in the name of the queen

Chapter 325 The Queen's Concern

Fort St. Rurik, summer palace.

Queen Sophia's summer residence.

She didn't like hot climates, so this palace was built on the top of a mountain, which was very cool.

To be precise, this is not a palace, but Sophia's private residence, which belongs to her other title, the Residence of the Duke of Nizhny Novgorod.

I have a summer palace facing the sea. It is not warm in spring and flowers do not bloom.

This is Sophia's leisurely life.

She disliked flowers very much, so wherever she walked, all the flowers withered.

Standing barefoot beside the cliff, letting the sharp sea breeze brush across her cheeks and blow up her long hair, her eyes were as deep as the abyss, without any expression.

Unlike when she attended the Continental Congress, she is now less aggressive and more profound.

If you look closely, you can see that her appearance is also slightly different.

Her eyebrows and long hair had turned a light blue color at some point, like a frozen ocean.

Just as she stood quietly facing the sea breeze like a sculpture, a gust of wind came from behind her, and blue mist condensed into a blue ice spirit.

Bing Ling's voice was totally unhuman, it was harsh and sharp.

"Master, your human servant requests an audience."

Sophia turned slowly, nodded slightly, and walked out.

It was time again for her to meet with important ministers every month. She had to provide confidence and brains to those important ministers of the empire who were eagerly waiting for instructions.

After returning to the empire from the Arctic ice field, her state of mind was completely different from before.

She became less and less interested in politics, diplomacy and war, and even a little bored.

She used to like to hold all the power in her hands, but after returning from the ice field, she just wanted to share the power.

Unfortunately, she was used to being autocratic and appointed ministers who were strong in execution but lacked independent thinking ability.

She wanted to delegate power, but she couldn't.

If she had a choice, she would just want to go under the ice field and sleep quietly until the day of return, but she had no choice. After all, this was her empire, and she couldn't just leave it alone.

It would be nice to have a prime minister as capable as Roland.

This idea was indeed outrageous, and Sophia made herself laugh.

What's the reason for asking Roland? To help me build my country so that I can beat your motherland later?

The corridor leading to the reception room is lined with precious crystal mirrors on both sides.

These mirrors are placed at different angles, which can perfectly present people walking through the corridor from all angles.

People with good figures like this place very much and call it the Angel's Gallery.

People with poor figures hate this place very much and call it the Devil's Road.

Sophia neither liked nor hated it.

Everyone has the instinct to pursue beauty, and she is no exception. But she does not think that delicate features and a well-proportioned body are the so-called beauty.

The sword skills that cut down the enemy, the ice that freezes the enemy, and the wails coming from deep in the enemy's throat as the enemy struggles desperately but cannot escape death.

This is the ultimate beauty.

An aesthetic that is unique to her.

No one could understand her, ever.

Sophia looked at the flawless face in the mirror corridor from the corner of her eye, and suddenly she felt dazed. The moment she turned her face, she seemed to see her sixteen-year-old self.

At that time, she was carefree. She studied swordsmanship, read books, and received military skills training every day, working hard to make herself stronger and more outstanding.

She never wears makeup. After all, she is naturally beautiful and unmatched. Why should she tarnish her natural beauty with cosmetics that give off a strange smell?

Sophia's steps suddenly stopped. She thought of someone, and her calm heart seemed to be slightly rippled as if a small stone had fallen into it.

Well, except for the short-eared elf.

She once set a life goal for herself, to emulate the famous female emperors in the history of the Alemannic Empire and lead the entire continent towards unification and prosperity.

However, her goal was over before it even began.

In order to benefit the family, her parents arranged a political marriage for her that had no emotional basis.

Her husband was Emperor Vladimir.

After fighting and remaining silent, Sophia finally accepted the fate's trick and embarked on a journey to the distant winter country.

She originally thought that this was a marriage that was neither happy nor unhappy, even though there was no love between the two parties.

After all, they were all people of noble status and had their own bottom line. If both parties could reach some kind of tacit understanding, she wouldn't mind fulfilling the engagement.

However, Ivan IV's actions opened her eyes.

Ivan IV was a typical Rurik chauvinist. He looked down on all nations and countries equally and believed that the Ruriks were the best nation in the world.

He could not accept the lowly Odin blood being mixed into the royal bloodline.

Ivan's ideas are completely different from the mainstream view.

