in the name of the queen.

summer palace.

Sophia sat quietly by the window facing the sea, her eyes drifting into the distance through the window, looking at the frozen sea.

It has been two weeks since the Battle of White Mountain, but it still seems as clear as yesterday.

Just as she was staring blankly at the teacup, the azure ice spirit appeared quietly.

"Master, your human servant is here."

"Which servant?" Sophia asked subconsciously, and then laughed. Such a complicated question as which servant was a bit beyond Bing Ling's scope.

She waved her snow-white hand, signaling Bing Ling to retreat.

"Let her in."

Bing Ling looked at Sophia's back, feeling a little confused. For some reason, the aura of the Queen made her instinctively feel a little strange.

"go quickly."

Sophia's urging voice sounded, and Bing Ling disappeared quickly with a "whoosh".

It quickly dispels strange doubts.

The master is the master, and she will always be the master as long as her soul does not change.

A moment later, Angelina appeared.

She was holding a pile of documents and sat opposite Sophia with a distressed look on her face.

"Your Majesty, there have been a lot of things going on lately, and I have a headache."

"Unfortunately, this pain will soon be transferred to me." Sophia put down the teacup with a smile and glanced at the documents that filled half of the coffee table.

Angelina lowered her head a little embarrassedly and whispered softly: "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't bother you, but there are some things I really don't dare to do without permission."

Seeing that Angelina really blamed herself, Sophia's tone softened a lot.

"No need to do that. This is my duty. I am sorry to trouble you."

Sophia picked up the first document and felt Angelina's headache.

This document is an official document jointly sent by the Kingdom of Pruden and the Kingdom of Tyrol.

This is a strange-looking but important document.

As allies of the Holy Alliance, the two countries requested the Vladimir Empire to take strong measures together to prevent the spread of rumors about the restoration of the Wend Empire.

"Your Majesty, rumors stop at the wise. We should indeed work with our allies to dispel the rumors."

"What if it's not a rumor?" Sophia asked calmly.

Sophia's words did not surprise Angelina.

She witnessed Christine guarding Sophia under the ginkgo tree, and also witnessed Sophia and Roland's transformation from enemies to comrades.

Since they were comrades, Roland would naturally speak for Christine given his personality.

The Wende Empire is Christine's secular homeland, and she definitely wants to help her motherland restore its independence.

However, territory is easier to swallow than to spit out.

How to convince the two allies to accept reality?
Using force to pressure others will not only offend both countries at the same time, but will also discourage those countries that are watching.

The two major powers of the Holy Alliance are following you, and the meat you eat will have to be spit out again. It would be better if you had never eaten it.

Sophia did have a headache.

The two allies had their own ideas and were not so honest. Some even wanted to take advantage of Suvorokin's death to profit from it. They also played the role of spectators in the Battle of Var City, allowing the Free Alliance to advance and fight against the elite of the Vladimir Empire.

But Sofia didn't have much reason to blame her allies.

The Battle of Franks Fortress was when Angelina urged the Kingdom of Pruden to take advantage of the situation and advance, hoping to catch Roland off guard.

The Kingdom of Pruden paid a huge price, but in return it got a horrific explosion and a wasteland after being cleared of all the trees.

Angelina did it too.

So she can’t loudly accuse her allies of being inhuman.

The division of the Wend Empire was the basis for the three kingdoms to form an alliance. If the Wend Empire was given up, the Kingdom of Pruden would become the number one victim of this war.

It is reasonable that the Vladimir Empire should give them an explanation.

Not to mention that the war sentiment within the Kingdom of Pruden and the Kingdom of Tyrol had already been mobilized, and even a round of nationwide conscription had been carried out.

If they were asked to spit out the territory they had taken, would they be willing to do so?
Sophia smiled. These two countries had even used bayonets and guns to force local people in the occupied areas to learn Odin language, which showed their ambition.

It can't be handled. It can't be handled at all.

Sophia's light of wisdom is mainly manifested in battle.

Her real diplomatic ability is probably at the level of "I propose to divide the Val city-state", "I propose to divide the Wendish Empire", and "who is in favor and who is against".

Before the Battle of White Mountain, Sophia might have held on for a while, but after the Battle of White Mountain, her thoughts changed a lot.

If it works, it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't work.

She didn't have the skill of diplomacy, nor did Angelina, who would think of summoning a blizzard when attending a festival ceremony in another country's capital.

