In the Name of Empress-Chapter 561 - 340: The Empress’s Handwritten Letter

Chapter 561: Chapter 340: The Empress’s Handwritten Letter

Summer Palace.

Sofia sat quietly by the window facing the sea, her gaze drifting out through the window to the far-off frozen sea.

The Battle of White Mountain had been over for two weeks, yet it was still as vivid as if it happened yesterday.

As she dazedly held her teacup, the Deep Blue Ice Spirit silently appeared.

"Master, your human servant has arrived."

"Which servant?" Sofia instinctively asked casually, then laughed, realizing that such a complicated question was a bit out of the Ice Spirit’s scope.

She waved her snow-white hand, signaling the Ice Spirit to retreat.

"Let her in."

The Ice Spirit looked at Sofia’s back, slightly puzzled, as the aura about the Empress felt somewhat unfamiliar to her.

"Quickly go then."

Sofia’s urging voice rang out, and the Ice Spirit swiftly disappeared with a "whoosh" sound.

It quickly dispelled the strange doubts.

The master is the master, as long as her soul remains unchanged, she will forever be the master.

A moment later, Angelina appeared.

She sat across from Sofia, troubled by the large pile of documents she held.

"Your Majesty, there are many matters recently, and I’m getting a headache."

"Unfortunately, this pain is just about to be transferred to me." Sofia smiled, putting down her teacup and glancing at the files that covered half the tea table.

Angelina lowered her head slightly embarrassed, softly mumbling: "I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t disturb you, but there are things I truly don’t dare to decide on my own."

Seeing Angelina’s genuine remorse, Sofia’s tone softened considerably.

"No need to apologize, this is my duty. You’ve gone to great lengths."

Sofia picked up the first document, immediately feeling Angelina’s headache.

This document was a formal joint request from the Prudon Kingdom and the Tirol Kingdom.

It was a strange yet important document.

The two countries, as allies of the Holy Alliance, requested the Vladimir Empire to jointly take strong measures to prevent rumors of the Wende Empire’s restoration from spreading.

"Your Majesty, rumors stop with the wise, we truly should dispel them alongside our allies."

"What if it’s not just rumors?" Sofia calmly countered.

Sofia’s words didn’t surprise Angelina.

She had witnessed firsthand Christine guarding Sofia under the Ginkgo Tree, and also saw Sofia’s transformation from Roland’s enemy to ally.

Since they were allies, with Roland’s personality, he naturally had to speak for Christine.

The Wende Empire was Christine’s secular homeland, and she surely wanted to aid her country’s restoration.

However, digesting territory is easy, but regurgitating it is hard.

How to convince the two allies to accept reality?

Using force, not only would they offend both nations, but it would also dishearten those observing countries.

Having the two major powers of the Holy Alliance follow your lead, only to forcefully disgorge the acquired land, was worse than never having eaten it at all.

Sofia indeed had a bit of a headache.

These two allies each had their own ambitions, were not entirely honest, and even attempted to profit during Suvorov’s passing, playing the spectators during the battle at Val City, allowing the Freedom Alliance Army to drive straight in against Vladimir Empire’s elite forces.

But Sofia didn’t have much reason to blame her allies.

During the battle of Frank Castle, it was Angelina who urged Prudon Kingdom to seize the moment and catch Roland off guard.

Prudon Kingdom paid a huge price, but it resulted in a horrific explosion and a scorched earth of desolation.

Angelina was involved too.

Thus she could not loudy accuse her allies of being untrustworthy.

The partition of the Wende Empire was the basis of forming the alliance by the Three Kingdoms. If they regurgitated the Wende Empire, the Prudon Kingdom would become the biggest laughingstock of the war.

Both emotionally and logically, the Vladimir Empire must provide them an explanation.

Moreover, the war fervor within Prudon Kingdom and the Tirol Kingdom had already been stirred up, with even a nationwide recruitment having taken place.

Would they be willing to give up the occupied lands? No way.

Sofia chuckled, these two countries even resorted to using bayonets and artillery to compel the locals in the occupied areas to learn the Odin language, which is a clear exhibition of their ambition.

Unresolvable, absolutely unresolvable.

Sofia’s brilliance mainly shines during battles.

Her genuine diplomatic capability was probably akin to "I propose to partition Val City State," "I propose to partition the Wende Empire," with "who approves and who opposes" kind of level.

Before the Battle of White Mountain, Sofia might have put up a strong front, but after it, her thoughts changed considerably.

If it works, it works, if it doesn’t, then it doesn’t.

She didn’t have clever diplomatic skills, and neither did Angelina, who even contemplated summoning a snowstorm during holiday ceremonies in other nation’s capitals.

But Roland did, and he had plenty.

Currently, Roland belonged to everyone.

Roland was not only Sussex’s Caesar but also the Prime Minister of the Jin Yuan Republic, and moreover, the Prime Minister of the Vladimir Empire.

He could carry the surname York, Bonaparte, or Vladimir.

"Hand this matter over to the Prime Minister, our newly appointed Duke of Kazan, Saint Laurent Bonaparte York Vladimir."

Angelina nodded gently, internally muttering without a word.

Her Majesty the Empress unhesitatingly placed her surname last, which was the most significant position, but undoubtedly in Roland’s heart, York would have the most important place.

Of course, if the Empress actually suggested it, Roland would comply obediently.

After the single sword stroke that cleaved White Mountain and wiped out the Judges’ panel, any urge to openly oppose Sofia would be considered the world’s most foolish notion.