in the name of the queen.

Chapter 293 The Saint’s Request

Roland: "This is a brilliant victory. I broke the myth of Sophia's invincibility and defeated her with a ring!"

Angelina: "Humph, some people are already dead, but they have not been buried for the time being."

Lisa: "Oh, oh, oh, Roland, just be okay. I'm really scared."

Christine: "I knew you were going to win."

In short, this duel with twists and turns is over.

Roland wins, Angelina loses.

As a winner, he must have the demeanor of a winner. He tactfully explained to Angelina that he was just scaring her and that he would never freeze a lady into a naked ice sculpture for exhibition.

"Am I like that kind of person?"

Roland's eyes were firm as if he wanted to join the party.

It was indeed an insult to expel Vladimir's imperial army and seize the flag, but the government left behind by Sophia dealt with it.

No one knew what Sophia was doing or where she was.

The Shadow Temple, whose inner defenses have been broken, will be a hidden danger when returning.

Facing Roland again on the battlefield, her mentality would be completely unbalanced.

His hoarse voice once again sang the famous song "Waal Lake".

More and more people from the city-state of Vaal walked out of their houses and took to the streets, looking up at the flag of the city-state that had been lowered for two years and then raised again.

This is far from enough!
Roland thought about it and could not think of a way to force Sophia to appear, so he simply carried out the original plan.

Detaining Angelina is a serious provocation, but it is far from sufficient.

But his singing struck a chord.

After all, the Sussex Empire where he belonged was also one of the culprits in carving up the Vaal city-state.

In addition, he was very emotional and his singing was even more difficult to listen to.

"Pooh!"

She accepted the arrangement calmly and allowed Roland to seal the power and escort her back to Hanseatic City for resettlement.

To be fair, Roland was quite graceful. He arranged a manor for her and even bought a few servants who knew Rurik to take care of (monitor) her life.

The tricolor flag symbolizing peace, friendship and freedom once again flies over the city-state of Vaal.

Seventeen thousand soldiers were led by deputies and retained only a small amount of self-defense weapons. They borrowed a road back from the friendly Kingdom of Tyrol.

This is a song that represents civilization and friendship, and was also composed to celebrate the entry into force of the Continental Treaty.

Some people think of the young officers who died for their country when the city-state of Vaal was disbanded, and some think of the compatriots who were bullied to death by foreign troops in the past two years, and they couldn't help but shed tears.

This war has nothing to do with her. From now on, she just needs to quietly watch how Roland dies.

Roland left the task of settling Angelina to the rear and didn't pay too much attention.

Being captured in a knight's duel is just an ordinary insult, or even just an ordinary victory or defeat, not an insult.

In addition, she also has several magic marks on her body. Anyone who dares to run away will definitely be caught.

Now that she had decided to give up resistance, she did not play any tricks and took the initiative to hand over the military flag and various trophies as agreed and complete the handover of the station.

The city-state of Vaal was restored.

No matter what you say at this time, it will easily arouse resentment, so it is better not to say anything.

It's good for her to stay quiet, but it doesn't matter if she runs away.

Of course, to be polite, you still have to be careful about what you should be careful about.

There is no hatred between him and Angelina. She is a simple girl with a simple mind and simple ideas, and the difficulty of defeating her is also simple.

Roland watched silently and did not participate in the ceremony.

Angelina answered Roland in one word.

Angelina calmly accepted the arrangement and never resisted.

To be fair, Mr. Tony's singing skills are very poor. If it were not for Roland, he would basically be at the bottom of the political spectrum.

"Miss Saint went to the Temple of Light. Do we want to go and have a look?" Lisa's eyes flashed with curiosity and excitement.

Roland asked Norton to install special shackles for her, which would not affect her walking, but would call the police whenever she left the manor.

She must show up as soon as possible, Roland thought silently.

In a head-on confrontation between countries, one Angelina's appearance does not affect the overall situation at all.

When Mr. Tony once again stood in Friendship Square in the city-state of Vaal, watching the flag that had been lowered for less than three years fly again, his voice choked up.

The key to the war is not her, but Sophia.

She seems to be more concerned about whether the food in Hanseatic City meets the taste.

He glanced back and saw only Lisa, not Christine.

Roland even vaguely hoped that she could really run away.

"Let's go, there's nothing going on anyway."

