Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Despite the Celt’s mockery, Elizabeth did not lose her initiative.
“I don’t know what you want, but if we can do it, we will,” the aged monarch responded.
Although their own deity was said to now walk the Earth, it was likely a better idea to comply with the Celt’s wishes at the moment. Life was, after all, preferable to martyrdom. As such, she responded with humility but made sure to retain her lineage’s dignity.
She added after a moment’s pause, “Nevertheless, I am only a ruler in name. I wield very little actual political power.”
“A powerless monarch? How is that possible?” Connacht frowned.
His questioning made the Queen feel slightly nervous, but she could understand how modern political arrangements wouldn’t come intuitively to the Celt. She considered explaining the British political system but realized that doing so would be difficult. Thus she elected to keep her mouth shut.
The Celt stared at her for a moment before laughing, “No matter, just remember what I said. If you can’t make a decision, then talk to someone who can.”
‘Is this a threat? It’s definitely a threat! At this rate, the prime minister will be in the hot seat since he’s the one with actual authority.’
The prime minister also definitely did not want to meet such a savage and irascible god alone.
“First of all, I need this land once more to make offerings to us Tuatha De Danann, to restore the faith of the people.”
Connacht’s tone was calm, nothing like the rage and fury he had before. It was like he was a different person.
The Queen was hesitant. She had complicated thoughts on this matter. This was a religion-related matter which was not in her hands to govern. Of course, the most important point here was that she did not have the right to agree to this demand on behalf of the Prime Minister. This was a matter of urgency, and the British government would never say anything because the use of political tactics might backfire.
Another reason why the Queen did not agree was that the United Kingdom was, nominally at least, a Christi
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