Elizabeth stood up with her giant sword in hand, "I have my own method, I don't need to do it according to your ideas."
As she spoke, the giant sword she held upside down was covered in black and white flames.
This flame has no temperature, but it makes people feel extremely evil.
The Queen didn't react at all, and she didn't even lower her crossed legs.
"Child, do you know what my ability is?"
Elizabeth raised her sword and was on guard, "No matter what it is, I will stop you!"
"Oh, why do I still let you get the power even though I know you have inherited the witch's power? It seems you don't understand at all."
Her Majesty the Queen put down her legs and stood up, then 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.
"The Dominant Witch."
The queen walked up to her daughter who could not move, stretched out her green-white index finger and lifted her daughter's white chin, "Elizabeth, the domination witch, this is your mother."
"Gu"
Elizabeth struggled hard, but found that she was completely powerless and could not even speak.
No, it wasn't just her movements that were controlled, her expressions and words were completely controlled.
She herself was like an outsider, watching her body being controlled by her mother.
The people controlling the aberrations, still wearing hoods and cloaks, lined up on both sides.
Afterwards, the Queen controlled Elizabeth and walked with her to the throne.
Then she turned around and the Queen snapped her fingers again.
A gentleman with gray hair came in from the side hall.
He ignored the group of dead bodies on the ground and bowed slightly to the queen, "My Majesty, what are your orders?"
"If the order is passed, personal taxes will be levied on the middle class, the proportion of agricultural taxes will be increased on farmers, and work taxes will be levied on workers. The specific content will be implemented in accordance with the previously passed bill."
The old gentleman is the Secretary of State for Commerce.
He suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth.
The Queen said calmly: "Is there any problem?"
"I'm shocked, my lord." The old gentleman's eyes widened and he tried to control his expression.
The result was a statement of shock without being too exaggerated.
"Edmund, shock alone cannot help the country develop. Go and execute the order." Her Majesty the Queen ignored the tactful advice of the Minister of Commerce in an understatement, "But according to the efficiency of civil servants, these bills want to be passed.
I’m afraid it won’t come down in a few years.”
She asked with great interest, "Edmund, according to your experience, how will civil servants react when they see these policies?"
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Sir Edmund took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, considered the words for a moment, and then said: "They will make several bills unable to pass."
"Oh? What should I do? Will they still openly confront me?"
"Of course not, my Majesty." Edmund continued to wipe his sweat, and then said, "They will accidentally drop the information in the hotel, and then accidentally get it by the newspaper."
The Queen was very curious, "Then can we ask the newspaper not to publish it?"
Edmund continued to wipe his sweat, "According to them, the newspaper will not yield to the government's pressure. Unless"
"unless?"
"Unless it may harm national interests."
Sir Edmund said politely, "You understand."
The Queen nodded, "I understand."
Of course she understands.
The so-called "harming national interests" is not just what the royal family and the cabinet say.
In fact, it is still an exchange of interests.
She understands all this, and this is what she even wants to take advantage of.
After the newspaper obtained the inside information through "inadvertent" civil servants and exposed it, she would be pushed to the forefront.
Then it was time for her daughter to appear.
Today these things are mainly for educating daughters.
"That's it." The Queen smiled, "Remember to send a copy to all newspapers. I believe you know how to do it."
"Ah!" Edmund didn't understand what His Majesty meant.
Everyone hides this kind of thing, why do you want to take the initiative to expose it?
However, he is certainly not a fool to be among the top three business ministers in the cabinet.
"Yes, my lord."
Edmund resigned and left.
The queen looked at her daughter, who was controlled by her and stood silently aside, and touched her light golden hair, "Now, mother is going to do the last thing for you."
England has no need for the Knights of the Sun.
There will be churches in the British Isles, but they will not be theocratic authority standing above the monarchy.
The great sage of the Feitian God Sect is by Elizabeth's side. After finishing dealing with the Knights of the Sun, control him and order him to be loyal to his daughter forever.
Later, the Feitian God Cult can be supported to become the state religion of the British Isles.
If the status of this great sage is not that high, then create a national religion belonging to the British Isles.
The Queen knew very well that if the people did not have religion as their spiritual sustenance, then the royal family would be in danger.
But now, we need to deal with the matter of the Knights of the Sun first.
Wang Quan was walking on the trail wearing the "Black Feather" outfit.
At the end of this path is a thirty-meter-high spire cathedral, which is the London headquarters of the Knights of the Sun.
There are deputy captain Malik, whose strength is not inferior to that of captain Bird, and nine other knight captains who can descend from the gods.
Wang Quan's goal is here.
No matter what, he will kill Elizabeth's mother.
Of course, the Knights of the Shining Sun who are siding with her must be eliminated first.
But when Wang Quan walked to the church humming a little tune, he raised his eyebrows.
There are already more than three hundred headless corpses on the ground.
The armor worn by ten of the corpses was obviously much more exquisite.
It seems that the Knights of the Sun have been destroyed by the group.
Wang Quan raised his head and saw the woman through the mask.
He had blond hair tied behind his head, wore black armor, and held a two-meter-long broad-bladed sword in his hand.
Her face is 80% similar to Elizabeth's, but compared to Elizabeth's childishness, she is more mature and beautiful, and has a better figure.
If we describe it, Elizabeth is probably the normal Artoria in FATE, and the person in front of her is the spearman version of Artoria.
However, Wang Quan was very familiar with her, or he remembered her very well.
When she first came to England, she was the one who beheaded Kesela with her own hands (perhaps with her deliberate cooperation).
Wang Quan took out his hand ax and pistol and slowly walked towards her.
"Heiyu, the great sage of Feitian God Sect, you are indeed here." Queen Elizabeth shook off the blood on the broad blade and smiled confidently, "I haven't seen you in ten years, you have grown up."
Wang Quan also laughed.
He even took off his mask, "Then are you ready to die?"
Wang Quan rushed forward.
Then he chopped it on a headless corpse.
Looking down at Wang Quan, who was ten centimeters shorter than herself, Her Majesty the Queen kissed his forehead gently, "Kisila's little boy, controlling the power of the witch is not that simple."