In the Name of the Queen

Roland's determination to defend the imperial power is extremely firm.

After all, imperial power is limited, and if others take it all, it won't be his share if he doesn't support Sylph.

Without the support of the imperial power, how could he make progress and write some reactionary articles?

Although he and Sylph have not met, their interests are already bound.

After explaining to Lisa, Roland was ready to go out again.

Lisa grabbed his arm without saying a word, the meaning in her eyes was obvious.

"Where are you going so late?"

Roland shrugged and said with a smile: "Go find a shady person and negotiate some shady deals."

"It's best to go in the middle of the night for this kind of deal."

Lisa probably guessed what Roland was thinking. She couldn't find a reason to object, so she could only hold Roland's wrist tightly, as if to transfer her power to him.

"Roland, no matter who they are, don't suffer."

Roland met Alina.

Although it was very late, Alina still got up from the bed, scolding Roland for meeting him in the living room.

Roland glanced at her.

Wearing glasses, her eyes were a little hazy with sleep, but her eyes were extremely sharp. It was Captain Alina.

That's fine, it's better to let sensible people do business.

Roland asked bluntly: "Miss Alina, I want to buy some information."

"Are you looking for me to buy information?" Alina was stunned for several seconds before finally reacting.

"Yes, my life safety has been seriously threatened recently, and I need accurate information to find the hidden enemy."

Alina: "."

After confirming again and again that Roland was not joking, she thought for a long time and said slowly: "Then what price are you going to pay?"

"Is it okay to pay according to the service content?"

Alina shook her head and said softly: "Although our country's intelligence network in Sussex is well established, they are state workers, not my servants."

"Every piece of information is obtained by them at great risk or even risk of their lives. I can't exchange such precious information for money. This is trampling on the dignity of intelligence personnel."

Seeing Alina's serious yet sad expression, Roland knew that he had made a mistake.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think well. In that case, I'll take the first step."

If Alina refuses to sell it, then she has to go to the Adventurers Guild and the House of Thieves. It’s just that their fees are high and troublesome.

Seeing Roland's hurry, Alina sighed softly, "Don't you even have time to have a cup of tea and chat?"

Roland's buttocks that he had just raised fell back to his seat.

Hearing this, is there any discussion?

Alina stared at Roland and said slowly: "If you can erase from the bottom of your heart the offense of me spying on your fate, I can provide intelligence services."

That's it?

Roland patted his chest and said loudly: "You are welcome to pry at any time as long as you need it. I am also very curious about my own destiny."

"That's not necessary."

A few more snoops will cost you your life.

Alina complained silently in her heart and said with a smile:

"It is in our country's national interest to recruit potential talents from overseas. You are my chosen target. Providing intelligence to protect you is in our national interest and is not about seeking personal gain with power."

"Please tell me the specific situation."

Alina's explanation was somewhat far-fetched, but Roland didn't care.

Don't look at what a person says, look at what she does.

A little bit of goodwill is better than outright malice.

After providing the basic information, Roland stood up and left.

This time, Alina did not stop him, nor did she ask the maid to see him off. Instead, she personally walked Roland to the door.

"Do you need support in terms of force? This is to help friends without paying any extra price."

Roland raised his right arm and assumed a "strong" posture, "I can handle it."

A free lunch is always the most expensive. Don’t pay the price because you are the price.

This is a painful lesson he learned from playing free games for many years.

Alina nodded and said with a smile: "It's good to be confident, but having more room for error is not a bad thing."

She took out the simple badge and handed it to Roland.

"When you encounter an enemy that cannot be dealt with, squeeze the badge hard. Maybe there will be an unexpected surprise, maybe not, who knows. You will never guess who will come first tomorrow."

"I still want to repay my investment in you. I'm not allowed to die."

After saying this, Alina pushed gently, and the iron gate was closed behind Roland.

Although I don’t quite understand the support effect this badge brings, it’s always good to keep it.

It's also good as a souvenir.

Nothing happened all night.

The next morning, Teacher Mary's class went very quickly. She was satisfied with Roland's learning speed and ended the class with a smile.

"Your current level is enough for the salon. You can learn the rest later. get out of class is over."

Queen Sylve came to her and hoped that she would reduce her etiquette class time, saying that Roland had more important things to do.

Although simplifying the curriculum goes against the principles of teaching, the Queen's orders prevail above all else.

Sylph listened to her opinion and enabled Roland. This was the most important thing.

Roland took Lisa to see the house on Belfa Street.

Lisa wanted to go, but she was still reserved and said it was Roland's business.

Seeing the look of "I want to go" written in her eyes, Roland smiled and sent out a second invitation. After Lisa refused again, he directly grabbed her hand and went out.

Verbal refusal does not mean that she does not want to go. From the moment she chooses the room, it becomes Lisa's one-man show.

From "Oh, I don't want to go" to "Listen to me, just buy this house", her attitude changes as fast as turning a page.

After choosing the house, she even began to plan how to renovate the new house. It would be a pity if such a big house was not cleaned up.

Lisa's smile infected Roland, and the sunshine in the imperial capital was also bright for a long time.

After choosing the house, they made an exception and enjoyed a luxurious lunch in a downtown restaurant, and finally signed a purchase contract through the real estate agency of the industry association.

Next, there are a series of tedious procedures such as house inspection, house delivery, and decoration.

It will take at least a few months to move into the new house.

After leaving the association building, Roland and Lisa parted ways.

Shortly after Lisa left, an unremarkable man in black walked out of the dark corner of the alley and his eyes fell on Lisa.

The target was locked and Plan A was implemented.

According to the information they had, although Roland and Lisa were not blood relatives, they had a very deep relationship with each other.

No matter how greedy Roland was, he would bleed to save his sister.

It would be troublesome to deal with Roland in the city.

His identity is sensitive, as he is both the orphan of a martyr and the guest of the Queen.

Killing him in public would be a slap in the face of the royal family, and the consequences are unbearable.

Only by luring Roland outside the city and secretly killing him would it be convenient to deal with the body.

The man in black summoned his assistant, gave a few instructions, then pulled down the brim of his hat and followed Lisa slowly.

He didn't plan to act immediately.

After all, Belfa Street is an upscale residential area.

The number of police here is several times that of the slums.

When Lisa returns to the old city, it will be time to act.

He has already ambushed people, just waiting for Lisa to enter the ambush.

Just as he was about to leave Belfa Street with Lisa, a carriage suddenly appeared and stopped in front of Lisa.

A white glove stretched out from the carriage and covered Lisa's mouth with a handkerchief. Poor Lisa fell softly and was then dragged into the carriage and taken away.

The man in black following behind stared at this scene in amazement, his mind blank.

After several seconds, he jumped up in a rage.

Damn, who is this?

Didn't we agree that the Taimas Gang would be fully responsible for this matter?

I have to ask Boss Renault to deal with these guys who acted on their own.

It's obvious that other gangs must have done this to please Mr. Lori.

Fortunately, the action was successful, otherwise he would really be mad.

Can these good-for-nothings take responsibility for delaying Mr. Lori's business?

Reckless idiots!