Chapter 1559: Her Majesty the Queen, let’s take the opportunity to fight!
Kingdom of Kent, royal capital.
The Magic Council sent news everywhere, and naturally it would not miss the Queen. Within a few days, the Queen, important figures in the royal family, important ministers, and high-ranking nobles all received the news that the Glory Holy City had suffered divine punishment:
"Thank you Goddess!" Queen Anne took a long breath and subconsciously drew a talisman on her chest. Clean and gentle blue light overflowed from her hand, like a sweet spring given by the spring goddess.
Not strong, but pure enough, worthy of her status as a queen, a patron of divine grace, and a priest. The queen put her hands together, held up the blue light, and gently touched her forehead:
"In this case, the other side will have no time to take care of themselves, and the pressure here will be much easier..."
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty." The highest-ranking female official beside her, the Duchess of Swindon, the robe-bearing official, solemnly knelt down:
"You won't have to worry about that for a long time after that."
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!" A row of aristocratic women, both young and old, bowed their knees neatly, including the account keeper, the bedchamber, the clerical lady, and the skirt-bearing lady.
Account clerks, bed clerks, and clerical ladies are basically married noble ladies. They are the queen's assistants and assist the queen in handling various official affairs;
Dress-bearing ladies are mostly young ladies from high-ranking aristocratic families. They perform ceremonial duties at the Queen's coronation, weddings, and other important ceremonies——
That is to say, they lined up, held up the skirt for the Queen, and walked in together...
Basically, they follow the queen, witness all kinds of government affairs, and do some messenger and errand work. On the one hand, they enhance their status, and on the other hand, they also prepare to participate in government affairs in the future.
Now that the congratulations were over, Miss Pariya, the youngest of the ladies in skirts and the granddaughter of Thunder Sword Master, couldn't help but laugh:
"It's good now. You no longer have to worry about a fight coming from the other side. Every time there is a fight at sea, Your Majesty always has two days of restless eating and sleeping. He also has to save daily necessities to support the navy officers...
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"If you ask me, you should take advantage of this opportunity to fight back hard." Miss Crettier, the granddaughter of Duke Ballard and the Chancellor of the Privy Seal, whispered:
"Just like the Hall Strait last time, if we occupy a few more cities - if we can occupy the port of Ceuta, our ships can go straight into the Sea of Tranquility, that would be even better!"
The port of Ceuta guards the strait between the Sea of Tranquility and the Ocean of Storms, and is the most dangerous. The Holy See of Radiance and the Kingdom of Brolin each have a legend stationed here for a long time.
If this port can be captured, the Kent Kingdom's merchant ships can go straight into the Sea of Tranquility and quietly do business with the Norman Kingdom, and even the Orc Kingdom.
It’s not like now, when you get goods that change hands three or four times, and all the money is made by others!
"Don't talk nonsense!" Another female official holding up her skirt retorted in a low voice:
"There are legends over there!"
Although the Kingdom of Kent also has a few legends, such as the Queen's great-uncle, His Excellency the Thundering Sword Master, they only focus on defense. When it comes to taking the initiative to attack, firstly, there is no manpower available, and secondly, there is a mistake that shakes the country's foundation...
Even if there are more legends on the side of the Magic Council or the three major sects, it does not mean that the legends on the royal family and nobles will be lost.
Otherwise, in the long run, who does this country belong to?
"But they have lost several legends!" Miss Cretil continued to retort:
"Moreover, the Holy City of Glory has been punished by God. It is estimated that this city will be finished. For a while, they will not even be able to take care of themselves. If we don't attack now, when will we attack? Do we have to wait for them to recover?
?"
"But……"
A group of young girls were whispering to each other, like orioles and orioles, chattering and chirping. After a while, the queen turned around and looked at them with a smile, and the voice became quieter.
The queen waited quietly for a while, and when all the little girls were quiet, she looked around and whispered:
"What do outsiders say about this matter?"
This was almost like the king and his ministers had asked the right question. The ladies in robes kept silent and waited for the older female officers to speak. After a moment of silence, the lady in robes, the Duchess of Swinton, stepped forward and knelt down again:
"There are indeed calls to fight back. The navy, in particular, is more agitated. The army is better off... probably, they can't fight it off on their own without the help of the navy."