In the traditional contempt chain, the Magic Empire > the Barbarians, and among the barbarians, Sussex and Golden Kite are the upper-class barbarians, the Odins, Talias and other ethnic groups are the middle-class barbarians, and the Ruriks and Wends are the lower-class barbarians.

Ivan IV's anti-Tian Gang cognition had no market even within the Vladimir Empire.

The Queen Mother insisted on marrying Sophia because she wanted to improve the inferior barbarian bloodline of the Rurik people.

However, Ivan IV didn't buy it at all.

Although Sophia has a stunningly beautiful face, a perfect figure full of youthful charm and an outstanding temperament, he still treats Sophia rudely with cold violence and is too lazy to even put in any superficial effort.

Not only that, he also tried hard to have a baby with beautiful girls of the same tribe, and even planned to let Sophia claim his bastard child outside.

Sophia had no feelings for Ivan IV and naturally could not tolerate this humiliation.

If she were an ordinary person, she would probably be in tears and live a miserable life.

However, she is an extraordinary person, an extraordinary person with considerable strength.

She did not endure for long, and after confronting Ivan Terrible, she took action.

The frozen blood dyed the Winter Palace red.

According to official records, Ivan Terrible died unexpectedly of a "cold".

On the same day, more than 700 members of the Guards died of "cold".

The Rurik people, who advocated the use of force, were shocked by Sophia's terrifying strength. After a brief moment of surprise, they supported Sophia as the new emperor without hesitation.

Ivan Terrible was just a sick man who couldn't even catch a cold. Who would cry for a sick man who froze to death?
This is how Sophia ascended the throne.

Simple and crude, but in line with the Rurik people's philosophy.

After a brief pause, Sophia took another step and walked towards the living room.

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

Why were the memories of the dead attacking her again? Was it because she had been too fragile recently, or was she feeling a little uneasy as the day of her return was approaching?
No one in this world can match her. What is the reason for her uneasiness?
Sophia frowned slightly, still unable to figure it out.

There are large blanks in her memory, as if it were covered under an ice field, making it difficult to see its true appearance.

There seemed to be a voice in the dark reminding her that everything would be revealed on the day of return.

Since I can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it for now.

Although she was a little tired, the country really couldn't do without her.

Her several trusted ministers were loyal, but they were all action-oriented people, and at least half of their brains were with her.

She does not complain about the incompetence of these important officials.

This is her choice, her standard. She can’t just be happy when she gets convenience and hide away when she encounters trouble.

When Sophia walked into the reception room, several important ministers were already waiting anxiously.

When they saw Sophia, these important officials all showed expressions of relief.

"Your Majesty, you are still as charming as ever. I am happy for you."

Prime Minister Borisov flattered him with a smile.

Sophia sat down on the throne expressionlessly, and tapped the armrests with her slender fingertips, making a crisp sound.

"No need to compliment me, how are things going this month?"

"Your Majesty, four more countries have disappeared or are about to disappear this month."

Borisov took a deep breath and said slowly, "First of all, it's good news. The Wend Empire finally couldn't hold on and surrendered, but they are still stubborn and insist that this is not an unconditional surrender. They demand that we retain the territory directly under the royal family, including the capital of Valsa."

"What do our allies think?" Sophia did not rush to express her opinion, but continued to ask.

"The Kingdom of Tyrol only wants the coal-producing region of Buskens, and the Kingdom of Pruden has already obtained the territory west of the Vistula River. They are not very interested in the direct rule of the royal family of the Wend Empire."

Borisov muttered somewhat dissatisfiedly: "These two bastards both said they respect your opinion. But the Kingdom of Pruden also complained that they suffered heavy losses on the Western Front and could not continue the offensive."

"The reason given by the Kingdom of Tyrol is that they have acute domestic conflicts and need to call back the army to suppress domestic rioters."

Sophia said calmly, "Sir Borisov, what do you think?"

"I think we can reduce the Wende Empire to a kingdom, cede territory, sign a tariff treaty, and force them to stand on our side. After all, our real enemies are Sussex and Golden Kite. There is no need to expend too much energy on them."

Sophia turned her gaze to Sakhalin beside her and asked softly, "Sir Sakhalin, what do the troops think?"

Sahalin was the chief of the Shadow Temple who was tricked by Roland in Val City and lost all face. He was a powerful man with the title of Blade of Destruction.

