in the name of the queen.

Chapter 306 You jump, I jump too
Roland stayed in Port Emre for a week.

The end point of the imperial cruise also stopped at this port where it first landed in three overseas provinces.

Looking at the red-faced Caesar and the radiant Queen, who was as dazzling as the stars, the officials exchanged glances with each other and vaguely understood a lot.

They did not go up the mountain to disturb them, but allowed the queen and her lover to enjoy the beauty of their world.

Some people thought they had been lovers for a long time, while others knew that they had only successfully passed the final hurdle in the past few days.

Regardless of whether they knew it or not, the officials silently sent blessings and then thought about what gifts to send.

This gift was neither light nor vulgar, and it really made them rack their brains.

Roland and Sif ignored the people outside. They stayed quietly in the hot spring courtyard, enjoying the last tranquility before the storm.

The last piece of information they received was that the main force of the Wende Empire was defeated by Suvorodin, the famous general of the Vladimir Empire.

Although the Wende Empire still had hundreds of thousands of regular troops and could mobilize millions of serfs to join the army, this disastrous defeat completely changed the direction of the war.

It would also be a good choice to directly ask Christine to host.

Roland was slightly stunned. He really hadn't thought about this.

Moisturized by love, her charm even shocked the magic mirror.

She's not perfect, but she's gorgeous.

Since they are not allies, there is no obligation to protect them.

After seven days of enjoying the gentle village, Roland reluctantly left the hot spring house and embarked on the journey to Mont Blanc with his legs trembling slightly.

If this contest were a beauty pageant, Roland would have popped the champagne.

To be fair, Sif may not be the most considerate wife, but she must be a soul mate that can only be met in a dream.

"Am I qualified to host your and Sif's wedding?" Christine's voice was very soft, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

She smiled and said: "Don't worry about me. Now that I have made my choice, I will never regret it. The defeat of the Wende royal family just proves that our inference is correct."

She was secretly glad that Roland insisted on not forming an alliance with the Wende Empire.

Seeing that Kristine got over her sadness so quickly, Roland wisely did not mention it and started chatting casually.

The past seven days have been the happiest seven days since his time travel and rebirth.

The Wende Empire could not last more than half a year.

Although the tradition of the royal family of the Sussex Empire is for the clergy of the Holy Court of Plenty to preside over weddings, as he has had a good relationship with Christine over the years, his relationship with the Holy Court of Plenty has not been very good.

Since they no longer have the ability to continuously consume the enemy, they have no meaning in existence.

Roland guessed the outcome of the defeat of the Wende Empire, but he did not expect that the process would be so easy.

"You are already my wife."

Just as Roland was thinking about how to comfort her, Miss Saint had already finished adjusting.

Chaos is coming, and only those who save themselves can be saved.

It will take at least half a year for the temporarily mobilized troops to form the most basic combat effectiveness.

This is the fastest way to move.

This cowardly performance is indeed not worthy of more international aid.

He kissed her hard and let go of Sif when she couldn't breathe.

Sophia did not take action, but Army General Suvorodin took action to end the battle.

"Only when the Vladimir Empire's supply lines are stretched to their limits will we have a chance."

If not invited, the Abundance Believers will have random thoughts again.

The demise of the Wende Empire was only the beginning of many national tragedies in the future.

Miss Saint's expression was a little lonely.

This contest is a showdown of strength.

Unfortunately not.

Roland is not superstitious, but he believes in evil and is never stubborn.

Taking her charm as a benchmark of 100 points, Magic Mirror quietly adjusted Sophia's charm to 97 points, and other list members lowered their scores in turn.

Whether they were annihilated, exiled or vassalized, their time as an independent empire was numbered.

He travels to Mont Blanc in Christine's modified hot air balloon.

Asking a pope or a cardinal from the Holy See of Plenty to officiate a wedding will definitely cost you extra.

Not only could the Wende Empire not be able to stop the Vladimir Empire, it could not even force out the opponent's trump card.

On the day she received the news, Sif stopped aid to the Wende Empire with a stroke of her pen.

Not only did Roland dare not open the champagne, he also covered Sif's lips as she was about to set a death flag.

It can be seen that she still regards the Wende Empire as her motherland in her heart. Although after weighing the pros and cons, he did not go back to bury the decadent royal family, it was still painful to hear the news of the defeat of the Wende Empire.

As long as the relationship between husband and wife is confirmed before the war breaks out, the slogan of "getting married after fighting this war" will be invalid.

