in the name of the queen.

Chapter 301 Pain! pain! pain!
The dinner was held in the small banquet hall of the Governor's Palace.

It was just a simple farewell dinner, accompanied by Roland and Lisa.

Considering that there were many discerning people around, Roland didn't want anyone to discover Angelina's identity as a prisoner, so he thoughtfully sent a maid to deliver decent clothes.

This outfit is not a formal dress. It is elegant yet lively, and is very suitable for this semi-formal banquet occasion.

When the carriage that picked up Angelina arrived at the suburban manor, Angelina happened to see the eve in the novel that Julius and Romulus were about to break through the family obstacles and fly away.

She wanted to continue reading, but she ran out of time.

Closing the page with some regret, Angelina couldn't help but turn to the end of the story.

"After many twists and turns, they were buried together and never separated."

A smile appeared on Angelina's lips.

We walk through life together and are buried together after death. So romantic.

Seeing Angelina's slightly jerky movements, Roland almost couldn't help laughing.

However, the situation took a turn for the worse, and she didn't understand why Roland changed his attitude so quickly.

There is indeed beauty in life worth looking forward to.

I am about to leave this world, and to be able to take such a beautiful story with me on the road and enjoy a feast from Thalia, the food kingdom, is really great
Sure enough, I still can’t bear to leave this world.

She didn't think Sylph had any chance, but Sussex's overall strength was superior.

As a high-level intelligence officer, she has received professional etiquette training, but she doesn't use it much.

It's okay not to think about some things, but the more you think about them, the more angry you become.

It’s just that she can’t spend the money herself, and she has no family, so no matter how much it is, it still goes back to the treasury.

Angelina stepped forward quickly, looked at the long skirt that narrowed at the waist, hesitated again and again, pinched the corner of the skirt and gave Roland the most standard ladylike gesture.

She is still herself, the difference is that she was locked up and forced to study during this time.

Fortunately, her rank is not low and her pension is quite generous.

The winner will eventually be decided between Sophia and Sylph.

Romulus and Julius broke through the family barriers and got together, and finally lived a happy life and were buried together in the same tomb.

The host of the party, Roland, was waiting for her.

Angelina turned slightly sideways, her trembling lips betraying her true thoughts. She is still very young and she really doesn't want to die.

When she was under house arrest in the manor, Roland imprisoned her according to the standards of aristocratic prisoners of war, which made her anxious and eager for life.

The only news that caught her attention recently was Roland's proposal to Sif.

The Shadow Temple is an existence hidden in the sun. Although his rank is high, he is not visible to the public. Even if he dies in the line of duty, it will only be recorded in internal files.

Although she skipped important parts from the climax to the end, she had already completed the plot of the novel.

If it were a year ago, she might have laughed loudly and walked away with her head held high when facing death.

As the first high-ranking official to die, will she leave her name in the history books?
Angelina was silent for a moment, a little frustrated.

Roland was accompanied by Lisa.

Roland did not laugh at the guests. He made a gesture of invitation and invited Angelina to sit down.

In a daze, the carriage drove into the Governor's Palace and entered the banquet hall under the guidance of the maid.

When she was kidnapped by Roland, she always felt that she could return home through diplomatic means.

Just get married. I haven't heard of any family that has the custom of killing someone to pay homage to someone else, right?
After much deliberation, there is only one explanation for the two countries going to war.

Touching the smooth satin fabric, Angelina was startled and suddenly realized that her thoughts had quietly changed.

This war is destined to be very cruel.

After boarding the carriage with a straight face, Angelina looked at the beautiful dress and felt even more uncomfortable.

Thinking of the books she read during this period, she felt a little flustered.

Is this also part of Roland's plan, to use books to shake her determination? Angelina's brain is obviously not full.

Probably not.

very nice.

When Angelina wears a dress, she always looks like a clumsy little golden retriever dressed as a bloodthirsty coyote.

Are the two countries already at war?
Under house arrest, her channels for obtaining intelligence were completely cut off. The two newspapers she was allowed to read were on the traffic route and basically did not involve current affairs.

Although the Rodinia continent is large, it cannot accommodate two overlords.

Today happened to be the time for her to come to the ground to have some fun.

Now she doesn't want to die.

She spent most of her time practicing magic in the Magic Association, and when she couldn't stand it anymore, she would come here to relax for a few days.

She said hello coldly and returned to her seat, with even a little anger in her eyes.

Her attitude towards Angelina is not very good. Thinking that this guy almost killed Roland with the ice crystal blue ring, it was hard for her to have a good attitude.

Seeing the look in Lisa's eyes, Angelina was convinced that this was a deprivation meal.

Roland is a politician and can hide his emotions, but Lisa cannot. Her eyes said it all.

Now that you're dead, let's enjoy the food.

