The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

It turned out that governing a country didn't require everyone to agree with her ideas.

It was enough to use violence to make everyone execute her orders.

This was more efficient, reducing infighting, reducing buck-passing, and reducing the probability of benefiting others.

If judged by Roger's standards, the Eternal Night Empress was also slacking off like him.

In the past, she was forced forward by the demands of nobles and subjects. She seemed powerful, but as Margaret angrily said, she turned herself into a powerful thug for the nobles.

It wasn't until she comprehended the Path of Extreme Self that she realized she could make this empire serve her, become an extension of her will, and transform into the ideal she envisioned.

That kind of future was beautiful.

No matter how much she had to pay, the Empress was willing.

Of course, the Eternal Night Empress had only just comprehended the Path of Extreme Self for two days. There was still a huge gap between ideals and reality, and she hadn't found a concrete path to realize her dreams.

It was probably a good thing that someone would use their lives to help her test things out.

These greedy nobles hadn't realized that this change in the Eternal Night Empress was fundamental. They only thought it was a little girl's capriciousness.

The Eternal Night Empress had been smooth sailing for too long, and after winning a battle, she became arrogant and entered a rebellious phase, expressing her own ideas. It was normal for her to have an overinflated sense of self.

After all, she was only in her twenties. In the eyes of her elders, she was still a child.

If a child was disobedient, a little discipline would suffice.

It had to be said that the nobles of the empire were living comfortable lives of ease, yet they were still greedy and insatiable, reaching out further and further, still thinking that the Empress was their remote-controlled loudspeaker for exploiting the empire.

They saw their situation, but they didn't see their situation clearly.

A commoner was terrifying when they went all out, but what kind of energy would an unparalleled Empress of martial prowess unleash when she didn't care about the opinions of others or how history would write about her?

But greed still blinded their eyes. Many people were restless, and visits between many ancient families increased.

Even the hidden agents of the Seven Gods Church took the opportunity to become active, frequently visiting the residences of imperial nobles and dignitaries, peddling the chips they could offer, and arranging what kind of agreements were finally reached.

Nightingale and Sparrow secretly watched everything and recorded it in their notebooks, then filed it in Maple Spirit Moon Shadow Palace.

Perhaps some people only wanted to use possible options as bargaining chips to threaten the Empress, hoping that she wouldn't always think from the perspective of those lowly commoners and please return to being a thug who protected the interests of the nobles.

For example, that Demon Cola, that state-run farm, and killing the nobles of seventeen countries, the reclaimed territories were not enfeoffed to imperial nobles, but were actually nationalized.

Since ancient times, there had been no such thing!

The Empress was doing this arbitrarily, violating ancestral traditions, absolutely unacceptable, and must be stopped!

On the eve of the celebration, the people were lively, reveling, and filled with joy, igniting emotions.

But beneath this bright and beautiful scenery, undercurrents surged, and more and more nobles reached a consensus.

They wanted the Empress to compromise and wanted the empire to start more wars.

Preparations for the triumphal celebration were in full swing, but the voices of the great nobles also converged.

Nightingale brought news that major events were expected to occur around the triumphal celebration, and requested His Majesty to deal with them in advance. The nobles' emotions...

But the Eternal Night Empress seemed to have not received the message, still going her own way, leading the Arcane Society to conduct new experiments in alchemy and improve the Mind Demon Domain into a "Magician Camp."

Everyone underestimated her determination to centralize power with an iron fist and promote the path of magical industrialization.

No matter how many thorns and storms there were, she would resolutely walk on.

This was her empire, and she wanted it to become the ideal she envisioned.

She would kill gods if they stood in her way, let alone some nobles?

She knew very well that she and the empire didn't have much time left. How could she compromise for those foolish greedy people and delay the empire's precious development time?

Even those in the cabinet closest to her didn't quite see this determination. Beneath His Majesty's smiling appearance was a heart that was colder and harder than in the past.

Because she had ideals in mind, she wouldn't hesitate and was prepared to pay the price.

Only Angelina, who grew up with the Eternal Night Empress, vaguely noticed that Little O, who had returned from the front lines, was different.

She was more easygoing and more determined.

These two seemingly contradictory temperaments were perfectly coordinated in her, and there was not a trace of disharmony.

Angelina had only heard that she had fallen into the Mind Demon Domain of the Eris Demon Worm, and didn't know what she had specifically experienced inside.

But now she was obviously much more cheerful, and Angelina was happy for the Empress.

And the things that the Eternal Night Empress wanted to promote were also the same as Angelina's ideas of governing the country.

Although the Charles family was one of the oldest nobles in the empire, Angelina sympathized with the lower classes, and she also believed that appropriately restricting the rights of the nobles was a good thing...

But she would never have imagined that what the Eternal Night Empress would do next might not necessarily be "restricting."

Some meat was completely sick, rotten, and decayed. Instead of trying to save it, it was better to cut it off directly.

Although it would hurt, it would make the body stronger after recovery.

The Eternal Night Empress didn't leave a place for revolutionaries in the court, because she already had an ideal image in her heart and would lead this empire to make drastic changes that rulers of the same era couldn't imagine.

Some of these ideas were what she had always thought in her heart, and some were fragments she heard from Roger's heart.

Of course, even Odu was only qualified to participate in and worry about a very small number of these upper-level contests.

The majority were ignorant and unaware, waiting to enjoy the triumphal celebration and shouting 'Hooray'.

The peace and happiness of ordinary people were someone carrying the weight forward.

......

......

Maple Spirit Moon Shadow Palace.