After the setback in the Battle of Var City, he learned from his mistakes and showed courage, showing the calm demeanor of a great general in the wars against small countries such as the Khanate of the Khanate of the Khanate. He was completely different from the impulsive man he was back then.

Now he has been promoted to general and is the third most important person in the military.

When Suvorokin was in charge of the fighting on the front line, he stayed in the capital to be responsible for logistics support and scheduling. His importance is self-evident.

Facing the empress's question, he raised his head confidently and answered loudly: "Marshal Suvorokin's attitude is very firm. If Your Majesty needs it, he can completely solve the problem of Wende within a month."

"Oh? Even with the help of two allies, he still couldn't get through this tough task after spending half a year. Now that his allies are gone, he is more confident?"

Sakhalin said slowly: "The Marshal did not explain the reason, but only expressed his determination."

Sophia looked at Sakhalin with interest and asked softly, "Sir Sakhalin, where do you think the Marshal's confidence comes from?"

"Pruden and the Tyroleans will not participate. Although the number of troops participating in the war will be reduced by at least half, the logistical pressure will be greatly reduced. In addition, the military orders will be unified, so it is normal for the marshal to be confident."

Sakhalin answered confidently.

Is not it?
There are only a few hundred thousand troops directly under the royal family of the Wende Empire. If the logistical pressure can be reduced, given the gap in combat power between the two sides, there is every chance to defeat the opponent.

Sofia did not comment and turned her gaze to Angelina who was standing half a step behind Sakhalin.

"Angelina, what do you think?"

Angelina's body trembled slightly. She looked up at the Queen in disbelief, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

She was captured and imprisoned by Roland, lost her ice crystal blue ring, and was even forced to recharge the ring, indirectly providing the enemy with an opportunity to study the Queen's strength. She did not make a mistake, but a crime.

With great trepidation, she returned to the empire with the books given by Roland, confessed everything to the Queen without reservation, and expressed her willingness to plead guilty.

Based on her understanding of the Queen, she would execute her on the spot in a rage.

The Queen does not tolerate any sand in her eyes, and her behavior is strictly speaking surrender.

However, the Queen's handling of the matter left her somewhat confused.

After listening to her confession, Sophia patiently asked her a bunch of questions, and then told her not to feel stressed and to take a few days off before coming back to work.

Angelina originally closed her eyes and waited for death, but she didn't expect the Queen to say this. She returned home with the joy of surviving a disaster.

How could she dare to rest? She just stayed at home for a few days and then returned to work.

However, as soon as she returned to the Shadow Temple, she was told to report to the cabinet.

Angelina was appointed as the Prime Minister's Assistant, with the rank of deputy minister, equivalent to a deputy minister in the cabinet.

Angelina was filled with astonishment and ecstasy. She burst into tears with excitement and vowed in her heart that she would burn everything for the empire.

Just when she was full of fighting spirit and wanted to make achievements, she found out that she was only the Prime Minister's assistant in name only. Although her rank was high, she had no power.

According to the Queen's decree, she had to observe every cabinet decision and participate in every meeting, but was not allowed to express her opinion.

In addition, her name was on the list of people who would meet the Queen every month.

Simply put, she has to participate in the entire process of national decision-making, but she can only watch and not express her opinions.

Apart from having no power, she is no different from a normal cabinet deputy.

His salary increased, his house became bigger, he got a title, a maid, and a special car to take him to work.

People who don't know the truth envy her because she made mistakes outside but was not punished and was instead reused.

If the ages didn't match, some people would even suspect that she was the Queen's illegitimate daughter.

How can a daughter who is not her biological daughter receive such treatment?

However, the Queen was only six years older than Angelina, and no one, even the most daring, would dare to speculate on what a five-year-old could do.

Even The Sun wouldn't dare to make up this kind of gossip.

So a new rumor emerged, saying that Angelina was the Queen's half-sister, and was the child of the Queen's father who had a one-night stand when they were traveling in St. Rurik's Castle.

Considering that Angelina is good-looking and has a temperament that is both irritable and cold, there is a huge market for this rumor.

The Sun not only dared to report this kind of scandal, but even published a special issue on it.

Outsiders envy Angelina, but only she, who is in the middle, knows how painful it is.

I can only look but not touch. Ugh, it’s really painful to be able to only look but not speak.

She had better ideas but couldn't speak up. She was almost suffocated.

Perhaps this is the Queen's punishment, which is more painful than killing her.