The guests and hosts sat down, and Roland was preparing some polite words to praise Angelina.

Compliment her on her beauty? Angelina is indeed a beauty, but there is a big gap compared to Sylph.

And Lisa was here, and it was somewhat rude to praise other women in front of her.

Praise her for her strength? Well, although this is true, praising the defeated general and prisoner for his strength feels like a mockery, and even more impolite.

For a moment, Roland couldn't think of anything to praise Angelina, so he could only smile and make some perfunctory remarks.

Roland's perfunctory attitude confirmed Angelina's misunderstanding.

In this era, gentlemen always pay great attention to etiquette, especially for female guests.

Roland didn't even bother to say a few nice words, which showed that he already regarded her as a dead person.

Who cares about the feelings of the dead.

Angelina sighed softly, turned her grief into appetite, and began to feast.

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes and seafood, her appetite whetted.

Dark beer also tastes good. If you are drunk and then executed, you won't feel the pain. Drink more.

Seeing that Angelina was drinking heavily, Roland couldn't help but remind her, "Miss Angelina, seafood with beer can easily induce gout, so drink less."

Angelina smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the cup and took a few more sips.

gout? She was going to die soon, why did she care about this?

She smiled and refused, "I like it."

Money can't buy you happiness, and since Angelina doesn't care, Roland doesn't bother to persuade her.

He didn't eat seafood, but pork elbows, barbecued meats and grilled sausages went well with wine.

Leave the seafood to the two ladies.

Watching Angelina keep swallowing, Lisa, who had a straight face, gradually relaxed her expression, smiled and asked tentatively:

"Angelina, does the food taste good?"

“This was the best Thalia seafood meal I’ve ever had.”

Angelina is very honest.

Lisa's heart moved, and the soul card already contained a four-star praise from Angelina.

With a smile on her face, Lisa took over the topic with a smile, "As long as you like it, if you have the chance to be a guest again in the future, I will do it for you!"

Lisa gained a lot from the four-star reviews from important diners in distant countries, and she also had a better impression of the honest Angelina.

Her invitation was sincere, but it sounded particularly hypocritical to Angelina.

Are you going to be our guest again in the future, after you return from the underworld?
She didn't answer and continued fighting the oversized lobster.

The juicy seafood and rich dark beer made her feel much better.

The dinner ended in a relatively harmonious atmosphere.

The maid put the drunk Angelina into the carriage. Lisa also thoughtfully packed away the unfinished dishes and prepared a bottle of red wine for her to take with her so that she could enjoy it when she got up in the morning.

After watching the carriage leave, Lisa smiled and shook her head, "Can all Rurik girls eat so much? She has a bigger appetite than you." "That's because you did a good job. By the way, did she give you a good review? ?”

Roland knew that Lisa could gain extraordinary abilities by collecting favorable comments from important people, so he asked with concern.

"Yes, four stars. Although she is an enemy, she is still quite honest."

Lisa sighed and murmured in a low voice: "It would be great if there was no war. I also want to treat Sophia to a seafood dinner."

Roland laughed dumbly.

A very simple wish, but unfortunately it is destined not to come true.

War is not decided unilaterally by the monarch.

Sussex was the master of the seas, and the Vladimir Empire was the king of the land.

Between the ocean and the land, who is the talker in the plane of Theia? This kind of thing cannot be solved by talking, it can only be decided by war in the end.

Although he knew it was impossible, Roland still said with relief: "There are infinite possibilities in life. Sophia is a perfectionist, and ordinary delicious food cannot be approved by her."

Lisa puffed up her chest unconvinced, hummed softly, and said nothing.

As long as she is as honest as Angelina, she will be appreciated!

Unfortunately, Angelina's strength and potential are still low, and there is only one more silver praise badge in the soul card.

The praise badge was originally used to evaluate food, but astute Lisa quickly discovered other uses for this thing.

Important guests are divided into three levels.

Gold, silver and bronze medals.

Roland, Sif and Alina were all gold medals, so Lisa thought that the evaluators were all gold medals. It wasn't until Sula's silver medal appeared that she suddenly realized that there were differences between diners.

A gold medal diner review badge carries a higher weight, while a bronze review badge can only be said to be better than nothing.

Through the different levels of diners, Lisa can also see the potential level of these people.

The strength and potential of Sura and Angelina are far behind Roland.

But that's not important. Those who are willing to give good reviews are good customers.

Lisa doesn't like those who don't say nice things after eating.

After seeing Angelina off, Roland returned to the office and continued reviewing documents.

The imperial tour was about to begin, and he had to complete the work as soon as possible to allow the governorate and even the country to operate according to the framework he had set.

Entertaining Angelina was just a way to express goodwill to Sophia. She herself was only a slightly important supporting role in Roland's eyes.

