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Chapter 45 The Virtuous Queen
The Amazon Memorial is located on the main road in the southern part of the outer city of the capital.

As a history museum commemorating a primitive tribe, opening it in Beijing is somewhat abstract. Do the citizens of Beijing even know what "Amazonians" are?

The first floor of the memorial is a public exhibition area, used to display many artifacts and history of the Amazons; the second floor is a private space and also serves as a public activity room for the Amazon Association.

Berthalia and other association members held a meeting in the public conference room on the second floor.

It was called a meeting, but it was actually more like a salon gathering for aristocratic women. In any case, Renn had already seen waiters bringing over a sumptuous afternoon tea.

As a male guest, he was led by museum staff to wait in the small garden next door.

Renn sat in the small pavilion in the middle of the garden, enjoying the black tea served by the waiter.

"You don't seem nervous at all."

An unfamiliar female voice sounded from behind. Rein turned around and saw a brown-haired noblewoman, guarded by two royal guards, scrutinizing him with a cold and distant gaze.

Without hesitation, Raine quickly rose, knelt on one knee in a courtly manner, and said in a deep voice:

"Rain Fahre, I pay homage to the great Empress. May your virtues be praised by the people of the Empire as in poetry."

“Raine Fahre,” the Queen said indifferently, “you are the first nobleman to praise my virtue, not for beauty.”

Because your beauty is really not good enough... Renn tried hard to keep his expression straight and not show anything unusual.

By most people's standards of beauty, Margarina is a graceful and mature beauty. But if we only consider the refinement of her features, she can't compare to Ellina; if we only consider the allure of her figure, she can't compare to Bersalia; and if we only consider youthful vitality, she can't compare to the little maid Dia.

What made Rennes even more reluctant to accept this was that this "virtuous" queen had far too many lovers, and who knows how many times she had cuckolded His Majesty the Emperor.

Of course, Western courts are known for their chaotic practices, and driving a royal bus isn't exactly a heinous crime. It's just that players have heard that later in the game, the Empress had syphilis and even gave players a secret mission to buy medicine.

Renn didn't want to verify the truth of the forum rumors with his body, so he just feigned a wry smile and said:

"Your Majesty's beauty is so striking that I cannot look directly at you; I do not even dare to raise my head to look at you."

“It’s alright.” Margarita’s voice softened quickly as she reached out and cupped his face in her hands. “Child, look at me carefully.”

Raine forced a flattered smile, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Margarina with the sincerity of a child.

Margarita looked at him in surprise.

The look she had seen most often from men was that of a hungry gaze, tinged with desire, no matter how well they tried to hide it. After all, she was not a conservative virgin, and she had always advocated that "marriage should not restrict a woman's autonomy over her body," a fact that was already common knowledge among the aristocratic circles of the capital.

However, Margarita had already investigated beforehand and found that the Fahr family was located in the River Bend province, on the border of the Fertile Lands and the Savage Mountains, in a remote corner of the countryside.

Having left his family to make his way in the world at a young age, Renn Fahr inevitably lacked experience in dealing with nobles. It was quite obvious that he had never heard the rumors circulating among the aristocratic circles of the capital, and his view of himself was based solely on the idealized image of the Empress of the Empire held by a young boy.

Thinking about this, Margarita's initial wariness and suspicion towards strangers had almost completely dissipated.

What a lovely child. “Raine Fahel,” Margarina said with a loving expression, “Fahel’s ancestor once drove out the wild elves for the Empire, ensuring they could not invade the fertile lands of the River Bend Province, and for that he was granted the title of Lord of Ravenburg by Emperor Nerva.”

"However, Ravenburg was too far from the capital. Later Fahrenheit people rarely had the opportunity to come to the capital to pay homage to the royal family, and the relationship between the two sides inevitably became estranged."

"The reason I summoned you here is that I hope the people of Fahre can rediscover the honor and faith of their ancestors in serving the royal family. After all, there are fewer and fewer people who are truly loyal to the royal family now."

Renn chuckled to himself.

Historically, Fahre's ancestor was not personally appointed by Emperor Nerva, but by the then Grand Duke of Marorne—he was originally a military knight of the Marorne family.

However, in order to further weaken the power of the Grand Dukes of the border provinces, Emperor Nerva required that all the investiture of the titles of the border marquises must be sent to the capital and approved and stamped by the emperor in order to be effective. Therefore, the empress's claim that "the emperor was the one who conferred the title on your ancestors" was not entirely without basis, but it was just too far-fetched.

“Your Majesty!” Renn’s face lit up with gratitude, his voice trembling with emotion. “The people of Faher have guarded the River Bend Province for generations, always thinking of serving the royal family. We have waited for this moment for far too long… (wiping away tears) Please forgive my rudeness before Your Majesty. I simply cannot control the surging emotions in my heart. I apologize.”

"It's alright, child." Margarita was genuinely moved, and while wiping away her tears with a handkerchief, she secretly began to make plans.

She suddenly realized that border military nobles like the Fahre family, who had long guarded the border and received almost no attention from the royal family, had their futures entirely determined by the Grand Duke of the border. They must be thinking about how to continue to advance.

At the same time, these people have been excluded from the mainstream noble circles of the empire for many years... to put it bluntly, they are country bumpkins. Their simple, straightforward, and daring nature is one advantage, and their inability to unite with the nobles of the four borders is another.

They are well-suited to be the royal family's sharpest weapon, a counterpoint to the nobles of the four realms. Furthermore, since they have no foothold within the four realms, they don't need to worry about turning against the royal family.

Thinking of this, Margarita looked at Raine with even greater admiration and eagerness.

The main reason she summoned Renn for an audience was because of his generous donation of 200 gold crown coins to the Amazon Society. Of course, she had also heard the rumors that the Fahrenheit were generally ugly and brutish, and that Renn was the only one with unparalleled handsomeness; her curiosity was also involved.

Now it seems that this child is not only good-looking, but can also be used by me!

“My child, I have no doubt about your loyalty to the royal family,” Margarita said gently, her eyes seemingly brimming with tears. “Now, here is an opportunity to see if you have the courage to take this step.”

“Your Majesty, your command is my honor.” Renn solemnly placed one hand on his chest. “If a man loses his honor and responsibility, it is tantamount to being stripped of his life and soul.”

Margarita liked this sentence very much.

Because she knew that honor and responsibility were a man's greatest weaknesses, like the bit and saddle that restrain a fine horse.

“Rain Fahre, I am appointing you as the commander of the Imperial Capital Garrison,” Margarina said softly.

Ryan's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had been overwhelmed by the great news, and he quickly lowered his head, covered his face, and burst into tears.

"I will protect Her Majesty the Empress with my life, be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor with my life, and defend the glory of the Empire with my life!"

He placed "Her Majesty the Empress" before "Her Majesty the Emperor" and "Imperial Glory," which made it impossible for the detail-oriented Margarita to be more satisfied with him.

(End of this chapter)