After all, he is the Knight of Light. What's wrong with asking the Saint of Light to preside over the wedding?
There is freedom of religious belief in Sussex, and the Temple of Abundance certainly occupies a dominant position, but there are also many people who believe in light and nature.

Roland's eyes lit up.

Since you don't want to invite the old people from the Palace of Fertility to host the wedding, the wedding venue can be overseas.

He smiled and patted his palms, "Okay, then it's time to work."

Christine turned her head and stared into Roland's eyes, trying to find signs of joking.

However, Roland's eyes were clear and calm, so similar to
Christine cast her peripheral vision into the distance and saw Lake Vaal.

Just as blue, just as clear.

Her eyebrows gradually curved with her smile, and the corners of her lips also raised slightly.

"I should be the one thanking you."

In religious ceremonies, the importance of officiating a wedding is second only to baptism.

If she can officiate the wedding of Roland and Sif, it will represent the expansion of the Diocese of Light.

This is a great achievement in opening up new territories. She can easily overwhelm Irene and win the selection of the Saint.

And Roland also has to bear the wrath from the Palace of Abundance.

Christine didn't even know how to repay Roland. After all, the favor was too great and the price he had to bear was too great.

She looked a little solemn and said in a deep voice: "Perhaps I can only repay your kindness when I become the Pope."

"I believe you." Roland smiled and nodded.

This is a two-way investment.

Both he and Christine thought the other would win.

The feeling of being trusted is really good.

Christine grabbed the edge of the hot air balloon basket and looked at the rivers and lakes in the distance, remembering the past when they first met.

"Do you still remember when the teacher and I dressed up and boarded the ship?"

"Remember. Don't worry about it. Sif is good at insight. It's not surprising to see through your disguise."

Christine suddenly looked back at Roland, unable to believe her ears.

Extraordinary abilities are the privacy that extraordinary people cannot reveal.

Roland actually trusts her so much?
She hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Roland, how sure are you?"

"If the fight started now, there would be almost none."

Kristine frowned slightly and sighed softly: "Is there still time?"

"Yes, I have almost unlimited room for growth."

"That's good, I will fight side by side with you. I have been blessed by the goddess, and I can achieve the strongest explosion of the same level at critical moments. Even Sophia may not be able to stop it."

Kristine smiled confidently, but there was still half a sentence left unsaid.

The power of God will be subject to many restrictions when entering the material plane. It is true that it cannot kill a completely powerful person of the same level, but is Sophia that strong?
She doesn't believe it.

Of course, to ensure the success rate, she would wait until Sophia's physical strength was almost exhausted before hanging up the light beacon. At that time, the holy light would fall from the sky and kill the enemy.

Then the favor will be returned. She would leave this surprise to Roland.

Seeing Christine's suddenly confident expression, Roland said nothing. If the goddess of light is a more powerful conceptual god, even if only a touch of divine power is projected onto the material plane, it will be indestructible.

But she wasn't.

The gods who first enter the divine realm are basically gods of power who master some laws.

The divine power she can project is only lethality, not divine power.

With Sophia's strength, she does have a chance to resist.

But this is the power of the goddess's projection, which may be able to injure Sophia and create favorable conditions for turning the tide of the battle.

Regardless of the effect, it is always a good thing.

The hot air balloon crossed the border between the two countries in just three days and stopped at Mont Blanc, more than a hundred miles away from the White Mountains.

Roland parachuted by himself, and Christine turned the hot air balloon back to Hanseatic City.

With the fall of the Wende Empire, the war will soon spread to the borders, and preparations must be made in advance.

Although the final battlefield was set on the line from Hansa-Var to Baishan, the land east of the battle line could not be thrown away casually, and had to be resisted step by step.

She has to do the work.

Roland has appointed her as the frontline commander to unified command of the war on the Eastern Front.

She didn't even have time to say a few words of humility, saying that she was just a clergyman from Wende, how could she serve as the military commander of the Sussex Empire before she was interrupted by Roland.

"Your military prowess is unmatched, and I trust you more."

Roland was not talking nonsense. Christine's military ability may not be the best, but her will to fight must be the strongest.

It's not a bad thing that she's a clergyman either.

When the war is over, there is no need to worry about her losing control of the military.

Her ultimate target is the Pope, not the Field Marshal.

Opening his arms in the air and letting the strong wind roar past him, Roland felt instantly relaxed.