After calming down, Angelina accepted the punishment of silence.

She calmly observed all decisions of the cabinet and the general staff, as well as Sophia's decrees during her monthly audiences with the empress.

She was about to go crazy because of the depression, but gradually she calmed down and watched coldly.

Unconsciously, she adapted to her new identity and almost forgot that she could speak. Even when she returned home, she was still immersed in the sea of ​​books.

The books Roland gave her were varied and comprehensive. Even though most of them were donated to the Royal Library, the remaining dozens of books inspired her greatly.

Although the Queen was punishing her, perhaps because of her many years of contribution, she still gave her permission to read in the Royal Library.

In this way, spring goes and summer comes, and before we know it, another half year has passed.

Angelina didn't even notice that her gaze was no longer aggressive and her smile was no longer a forced fake smile.

She laughed off the stupid policies that the cabinet came up with on the spur of the moment, and she also smiled knowingly at the excellent practices that the cabinet discussed.

She gradually got used to not talking at all, and also got used to the severe itching in her head every night.

Just when she was turning the punishment into enjoyment, Sophia suddenly called her name and asked her to speak.

After a brief moment of surprise and excitement, Angelina wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.

The Queen never liked cowards, and she hated tears even more.

Her brain was working rapidly, and every bit of information from the past six months flashed through her mind quickly. Everything she had seen and heard, and all the books from ancient times to the present, seemed to be integrated into her mind in an instant.

What Sakhalin said was all correct, but he overlooked a very important point.

"Because, the enemy can't think of it either."

Angelina hadn't spoken for more than half a year. When she suddenly spoke, her vocal cords were not used to it, so her voice was hoarse and low.

Sophia's eyes suddenly flashed with light and she let out a long breath.

Talent needs to be polished.

Angelina is good in everything except that she is too impetuous and always prefers to use force instead of her brain.

However, her fighting power is not as strong as she thinks, and her brain is not as bad as others think.

He had always intended to train Angelina into a wise general, but he didn't expect that this guy would take her as his idol and was ready to take the violent route.

There is nothing wrong with believing in the use of force, but what is wrong is not having enough force.

Sophia has always wanted Angelina to change, but there has never been a suitable opportunity.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Angelina was captured by Roland, she put a lot of pressure on Angelina to make her wake up.

Fortunately, it seems to be working well.

To be fair, the answer Angelina provided might not be the same as what Suvorokin thought.

But this is not important.

What’s important is that Angelina thought independently and came up with important factors that Sakhalin overlooked.

Human heart.

Sakhalin's ability and experience are indeed superior to Angelina's, but his level of cognition will never surpass Suvorokin and Borisov. No matter how he is trained, he is just another executive with better execution ability.

But Angelina is different.

She has been manic, stupid, and frustrated, but she has never given up easily.

Even though he was under house arrest by Roland and was forbidden to speak, he still groped his way forward silently.

Sophia smiled with satisfaction.

Although it was still a work-in-progress, she finally saw the embryo of independent thinking ability.

Sophia did not comment on Angelina's answer, but asked softly:

"Angelina, I plan to have you replace Marshal Suvolodkin and make him your deputy. How do you plan to fight this battle?"

Sakhalin's face changed slightly. He never dreamed that the marginalized Angelina would suddenly turn the tables.

Could it be that the rumors are true and Angelina is really the Queen’s sister?
Thinking of this rumor, his stuffy chest felt a little better.

Even if Angelina really came from behind and surpassed him, her loss was not due to her ability, but to her damn nepotism.

Sakhalin clenched his hands tightly, then slowly loosened them.

He tried hard to maintain a calm expression, not knowing that his every move was seen by the Queen.

Sophia wasn't surprised by his reaction.

But she still felt a little regretful about this unexpected thing.

There are never any surprises with Sakhalin, no strokes of genius, no stupidity, nothing.

He is like a precision machine, operating with precision.

You can't expect a machine to think for you, at least not right now.

Sofia will certainly not abandon Sakhalin. Precision instruments have their uses, and as the helmsman she must let everyone give full play to their abilities.

Angelina was flattered by the Queen's question. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly thought of the military theory books and war history she had read.

Changing generals in the middle of a battle is a big taboo in military strategy.

In particular, replacing the meritorious old general with a general who had just suffered a defeat and was idle was simply nonsense.

If this almost frivolous suggestion had not come from Sofia, Angelina would have objected without hesitation.

