in the name of the queen.

Chapter 299 Just a gift?

"Mr. Molotov, the diplomatic document of protest to the Sussex people has been prepared. Please take a look."

The powerful diplomatic counselor Kong Wu stood in front of Special Envoy Molotov, held up the prepared documents and handed them over.

The man known as Molotov is the Foreign Minister of the Vladimir Empire. He has traveled to various countries on the Rodinia mainland in recent years. Against the background of the disappearance of the Queen, he acted independently within the framework drawn before the Queen left. Make important decisions.

His diplomatic style combines the fearlessness of a bear with the cunning and tact of a fox.

He rarely used protests to vent his emotions.

However, Roland's behavior made him intolerable.

Expelling the garrison in Val City and detaining Angelina was considered a normal battle between the two countries. He was not too angry and was even considering ways to redeem Angelina.

But Roland took the Queen's ring as a trophy, which was simply dancing in the Empire's face.

Not only that, he also openly proposed using Her Majesty Sophia’s wedding ring as a token of his proposal.

He frowned slightly, a little unhappy.

But he knew very well that this was exactly what Roland wanted.

After waving the young diplomat away, Molotov felt a slight pain in his head.

He doesn't care about the criticism, but he must consider the morale of the people.

The voice of reason is drowned in the raging public sentiment. At this time, whoever dares to oppose the war will be labeled a traitor without hesitation.

The treacherous guy Roland just wanted to start the war while the Queen was away, and he didn't want to give up the advantage of playing at home.

Although Molotov is a diplomat, he also knows a little about military affairs, and he will definitely not do this kind of loss-making business.

Molotov had been poked in the spine by angry young men and yelled at many times.

She was imprisoned by the enemy for a long time, which had a great impact on morale within the empire.

Diplomacy is an art, and excellent diplomats are all artists. How can we panic?

He disliked diplomats who behaved inappropriately at work.

Just when Molotov was about to arrange for capable men to carry protest documents to Hanseatic City, rapid footsteps came from the corridor.

The Queen is the soul of the Empire. When she is here, the empire is invincible; when she is not there, the empire is just a relatively stronger country.

He planned to lodge a formal protest with Roland and then redeem Angelina through a private deal.

He knew Roland very well. As long as he paid enough price, there were few things that couldn't be traded.

Although Angelina is not very smart, she is the fourth seat of the Shadow Temple after all. She is beautiful and has received guidance from the Queen. She is considered little Sophia in the country and is extremely popular.

Angelina must be redeemed, and she must not show weakness on the outside. Although this is difficult, the veteran diplomat is confident about it.

When the queen comes out of the mountain, she will spit it out as she eats.

Just store it with the little fox for a while.

Roland's behavior ignited the anger of hard-liners within the Vladimir Empire, and they clamored to use war to teach Roland a lesson.

Thinking of the price he had to pay, Molotov snorted, unable to hide his anger.

He intended to give the young staff a little Molotov warning.

There was a knock on the door, but the Foreign Secretary did not respond immediately.

He picked up the freshly ground coffee, sipped it gracefully, waited for a minute, and then said indifferently:

"come in."

The young diplomat standing outside the door quickly opened the door and came in. He eagerly picked up the envelope and box in his hand without even having time to salute Molotov.

"Yes, it is a letter written by Her Majesty the Queen!"

"What?!" The coffee cup in Molotov's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

He didn't care about elegance at all, and was like a gust of wind blowing in front of the young diplomat.

"Are you sure?" He couldn't believe it.

Her Majesty the Queen has not been seen since she left nearly two years ago. People with bad intentions even spread rumors that the Queen has disappeared.

The rumor makers were naturally sent to the Far East to grow potatoes, and they would never come back in this life, but the fact that these rumors were born is enough to show that many people are anxious about the Queen's absence.

After confirming that it was correct, Molotov's whole body trembled with excitement.

What he has done in diplomacy over the past year or so has been really frustrating. If the Queen was here, why would he be angry with Roland?
Holding the autographed letter in his hand, before opening it, his tone was already extremely tough.

"Ivan, go and redraft a diplomatic document, demanding that the Sussex Empire immediately release the illegally detained Chinese official Angelina and publicly apologize."

"Remember, be strong and remind them that Her Majesty is paying attention to this matter."

The young diplomat known as Ivan quickly stood at attention and saluted Molotov.

Seeing that Molotov had no intention of letting him leave immediately, he stood respectfully beside him, his curiosity like a cat scratching his itch.

What did Her Majesty write?
Molotov opened the letter and felt more at ease when he saw the familiar handwriting.

