No one can imagine that in today's decline of the monarchy, the most powerful country in the world will be a powerful country with an imperial system.

But the facts are indistinguishable in front of us, if the British empire on which the sun never sets 70 years ago is called the old empire, then the holy British empire that appears now can be named the new empire!

An imperial empire that is stronger and more powerful than the old one!

After all, the influence of the "Six-Day War" was much stronger than we had imagined.

Contrary to many people's initial views, the foundation of this holy Britain, which seemed to be hastily put together in the context of the "Six-Day War", is not as thin as we think!

The main body of this country, the British Empire and the former member states of the European Union, have been singing the slogan of "European integration" for decades since the destruction of the former Soviet Union and the tens of millions of bloody souls who died under the alien invasion over the Bode Plain.

Most of the civilians at the lower levels did not have the same attachment to their predecessor as we thought.

In other words, the European people, who are generally highly educated, are integrating into a country that is still incomparable to us even now, at a speed beyond our imagination.

Because they understand intellectually that for the first time in thousands of years, the cruel truth of the law of the jungle has been revealed to all the nations of the earth.

Humanity, this young race, is still too weak.

They don't need the illusory historical glory brought to them by terms such as France and Germany, but they need the empire, the real sense of security brought to them by the empire's powerful fleet!

Yes. Security!

When the huge and magnificent weapons of war in the sky appeared at the coronation of Anne the Great, the cheers resounded throughout Europe. I realized this for the first time.

A crucial point

———— former CIA Director, Marshall. Biden's 2021 "Six-Day War" Memoir

When countless bright red roses are like flowers. Drift through the streets of London, the capital of the Holy British Empire, bathed in bright sunshine.

The classical anthem "God Save the Empress", with a touch of passion, accompanied by brilliant ribbons and red and blue imperial flags, appeared in the countless streets and alleys of this ancient city.

Every citizen of the Empire, from the English Isles to the northernmost point of Europe, was thrilled at the moment.

Because the victory celebration of the "Six-Day War" and the coronation of Anne the Great will be solemnly held today, on this extraordinary day.

Even the citizens of the new Empire, who had only been in the Empire for a few days, were no exception.

In any case, the alien invasion was ultimately stopped by the Empire's fleet.

The sense of security brought to them by the huge space fleet also allowed them to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

No more sacrifices and blood!

And for the majority of the elite elites of the former European countries, they have jumped out of the narrow, fragmented circles of the past. The empire, as she had promised before, had a new, bigger stage waiting for them to play.

And the original elite of the empire are passionately discussing one after another alien expansion plans that contain unimaginable and only exist in the past human fantasies.

"Your Majesty, this is the 7th revised version of the "Alien Colony Construction Plan", please take a look."

In the ceremonial hall of Buckingham Palace, which looks even more brilliant than ever, Anne is sitting on a chair in full costume, and several court etiquette masters are busy combing Anne's intricate clothes and skirts.

A three-dimensional image of Prime Minister Blake appears behind the Queen. First bowed down slightly to her respectfully, and then reported.

"My Prime Minister, send it to my government email!"

The young monarch's eyes were slightly closed, and a ceremonial master was carefully arranging her beautiful eyelashes with a soft, fine-bristled brush.

"Yes! Your Majesty. ”

Prime Minister Blake calmly agreed.

This is no longer the case. The Empress, who controls the Imperial Space Fleet and is loyal to the most powerful violent machine in the Empire and the magicians who once hid behind the curtains, though not yet a single law has been enacted to strengthen the royal power. But everyone knows that now the power of this majesty. Far from being comparable to her predecessors.

Or rather, even during the time of Empress Victoria, the most prosperous period of the old empire. The power represented by the majestic empress at that time was far inferior to that of the current majesty.

After all, half of the British Empire founded by the famous empress is still due to the prince from Germany, Prince Albert.

Wait, it seems that behind this majesty, there seems to be one

"Your Majesty, Her Majesty Elizabeth III and Prince Charles are already waiting for you at Westminster Abbey!"

Prime Minister Blake went on to say that the coronation of the Empress is one of his recent busy events. After the establishment of the new empire, his name Blake was destined to be inscribed in the annals of the empire as a great mark.

"So." The Empress hesitated, but asked.

"He, has he arrived?"

Prime Minister Black looked up, and the young monarch's cheeks were flushed slightly.

The Prime Minister was one of the few people in the upper echelons of the empire who knew who the Empress meant by "he".

As mentioned earlier, the high-ranking members of the empire, who knew a little about the Empress and Edward's previous affairs, were happy to see it happen.

"Lord Edward and the Magical Council's mission have all arrived!"

The young monarch who had finished arranging his eyelashes got up a little anxiously, and on the cloak behind his back, the ornaments inlaid with gems and pearls collided together, "Smack! Syllable! The whisper of the word.

"So what are you waiting for? Inform the convoy and let's go! ”

Looking at the figure of the young lord walking out of the door quickly, Prime Minister Blake's three-dimensional image had a kind smile on it.

It seems that Your Majesty still needs a prince who belongs to her after all!

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Under the scorching sun, the royal carriage with a history of nearly 250 years flashed in luxurious gold, escorted by two teams of royal red-clad ceremonial soldiers, and slowly drove towards Westminster Abbey amid the cheers and fluttering streamers of countless people on both sides of the road.

12 "Arcanist" air and space fighters flashing with arcane magic patterns, opening invisible barriers, guarding the sky above the carriage without anyone being able to detect it.

Saint. West side of Edward's Chapel, in front of St. Edward's Coronation Throne.

The normally empty hall was full of powerful people from all over the world, and the many news media, which were extremely arrogant on weekdays, did not receive any invitations from the imperial family except for a camera robot from the official television station of the empire that appeared in the venue.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Finally, as the red shirt wood in the hall of the chapel slowly opened, the originally lively hall instantly quieted down.

Everyone looked solemnly at the gate, the beautiful and majestic girl who came over, dressed in a gorgeous robe.

It was clear to all the guests that it was an indisputable and powerful monarch destined to leave a strong mark on history!

Founding Emperor of the Sacred British Empire and Guardian of the Continent of Obarro, Anne. Alexandra. Mary. Windsor

(To be continued.) )

PS: Because the last few chapters have been finished late.,So I only checked it once and sent it.,If you find any typos in the previous chapters.,Please point it out in the book review office of that chapter.,Thank you.。 ╮(╯▽╰)╭