Where is the third collapse? ! !

Rita in the reflection of the glass has long lost her youthful innocence. Her demeanor, as precise as pruning a flower branch, is enough to make every stranger who passes by hold their breath.

Theresa once commented from the perspective of a senior: Among the S-level Valkyries of destiny, two rely on extreme talent, and one relies on extreme hard work.

Many people who have met Yulandel will subconsciously think that she is the one who became an S-class Valkyrie through hard work.

He spends all day either on missions or in the gym. It is only in the past three months that he has taken time out to go to Hyperion to meet his lover.

In fact, the person who really relied on hard work to climb to her current position was Rita.

She had neither natural stigmata nor a blessed background or bloodline, but simply by working hard day and night, she had gone from being a clumsy little girl who couldn't even beat a deadly warrior to becoming one of the leading faces of Tianming.

Rita has a physique that allows her to stay awake for a whole day with only four hours of sleep. This was highly praised by the Valkyrie instructor who taught her combat, and was even written into the official background check.

But the question is, can Rita really stay awake for a whole day with only four hours of sleep?

Or did she force herself to sleep only four hours a day and devote the extra time to all kinds of massive training?

No one knows except the parties involved.

After all, apart from her father and mother, Ragnar, the only person who witnessed her transformation from the timid little red-eyed rabbit to her current perfect and elegant appearance, died in Siberia in 2010.

This is also one of the reasons why Rita immediately set off for London after learning that the Hell Army was sporadically appearing in the foggy city.

She is a rare normal person in the world of collapse, with both parents and a harmonious family.

Even with the protection of the Royal Dragoons, and even though Rita herself had spent a huge amount of money to hire retired Valkyries to protect her family's safety 24 hours a day, Heinrich and his team were not someone who could be easily dealt with.

——And what is happening now is the proof.

"Ms. Rita!"

A blonde woman in her mid-thirties ran across the zebra crossing in a panic, completely ignoring the flashing red lights and the drivers' shouting.

She was wearing a large apron similar to that worn by a gardener, and her plump chest trembled with her rapid breathing. Her beautiful face, which was above average in size and had light makeup on, looked grim because of the fast speed and the drizzle falling from the sky.

The woman's name is Maria. She is one of the very few B-class Valkyries who still retains normal body functions after retirement. She is also a rotating staff member entrusted by Rita to protect her family.

At the same time, seeing Maria staggering, Rita suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

as predicted.

"Your father, Mr. Alexander!"

"He was kidnapped by a ranger who called himself Poteo!"

……

Chapter 28 "Zhiyin, you are so beautiful, you are in great need of a virtuous person to guide you"

The Palace of Westminster, located on the west bank of the Thames, adjacent to Westminster Bridge and Big Ben, is a core landmark of British politics.

This building, commonly known as the Houses of Parliament, houses the House of Lords and the House of Commons of the United Kingdom.

In the general impression, the House of Commons, which has the dominant power in legislation, is obviously more powerful than the House of Lords, which is regarded as a mascot. The former's 650 members are all dominated by elected political parties and are the democratic representation that the West has been advocating.

Little do people know that the unelected life peers, hereditary peers and religious peers in the House of Lords have always been responsible for many matters related to the collapse.

In this world where common sense and uncommon sense coexist, the nobles who control the inheritance of power are the uncrowned kings hidden behind the scenes of this country.

Today, the South Chamber of the Parliament Building——

"Order!"

"Order!"

Unlike the House of Commons, where members come from different backgrounds, the self-proclaimed aristocrats in the House of Lords should not be in such a chaotic and vibrant place where everything is in full bloom.

But by looking at Speaker McFaul's repeated drops of the gavel and shouting, one can feel how chaotic the chamber is at the moment.

When the atmosphere quieted down a bit, the Speaker frowned and looked at the guard officer who had just barged in. "Are you saying that Rita Rossweisse's father, Alexander Rossweisse, was kidnapped by the ranger who escaped from her destiny a few days ago?"

"Yes!"

The non-commissioned officer saluted.

"I understand. You can leave now."

After sending off his subordinates who had come to report on the situation, Speaker McFaul glanced at the people in the audience and asked, "What do you all want to say about this?"

Ask for opinions instead of taking direct action?

