Elizabeth stood up with her giant sword in hand. "I have my own way, I don't need to follow your ideas."
As she spoke, the giant sword in her hand was covered in black and white flames.
These flames had no temperature, but they gave off a strange feeling.
The Empress, however, did not react. She did not even put down her crossed legs.
"Child, do you know what my ability is?"
Elizabeth raised her sword cautiously. "No matter what it is, I will stop you!"
"Heh … Why do I let you obtain power even though I know you have inherited the power of the Witch? Looks like you don't understand at all."
The Empress put down her legs, stood up, and snapped her fingers.
"In the past, I was called …"
Dozens of threads suddenly shot down from the roof, and each thread was connected to a person's body.
"The Witch of Domination."
The Empress walked in front of her daughter, who could not move, and lifted her daughter's chin with her index finger. "The Witch of Domination, Elizabeth, this is your mother."
"Gu …"
Elizabeth struggled with all her might, but found that she could not use any strength at all. She could not even speak.
No, it was not only her movements that were being dominated. Even her expression and words were completely dominated.
She felt like an outsider, watching her own body being controlled by her mother.
She controlled the Mutants, who were still wearing their hoods and cloaks, to stand on the two sides.
After that, the Empress controlled Elizabeth to walk in front of the throne with her.
Then, she turned around and snapped her fingers again.
A white-haired gentleman walked in from the side hall.
He ignored the corpses on the ground and bowed slightly to the Empress. "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
"Pass down my order. Begin to collect personal taxes from the middle class, increase the agricultural tax rate for farmers, and collect work taxes for workers. The specific content will be implemented according to the previously passed bill."
The old gentleman was the Minister of Commerce.
He suddenly looked up and opened his mouth.
The Empress said calmly, "Is there a problem?"
"I … am very shocked, Your Majesty." The old gentleman widened his eyes and tried to control his expression.
In the end, he showed shock, but did not exaggerate it too much.
"Edmund, shock alone won't help the country develop. Go and carry out the order." "But according to the efficiency of the civil servants, I'm afraid it will take a few years for these bills to be passed."
She asked with interest, "Edmund, according to your experience, how will the civil servants react to these policies?"
Sir Edmund took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his brow. He deliberated over his words before saying, "They will prevent a few bills from passing."
"Oh? What should he do then? Don't tell me they will openly oppose me? "
"Of course not, Your Majesty." Edmund continued to wipe his sweat and said, "They will accidentally drop the documents in the restaurant, and the newspaper will accidentally get them."
Queen was very curious. "Then can we request the newspaper office not to publish it?"
Edmund continued to wipe his sweat. "According to them, the newspaper will not succumb to the pressure of the government. Unless … "
"Unless?"
"Unless it might harm national interests."
Sir Edmund spoke tactfully. "You understand."
The Queen nodded. "I understand."
Of course she understood.
The so-called "harm national interests" was not just what the royal family and the cabinet said.
In fact, it was still the exchange of interests.
She understood all this, and even wanted to take advantage of this.
After the newspaper office got the insider information through the "accidental" civil servants and exposed it, she would be pushed to the forefront.
Then it would be time for her daughter to show up.
These things today were mainly to educate her daughter.
"Then that's it." The Queen smiled. "Remember to send a copy to all the newspaper offices. I believe you know what to do."
"Ah, this …" Edmund did not understand what His Majesty meant.
This kind of thing was hidden by everyone. Why did you expose it?
But he was certainly not an idiot to be able to become one of the top three business ministers in the cabinet.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Edmund excused himself and left.
The Queen looked at her controlled daughter who stood silently on the side and touched her light blonde hair. "Now, Mom is going to do one last thing for you."
England did not need the Glorious Sun Knights.
There would be a church in the British Isles, but it would not be a theocracy that stood above the monarchy.
The great sage of the Flying God Sect was by Elizabeth's side. After dealing with the Glorious Sun Knights, she would control him and order him to be loyal to her daughter forever.
After that, she could support the Flying God Sect to become the national religion of the British Isles.
If the great sage's position was not so high, then she would create a national religion that belonged to the British Isles.
The Queen knew very well that if the people did not have a religion as spiritual sustenance, then … the royal family would be in danger.
But now, she had to deal with the Glorious Sun Knights first.
…
Wang Quan was wearing the outfit of "Black Feather" as he walked on a path.
At the end of this path was a 30-meter-high steepled cathedral — that was the residence of the Glorious Sun Knights in London.
Inside was the deputy commander Malik, whose strength was no less than that of commander Bord, and nine other knight commanders who could descend.
This was Wang Quan's goal.
No matter what, he would kill Elizabeth's mother.
Of course, the Glorious Sun Knights who were on her side had to be eliminated first.
But when Wang Quan walked to the cathedral while humming a tune, he raised his eyebrows.
There were more than 300 headless corpses on the ground.
Among them, ten corpses were wearing armor that was obviously more exquisite.
It seemed that the Glorious Sun Knights had been annihilated.
Wang Quan raised his head and saw the woman through the mask.
Her blonde hair was tied up behind her head, and she was wearing black armor, holding a two-meter-long broadsword in her hand.
Her face was 80% similar to Elizabeth's, but compared to Elizabeth's immaturity, she was more mature, beautiful, and had a better figure.
If he had to describe them, perhaps Elizabeth was the normal Artoria in Fate, and the woman in front of him was the Artoria version of Artoria.
But Wang Quan was very familiar with her, or in other words, he remembered her clearly.
When he first came to Yingjili, she was the one who cut off Ksira's head (maybe she was cooperating on purpose).
Wang Quan took out his axe and pistol and slowly walked toward her.
"Great Sage Hei Yu of the Flying God Sect, you are here." Queen Elizabeth shook off the bloodstain on her broadsword and smiled confidently. "I haven't seen you for ten years, and you've grown up."
Wang Quan also smiled.
He even took off his mask. "Then are you ready to die?"
Wang Quan rushed forward.
And then he slashed at a headless corpse.
Looking down at Wang Quan who was ten centimeters shorter than her, Her Majesty Queen kissed his forehead lightly. "Little boy Ksira, it's not that easy to control the witch's power."
Wang Quan: "…"
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