and small affairs to Athos and other officials, and immediately set off to catch up with Sif.

She had a problem with her feet and they were huge.

She wants to place the sea of ​​flowers and tree spirits on the top of the White Mountain, so that the sea of ​​flowers can cover the entire land of hundreds of kilometers in diameter along the Val City River.

No one knew that she was walking barefoot in the vast wilderness.

As she left the northern valley, the once lush central tree quickly withered.

Sif judged that the future decisive battle would be in Vaal City, so she simply took away the flower sea tree spirit.

"You came."

Although the damning rumors caused Christine and Roland to actively distance themselves, her cooperation with Roland continued.

"I'll accompany you." Roland didn't talk nonsense. This was his bottom line.

Her speed is not very fast, she wants to spread the information of the sea of ​​flowers all the way and leave a mark.

She wants to go to the White Mountains, set foot on the top of the mountains, and leave her mark on every corner of the White Mountains.

It's an adjective, but Sif's feet are a noun.

"It was a little bit when I first started, and now I feel like it's not my foot."

Seeing Roland's figure, Sif, who had always been expressionless, finally smiled.

When he caught up with Sif, Sif's footsteps had already passed the Hanseatic City and headed south.

No need to explain too much, of course he knew what Sif was doing, he just didn't expect that Sif could really persist.

Sif smiled and moved on.

Roland was stunned when he looked at Sif's messy hair and feet with blood seeping out.

Her footsteps lead from the sea of ​​flowers in the north all the way to the south, not very fast, but extremely determined.

She gave up boring preaching, raised her staff, and announced to them in the tradition of the Reformation.

This pair of jade feet was so perfect that Sif, who always pursued perfection, never noticed any abnormalities.

If she hadn't stepped into the sea of ​​flowers, if it hadn't been for blood seeping out, she wouldn't have noticed it now.

She didn't dare to tell anyone about this matter, so she could only keep it deep in her heart.

She didn't know who was behind the scenes, so she could only write it down silently.

She finally understood why the magic mirror only gave her ninety-nine points.

After all, she is an incomplete and footless girl.

Fortunately, the workmanship of this pair of jade feet was very exquisite. Apart from the subtle cracks that added to her flawless soul, there was no difference between them and the real ones.

Roland always had a strange feeling walking side by side with Sif. Sif looked the same as before, but she seemed to have some changes.

Sensing Roland's hesitant doubts, Sif smiled and teased: "Thanks to you, the breakthrough to rank seven was smooth. After the breakthrough, the temperament is naturally different from before."

Although I always feel that something is wrong, this is indeed the most reasonable explanation.

Perhaps because he felt it was too boring, Roland started talking about trivial matters in the governor-general's jurisdiction.

As we talked, Christine’s matter still couldn’t be avoided.

After listening to Roland's words, Sif couldn't help laughing for a few seconds.

The ascetic-like torture these days made her feel a little dazed, but it was Roland who could always bring pleasant news.

"That's great." "Is this considered good?"

Roland was a little speechless. In order to help Christine divert the fire, his relationship with Sif was considered solid in the eyes of others.

Seeing Roland's strange expression, Sif slowed down and asked half-jokingly: "Why, are you disappointed by the scandal with me?"

"Of course not. You are the most beautiful. This is my honor."

Praise comes from the heart.

Seeing Roland's sincere expression, Sif smiled happily.

She pulled Roland's sleeve and lowered her voice and said:

"Roland, let me tell you a little secret. The magic mirror can see who is the most beautiful girl in the world."

Couldn't it be Snow White?

Roland was a little nervous. He didn't quite believe that there was a girl more beautiful than Sif in this world.

"The most beautiful girl in the world is the Queen of Sussex."

Sif said seriously.

Roland was stunned for half a second, and burst into laughter at the same time as Sif.

The Queen of Sussex is Sif.

He finally understood why the magic mirror was considered an artifact. Although she has little combat power and no useful auxiliary abilities, she is indeed an artifact.