Many people who were sitting down raised their eyebrows and immediately understood the Speaker's thoughts.

"What's there to say? Didn't the intelligence department say that Rita Rossweisse herself has already set foot on English soil? Let her rescue her father herself."

A sarcastic voice came from the left, and Councillor James, who had just inherited the title of Viscount, cooperated tacitly.

He flicked the silver ring on his crown and complained, "The Administration is incredibly busy. They have to bargain with the upstarts of Anti-Entropy and deal with the spacequakes caused by the merging of world bubbles. Where can they find the manpower to mobilize?"

The other blond knight also nodded: "I also don't agree with offending those crazy Rangers for an outsider."

That’s right, outsider.

Rita was indeed born in Manchester, England, but at the age of twelve, she went to the headquarters of Destiny for training on the recommendation of the A-level Valkyrie Ragnar. It is hard to say whether she spent a total of one month back home during this period.

After she was promoted to A-rank Valkyrie, the British high-ranking officials did send people to contact her and show their goodwill. The popularity of Rossweisse's flower shop was just the most insignificant footnote among them, and there was an endless stream of proposals for marriage.

It's a pity that the great deficiency and virtue of Ying destined it to be difficult for the lower-class people to have a sense of belonging to their own country. In response to the solicitation of the parliamentarians, Rita has always only maintained superficial harmony and has no intention of deepening the relationship between the two sides.

——Since you are not mine, we naturally don’t bother to care if there is any problem in your family.

It’s easy to deal with Youlandel, a monster that has not been seen for a century, but are you worthy of it when you can only be rated as S-level by relying on the Moon Soul of the Blue Knight?

My dog ​​can even reach S-rank when equipped with the fourth generation Valkyrie armor of Destiny!

The two previous people were clearly not the only ones who shared this thought: "Besides, this whole thing was caused by Rita Rossweisse herself, right? If I remember correctly, she was the one who captured and imprisoned the Sea Ranger named Poteo herself. It's only natural that she would be retaliated against afterwards."

"That's right, now is the critical moment to deal with the landing of the World Bubble. What if something goes wrong?"

There is a saying on the Honkai side: When you are in trouble, you can seek help from any passing Ranger, and most of them will come to you; but when you are not in trouble, the Ranger himself is the biggest trouble.

Dai Ying, who is one of the Five Permanent Members of the UN Security Council, is indeed not afraid of the medium-sized organization of the World Patrol Rangers. After all, it was once the British Empire, and even though it has been declining since World War II, it will definitely be these desperadoes who will die in a head-on confrontation.

The problem is that this deal is not a good deal at all because of offending a bunch of stubborn bigots for the sake of a Valkyrie who is unwilling to give in.

“But we can’t really do nothing.”

To Speaker McFall's right, the gentle bishop of the parish spoke up, "We can deploy various types of troops, including the Blazing White Mounted Police and the Royal Dragoons, in downtown London."

"Maintaining order?"

"No, it's about providing all the support except for help."

"The old rules."

Speaker McFaul smiled cheerfully and deployed the tacit four-stage tactic.

First, declare that nothing is happening;

Then, declare that perhaps something is happening, but no action should be taken;

Afterward, to declare that perhaps we should take action, but nothing can be done;

Finally, it is regrettable to say that perhaps we could have done something, but now it is too late.

The kidnapping of Alexander was at best a minor footnote in the meeting, and soon these noble gentlemen were discussing more important matters.

A guard who had been standing at the door and listening to the whole process left the meeting room on the pretext of going to the toilet. She turned several corners in the corridor and came to a secluded church.

A lady with long gray-blonde hair was kneeling in the nave praying. When she heard footsteps behind her, she immediately stood up and walked up to the soldiers.

She raised her beautiful face, which was about 60% similar to Rita but with a more mature charm, and said in a trembling and pious voice: "Ms. Doreen, my husband, my poor Alexander, he——"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Emily."

The soldier turned his gaze away, unable to meet those watery eyes filled with hope.

Emily Rossweisse, Rita's mother and Alexander's first wife, was the lucky one who escaped the disaster by attending a tea party hosted by the ladies.

"what……"

Hearing these words that almost foreshadowed Alexander's fate, Emily's strength seemed to be drained away in an instant.