"Your Majesty, the celebration dress is ready." Mrs. Mosconi came to the underground laboratory and bowed to ask the Eternal Night Empress.

The Eternal Night Empress rarely took her eyes away from the alchemical instruments newly sent by the Arcane Society and moved to the cloakroom.

In the center position, hung several dresses suitable for the ball, inspired by Roger and arranged by the Empress's exclusive tailor team to rush to make.

The Eternal Night Empress looked back and forth, and finally selected a black cheongsam with intricate gold patterns and a large number of black tulle decorations.

"That's it. Also, make another set of this style and this one and send it to Ange and Mary."

"As you wish, Your Majesty."

The Empress took off the clothes she had chosen, touched the soft and smooth fabric, and suddenly looked forward to the moment when she appeared in the public eye in this outfit.

And, when she appeared in front of that guy.

She specifically made modifications different from the images that the guy imagined in his mind, such as the slits that were high to the hips were corrected by her, which was really too shameful.

Although this canary cheongsam was beautiful, her last stubbornness was one foot down to the root of her thigh.

But this was, after all, a fashion style different from this era.

Would that coward discover that she was broadcasting her inner thoughts because of this?

The Eternal Night Empress had worries, but also curiosity and anticipation.

The worry was naturally that she would not be able to hear her inner voice in the future, and copying homework would have to pay an extra price, or even that guy would refuse to let her copy!

Curiosity was to know what kind of expression he would have when he discovered that all those unscrupulous imaginations were being listened to by someone silently...

It must be especially fun, right?

The Eternal Night Empress felt that there was always a way to solve the problem of not being able to copy homework. After all, Teacher Taibella said that men are like toothpaste, you can always squeeze some out.

But the opportunity to appreciate face art is only once, so you definitely can't miss it...

So, I suddenly look forward to this triumphal celebration~

The real reason why the Eternal Night Empress was willing to attend the ball was also this~

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Charles Mansion.

Roger returned from a meeting at the Military Department and had dinner with his sister.

At the dinner table, the only topic the two of them talked about was...

"Be careful of Margaret"!

At the cabinet meeting, after hearing that Margaret had suggested executing her own brother, Angelina had to take time out to remind Roger, no matter how busy she was.

Roger was a little surprised, but not completely surprised, when he heard that Margaret was playing so wildly, even directly advising the Empress to execute him.

For demons, there was really no psychological burden to killing people.

"Sister, you don't have to worry, Margaret hasn't shown any hostility towards me yet, she has a new target."

Thinking of what he had seen and heard in the military department today, Roger's expression was a little strange, and a little fortunate.

He thought it was his pressure game, maybe it was a Hongmen Banquet, and he would encounter infinite military training.

As a result, his encounter was "ignored."

Margaret's attention was all on Tasika, and she occasionally glanced at him, but she didn't know why she was smug and proud, her little chest was held high, and then there was no then.

Feeling an atmosphere of great orange situation, Roger couldn't help but wonder, could her, such a loyal dog of the Empress, also have the possibility of falling in love with someone else?

White hair, red eyes, and dragon horns also crit the little demon?

Angelina was also a little surprised after listening to his narration.

But she still urged: "She didn't directly target you, but she must have other plans, you have to be careful."

"I know, sister, you also have to be careful, this celebration is not peaceful."

Roger also reminded Angelina here.

After eating dinner with his sister, Roger returned to his room.

He was a person who followed his heart. Too many things had happened recently. He needed to sort out his situation and not just enjoy the fruits of victory...

And there was another important thing tonight that was worth him staying up until midnight.

"Ding, the lying flat system detected that the host's mood was stable yesterday, and obtained a random treasure chest (100% guaranteed bottom), whether to open it?"

Roger looked at the shiny 100%, his first guaranteed bottom, "Mind" + "Defense" were not crossed out, what great treasure could he get?

Chapter 97 The Empire's Cheating Road

As the treasure chest opened, countless information flowed into Roger's mind.

At the same time, a mysterious force began to automatically transform his sea of consciousness.

A dense, thorny thicket was generated on the sea of ​​fantasy.

Looking at the barbs reflecting the cold light, Roger felt at ease.

This is really a powerful skill!

[Mind Thorns Contemplation: An advanced skill of Mind Closure, perfectly protects the secrets of the heart, any mind-based intrusion will suffer multiple counterattacks. Mastery: Perfect, can resist ten times its own mental strength.]

Now the unspeakable secrets in his heart are safe, right?

He knew that his other methods were useless, but his mental strength was really not low.

After Little Joey's appraisal, it had completely exceeded the Archmage and reached the level of a legendary mage.

And defending ten times his own mental strength, wouldn't he be a little expert in keeping secrets except for the descent of the Seven Gods?

Mental strength was already difficult to improve, and he felt that it was impossible for mortals to improve to ten times the strength of a legendary mage.

Thinking about it this way, this Mind Thorns Contemplation was really a reward that was quite in line with him, and the skill strength was also okay, and it did not live up to this 100% guaranteed reward.

And as he opened this treasure chest, the system interface automatically refreshed the entry, and the probability returned to (10% guaranteed bottom).

"It seems that this guaranteed bottom will not cross out the entry. This is a major benefit, otherwise, after ninety days of waiting, I would find that it was all in vain. Wouldn't that make people angry and quit the game? No planner would do that kind of coquettish operation, right?"

Roger guessed for a while and began to look at the newly refreshed entries:

Gray "Luck" "Stamina", silver "Sword" "Support"

Roger thought for a while and felt that this combination would not produce the guaranteed bottom he needed.

He wanted to be a magician, not a warrior!