Ark, they don't revolve around you

"Judging from your three years in office, it's been OK," Gao Wen commented honestly.

"But what have I done in the past three years... I disappointed him and made him suffer, so he came to me for revenge."

Vina whispered, but stood up again and drew out the sword little by little.

The plain sword emitted a cold light, and it could cut through iron like mud. It was held in her palm.

Tears fell down: "But I don't even know what I did wrong, Gawain..."

There was more pity in Gao Wen's eyes: "Do you want to die? I finally saved you."

"You saved me more than once...More than ten years ago, during the coup, my father was sent to the gallows, and you saved me from death."

Gawain was silent for a moment, staring at Vina.

In the backlight, she raised the sword high again.

In the dark underground, countless Aslan's ghosts seemed to resurrect, casting sad glances at the young lion king.

It seems like a reproach, but also like a comfort.

But Vina murmured: "Glasgow is gone, Gawain."

"Even if you draw your sword, you can't defeat the Demon King."

"Yes, but I am the monarch of Victoria... This is my choice." Vina said coldly, and ordered coldly, "Gawain, will you come with me to face the devil."

"Like my ancestors, can you fight with me?"

Gao Wen was silent for a moment and sighed: "Little girl."

But he knelt down and allowed Alexandrina Vina Victoria to ride on his back.

The wind was howling, and lions stepped out from the depths of the underground palace, kneeling before Gawain, crawling and bowing.

The darkness dissipated, and the lion's eyes began to shine.

Leading this huge army, Vina began to charge, and the moment she rushed out of the underground palace, it was dawn.

Naturally, a countdown appeared in her eyes.

There are seven days left.

The morning glow was warm, and Gawain's voice was as gentle as the wind: "Do you know where to find the doctor?"

Vina pursed her lips, and only at this moment, she smiled brightly, as if she had returned to the past.

"As long as I want to find him, I can always find him."

"It was like that before, in Londinium, Gawain."

"He always comes to my rescue, Gawain..."

……

……

At dawn, Londinium came back to life from its dead state.

The thick fog dissipated, and Garden Avenue was crowded with vendors. The sounds of hawking were endless, and workers also set out on their way to work. The place was crowded for a while.

After the Queen came to power, she intended to improve the welfare of workers.

This is because the Londinium Self-Rescue Army once strongly supported the queen, and the core members of the Self-Rescue Army were impoverished workers. For emotional reasons, the queen had to repay them with love.

On the other hand, there were also political considerations. Vina's distrust of the nobles was written clearly on her face, so it was only natural to weaken the nobles' power.

But this does not mean there is no exploitation.

To maintain the strength of the empire, Londinium's factories had to run day and night.

For most workers, life seems to have not changed much. After being exploited at all levels, they still have little left.

But there were good factories, such as the military factories serving the royal family.

"Doctor... have you really dealt with all the Steam Knights?" asked Lolo, who was wearing cool clothes in winter.

Beside her, the silent Bai Tie ignored her and continued working on the work at hand.

"Fester!"

Fester is Bai Tie's name. He turned his head and said, "I know what you want to say, but I believe the doctor."

"I believe it too...but now, now..." Lolo was so uneasy that she almost cried.

The furnace was blazing, the tin walls were spread out, and the sound of steel creaking was heard.

As the best arsenal in Highbury, it produces the armor of the Steam Knights.

The weapons are honed through a highly automated process and are formed after thousands of trials and tribulations.

"Lolo, I was wondering, why bother resisting?" Bai Tie turned his eyes and looked at Luo Luo, "Three years ago, I took over this arsenal from my grandmother... My grandmother is a good person, right?"

"Grandma Catherine is a good person."

“I took over the factory from her.”

Bai Tie said calmly, "But when I walk in Londinium, sometimes I feel that nothing has changed."

"Her Majesty Vina has good intentions, but she can't change it. Victoria is going downhill, and the industry we are proud of will eventually be completely replaced by Columbia, Yan, and even Ursus."

"And what about the lives of more people? It seems that there has been no change. The Norbert District is going to be demolished. Her Majesty wants to revitalize the Norbert District, but she forgot that there are many poor people in the Norbert District. Once the Norbert District is transformed, it will not be suitable for them to survive. They will either squeeze into the next slum or go to the wilderness..."

Luo Luo did not associate this topic with Bai Tie for a moment. In his impression, Bai Tie was always smiling.

"Until one day, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went to Rhode Island and found the doctor. I had a face-to-face interview with him and told him all my sorrows."

Bai Tie stopped moving his hands and closed his eyelids. "He didn't answer me, but asked me a question instead."

"——What if I can make the world a better place?"

The whispers echoed like the sobbing wind, and a chill ran down Lolo's spine.

At some point, the Doctor appeared behind her. She looked up and saw molten steel flowing through the pipes.

"Long time no see, Luo Luo, Bai Tie."

"PhD."

"You seem to have made up your mind, Operator Shiragi?"

Bai Tie's face was filled with a helpless smile: "But you knew from the beginning that I would choose this path, right?"

"I can't help it. You have a big family and a great business, and you are also my good friend."

Lolo watched the two people talking stiffly, even she reacted.

"Fester, you...!"

"The owner of this factory will be a doctor in the future." Bai Tie felt relieved.

"But this is your Majesty's property!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Vina is too far away from us."

Luo Luo was stunned: "You betrayed me!"

"I don't think so. I said I believe Victoria can get better."

Luo Luo wanted to refute, but a hand was already on her shoulder: "Are you dissatisfied?"

"I...I just..."

"You are just confused. In turbulent times, countless people will be confused. I don't blame you." Zhuang Ning shook his head.

His tone was gentle, just like it was back then.

Luo Luo was even more shaken: "Doctor, why...?"

Zhuang Ning did not answer, but turned on his toes and placed himself in the light.

When he was about to disappear from sight, Luo Luo heard a whisper: "Just... tired."

"Because I'm tired, I want to use the most direct way."

The downtown was bustling, but there was no news in the newspapers about Zhuang Ning causing a scene in the club yesterday.

Zhuang Ning ordered a pie and walked slowly through the crowd.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the center of the crowd.

There was a soft melody on the radio. He ate the pie bite by bite. At the end, the corner of his mouth twitched: "It's not delicious."

Seventh day of countdown.

It was not too surprising that Zhuang Ning saw the military police.

A large number of gendarmes poured into the square and drove away all the people.

In just a moment, the square fell silent and crossbows were pointed at him.

"Devil." Someone uttered these words.

Zhuang Ning smiled.

The moment he smiled, a shadow rose and covered all of Londinium.

Invisible fear spread, and the military police swallowed their saliva and heard the devil whisper:

"Are you the only ones here? Do you think you can kill me just by relying on yourself?"

"For His Majesty!" someone shouted, "Kill the Demon King!"

They rushed forward - and then, heads fell off in an orderly manner.

Blood splattered everywhere. Zhuang Ning put away the spells at hand and brushed off the dust on his body out of boredom.

“The weak…sometimes really don’t have the right to act strong.”

At this moment, the corners of his mouth raised, and he looked calmly at the girl who appeared from the other end of the road.

five years ago.

He stood on the deck and looked at the girl in the same way, watching her emerge from the shadows little by little, her tied-up hair swaying slightly.