In the Name of Empress-Chapter 509 - 326: Emperor or Clown?

The cheers persisted, and the minstrel’s song was melodious, yet Sif no longer felt like appreciating it.

...

Three days later, an invitation from the government of the Jin Yuan Republic was placed before Sif and Roland.

"Become emperor in the Republic and change your family name to the Bonaparte Clan?"

Sif sneered, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, but inwardly she gained a new understanding of Alina.

This person really knows how to adapt to the circumstances, and is shameless enough for it.

To become an emperor in a republic—given the chance, she would not hesitate to do so herself.

Over the years, having been influenced by Roland, Sif was no longer the idle Count she once was, as pure and simple as a blank sheet of paper.

Politicians care about reputation, but can also sacrifice it, and Sif was now an excellent politician.

She handed the invitation to Roland, smiling as she said, "A hard trip for you."

Roland glanced at it and slowly shook his head.

"No need to avoid suspicion. I trust you," Sif thought Roland was avoiding suspicion due to a promise, and her smile grew.

It was enough to have the intention; she believed Roland would not break his promise.

A clever woman would never let her man be embarrassed.

She had sent Roland before, and this time she refused to, lest Alina think ill of him.

She did not want Roland to bear the infamy of fearing his wife.

Yet Roland still shook his head, "We’ll go together."

"Why?"

"There’s little chance Sofia will go, but it’s not zero," Roland said with a smile.

"So you mean the leaders of the major nations in Rodinia will all be going to Xidai, and this is the last chance for compromise?" Sif’s eyes lit up.

"Although I’m pessimistic about rapid peace, we still have to try. Besides negotiating, if Sofia suddenly turns against us, we must be there."

Sif did not speak, only nodding with her eyes.

Indeed, if Sofia decided to attack Alina without honor, the soul blood link would backfire.

Beyond a certain range, the link’s effects would be halved. Alina might not be buried with them, but they would indeed suffer irreversible damage.

At such a time, serious injury would be no different from death.

They had no other choice.

No wonder the invitation was not phrased as a request, but directly informed them of their accommodation location.

...

Summer Palace.

As Sofia observed the sea, a Deep Blue Ice Spirit formed behind her.

The Ice Spirit’s voice was as cold as ever, "Master, your human servant Angelina has an urgent matter to report."

"Let her come over."

Sofia did not turn back, continuing to watch the sea.

Moments later, hurried footsteps echoed from behind.

"Angelina, your heartbeat is a bit fast, what happened?"

Sensing the heartbeat’s pace from ten meters away did not surprise Angelina.

In her eyes, Sofia was synonymous with omnipotence.

She firmly believed that with the coming of the final return day, Sofia would certainly reach ascension to divinity.

Isn’t that so? Who else in this world is more qualified than Sofia?

Angelina dispelled her rambling thoughts, holding up the invitation with both hands.

"Your Highness, the invitation from the Jin Yuan Kingdom, asking you to attend the new emperor’s inauguration ceremony in fifteen days."

"The new emperor is Alina?"

Sofia was slightly surprised, then showed seven parts disdain and three parts regret.

"What a pity, though Carlo was pedantic, he had his ideas, yet even in his wildest dreams, he wouldn’t have imagined his precious daughter usurping his achievements."

"Who would have thought his republic would last barely over twenty years before disappearing; what a pity, what a sigh."

Sofia’s long hair fluttered in the sea breeze, its blue deeper than it had been months ago.

"I won’t be going, you go on my behalf, and see how those kids are doing. I’m quite curious about the new empire’s name."

Angelina was silent for a few seconds, then said softly:

"Your Highness, Jin Yuan Kingdom... Jin Yuan Kingdom has not changed its name, they remain a republic." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Huh?!"

Sofia slowly turned, a rare flicker of surprise in her ocean-deep eyes.

She took the invitation from Angelina, her eyes brightened.

"To actually be the Republic’s emperor, how interesting. By the way, who is presiding over her inauguration ceremony, the Pope of the Divine Court of Fengrao or the Divine Court of Light?"

"Neither, it’s said to be the Holy Daughter of Light, Christine," Angelina enunciated carefully.

"That little butcher?" Sofia was taken aback for a moment, then laughter spread across her lips.

"These kids are quite interesting after all, arrange it, I’ll attend in person."

Angelina breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to fulfill her duty.

Before leaving, she couldn’t help but remind Sofia, "Your Highness, actually you are just a few years older than them..."

Sofia smiled and patted Angelina’s shoulder, saying nothing.

Her age was indeed not much, yet her experiences were too many, causing her to often forget her age.

Watching Angelina leave, Sofia once again stood on the cliff by the sea, observing the slightly bluish clear water.

It was clear that Alina still wanted to make a last effort for peace.

She was curious to see what cards Miss Alina still held. Surely, she wouldn’t attempt to persuade her with mere eloquent debate?

If that were all, she would be thoroughly disappointed.

In any case, it’s worth a look.

Whether it’s being an emperor within a republic or persuading her to go vegetarian, it’s all quite interesting.