It's a pity that the combat capabilities of artifact-level weapons and artifact-level daily necessities and mirrors are not at the same level.

The magic mirror definitely has some magical uses, but Sif is too weak to develop it.

The two of them walked very slowly, but fortunately Baishan wasn't too far away.

After five days and nights of trekking, they finally arrived at Baishan.

Thinking of what happened here, Roland always felt like he was in another world.

Sif reminded softly: "This journey has been too smooth. I'm worried that the journey to the White Mountains will not be smooth. I will find a suitable tree later and transfer the tree spirit there. You will protect me."

Roland nodded silently.

The two men drew their weapons and walked towards Baishan one after the other.

In autumn, the temperature in Baishan is much cooler than that at the bottom of the mountain, and the snow on the top of the mountain never melts all year round.

Her numb bare feet stepped on the hard soil, and Sif couldn't feel the existence of her feet at all.

She walked casually as she felt, leaving blood stains in every corner.

This walk is another day and night.

Roland and Sif were nervous, always on guard against the demonized bear that might pounce at any time.

The giant bear is the most ferocious beast in Rodinia.

In an era when ligers and tigers became extinct, giant bears were the top predators. Beasts near magic crystal veins are more likely to be demonized and must be guarded against.

When the morning light appeared the next day, Sif finally stopped.

"That's it."

Sif's slender fingers pointed at a big tree.

Roland was a little surprised, "This tree is not the tallest, or even among the top three. Why did you choose it?"

Along the way, there were at least seven or eight towering trees that were taller than this one. The target chosen by Sif was not even half as tall as the tallest one, which was a bit unreasonable.

"You can't even imagine it, let alone others."

Sif had a good reason.

Roland was relieved, but soon frowned.

Even if it was to cover up, I wouldn’t choose such a small tree.

Seeing Roland's doubtful eyes, Sif reminded softly: "Look carefully."

Roland walked into the giant tree in the sea of ​​flowers chosen by Sif and suddenly realized.

This tree looks nothing special, but it is a type of ginkgo.

According to classic records, the Hidden Moon Ginkgo is particularly good at camouflage and can disguise itself as a redwood or even a coniferous tree.

Ginkgo trees were most prosperous in the era ruled by the elves, and they were the elves' best friends.

Sif approached the ginkgo tree and stroked the wrinkled bark with a smile on her lips.

"Lucky guy, you were chosen."

Just when Sif was about to take out the tree spirit and re-inject it, the ginkgo tree trembled suddenly.

Sif retreated like lightning, and the needles turned into a rainstorm, piercing towards Sif crazily.

If Sif dodges a little slower, even if she is not stabbed to death, she will be pierced into a hedgehog.

"Do it!"

Sif took out her spear and looked at the ginkgo tree angrily.

Damn it, this is the friend of the tree elves and the enemy of the blood elves.

There was no time to think about why the tree elves' tree companions had revived. Sif's powerful shot hit the tree trunk hard.

Blood splattered.

Roland took out several jars from his pocket and smashed them directly.

Since he is the tree companion of the tree elf, there is no need to hold back.

Norton studied a lot of special potions when he dealt with the golden tree demon last time, and then used the effects to improve them. Roland asked for a lot, and hid them in the hidden space of the moonlit silver armor.

If faced head-on, the violent power of the ginkgo tree would be unmatched, but what it faced was not Roland, but the black technology from humanity's top alchemist.

Although the ginkgo tree is very hard, it cannot move after all. After being tortured by the special potion, it could not block the attacks of two seven-level experts.

It held on tenaciously for a long time, but was eventually struck at the core of its life and passed out.

Sif gasped for air, her face pale and without any blood.

She had been walking non-stop for several days, and her strength was exhausted to the limit.

She endured the fierce battle with the Ginkgo Dryad with just one breath. Seeing the death of Ginkgo, she could no longer hold on, her vision went dark and she fell into Roland's arms.

(End of this chapter)