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[Emperor Rukovic II of Horning committed suicide on the 30th of last month. The Allies then advanced into the heart of Horning from the east and west. The Horning army was defeated and many officers and soldiers were captured. Finally, under the overwhelming advantage of the Allies, they were forced to surrender. Hansen Hoffmann, the Foreign Minister of Horning, signed the surrender document on behalf of the Horning army.]
[This marked the end of the century-long war that lasted for nearly thirty years.]
【Large-scale mass celebrations broke out in the capital, Hersareem, and the important city of New Sinoxen of the Allied Powers. People sang and danced, cheering and rejoicing. The Hersareem Palace Square was crowded with celebrating people. People sang the national anthem and congratulated His Majesty the Emperor of Keshia and the victory of the motherland. Prime Minister Twifley and members of the royal family waved to the people in the square. Pope Saint Polante also attended the event.】
【After this unprecedentedly cruel war, the Polant Empire paid a huge price and finally defended the values of freedom, justice and humanitarianism. But the trauma of war still needs time to heal, and rebuilding the homeland is a long and arduous task. I hope that under the principles of the "Oberon Convention", the post-war order will prevent the tragedy from happening again, and the flower of peace will stay forever on the continent of Seville. 】
Lanqi glanced at the newspapers and paintings on the wall that were treasured by the Queen, and gradually understood this new timeline.
Twelve years have passed.
In the ninth year after the Polant Empire, together with the Demon Realm and the Northern Countries, officially declared war on the Vampire Horning Empire, it achieved a narrow victory.
Now it’s been three years since the victory.
The next newspaper told another story: During the post-war election, everyone believed that Wilford would win, his campaign was unprecedentedly grand, and the intelligence agencies of the demon world also believed that Wilford would win with an advantage of more than 80 seats.
But Wilford failed, and the crowd that cheered enthusiastically was actually saying goodbye to Wilford.
After several years of war, service, sacrifice, bombings, death notices, rationing, and famine, the people were tired.
People were at a loss as they looked at their devastated homes, but Wilford's campaign platform was still ideological, asking people to continue working hard and pointing out the obligations and responsibilities of the Polant Empire.
But the people are tired.
Wilford wants the people to pay more but the people have already paid once in 602.
This is the manifestation of the nation's weakened morale in the general election.
Compared to the responsible people of the great northern country, what is needed more is the relaxation of food rationing, a more relaxed fiscal policy, and more public housing.
So when Wilford appeared before them after the war, a gentleman from the era of the Polant Empire, a leader in war, and spoke to the people about the greatness of Polant and the responsibility of the country, the people would applaud him warmly.
His failure became the result, and the most glorious figure of defeat remained in the report.
"It turns out that I am no longer the Prime Minister."
Lanqi thought with relief.
He was not surprised by this result.
"Why?"
Talia felt aggrieved in his heart.
"Because the people are suffering, no one wants to suffer more, and they shouldn't suffer more."
Lanci explained to Talia gently.
The end of Prime Minister Wilford was quite dignified.
He carried it through to the end, and the people paid tribute to him.
Continue looking to the right.
The walls are no longer covered with reports printed on coated paper, but with a few commemorative oil paintings.
They depict the most important moments of the Polant Empire in recent years.
In the largest painting, in the center of the picture is an old pope dressed in luxurious white robes, with a golden crown on his head and a scepter in his hand. His silver mask makes him look awe-inspiring without even being angry.
He stood on a high marble platform, with a flying dragon blowing its horn among the clouds. Below the platform were groups of people from the northern countries. Nobles and commoners alike knelt together, devoutly accepting the Pope's blessing.
Queen Keshia was kneeling on one knee, accepting the Pope's blessing.
The Pope placed his right hand on the Queen's head and held a copy of the Holy Trinity in his left hand, truly bestowing the imperial power on this wise and courageous Queen during the war.
Seeing this, Lanqi understood one thing.
Strictly speaking, this place can no longer be called the Polant Empire.
Its new name is -
The United Religious State of Saint Paul.
An alliance formed after the war, led by Poland, including the neighboring kingdoms of Bliss, Fuclo, and Edith.
Queen Keshia is still the emperor.
But the Polan Empire has a new Pope, Saint Polan, whose identity is unknown.
It was at this point that Lanqi came into a brand new film world.
"Meow meow."
