Finland, Sweden, Norway, Poland, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, Germany, Denmark … Along the way, all the countries they passed by suffered inhumane devastation.
Especially the small countries such as Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, and Denmark, they were completely wiped out, leaving not a single living thing. As for the large countries with large populations such as Finland, Sweden, Norway, Poland, and Germany, although they were not directly wiped out like the countries above, their populations were not completely wiped out. As long as the Orion Empire's battleships plowed a little more, they would follow in the footsteps of those countries.
It could be said that in this short journey alone, nearly 50 to 60 million humans died an unnatural death, and the number of various animals was even more uncountable.
In this way, about half an hour later, the six battleships of the Orion Empire arrived in England. Without any announcement, they directly launched a comprehensive clean-up of the entire British island.
An unstoppable super strong wave immediately spread throughout the entire United Kingdom.
"Lord, please punish these demons." At the same time, deep underground in London, England, shrouded in a white halo, an old man with a tragic face shouted anxiously.
"Is there really no other way?" Her Majesty the Queen's face was pale and her breath was weak.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Queen, this is all we can do now. We've done our best." The Catholic priest in a white robe sighed helplessly.
"My people …" The Queen's eyes widened as she shrieked.
"Your Majesty the Queen." The members of the royal family on both sides quickly came forward to comfort her.
"Go. Call Abilia over. "The Queen sat up on the bed with the help of someone's arm as if she had a momentary recovery of consciousness. She looked at the old butler and ordered anxiously.
"Yes, my Master." The butler bowed with his hand on his chest and turned to leave the room.
"Archbishop Andrew." After the butler left, the Queen turned her head to look at the old man in white and said.
"Your Majesty." The old man named Andrew bowed and responded.
"In the name of the supreme leader of the Sacred Guild, I order to mobilize all the forces of the Sacred Guild to completely wipe out those abominable fellows outside." The Queen reached out and grabbed Archbishop Andrew's hand, her hoarse voice was filled with determination and sternness.
Archbishop Andrew heard this and could not help but hesitate.
According to his idea. Now that the country was basically destroyed, there was really no need to send out the last seeds to fight those powerful enemies to the end. It was better to leave the living forces and wait for a good opportunity to rebuild the country in the future.
"Andrew!" The Queen raised her voice slightly.
"As you wish." Andrew sighed in his heart and bowed in agreement.
The Queen nodded in satisfaction and turned to look at the black-robed man. It was an old man with a long beard that reached his chest.
"Bifaan," the Queen called out softly.
"As you command, Your Majesty the Queen." The old man named Bifaan placed one hand on his chest and replied with his head lowered.
"I want you to immediately take the remaining people and leave this place. Go to the legendary Utopia … Perhaps that will be their last shelter." The Queen said bitterly.
"As you command." Bi Faan opened his mouth, wanting to say something. However, when he saw that the Queen was about to fall asleep at any moment, he swallowed the words he wanted to say and lowered his head to agree.
The Utopia, the legendary place that appeared in King Arthur's legend, was a place that only a holy king could find. However, the truth was that it was a fairy kingdom. It was ruled by the Fairy King, Alvid. Only with Alvid's approval would outsiders be allowed to enter his kingdom.
In other words, if one could not obtain Alvid's approval, no matter how much reputation, achievements, or miserable fate one had in the outside world, one could forget about getting his protection!
Therefore, it could be said that the mission given to him by the Queen was an impossible mission!
"I know this is difficult, but I can only ask you, Bifaan." Her Majesty the Queen said with an apologetic look in her eyes.
"Your Majesty the Queen … Don't worry, Bi Faan will definitely complete your order." Bi Faan sobbed with red eyes.
At this moment, a young woman wearing white trousers similar to those worn by equestrians and a white silk shirt with a hundred pleated embroidery on the chest walked into the room with the old butler. Her cuffs and collar were tightly buttoned. She had short brown valiant hair and distinct facial features. She exuded a strong heroic aura.
"Abilia." Seeing the person who came, the Queen softly called out with a faint smile on her lips, "Abilia."