But Roland had, and lots of it.

Now Roland belongs to everyone.

Roland is not only the Caesar of Sussex, but also the Prime Minister of the Golden Kite Republic and the Privy Councilor of the Vladimir Empire.

He could be called York, Bonaparte, or Vladimir.

"Transmit this matter to the Privy Councillor, our new Duke of Kazan, Saint Laurent Bonaparte York Vladimir."

Angelina nodded slightly, but she was silently complaining in her heart.

Her Majesty the Queen unceremoniously placed her own surname at the last and most important position, but in Roland's heart, the surname York was definitely the most important.

Of course, if the Queen really proposed it, Roland would also follow her lead.

After slashing through Baishan and killing all the judges with that sword, any impulse to confront Sophia head-on would be regarded as the stupidest idea in the world.

This is why the two allies had to respect Sophia even though they could mobilize millions of troops.

You may not respect Sophia's opinion, but you cannot disrespect Sophia's sword.

Angelina brought a lot of documents, and Sophia just glanced at them and made a unified instruction, asking the Cardinal to deal with them as appropriate.

Of course, she did not completely become a hands-off boss. She picked up a pen and wrote a personal letter, inviting Roland to the tea party in a very polite tone.

The time is Sunday.

As for how Roland could get to the Summer Palace before Sunday, that was Roland's problem.

Seeing this handwritten letter, Angelina breathed a sigh of relief, a smile returned to her face, and the dark circles under her eyes, which were slightly dark due to fatigue, also brightened a little.

After continuing to consult Sophia about urgent matters that had to be dealt with as soon as possible, Angelina carefully put the handwritten letter in her arms and said goodbye.

Sophia never looked back, but just looked at the frozen sea level silently.

A high-quality sea outlet is the obsession of the Rurik people. The giant bear in the north has an almost paranoid desire for the vast ocean.

Too bad they didn't.

The northern seaports are frozen for at least four months in winter, and the throughput capacity is limited during the thawing period.

The southern outlet to the sea has to go through two straits controlled by the Nubian Kingdom, which is not very convenient.

In addition, there are several enclave ports, all of which are small in scale. It is very troublesome to transport goods on a large scale by land, as they have to go through other countries.

In this war, she insisted on dividing the Wende Empire and also intended to seize the seaport.

However, Roland insisted on supporting the restoration of the Wende Empire, which made her a little unhappy. Sophia stood up, slowly walked to the window, opened it, and let the cold wind mixed with snowflakes drift in through the window.

It's another winter evening with snow all over the sky.

If it were her in the past, she would definitely like this kind of weather, but after the Battle of Baishan, her special obsession with snow also disappeared with that shocking sword.

What was cut off was not only the arrogant jury, but also the path she had taken.

It was a beautiful and innocent time. She once had three companions who set out on the paths of abundance, light, and nature, but she chose winter.

The coldness of winter matches her personality of liking to be alone.

During those years, in order to suppress the negative emotions accumulated during her practice, she would sleep for a while under the polar glaciers every winter.

The opportunity to ascend to the divine realm beckoned to them, and they agreed to stay in the material plane for a while.

The departure of the Ascensionists will have a significant impact on the material plane. If the Ascensionists can use the power of faith to reinforce the material plane before leaving, the damage to the material plane can be minimized.

After all, Theia is their hometown. Sophia thinks it is a good thing that they can reach the realm of gods, and they should leave something for their hometown before leaving.

They agreed to work together to create thirty-two artifacts to strengthen the defense of their hometown.

These thirty-two artifacts will build a solid plane wall to prevent the invasion of foreign demons.

The new dimension wall constructed by the thirty-two artifacts will not only stop the foreign demons, but also make it almost impossible for them to return home.

Sophia decided to visit every corner of her hometown before leaving.

She is the youngest of the four goddess candidates, much younger than the other three, so she is still very attached to her hometown.

On a snowy winter day, she went to the polar glacier as usual, looking for materials to forge artifacts and hibernate for a few weeks.

The other three knew her habits and would not interfere with her.

They traveled around the world to look for materials.

This should have been an ordinary winter day, a busy and normal day before they left their hometown.

However, when Sophia woke up, she couldn't find the other three people.

After an anxious search, she looked at the plane wall that left the back door and understood instantly.

She was abandoned.

The plane of Theia was abandoned.