This is indeed the Queen's handwriting and tone.

The Queen's letter got straight to the point, first affirming Molotov's work over the years, and then immediately brought up the incident of Angelina's detention.

Her Majesty noticed this and she must have been furious.

Roland the little fox is going to be in trouble this time!
Molotov thought with a smile.

With expectation and curiosity, the Foreign Secretary turned to the second page of the letter, his pupils seemed to be shaking. "Sir Molotov, inside the box is the wedding gift I prepared for Sylph and Roland. Please deliver it to me."

Wait, Your Majesty, what does this mean? Do you want to bow to Roland?

Molotov was stunned.

He even suspected that the letter was a forgery, but after repeatedly checking the paper, handwriting, and seal, he was very sure of its authenticity.

The Queen specifically reminded him not to split the box without permission, so naturally he didn't dare to do it.

However, this letter was just an order and did not explain the whole story, which made him choke.

Although depressed, Molotov quickly adjusted his mood and no longer struggled.

The Queen rarely explains the reasons for her orders unless necessary.

She always makes the wisest decisions and no one dares to doubt her decisions.

Since this was the Queen's order, what else could he say?
He turned and glanced at the young diplomat who was waiting excitedly.

"Ivan, go draft a diplomatic document to congratulate the Queen of Sussex and Caesar on their upcoming wedding. The tone should be more sincere."

"what?!"

The young diplomat's brain was almost burned out.

Wait, this is completely different from the order a few minutes ago, right?
He mumbled and asked: "What should I do with the previous diplomatic documents?"

"go out!"

Molotov could no longer hold back and roared angrily.

Ivan knew that he had said the wrong thing while his mind was not clear, so he quickly ran away.

Nonsense, you’ve already sent congratulatory gifts, how can you say threats?
After Ivan left, Molotov saw the coffee cup that had fallen to the ground and was broken into several pieces. He felt heartbroken when he thought that this thing was an undersea jade purchased from Nubia, thousands of kilometers away.

He knelt down, stretched out his hand to touch the largest fragment, and sighed sadly.

As soon as the sigh sounded, he was stunned.

what am i doing?
The old diplomat's fingertips were trembling.

He has been a diplomat for more than thirty years. What storms have he not seen? Would you actually tremble with distress over a delicate coffee cup?
Molotov, Molotov, your life has really been in vain! Don’t cry over a broken coffee cup!

He laughed loudly, grabbed the largest fragment of the cup, and smashed it down as hard as he could.

As the crisp cracking sound sounded, he stroked his tufted beard and smiled extremely happily.

How could Her Majesty the Queen bow her head? She is truly invincible.

Regardless of her personal fighting ability or her level of governance, she is invincible.

The Queen must have her own reasons for doing this, and she couldn't understand because of his low level. What he should do is strengthen his studies instead of questioning the Queen.

Molotov picked up the autographed letter and the exquisite small box and walked to the Prime Minister's Office.

The Prime Minister is the person in charge in the Queen's absence, and such important matters must be discussed with him.

Not only can you abdicate responsibility, but you won't offend anyone.

"Sif, guess what gift Sophia will give us?" Roland looked at the exquisite box on the table and was surprised.

Sif, who was looking through diplomatic letters, had a strange expression on her face and said nothing.

She didn't understand.

This diplomatic letter was written very politely and coldly, using standard diplomatic rhetoric.

He just congratulated her and Roland, and at the same time tactfully expressed his hope to take Angelina back to China.

Her relationship with Roland has been officially announced, and other countries naturally want to send congratulatory gifts. Although the Vladimir Empire and Sussex have a bad relationship, there is no war after all.

It's normal for Fort St. Rurik to send gifts.

After all, Angelina is a senior official, so it is not a problem for her to stay abroad for a long time, and it is normal for her to want to return home.

But putting these two things together with Sophia's gift is weird no matter how you think about it.

Facing Roland's question, Sif shook her head blankly.

"Okay, stop guessing, open it and take a look."

With Sophia's identity, any gift given would be extraordinary, and most likely it would have deep meaning.

Roland was also curious about what it was.

Sif looked at the keyhole position of the box and was surprised to find that it could be set with a ring. She tentatively put the ice crystal blue ring in, and it was exactly the same size.

With a "click", the box was opened.

The ring inlaid with purple gemstones lay there quietly. Just looking at the texture of the gemstones, one could tell that it was not ordinary.

There is a letter next to the ring. Judging from the emblem on the surface of the envelope, it is Sophia's handwriting.

"what?"

Sif never expected it to be a ring.

She thought about many possibilities, but she never thought about a simple gift.

(End of this chapter)