No matter how strong Sophia is, she is still not a god, he will win.

At the Mont Blanc Observatory, Alina, who was lazily standing on the rooftop admiring the snow, was in a daze.

According to estimates, Roland should have arrived seven days ago.

Even if we were delayed on the road, it wouldn't be a full seven days.

She was worried, fearing that something might happen to Roland.

The feeling of uneasiness is getting more and more torturous. I really can't wait any longer, so I might as well go down the mountain to find someone.

Just when Alina was tortured enough by waiting, she suddenly became aware of the sound of falling objects breaking through the air above her head, and she raised her head suddenly.

She stared blankly at the familiar figure falling from the sky.

Roland was smiling and waving to her.

Seeing Alina getting closer and closer, Roland couldn't help but want to laugh.

This way of meeting is really interesting.

Just when he was extremely anxious, the person attending the appointment fell from the sky.

This way of meeting is full of romantic atmosphere like a golden kite.

Although they are just good friends meeting, their relationship is much closer than ordinary friends.

Alina is a best friend worthy of life and death.

Just as Roland was preparing his cool lines for the meeting, the ground was getting closer and closer.

Alina jumped up suddenly and caught Roland from the air.

Parachutes in this era were not safe.

After all, there were no airplanes in this era, and the usage rate of hot-air balloons was also very low, and most hot-air balloons landed slowly.

Alina didn't want Roland to fall down in embarrassment.

Just when Alina caught Roland and was about to find a place with thick snow to land, the parachute was accidentally caught on a tall red pine branch.

Roland was hung more than thirty meters above the ground. Alina grabbed Roland and hung with him in mid-air.

This height is really awkward.

Although you won't die if you jump directly, you will still be slightly injured.

Even if he is not injured, he is still very embarrassed.

Roland wanted to land gracefully, and Alina wanted to hold him and land smoothly.

Unfortunately, the incomprehensible Hongsong ruined the plan.

Roland shrugged, smiled and teased: "The golden kite tree doesn't seem to welcome me."

"But the golden iris welcomes you!"

Since Roland doesn't feel embarrassed, Alina naturally won't give in.

She looked at the snow slope not far away and pointed towards it with a smile.

"We jump up there and slide down the slope. It must be exciting."

Roland glanced at the snow slope pointed out by Alina. It turned out to be a natural ski resort.

"Okay, let's dance together!"

The classic line "You jump, I jump too" flashed through his mind.

Maybe he needed to release the pressure of the approaching war, or maybe he didn't want to face the anxiety of Alina announcing the fate of the deduction, but he also wanted to try the excitement.

Alina didn't expect Roland to say such words. She pulled out her dagger, cut off the parachute rope, and flew towards the snow slope with a scream.

Roland grabbed her sleeve and let it fall together.

Alina was a little unhappy for some reason when she saw that Roland was only willing to grab her sleeves.

She bit her lip and squeezed Roland's hand, looking at him provocatively.

Why, are we so unfamiliar?
Roland also smiled.

Golden Kite girls are romantic and passionate, unlike Sussex girls who are conservative.

Alina didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but it seemed like he was being pretentious.

He held Alina's hand back, feeling the wetness in her palm, and yelled together.

The two of them landed on the snow slope almost at the same time, sitting down imagelessly like children, letting gravity take them down.

They shouted and laughed, as if they had forgotten all the troubles in the world.

Everyone has a childish heart.

At least at this moment, they were no longer powerful heads of state, but two children using playfulness to drive away their worries.

"Come on!"

"Alas!"

They quickly merged into the white snowy slopes like two tiny dots.

Alina smiled happily, and Roland also laughed with her, until he turned around and saw the snow line approaching wildly.

He gasped and asked softly, "Can you figure out where we stopped?"

"what?"

Alina was stunned for a moment, but she still frowned and started to deduce.

"It's strange. We seem to have to stop halfway up the mountain, and we have to stop for a long time. It doesn't make sense."

"You were right, the avalanche is coming, run!"

Roland grabbed Alina's hand, the wind blew under his feet, and he ran wildly on the snow slope like a snow leopard.

Alina looked back and saw that the avalanche was coming.

They were shouting and screaming all the way. This area had accumulated more than half of the winter's snow. It would be strange if there was no avalanche.

Fortunately, they are all extraordinary beings, and a mere avalanche is nothing.

It’s just the scenery chasing their running footsteps.

(End of this chapter)