In the Name of Empress-Chapter 415 - 292: The Saintess’s Request

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Chapter 415: Chapter 292: The Saintess’s Request

Roland: "This was a glorious victory, I shattered Sofia’s myth of invincibility and defeated her ring!"

Angelina: "Hmph, some people are already dead, just not buried yet."

Lisa: "Boohoo, I’m just glad you’re okay, Roland. I was really scared."

Christine: "I knew you would win."

In short, this twist-filled duel has ended.

Roland won, Angelina lost.

As the victor, naturally, he should display a victor’s grace. He tactfully explained to Angelina that he was only trying to scare her and would never freeze a lady into a naked ice sculpture for display.

"Do I look like that kind of person?"

Roland’s gaze was as firm as if he were ready to join the party.

Angelina answered Roland with a single word.

"Tch!"

Having decided to give up resistance, she didn’t play any tricks and voluntarily handed over the battle banner and various spoils according to the agreement, completing the transfer of the camp.

Seventeen thousand soldiers were led by her deputy, retaining only a few self-defense weapons, and were allowed passage back home through friendly Tirol Kingdom.

She calmly accepted the arrangement and allowed Roland to seal her powers, escorting her back to Hansa City for settling.

This war no longer concerned her; from now on, she would just quietly watch how Roland meets his end.

To be fair, Roland was quite gentlemanly, arranging for her to have a manor and even buying a few servants who spoke the Rurik Language to take care of (monitor) her life.

Of course, courtesy aside, precautions still needed to be taken.

Roland had Norton install specially made shackles on her, which didn’t affect walking, but would trigger an alarm if she left the manor grounds.

Besides this, she also had several magic marks on her body. If she dared to run, she would definitely be caught.

Angelina accepted these arrangements calmly and never resisted.

She seemed more concerned about whether the food in Hansa City suited her taste.

Roland assigned the task of settling Angelina to the rear and didn’t pay much attention.

In the direct confrontation between nations, someone like Angelina didn’t affect the overall situation.

Her staying put was good; even if she ran, it didn’t matter.

The Shadow Sanctuary interior was already compromised; returning would pose a threat.

Facing Roland on the battlefield again, her mindset would be completely unstable.

Roland even vaguely hoped she would actually make a run for it. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

He had no hatred towards Angelina; she was a simple girl with a simple mind and simple thoughts, making her easy to defeat.

The key to the war wasn’t her but Sofia.

No one knew what Sofia was doing or where she was.

Roland thought silently, she had to be made to appear as soon as possible.

Detaining Angelina was a severe provocation, but far from enough.

A knightly duel resulting in capture was just ordinary humiliation, even a normal win or loss, not considered an insult.

Expelling the Vladimir Empire’s army and seizing their banner was indeed an insult, but Sofia’s remaining government could handle it.

This was far from enough!

Roland thought long and hard but couldn’t devise a plan to force Sofia to appear, so he decided to carry out the original plan.

Val City State’s restoration.

When Mr. Tony stood once again in Friendship Square of Val City State, watching the banner, down for less than three years, rise anew, his voice was choked with emotion.

His raspy voice sang once more that famous song "On the Shores of Val Lake."

This song represented civilization and friendship and was also written to celebrate the enactment of the continental treaty.

To be fair, Mr. Tony’s singing skills were very poor; without Roland, he was basically at the bottom tier in politics.

Combined with his emotional state, his singing was even more unbearable.

But his song resonated with others.

More and more Val City-State people emerged from their homes, walked onto the streets, and looked up at the city-state flag that rose again after two years.

The tricolor flag, symbolizing peace, friendship, and freedom, once again fluttered over Val City State.

Some thought of the young officers who perished for the nation when Val City State was dissolved, and others recalled compatriots who were bullied to death by foreign troops in the past two years, unable to hold back their tears.

Roland watched quietly, not participating in the ceremony.

After all, the Sussex Empire he belonged to was also one of the culprits in the division of Val City State.

Saying anything at this moment would easily cause resentment, so it was better to say nothing.

He glanced back and only saw Lisa, not Christine.

"Miss Saintess went to the Divine Hall of Light. Should we go take a look?" Lisa’s eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement.

"Let’s go, there’s nothing else to do anyway."

Roland, having the title of Knight of Honor of the Light, figured it reasonable to visit his own divine hall while he was there.

The Goddess of Light might not like him, but that didn’t mean the divine servants knew about it.

Roland and Lisa casually strolled down the streets of Val City State, looking at the bustling crowds and their genuine joy, a smile spreading on their lips.

Indeed, smiles are infectious.

Noticing Roland’s expression, Lisa curiously asked, "You support their restoration; won’t Miss Sif have an opinion? For such a big matter, you should discuss it with her more."

She looked down at the shiny crocodile leather shoe tip, softly murmuring, "Roland, even though Miss Sif trusts you, she is still the Empress. Sometimes you should be a bit more careful."

Roland was momentarily stunned, and looking at Lisa’s worried face, he almost couldn’t hold back his laughter, but he continued along with her words.

"Alright, I got it."

Sif’s absolute trust in him was something he knew well enough; there was no need to show off in front of his sister.

Showing off affection always ends badly; this applies everywhere.

Perhaps feeling their previous conversation was a bit heavy, Lisa quickly changed the subject, "By the way, where is the ring you seized, can I take a look?"

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