After all, Roland is an honorary knight with the title of Light. He is here, and it is reasonable to go to his temple to inspect the work.

Just because the goddess of light doesn't like him doesn't mean that the servants of the gods know this.

Roland and Lisa walked casually on the streets of Vaal City-State, looking at the bustling crowds and their heartfelt joy, and there was a little smile on their lips.

Smiling is indeed contagious.

Lisa noticed Roland's expression and asked curiously: "You support their restoration of the country, will Miss Sif have any objections? You have to discuss such a big matter with her more."

She looked down at the shiny crocodile leather toes and murmured softly: "Roland, although Miss Sif trusts you, she is the queen after all. Sometimes you have to be more careful."

Roland was stunned for a moment, looking at Lisa who looked worried, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but he still followed her words.

"Okay, I took note of it."

Sif had absolute trust in him, so she just knew it, and there was no need to show off in front of her sister.

Show affection and die quickly. It can be used anywhere.

Perhaps because she felt that the conversation just now was a bit heavy, Lisa quickly changed the subject, "By the way, where is the ring you seized? Can I see it?"

"Here, here it is."

Roland casually took off the ring from the middle finger of his left hand and placed it in Lisa's warm palm.

Lisa stroked the ring, feeling the coldness in the ring, lowered her head slightly, and said quietly:
"At that time, I wanted to come down to rescue you, but Miss Saint wouldn't allow it. She said that you could get out of trouble on your own. She also said that if I used fire to dissolve the ice barrier, it would cause thermal expansion."

"She's right, it's thermal expansion and contraction. Drastic temperature changes will cause the ice to crack, and maybe I will crack too."

A trace of surprise flashed in Roland's eyes. It was difficult for him to connect the two things of a divine saint and being proficient in physics.

It makes sense that these words were spoken by Norton, but coming from the mouth of a saint is somewhat inconsistent.

But he was quickly relieved.

There are indeed gods in this world, so belief in gods is also a kind of materialism. It is normal for a saint who is the face of the divine palace to study physics.

He doesn't know enough about the world.

Lisa played with it for a moment and returned the ring to Roland.

Of course she didn't have to worry about Roland suspecting her of refusing to save her, but she just didn't feel comfortable saying something.

After saying that, I felt comfortable.

After returning the ring to Roland, Lisa caught a glimpse of him putting the ring on his middle finger again, feeling something was wrong.

This ring came from Queen Sophia, and it was always strange for Roland to wear it.

After a moment of hesitation, she changed her words and said, "Roland, how long do you plan to lock Angelina up?"

"Lock her until Sophia becomes furious and comes out of hiding."

Lisa suddenly realized that this was the case.

That's right, Roland wouldn't do such a boring thing.

It seems that wearing Sophia's ring on the middle finger is also a provocative part.

Perhaps for Sophia, this behavior was more humiliating than detaining Angelina.

Thinking that this ring had ice properties, she felt disappointed and sighed softly, "It's a pity that I don't know ice magic and can't replenish the energy of the ring. Teacher Anthony and Sura are not good at ice magic either."

Roland smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, someone can help replenish energy."

"Who?" Lisa's curiosity was aroused.

"Angelina."

With a smirk on his lips, Roland teased softly: "I don't support idlers here, and prisoners of war have to work in exchange for daily necessities and food."

Lisa: "."

She smiled in relief.

This is Roland's style of acting. Helping the Vaal city-state to recover does not look like Roland's style.

Seeing Lisa's hesitant expression, Roland knew that she still couldn't figure out why she supported the restoration of the Val City State.

The external reason is of course "full respect for the independent rights of the Var people", but everyone knows that this is fart.

If you really respect it so much, why did you annex it back then?

If you are so respectful, why are you stationing troops now? There are some things that cannot be studied deeply, and there will always be problems if you study them deeply.

Although the city-state of Vaal was restored, it had no autonomy in terms of military and diplomatic powers, and the most important White Mountain magic crystal veins were also taken away by Roland.

It is not so much a country as a semi-colony masquerading as a country.

This was as far as the Sussex people could concede.

Tony is a shrewd politician and he knows this very well.

He did not serve as consul of the city-state of New Var, but continued to serve in the imperial cabinet of Sussex.