Since the Queen said so.
Even if the Queen said it, it's wrong!
Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down Angelina's forehead, dripped onto the ground, and gradually spread out to form a small puddle.

Angelina, sweating profusely, has to face the cruel reality.

If what the Queen says goes against common sense, if what the Queen says conflicts with her cognition, should she point it out?

In a flash, she thought of Roland.

If Sif said something wrong, Roland would point it out; if Roland made an error in judgment, Sif would also point it out.

Angelina raised her head suddenly, without wiping the sweat that soaked her clothes, and whispered with all her strength: "Your Majesty, please don't change the generals in the middle of the battle. I can't replace the marshal."

After saying this, her body almost collapsed and she almost fell down.

Sophia was silent for a moment, then burst into clear and hearty laughter.

Along with the laughter, snowflakes appeared out of thin air and danced in the summer palace.

Although there is no summer in the Summer Palace, the current temperature is around 15℃, so it is impossible for it to snow.

These snowflakes obviously came from the Queen's call.

No, it wasn't a summons, but rather the temperature disturbance caused by her unstable mood.

Sakhalin's face suddenly changed. This was the prelude to the Queen's outburst.

Oh no, what is Angelina thinking? The Queen asked you to answer questions, not to oppose her arrangements!
He glared at Angelina fiercely, rushed over, grabbed her shoulders, and forced her to kneel in front of the Queen.

"Angelina, how dare you! Apologize to His Majesty immediately!"

He looked at Angelina anxiously.

Although he was somewhat jealous of Angelina's favor, they were comrades-in-arms for many years after all, and he did not want Angelina to be executed on the spot by the Queen.

Angelina certainly understood Sakhalin's good intentions.

He was protecting her, just like he had protected her, the last seat of the Shadow Temple, before.

At any other time, she would have gratefully accepted the kindness, but today she was like someone who had taken the wrong medicine and refused to give in.

"Your Majesty, please do not change your generals in the middle of a battle!"

Sakhalin was almost irritated by Angelina.

He always knew that Lao Wu was not very smart and was very stubborn, but he didn't expect him to be so stubborn.

Thinking of Angelina's tragic end of being frozen into an ice sculpture, his eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

Sophia's carefree laughter gradually stopped. She waved her right hand lightly, and the huge body like a Sakhalin giant bear staggered and fell to the side.

Other important ministers did not dare to face the Queen's anger, and quickly gave up their seats and hid to the sides.

In the center of the hall, only Angelina was left.

She raised her head, stood up, her tone cold and stubborn.

"Your Majesty, please think again."

Although Sophia's voice was cold, it was also a little softer.

"Angelina, you did a great job."

Angelina's body trembled slightly, she sighed in her heart, and her eyes looked out the window, drifting towards the distant sky.

Haha, it’s a sunny day. It wouldn’t be bad to die on such a bright day.

If the Queen said "You did a good job", it would definitely not be praise, but anger.

The Queen's anger must be cooled by blood, and today is the day she dies.

Angelina was calm and just wanted to take in the scenery one last time.

Sophia stood up, clapped her hands lightly, and walked towards Angelina.

The ministers closed their eyes.

It has been a long time since the Queen was seen killing people in anger, but that doesn't mean she has no temper.

Angelina, oh, this kid is really too stubborn.

If the Queen could be made to step down from the throne, it would be a luxury for her to die peacefully.

In the trembling eyes of the ministers, Sophia came in front of Angelina.

She patted Angelina's shoulders gently and said softly, "Angelina, from today on, you will be my assistant. You can give orders on my behalf while I'm away."

She took out a bracelet from her pocket and put it on Angelina, who was stunned.

"Don't take it off, communicate with it more."

After a brief thought, she took out the dagger she carried with her and said solemnly:
"This Frost Gaze represents my authority. If anyone disobeys you, you can use this sword to kill him. It is up to you to decide when to draw the sword."

Sophia returned to the throne while everyone was stunned. She smiled slightly, raised her right hand to signal everyone to pay attention, and asked softly:
"Any thing else?"

The whole audience was silent. Borisov was the first to react, but his face looked a little ugly.

According to the Queen's order, he, as the Prime Minister, now has to obey Angelina's orders.

Although he didn't think the Queen's agent would dare to draw his sword and kill him, Angelina was different.

She was so stubborn that she even dared to challenge the authority of the Queen. What did killing a minister mean to her?
Borisov's already gloomy face became even uglier.