Of course Roland wouldn't care about Angelina's little thoughts.

At noon the next day, a hungover Angelina woke up from her sleep in pain.

There was a heartbreaking pain in the joints of my wrists and ankles.

Sure enough, what was supposed to come came.

Angelina smiled self-deprecatingly and looked at the ceiling with relief, waiting for death to come.

People with status must maintain their dignity even if they die.

Poisoned wine was indeed a suitable way of death for her status, and the whole body could be preserved decently.

She quietly waited for the pain to spread throughout her body and her body gradually stiffened, but it didn't. All she waited for was more pain.

what happened?

Angelina struggled to sit up and saw an insulated food box on the small dining table not far away. There was a large bottle of red wine next to the food box.

Gritting her teeth and moving to sit at the table, Angelina opened the food box, which turned out to be the delicacies she had not finished last night.

There must be poison in the wine.

This was Roland's opportunity to give her some initiative.

She swallowed, relaxed, and drank all the food and wine in a hurry.

Feeling dizzy and with severe pain in her hands and feet, Angelina walked towards the bedside and saw the unfinished novel on the table, her eyes a little lonely.

I hope there is still some time for her to read the part before the ending.

Let this perfect love story accompany her on the road.

Angelina tiptoed carefully, sat on the bedside, and started reading.

Her smile quickly faded as she felt more and more pain.

The pain from her ankle joint was more painful than a sword strike on her body, and the heart-wrenching pain made her soul tremble.

What hurts more than this is the plot of the novel.

Julius and Romu eventually both died due to misunderstanding.

Their deaths shocked both families, who chose to bury the two young men together.

ah? It turns out that they didn't grow old together and be buried together, but they couldn't get together before they died and then made up for it after death?
What bastard wrote this? Is it fun to bully people like this?

Angelina was furious. Life was already so terrible. How could she read a crap novel and experience such heart-wrenching things?

She stood up excitedly and fell back on the bed with a loud "ouch".

It hurts so much, but somehow it doesn't feel like poisonous wine, but more like...
gout?

Thinking of eating so much seafood and drinking several bottles of dark beer last night, she wanted to slap herself.

Oops, where is the doctor? Help!
I'm going to die soon, don't let me feel any more pain!

Angelina's cry for help alerted the maid, and the servants in the yard rushed her to the hospital. The doctor violently drained half a catty of blood until her lips and face turned white.

After hearing the news, Roland hurried over. Looking at the pitiful Angelina, he could not connect the weak patient in front of him with the Shadow Temple who was looking for him to challenge her to a life-or-death battle.

Even a strong-willed person cannot withstand the dual torment of disease and quack medicine.

Roland glared at Angelina angrily and said mockingly: "Lie down and rest well. Pack your things and get out when you are well. Remember to thank Sophia for me."

"Wait, what did you say?" Angelina was just a bit confused, not really stupid. After listening to Roland's words, she thought about what happened from last night to today, and suddenly realized.

It turns out that Roland didn't want to send her "home", but actually sent her home?

Just when Roland was about to leave, she forced herself to sit up and asked softly: "Roland, do you really not hate me?"

"Why do I hate you? The two countries are at war, and we are enemies on the battlefield. But outside the battlefield, do we have any deep hatred?"

Seeing that Roland was about to leave, Angelina hurriedly called him, "Wait a minute."

"Anything else?"

"Can I bring some books back?" Angelina's expectant eyes were mixed with anxiety.

Roland didn't look back, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

I was wondering why I should give some books to Angelina for her to take back and spread, but she took the initiative to send them to my door?

Roland looked back at Angelina, pretended to be embarrassed and pondered for a moment, then said with hesitation:

"Of course, but books in the military and technological fields must be screened by me."

Angelina couldn't help laughing.

She is not an idiot. She knows which books can be taken away and which ones cannot be taken away.

"Don't worry, I prefer literature, art, and marine encyclopedia."

When Roland walked out of the hospital, he met the attending doctor who had been waiting for a long time.

"Dr. Woma, please think of a way to let her lie down for a few more days, but you can't really hurt her."

Dr. Woma, who is nearly two meters tall and powerful, has a cold smile, and the long scar on his face looks particularly ferocious.

"Mr. Governor, please feel free to rest assured when I do this. No patient can leave the hospital without my consent."

Looking at the murderous surgeon, Roland's back felt slightly cold. He looked back at the ward where Angelina was resting and shrugged.

Sorry, I am not trying to punish you, but I hope you will read more.

Using the power of knowledge to turn an angry she-wolf into a girl who loves literature is also an achievement in spreading knowledge.

Using Sophia's ring as a wedding ring and using Sophia's subordinates as tools to improve the results always felt a bit despicable.

But Roland didn't care.

He is willing to sacrifice everything for victory.

(End of this chapter)