She stumbled backwards, but luckily she managed to hold onto the back of a church chair.

"They were the ones who prevented Alexander and I from leaving this country, and they even promised us that we wouldn't be bothered by these things..."

Emily murmured to herself and couldn't help crying with her face covered.

As the captain of the Destiny Assassination Unit, how could Rita not know how much she is hated?

There is never a shortage of despicable people in the world. Since they cannot defeat the powerful S-class Valkyrie, attacking her family is naturally an option.

This can be considered a kind of happy trouble. Not to mention the world of collapse, even if all the novels are compared, being an extraordinary person and still having both parents is an extremely rare achievement in itself.

Qidian/Feilu/Zongheng/Maoke Orphanage is no joke. Look at Hyperion, four of them can't make up a pair of biological mothers.

Considering that her family might be retaliated against, Rita repeatedly planned to bring her parents to the Tianming headquarters to support them, so as to prevent them from falling into the hands of evildoers.

Regardless of other things, Otto's work conditions and benefits are indeed impeccable.

So Daiying took action.

The top management swore solemnly that nothing would happen to Rita's parents, and they would not let her take away her last weakness at all costs, just wanting to hold it in their hands and disgust you.

To this end, they even advised the Queen to confer the title of baron on Alexander, bringing out his reputation as a troublemaker to the fullest.

There is a reason why Rita doesn't want to have a good relationship with these high-level officials. It can only be said that Rossweisse's family has fallen into the hands of the bad guys since they were born. This bad guy is named Daying.

As Rita's biological mother, Emily and her daughter are very similar in appearance and figure.

The traces of time make this fine wine more mellow, and the tearful appearance of the pear blossoms adds a bit of heartbreaking pity.

The female guardsmen were also dazed and subconsciously wanted to reach out and comfort the poor woman who was about to lose her husband.

But petals fell from the sky onto her nose, with the fragrance of roses.

"I've heard the details."

The door of the church was pushed open from the outside, and the metallic sound of armor rubbing against each other could be heard.

The tall knight in silver armor walked against the light, his long wine-red hair like a burning cloak.

"Silver Branch... Your Highness?"

The female guard looked at the handsome face of the visitor, and feelings of admiration and fear welled up in her heart.

She violated the rules and secretly informed Emily about the situation in the House of Lords. If she is held accountable, she will lose her job, which is just the beginning.

"Please don't worry, Ms. Doreen Marcus."

Sensing her uneasiness, the tall man known as Silver Branch spoke passionately, "I believe that if the House of Lords had fulfilled its promise to send someone to protect Rossweisse and her family, you, with your noble character, would not be here, but would proudly stand as a guard of the English royal family."

"Your Highness..."

"And you, Lady Emily."

Coming to Emily, who was slumped in her chair, Yinzhi knelt on one knee, his handsome face filled with remorse and apology. "I'm very sorry. Even if I hate the result of those people's deliberations, according to the law, I have no right to interfere with or veto it."

"But just as I cannot interfere with the decisions of the House of Lords, the upper chamber cannot interfere with my right as a citizen and my freedom to act bravely."

He placed his right hand on the sword and his left hand on his heart:

"Now, please allow me to swear to you in the name of the incomparably beautiful goddess of my true self!

No matter how the fire of hell burns your body, or how the breath of the abyss corrodes your bones and eats your heart!

Even if the strong wind breaks my battle flag, the heavy rain corrodes my armor, and the sharp blade cuts my neck!

Even if the stars fall and turn to ashes, the holy light disappears into the eternal night, and thorns pierce the palm of your hand!

I, the Silver Branch of the Knights of the True Self, will take your beloved back from the hands of that thief!"

……

Leaving the Parliament Building, Yinzhi looked up at the sky. Cumulonimbus clouds expanded and rose from the reflection of the CBD glass curtain wall. The concrete-colored clouds swallowed the skyline and cut the office buildings into jagged silhouettes.

He said to himself, "I thought the rain would stop soon, but it's getting heavier."

"Whether you stop or not, you should always bring an umbrella."

As the reluctant voice came, Yinzhi's head was covered by the umbrella.

He turned around, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Vilett, my dear friend!"

"Stop, stop, stop, don't act like you haven't seen each other in years."