Queen Anne lowered her eyes slightly. More than ten years have passed since she ascended the throne. Her childish and delicate face has become plump and solemn, and she is quite powerful when she sinks her face.
She grew up day by day in the process of balancing the relationship between the royal family, the nobility, the Spring Temple, the Temple of the God of War, the Order of the God of Nature, the Magic Council, and the people who loved and worshiped her.
Now, she has two princes and a princess under her knees, and she has grown into an influential monarch.
If spoken out, many nobles are willing to obey, instead of the little queen in the past who had to struggle to seek opinions and support from all parties if she wanted to have a caesarean section.
"So, what do you think?"
She did not express an opinion, but looked at the female officials around her and asked calmly. Wherever she looked, the nun sent to attend by the Temple of the Spring Goddess was the first to lower her head;
Miss Cecilia, the sixth-level mage, the granddaughter of the head of the Royal Mage Corps, looked directly at her without evading, but did not speak;
The Duchess of Swinton, the lady in charge of the robe, was smiling and looked calm. This lady was a senior lady and on such occasions, she was usually the last one to speak and make the final decision.
On the other hand, Dame Salina of Luoxi took a step forward and knelt down on one knee. She made a fist with her right hand and lightly tapped her heart:
"Your Majesty, if you decide to go to war, I am willing to be your sharpest sword!"
The queen smiled and nodded, raising her hand to signal her to stand up. This female knight traveled thousands of miles to Beijing for family reasons and worked as a guard beside her.
Over the years, thanks to the guidance of the Thundering Sword Master, he has advanced to the thirteenth level, and he is now another budding knight of the sky.
When she said this, she did not intend to start a war, but just said that she would stand behind the queen no matter what. The queen motioned for her to get up and return to her seat, and continued to glance down:
"What about the rest?"
"Your Majesty, the war is fierce and dangerous, and starting a war is not something that can be decided hastily." Baroness Vitegue was the second to step out.
Over the years, as the queen's right-hand man, she has been promoted from clerical lady to catering lady. In theory, this job is to be in charge of the queen's tableware——
In fact, as an important female official in the inner court, she is responsible for writing replies to the Queen's letters on a daily basis and can also make suggestions for the Queen's governance.
At this time, she slowly looked around, her eyes paused on the female knight, magician and female priest, and bowed her head respectfully:
"Legends need to be dispatched to go to war with the Glorious Holy See. Such a war cannot be supported by the royal family independently. I believe that if Your Majesty is interested, he needs to consult the opinions of all parties in depth before making a decision."
Queen Anne nodded very, very slightly, and the movement was so small that it would have been almost impossible to tell if it wasn't for the valet who had been following her for many years.
On the other hand, Miss Cecilia and Sister Mary from the Spring Water Temple looked at each other, and both of them saw the smile in the other's eyes.
——Well, how can such a big matter be decided by the royal family with just one word? The parliament, the temple, the nobles, and all parties must have a say. Who will contribute and how to divide the results can only be decided after everything has been arranged!
Then, the chambermaid, Countess Bradley, came out of the procession and gently knelt down:
"Your Majesty, I believe that now is not a good time to start a war. First of all, even if the Glory Holy See suffers heavy losses, its strength is still higher than the overall strength of the kingdom;
Secondly, a wounded beast is the most ferocious. If we take the initiative to provoke it, it will concentrate all its strength and fight back desperately just to prove that it is still capable of fighting;
again--"
Having said this, she paused slightly and looked up. An almost undetectable smile flashed across the Queen's clear blue eyes. Countess Bradley also smiled secretly and said calmly:
"Again, there are many hidden dangers within the Glorious Holy See. If we relax a little, nobles from various dioceses, the two kingdoms, as well as the Protestant and Eastern Norman kingdoms will take advantage of it;
And if we attack and persecute, these forces, especially the forces of the two kingdoms under the Holy See, will immediately become entangled. At this moment, we should only defend and not attack and persecute excessively."
After saying this, the female knight Selina lowered her head and said nothing, her cheeks slightly red;
Miss Cecilia lowered her eyes slightly, Baroness Vitegue's ears turned red;
Only the older female officer wearing a robe nodded slightly and showed a calm smile.
Not bad, very good. There is a successor. It seems that she will be able to retire soon and go home to take care of her grandson...