However, Boss Cat was still looking at the newspaper curiously.
It finds the Polant Empire having successfully abolished the constitutional monarchy and the House of Commons and the House of Lords, restoring the monarchy and the ideals of divine right after the war.
The former Prime Minister of the Polant Empire retired.
Some said that he was in poor health and could no longer perform his duties, some said that he did more harm to peace than help in peacetime, and some said that he was a ghost from the beginning, and even his name and identity were made up, as if he was a messenger sent by God to save the world.
No one knows the white-haired Pope who always wears a mask.
The real identity under the mask——
"Your appearance is stuck in your youth."
The light voice of Queen Keshia startled the cat boss on Lanqi's lap and made his fur stand on end.
It was so focused that it didn't notice.
At some point, Queen Keshia, the Emperor of Polante, had arrived at the dining room.
She sat in her old place - opposite Lanqi.
"Your Majesty Keshia."
Lanqi put the cat down and prepared to stand up to salute the newly arrived Queen Keshia.
Twelve years have passed, and the young Queen Keshia is now nearly forty years old. She has become much more mature and gentle, but still charming.
"No need to salute."
Queen Keshia extended her hand gracefully to Lanqi, motioning him to sit at the other end of the long table.
There was an air of nobility in her demeanor, her satin-like brown hair was dotted with dazzling jewels, and her clear blue eyes seemed to be able to see through the silver-white mask on the other person's face, but they could not hide her cautious sense of distance.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Lanqi bowed, the hem of his cloak drawing a light arc on the carpet, and sat down again.
He raised his head and met Queen Keshia's eyes.
The restaurant fell into silence for a moment, with only the ticking of the clock and the crackling of the wood in the fireplace to make the sound.
You don't feel cold inside the restaurant, but the winter air is sometimes diffused along the windowsill, with occasional frost and fog, and no trace of flying birds.
The two of them sat facing each other in silence, as if they were waiting for the food, or as if they were considering their words.
As the head of a country, Queen Keshia is usually busy with official duties and rarely has the opportunity to have such private conversations except in necessary public occasions.
According to the practice of being the prime minister, Ranch should have opened the conversation first and explained to the Queen the decision-making direction of the House of Representatives, the progress of domestic and international situations, and the challenges facing the future.
But times have changed, and this lunch is no longer the meeting between the emperor and the prime minister as it used to be.
More like.
It was just a meal between them as old friends.
After a while.
"Are you hungry now, Your Majesty?"
Lanqi's sudden question broke the silence and stunned the Queen and the cat boss who was peeking in his arms.
Boss Cat vaguely remembered that Lanqi asked the same question when he first met Queen Keshia in the Salem Palace in the Shadow World.
Are you used to living with Tata? Everyone you meet is Tata?!
Boss Cat suspected that Lanqi's database had been polluted after several dates with Tata. Now even when he meets a normal girl, he will subconsciously consider the rule that "dating equals eating".
"Humph."
These words made Queen Keshia burst into laughter.
Last time they were silent because they were not familiar with each other, this time they were silent because they were too familiar with each other.
But he still opened with this remark.
"Your Holiness seems to have a good appetite?"
The Queen thought for a moment and then responded with the same question.
There was a slightly playful expression on her beautiful face.
"On the contrary, I had a good breakfast. It's already noon in the blink of an eye. Compared to eating, I think it's more important to have a good chat with His Majesty Keshia."
Lanci shook his head, a tired smile on his lips.
He had almost discovered that the Pope in the painting, wearing a white robe and a mask, was the one he was dressed in now.
It was the cat boss who jumped up in fright.
It looked up at the white-robed Ranch, and the silver mask on his face.
Really the Pope?!
It would be unbelievable if this guy became a charlatan.
"You are extra polite today, just like you have turned back into the Prime Minister you were when I first met you. I miss you so much."
The Queen bowed her head and replied,
"Why, have you come to terms with it? Or are you really planning to retire this time?"
Her expression eased a little, and she slowed down her speech, asking Lanqi sincerely.
"..."
Lanqi remained silent, not understanding what Queen Keshia meant for the time being.
Keshia stared at the man in front of him who remained a mystery to him even though he had known him for more than ten years.
"Lancros, I'm glad to see you again. Every day, I worry about hearing bad news about you."
Queen Keshia finally lowered her eyes and spoke again.