He plans to use himself as a buffer and link so that the motherland can take a breather from the strife of major powers and maintain as much dignity as possible.

This required great political wisdom and skill, which no one but him could achieve.

Just as Mr. Tony was delivering an impassioned speech in the square, Roland and Lisa had already arrived at the Temple of Light.

The holy spring that has been dry for thousands of years is flowing gurglingly. Priests and nuns are carefully cleaning and collecting holy water.

Holy water is very different from river water. Although it is also colorless and transparent, it is sweet and refreshing. One sip can make people feel refreshed and bring tears to their eyes.

According to Roland's observation, the real ingredient of holy water is high-quality mineral water dissolved in the divine power of light.

Although it does not cure all diseases as boasted by the clergy, it is indeed good for the human body.

In this era where quacks are everywhere and butchers can work part-time as surgeons, the healing ability of clergy already exceeds that of doctors, and the blessing of holy water is even more powerful.

Roland and Lisa stopped to watch briefly and saw several citizens who had been blessed by the holy water excitedly thanking the goddess statue.

Some even expressed their willingness to convert on the spot.

They have enough sincerity, but not everyone can be accepted by the Temple of Light. Everyone has the right to believe in the goddess, but there are differences between beliefs.

Large religious organizations have strict hierarchies.

This is true of the clergy, and so is the believer.

The treatment of believers in the Vaal city-state is even more different.

Ordinary believers who want to obtain a quota of holy water need to pray for three days and then draw a lottery, and the lucky ones can get a small amount of holy water.

High-level believers show their piety with generous donations. Naturally, there is no need to queue up for the lottery. They can apply for the holy water quota as long as they are in need.

After standing aside and watching for a while, Roland could not see any faith, only business.

Just as he calmly stopped to observe, a senior priest wearing a white robe finally noticed his presence and hurriedly came towards him.

"Your Highness Guangming, you didn't even say a word about your arrival, and you didn't even have time to arrange the welcoming ceremony." The priest saluted Roland respectfully.

Roland, the Knight of Light, has a very high status, comparable to the powerful cardinals and official saints, second only to the Pope. Christine, who has not become an official saint, is not as high as him.

In addition, he has extremely high secular power, so how can the white-robed priest dare to neglect him?

Roland's status is only slightly lower than that of the Pope/Emperor, but much higher than that of ordinary kings/princes.

The white-robed priest even felt that the honorific title "Your Highness" was almost meaningless.

Above His Highness, the emperor is not yet full, so what should he be called? The white-robed priest is worried.

Fortunately, Roland didn't care about false reputations. He smiled and nodded in return, which was considered a greeting.

Roland was very fond of this elegant white-robed priest and took the initiative to ask his name.

The white-robed priest stood up straight in flattery, his voice trembling a little, "Your Highness, my name is Martin, and I am the ceremonial priest who came to Val City on business with Miss Saint."

"Do a good job. I'm a good judge of people. You at least have the appearance of an archbishop."

Roland smiled and encouraged Martin, asked where Christine was and then left.

After bidding farewell to Martin, Lisa looked back at the white-robed priest who was so excited that he was shaking all over. She couldn't help lowering her voice and asked:
"Roland, this Martin doesn't look like a priest, but looks like a businessman. Are you sure he can become an archbishop? He is the person in charge of a province's parish, second only to the cardinal."

The corners of Roland's lips raised, he couldn't help but patted Lisa on the shoulder, smiled and teased:
"I can't even understand my own future, how can I understand others? I'm not Alina."

"and you."

Lisa swallowed her words halfway.

She stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. During this time, she was stuck in the underground magic training room for a month or two, and she almost forgot all about the world.

Just like praising someone else's child for being smart, it's all polite.

Lisa quickened her pace to keep up with Roland's. She suddenly thought of him patting her on the shoulder just now, and suddenly felt a little unhappy.

"Roland, don't tap me on the shoulder again."

Eh? A pat on the shoulder doesn't seem like an exaggerated gesture, does it?

Roland was a little puzzled. He remembered clearly that Lisa once stole a kiss from him while he was drunk. This was much more intense than a tap on the shoulder.

Shrugging, Roland spread his hands and chose to surrender.

He had never guessed a girl's thoughts correctly, so he just guessed and did as he was told.

With Lisa, who was still a little angry, Roland found Miss Saint.

