In the Name of the Queen

After the meeting, Roland found Raikkonen, who had just finished training and was sweating profusely.

Roland patted the young man's shoulder, showed a kind smile, and called him by his nickname to ask about his well-being.

"Jimmy, are you used to being in the Knights these days?"

"Report to the commander, you should still call me Raikkonen. Jimmy is my childhood name. I like the life of the Knights very much." Raikkonen straightened his body and answered carefully.

Seeing his cautious look, Roland couldn't help laughing.

Just three days later, this kid forgot the days of being a paparazzi reporter and became a knight in a proper manner.

This is not surprising.

Although the knights are declining, they are at least a decent second class with a high social status.

The profession of paparazzi reporters, which everyone hates, is simply incomparable.

The end of the universe is the examination, and it is the same in ancient and modern Suzhou Foreign Language School.

Roland's question made Raikkonen briefly recall the exciting past of being a paparazzi reporter, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Although being a knight is very happy, there are many more rules and less freedom.

These days, he was even beaten up by Chief Instructor Sif.

He occasionally thought, how nice it would be if he could go out to perform reconnaissance missions.

Just as he was daydreaming, Roland's magnetic voice rang out.

"I have a mission that should have been done by the Knights, but unfortunately our reconnaissance team is still under construction and cannot do it. I have to ask the Mercenary Guild for help."

Wait, the leader mentioned that he originally wanted the reconnaissance team to go, could it be a reconnaissance mission?

Can such a job be pushed out? Who are you looking down on?

Raikkonen's competitive spirit was aroused.

"Leader, the person standing in front of you is the former chief special reporter of The Sun. There is no secret that I can't dig out and no one that I can't find. The fact that the reconnaissance team has not been built does not conflict with my ability to complete the mission independently!"

Looking at the burning fighting spirit in Raikkonen's eyes, Roland nodded with satisfaction.

The method of provoking is very old, but it works.

Especially for teenagers.

Roland explained it to Raikkonen in detail, and watched the captain of the scout disappear at the end of his sight like a fox, and the smile on his lips gradually faded.

The commercial monopoly of the Alchemy Alliance made him realize one thing.

Thoughts that are more advanced than feudalism have inadvertently filled the corners of this society.

While the nobles were still singing and dancing in the magnificent banquet hall, the merchants had already united to monopolize.

How can you manage Sussex with this bunch of insects?

This is also the reason why Roland is eager to take the queen out to sea instead of staying in the imperial capital to engage in political struggles.

He has no choice, and he has long been branded as a hardcore royalist.

When everyone thinks he is the queen's lover, it doesn't matter whether he is or not.

If Sylph fails, he will be exiled at best, or be a street lamp pendant in the Royal Square at worst.

So Sylph must win, and win thoroughly, so that he can have a good life.

In this fantasy world with zero Seris content, he has no sense of belonging and only wants to follow the guidance of his inner desires.

When others accuse you of being a royalist, you'd better really be one, and you must have the strong power to keep the emperor's power.

Walking out of the gate of the Knights, Roland rode his horse to the outskirts of the city.

He was always curious about the place he never went to, the Magic Association.

They are the descendants of the Magic Empire.

The Magic Empire once ruled the core area of ​​​​this world and created a brilliant civilization that made the human beings of this era dumbfounded.

At that time, humans used magic to light up the night sky, fly to the clouds with magic, and create the Tower of Babel with magic.

Until they touched the forbidden field and tried to revive the ancient remnants. Try to create a new species called new humans.

The five Tower of Babel correspond to the ancient remnants such as elves, Titans, earth spirits, dragons, and phoenixes.

They want to merge the resurrected ancient remnants with modern humans to create a perfect race.

They dare to enter the absolutely forbidden field that even gods dare not set foot in.

The ambition to surpass its strength made the Magic Empire extremely inflated. A fierce conflict broke out between the archons who controlled the five magic towers and the highest archon who stayed in the imperial capital.

The conservatives believed that humans should pursue immortality and immortality, rather than creating new species.

The radicals believed that since they had to touch the taboo, they should carry it through to the end and directly step into the realm of God.

They unscrupulously seized resources from all over the world, tried to create new species, revive ancient races, and finally created uncontrollable monsters.

The divine punishment came unexpectedly.

After the collapse of the Tower of Babel, most of the archons representing the highest combat power of the Magic Empire were killed or injured. When the remaining upper echelons of the empire were surprised to find that they had offended everyone, it was too late.

The Magic Empire, which represented the highest civilization of the Magic Era, was shattered by the successive rebellions of the barbarians and ultimately could not maintain its rule.

The demise of the Magic Empire is the dividing line between the new calendar and the old calendar of the Magic Era.

It is now the year 1791 of the new calendar of the Magic Era, and the level of civilization of human society is still not worth mentioning compared to the Magic Empire era.

The ancestors of the Sussex Empire also participated in the great uprising to overthrow the Magic Empire.

The secular regime and the Magic Association experienced a brutal bloody battle and finally reached a compromise.

This is the background of the times.

The two sides cannot be said to have no contact with each other, but at least they are strangers.

More than a hundred years ago, there were knowledgeable people in the Magic Association who believed that the demise of the Magic Empire was an objective fact and it was meaningless to continue to play ostrich. So they simply ordered the Magic Association to walk out of the Magic Tower and contact the descendants of the barbarians outside.

And the human nations also believed that the Magic Empire had been destroyed for more than a thousand years, and no matter how deep the hatred was, it was time to let it go, so they accepted the Magic Association.

This is recorded in encyclopedias and history books.

Very beautiful.

No one recorded that both sides paid the price of millions of lives for this reconciliation.

The Magic Association was accepted by humans again, not because time diluted the hatred, but because of strength.

They have the need to integrate into the international community.

They also have strength.

So they returned.

But they still maintain an attitude of being close to the outside world.

Roland thought thoughtfully. Although he yearned for magic very much, seeking help from the Magic Association was the last option he considered.

Because the Magic Association has a very bad habit.

They are short of people, so they are particularly eager for talents, especially those with the potential of magicians.

If you want to enter the Magic Association, you must first take the magic qualification test. Once you are found to have potential, you will be targeted by the people of the Magic Association.

They will not openly snatch people, but will constantly persuade good seedlings to join.

Depending on the level of qualifications, they will offer various generous conditions.

Until the selected good seedlings can't refuse, "have to" join.

Standing not far from the entrance of the Magic Association, Roland was a little nervous.

If the test fails, it will be a bit embarrassing.

If the test passes, it will be even more troublesome.

Just as he was hesitating, a kind and gentle voice sounded in his ears.

"Confused traveler, please put aside your prejudice against magic and come in. The Magic Association will never force anyone to join, those are all rumors."