The three goddesses had no intention of doing anything for their hometown. They had never thought about the idea of ​​the first one becoming a god and then leading the others to become gods. That was all Sophia's wishful thinking.

They had been planning from the beginning to abandon her and secretly go to the divine realm.

If that were all, even though Sophia would be sad, she would not blame them. Everyone has different ideas, so they just need to live well in the future.

However, they destroyed the artifacts, leaving hidden dangers in the wall of the plane, leaving a backdoor for them to return when the plane was annihilated and reborn.

Their thoughts are very obvious.

They don't want to bring newcomers to play, they want to eat alone.

If that were all, Sophia would not be too angry even though she despised it.

After all, all people are selfish, and God is no exception.

Making the best choice for yourself doesn't seem to be a big deal.

However, the three goddesses had even more vicious intentions. They wanted to take away not only the rewards of becoming gods, but even everything in their hometown.

They left themselves a back door so that they could come back and reap the rewards when the material plane was annihilated and reborn.

What they want is to eat up the entire plane.

This also includes Sophia, who missed her ticket to become a god.

Sophia opened her right hand, and only a hilt remained in her palm. The ice-attributed artifact, Azure Fury, disappeared along with the sword.

Also disappearing was all the ice power in her body.

She had tried many times.

She tried to collect the thirty-two artifacts, repair the wall of the plane, and prevent them from returning home. However, the artifacts were easy to make, but the damaged wall of the plane could not be repaired.

This reserved backdoor was also the way for the God's Punishment Legion to descend later.

Although the price is high, as long as you are willing to pay it, the God's Punishment Legion will arrive as promised.

Sophia's kindness and gentleness completely died with the departure of the three goddesses. She just wanted to protect her hometown and punish the deserters.

With a sharp blade in hand, she ruthlessly eliminated her opponents, and finally established an unprecedented unified empire at the end of the Age of Gods.

She has no rivals in the world except the God's Punishment Legion.

She owned the entire world, but had no comrades she could trust. In the final battle of divine punishment, she faced the overwhelming divine punishment army alone.

She detonated the divine artifact, the Azure Rainbow, and perished together with the God's Punishment Legion. Her soul also entered the underworld and experienced countless reincarnations.

It was not until the Sixth Era that the memory was awakened again.

Sophia raised the corners of her lips slightly, letting the sea breeze blow her long hair. The ends of her hair brushed across her cheeks, and her flaxen hair caressed her face, bringing a tingling sensation.

Her hair, once as blue as the sea, returned to its original color, and her blue eyes turned back to light gold.

She seemed to have returned to the carefree state she was when she was still with her parents.

It was as if I had returned to the past when I shared endless time with my three half-sisters.

But she knew very well that there was no going back.

The three "sisters" became mortal enemies, and her parents became the dust of history. Even if they could cross the River Styx, they would be given new souls and would no longer be her relatives.

This is probably what it means to destroy something before you build something.

Sophia sighed softly, shrank her neck, and moved away from the window that was blown directly by the cold wind.

She hadn't felt this weak in a long time.

This feeling of weakness and nothingness made her regain the long-lost feeling of joy at becoming a little stronger.

Sophia suddenly felt like laughing.

The strong people all over the world believe that she is the only super strong person at the fourth level, and even believe that she has a powerful force that is strong enough to rival the Sanctuary.

Those who participated in the Battle of White Mountain would never have the idea of ​​resisting her with force.

They would never have imagined that she was now the weakest among the sixty survivors of the Battle of White Mountain.

If someone rushed into the Summer Palace now, there would be a good chance that she would be killed when she was at her weakest.

But they didn't dare.

After that shocking sword strike, no one dared to draw their sword against her.

Sophia took a bearskin coat from the hanger, wrapped it around her body, and looking at the gradually falling night, feeling the layers of warmth brought by the bearskin, she suddenly became curious.

What is Roland doing?
Of course she could not imagine that Roland was creating life day and night.

According to the agreement, he should have reported to Fort St. Rurik long ago, but Sif refused to let him go.

unless
"You can't leave unless you leave a descendant of pure blood to the York family."

With a solemn expression, Sif dragged Roland into the bedroom and began to work tirelessly for the continuation of the family.

Outside the window, the blue moon is in the sky, but the companion moon is dim and dull.

Inside the house, the moonlight is like water, and the naughty goblins are playing in the Garden of Life (End of this chapter)