"Grandmother." The woman named Abilia quickly walked to the Queen's side and reached out to hold the Queen's hand as she called out softly.
"Abilia, my little granddaughter, Grandmother has something to ask of you." The Queen said gently.
"Please speak," Abilia immediately replied.
"Help me kill all those hateful fellows outside!" The Queen said with a ferocious expression.
"… I understand, Grandmother." Abilia looked deeply into her grandmother's eyes for a moment, then nodded heavily and said in a firm voice, "Don't worry.
The Queen raised her hand with a gratified expression, but Abilia immediately grasped it and pressed it against her face.
"My good granddaughter," the Queen said softly, "I've wronged you all these years."
"… Everything is for Britain," Abilia said softly.
"Yes, everything is for Britain …" The Queen murmured with absent-minded eyes. Then, her expression shook and her sharp gaze swept across the faces of everyone present. Suddenly, she loudly sang Britain's national anthem — God Save the Queen.
"God save your gracious queen, long live your noble queen, god save the queen; sendherr victorious, happy and glorious, long to ignore verus; god save the queen. Olord, our god, arise, scatterthine herenemies, and make the fall; confoundtheirpolitics, frustratetheirknavishtricks … "
But as she sang, the Queen's voice became softer and softer until it could not be heard at all.
"Grandmother," Abilia called out with a sorrowful expression when she noticed the Queen's situation.
"Your Majesty the Queen! (Mother/Grandmother/Aunt) "Immediately after, the others also discovered the Queen's death. They knelt on one knee on the ground and cried out in grief.
Cries filled with sorrow echoed in the entire underground space.
Swoosh!
However, at this moment, Abilia, who gently laid the serene Queen on the bed, stood up abruptly and strode out of the room like the wind.
"Abilia, where are you going?" A woman who was about the same age as Abilia asked.
"To complete Grandmother's last wish," Abilia said without turning her head. Then, she disappeared from the room.
"Sigh." Upon hearing Abilia's words, Archbishop Andrew, who was at the side, sighed and stood up as well. He then turned around and walked out of the house with firm steps.
"Archbishop, you …" The older member of the royal family could not help but call out.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness Richard, but I might not be able to preside over Her Majesty's funeral for the time being," Andrew said calmly as he stopped in his tracks, turned around, and bowed to the man who asked the question.
As one of the royal family members who had always been by the Queen's side, he naturally knew what Andrew meant. He could not help but fall silent as he watched Archbishop Andrew's figure disappear from the room.
All of a sudden, the royal family members in the room were at a loss as they turned to look at Bifaan and the old man who was the Queen's personal butler.
"For the sake of your safety, Your Highnesses and Mr. Bifaan, please evacuate this place immediately," the old butler said slowly in the end.
"What about Grandmother's body?" a male member of the younger generation asked.
"Leave it to me," the old butler replied.
"Elvinson, are you sure?" Richard asked with a frown.
"I've already lived long enough, and I don't have many years left. Instead of wandering around with all of you, let me stay here with Her Majesty. Perhaps I'll be able to reach heaven with Her Majesty and continue to serve her as her butler, "the old butler said softly with a carefree expression, as if he had seen through the royal family.
Hearing that, everyone present could not help but fall silent.
"Let's do that then," Bifaan sighed after a moment of silence.
"Good luck, old friend."
"You too," the old butler said with a smile.
Then, Bifaan turned around and walked out of the room. The royal family members looked at each other, and under the lead of His Highness Richard, they all went forward to hug the old butler, then followed him out of the room and caught up with Bifaan in front.
Not long after, only the old butler and Her Majesty the Queen who was sleeping soundly on the bed were left in the room.
After everyone left, Bifaan went forward and closed the door, then turned around and walked back to the Queen's side. As usual, he covered the Queen with a blanket, then retreated to the side and sat down on a chair. He said softly, "My Queen, it's finally time for us to rest."
"Speaking of which, it's been more than thirty years since I became the butler of the royal family. It's really been a long time …"
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