What surprised him was that there was more than one saint in the temple.

Erin?

Because of Christine, Roland didn't have much affection for this saint candidate.

He wants to support Christine to become an official saint, so naturally he and Irene will become enemies.

Seeing Roland's figure, Irene's face changed slightly, but she still took the initiative to say hello.

"Your Highness Guangming, long time no see."

Roland responded calmly and asked in a deep voice: "Miss Irene came all the way, what's the matter?"

"Your Highness Guangming, have you heard about the Wende Empire being invaded by the Vladimir Empire?"

"I haven't heard of it. Is it a recent incident?"

Eileen nodded and said helplessly: "The Vladimir Empire claimed to use the road to regain the area occupied by the Var City State, but was rejected by the Wende Empire. A small-scale conflict broke out between the two countries, with nearly a thousand casualties on both sides."

"Oh." Roland simply responded to express his understanding without saying anything else.

Erin frowned slightly and tried to adjust her breathing to control her emotions so as not to make the question sound like a question.

"Your Highness Guangming, if my inference is correct, the source of all this is you, right?"

"Miss Eileen, don't talk nonsense."

Although the source was indeed Roland, he firmly denied it and even retorted righteously:

"Our Sussex Empire is a peace-loving country. In recent years, the people of the Vaal City-State have longed to restore the country. We have heard their voices and helped them realize their wishes. On the other hand, the Vladimir Empire went militarily and took the lead in carving up the Vaal City-State, ignoring them. national sentiments and they must be held responsible for all the bloodshed.”

Erin: "."

She opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe that Roland could be so thick-skinned.

This is standard diplomatic rhetoric, this kind of nutritious nonsense, and she, who received an elite education since she was a child, can speak the same thing for three hours.

Is this a good attitude towards speaking?
Seeing that Irene's expression was not very good, Christine coughed lightly and intervened.

"Eileen, this is a battle between secular powers, and we should not get involved."

"Kristin, why didn't you think about this when you were fighting for His Highness Guangming?" Unexpectedly, Christine actually stepped aside, and Irene's anger instantly rose.

"stop!"

Roland caught a glimpse of Christine's eyes narrowing and knew she was angry, so he quickly broke up the fight.

"Eileen, you are a guest, you speak first."

Although Irene was asked to speak first, Roland emphasized that she was a guest in an emphatic tone. Christine had no objection after hearing this, and her expression gradually relaxed.

Erin cleared her throat and explained briefly.

The Holy Temple of Light is not monolithic within itself. The Holy Temple of Light in the Vladimir Empire is its own faction, and it is a mortal enemy of the Holy Temple of Light throughout Central Rodinia.

If it is a fight between other secular regimes, they can ignore it, but as long as someone starts a fight with the Vladimir Empire, they will definitely help.

The Wende Empire is the only empire that adheres to the belief in light and is very important to the Holy Court of Light.

Of course, the Holy Court of Light would not sit back and watch the Wende Empire fall, so it sent Irene to the Vaal City Temple to seek help.

Holy water, temples, temple warriors, funds, and even Christine herself, she wants them all.

But Christine didn't want to give any.

This is the team she worked hard to build, which she earned by working hard for Roland, and it is the basis for her fight for the Pope. It is all hers!
After understanding the contradiction between the two parties, Roland only took one second to complete the case.

"Miss Eileen, I know your request, you can go back."

"Wait, do you agree or disagree?" Erin was a little anxious. Roland's attitude was colder than expected, and of course she was anxious.

"Miss Eileen, in terms of status, I am higher than you. In terms of authority, Christine and I are responsible for all affairs in the Governorate of Northern Rodinia in the city-state of Val. You have no right to mobilize any resources."

After a slight pause, Roland put on a bright smile.

"Of course, we are all guardians of light after all. Bathing in the glory of the goddess, you also contributed a lot to the resurrection of the holy spring, so you can take some holy water with you."

After finishing speaking, Roland looked at Christine pretendingly and asked with a smile:

"Christine, what do you think?"

"Yes!" Christine gave Roland a gesture of appreciation from an angle that Irene couldn't see, but her voice was serious.

She reminded Eileen in a business-like manner that not even the cardinal had the authority to order Roland.

This was the condition made when wooing Roland back then, and no one could violate it.

(End of this chapter)