In the Name of Empress-Chapter 518 - 328: Hey, Girl Fight! (Part 5)

Christine is blown up like this, and still has the mind to talk nonsense?

Sif keeps winking at Roland; Christine is just unconscious, not dead. She might still be able to hear.

Roland looks at the anxious and shocked faces of the three, secretly laughing in his heart. At least now they’re not worried.

As for Christine...

Roland feels sympathetic towards her but also a bit annoyed.

Christine’s actions just now definitely had selfish motives. If he successfully negotiated with Sofia, the biggest losers wouldn’t be the Sussex Empire or Jin Yuan Kingdom, nor the Tirol Kingdom and Prudon Kingdom halting their westward expansion, but the Wende Empire losing its chance for restoration and the Divine Court of Light losing its legitimate status.

As a friend of the Imperial Family of Wende Empire and Saintess of Divine Court of Light, she couldn’t accept such a result.

She must disrupt the bargaining compromise.

So she stood up and fiercely attacked Sofia, bringing the negotiations to a halt.

Roland understands her position and cannot blame Christine, who always devotedly serves him.

But understanding is one thing; he’s still very angry.

He is, after all, the decision-maker of the Freedom Alliance! Only he can independently decide the Alliance’s war and peace.

Christine can offer suggestions, even gently persuade Roland to accept, but she cannot act autonomously and without discipline.

This is overstepping.

However, seeing her miserable state, recalling Christine’s contributions through each battle, and remembering her exhausted look after the Franks campaign, Roland’s anger dissipated.

He is the leader, Christine is his chosen person, and her mistakes mean he also bears responsibility.

When subordinates have issues, he, as a leader, must rise up and support them.

Looking at the three girls’ stunned faces, Roland laughed and said, "Even if Sofia didn’t strike with all her might this time, she at least used seventy percent of her strength. If that couldn’t kill us, isn’t it a good thing?"

The three girls showed polite yet awkward smiles.

They found it hard to agree with Roland’s self-consolation.

Sofia indeed made a move, but just one attack and they were beaten to the ground. What if Sofia continues to strike? How could they resist?

Seeing the three girls still dejected, Roland slowly said, "Gods cannot reveal a health bar; although Sofia isn’t a god, she is unrivaled at her level, a divine existence. Her confident strike, even lazily leaving without finishing the job, shows her confidence."

"Next time we meet, she might wonder why she didn’t kill Christine with full force."

"This doubt will leave a flaw in her otherwise perfect icy heart, and that’s our chance."

While instilling a must-win conviction in the three girls, Christine wakes up weakly.

She feels the pain emanating from her cheeks and chest; her heart bleeds.

She looks down, seeing the small hill that wasn’t rich to begin with flattened completely.

Clearly, this is Sofia’s revenge.

Sofia possesses a full and proud figure yet doesn’t spare her little assets, which is even harder for her than death.

Christine feels like crying, but the pain from her cheeks makes her tremble with fear, unable to cry.

"Give me a mirror!"

Her voice carries a sob.

Lisa just wants to persuade her, but Sif already hands over a small mirror.

Some things must be faced, even if they are cruel.

Christine takes the mirror tremblingly and, seeing the scars criss-crossed on her face, is stunned.

If she knew the consequences of angering Sofia were so severe, she wonders if she would regret it.

Yet, regardless of regret, there’s no such thing as a regret potion for sale in the world.

An adult must take full responsibility for their choices, which is why Sif cruelly handed over the mirror.

Sif feels some sympathy for Christine, but not much.

Christine lost only her beautiful face, while Roland lost an opportunity for negotiation.

Sif originally thought negotiating compromise was surrender, but after witnessing Sofia’s strength, she suddenly felt that a graceful surrender might not be a bad thing.

Embarrassment does not mean losing life; as long as the return day comes, there will be a long future to slowly grapple with Sofia.

Yet Christine disrupted the negotiations for her own interests.

If it were someone else, Sif would have already dragged such a stubborn idiot out and chopped them up.

But this is Christine.

Christine is dedicated to working for the Empire, maintaining a good friendship with Roland.

The more Sif thinks, the angrier she gets, and finally decides to leave the decision to Roland.

She trusts Roland to make the correct judgment.

Christine stares blankly at the mirror, and just as Roland and the others are pondering how to persuade her, she suddenly looks up, with a smile at the corner of her lips.

Roland’s heart skips a beat. Oh no, this guy must have been stimulated and gone mad.

After all, she is a saintess with a beautiful and moving appearance, and the blow of disfigurement is too great.

Yet Christine’s next words freeze Roland in place.

"Roland, look, does the shape of my scars resemble the emblem of the Goddess of Light?"

"Huh?" Roland is stunned.

Christine laughs joyously, "Great. Find me some ointment that can maintain scars after healing. I want to keep these scars."

Cold sweat runs down Roland’s back; he can now confirm Christine is truly abnormal.