Even though I felt unhappy, I still had to continue working. If I didn't report the intelligence completely, I would be derelict in my duty.

He continued to report to the Queen with some frustration.

The second country to disappear was the Kingdom of Oden.

Queen Sylph personally led an army of 180,000 to attack the Kingdom of Oden, and with the close cooperation of the navy and the army, she quickly surrounded the capital of the Kingdom of Oden.

People thought this would be a long and brutal war of attrition, but the Siren's song changed the situation.

The siren Munina and the queen Sylph sang together, causing the front wall to fall into the triple negative effects of enchantment, chaos and sadness.

The Sussex army took the opportunity to break through the city gate and enter the city.

Although the inner city was still in the hands of King Sweyn VII of Oden, he had long lost the will to fight.

His courage had been exhausted in the war a few years earlier.

Occupying the inner city would certainly allow them to hold out, but without external aid they would be defeated sooner or later.

Rather than waiting until you run out of ammunition and food and become a prisoner, it is better to surrender early and seek leniency.

The result of the surrender was the demise of the Kingdom of Oden, and Sweyn VII himself was demoted to duke and moved to the Weimar area.

Just a few days before the demise of the Kingdom of Oden, the Weimar Confederation became the first country to surrender before them.

The Weimar Confederation collapsed under the wild offensive of the Golden Kite Kingdom's army.

Christine's art of command was brought to the extreme. She tore through the Weimar Confederation's several lines of defense with the precision of a scalpel and arrived at the capital before the reinforcements could arrive.

If the Weimar Confederation had been resolute in its resistance and held on to the capital while waiting for reinforcements from outside, it might have been able to hold out for a few months, but the businessmen and politicians of the Weimar Confederation did not have the courage to do so.

They surrendered with sorrowful faces, and the Weimar Confederation was declared destroyed.

Five provinces were incorporated into the Golden Kite Kingdom, and three provinces were incorporated into the so-called mediator Sussex Empire.

At this point, with the addition of the four provinces just taken from the Kingdom of Oden, the number of overseas provinces of the Sussex Empire increased to eleven.

In just three years, eight overseas provinces were opened up for the empire (originally there were three), pushing Sylph and Roland's reputation to the peak.

The war spirit was high within the Sussex Empire, and countless passionate young people and industrial workers signed up to join the army.

After reading this information, Borisov felt a little depressed.

He never dreamed that in the race to annex small countries, the Vladimir Empire would actually lose to the Sussex Empire, which was not good at land warfare.

After finishing the report, he asked Sophia for instructions on follow-up policies as usual.

However, Sophia did not give direct instructions this time, but said calmly:
"As for national affairs, please discuss them with Angelina. Don't bother me unless it's important."

"His Majesty."

Although he had a headache, Prime Minister Borisov still stubbornly questioned, "Are you going to abandon us?"

Sophia's eyes drifted into the distance, and she said slowly, "Of course not."

"Everyone, continue to attack according to the predetermined plan. On the day of the decisive battle, I will personally clear the obstacles. This world needs a new order, a new order created by us."

Borisov and other important officials breathed a sigh of relief.

Their biggest worry was that Sophia would completely abandon them.

Since she is still willing to lead the empire forward, nothing else matters.

Isn't it just letting Angelina take over the power?

She is the Queen's sister. What's wrong with her being lazy and asking her to take care of the baby?
In short, the Queen is wise!

After finishing the report, Borisov and others bowed to Sofia and took their leave.

Angelina didn't leave, she stayed anxiously.

There were still many things she didn't understand, so she had to ask the Queen in person.

After the important officials left, Sophia turned her gaze to Angelina and said calmly:
"I know you have a lot of questions, but I'll only answer two. Cherish your opportunity."

Angelina's brain worked rapidly, and she finally made a choice, "Your Majesty, where is the location of the decisive battle you have planned?"

"White Mountain."

"Why?" Angelina was puzzled.

"Is this the second question? If not, I refuse to answer."

Angelina quickly shook her head and asked the second question through gritted teeth, "Your Majesty, am I really your sister as the rumors say?"

"Get out!"

Sophia suddenly raised her voice and blasted Angelina out.

She didn't want to answer because she didn't know the answer either. She only found out later that she was not even her father's biological daughter, which was why he used her as a political bargaining chip.

(End of this chapter)