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

The Eternal Night Empress dresses up the Right Minister, the Right Minister dresses up her brother, and the brother's innermost thoughts dress up the Empress…

Fate is truly wonderful.

For the first time in his life, Roger was dressed like a light bulb, making him feel quite uncomfortable all day.

That is, until he arrived at the Star Han Palace and saw the exaggerated special effects on the magicians, with fireballs exploding and dragons roaring behind them. What his sister had arranged for him…

To call it understated luxury with substance is definitely not an exaggeration.

At the very least, the rate of noble young ladies turning their heads to look at him was firmly in the NO.1 position among his peers. Each one was showing amazed expressions, and none were shocked!

So, when the Eternal Night Empress looked over, Roger had already moved past the stage of being unaccustomed to the magician's attire.

He dealt with the attending nobles with considerable ease, enjoying the occasional burning gaze falling upon him, eating and drinking as he pleased.

He was just waiting for the dance to begin, and after dancing one dance with Little Joey, breaking the curse placed upon him by the Empress and saving his toes, he would have completed his mission for the night!

"Alas, there weren't any eye-catching accessories in this battle against the Orcish tribes. This is really not as good as fighting the Elven Empire!"

The Eternal Night Empress was playing with her jewelry, constantly hesitating on what to choose, but when she saw Roger's outfit tonight, she suddenly had a direction.

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More than one gaze was focused on Roger.

This also included Cornelia Cannington, another focal point of the night, who had been attracting the attention of young nobles since she entered.

Her purple hair was styled into two sharp points on top of her head, then tied into two ponytails that reached her waist. With puff sleeves, a princess dress, black stockings, and high heels, although petite, her body proportions were excellent.

This young lady, who usually resided in the South Cannington Duke's territory, didn't have the "rustic" air common among local nobles. Instead, her makeup was exquisite, her hairstyle fashionable, and her clothing and jewelry were matched almost perfectly.

Even small actions like drinking, conversing, and lowering her head were full of charm, devilishly captivating.

As a duke's daughter, Cornelia was quite confident and proud. At sixteen, she exuded youthful vitality, with a bit of wildness and boldness, making many people feel the urge to tame this little wild horse.

However, her gaze, like that of most noble young ladies tonight, remained fixed on Roger Charles, causing many to feel dejected.

Who could blame them? That good-for-nothing younger brother had risen to fame in the Battle of the Kamsak Desert, even earning high praise from the 'Long Live the Queen' newspaper. Naturally, he was a prominent figure at such a ball.

But some people always believe that opportunities must be created.

Count Buck Lindsay, whose father died in the Empire's war to conquer the Veronica Dynasty, inherited the title afterward and joined the army for training.

At twenty years old this year, he was already a colonel, just one step away from becoming a Magister.

In addition, news indicated that he had connections with some underground industries in Aodu, often able to grasp exclusive information and act ahead of time to make his family business thrive.

However, being busy with his career and cultivation, he had not yet resolved the matter of his lifelong partner.

In Aodu, Count Lindsay could be considered a diamond bachelor, with nobles wanting to marry him almost breaking down his threshold, but he had not agreed to any of them.

He was waiting for a wife who would stir his heart and whose family and status could help him.

Cornelia's appearance tonight immediately attracted his attention.

After inquiring about the young lady's identity, Count Lindsay began to hesitate.

The South Cannington Duke had a bad reputation, but he was still a duke and a senior military official.

Climbing into his family, if used properly, should be extremely beneficial to his future development…

Moreover, Cornelia was indeed attractive!

Finishing the crystal-clear wine in his goblet, Count Lindsay smoothed his hair and walked confidently to Cornelia, bowing with great poise:

"Beautiful Miss, may I have the honor of dancing with you after the opening?"

Cornelia's starry eyes sparkled, and she replied with a hint of shyness: "Yes… but could I ask you for a favor first?"

"A gentleman will not refuse a lady's request."

"Then, please, Earl, help me deliver this glass of wine to Master Charles!"

She pushed the cocktail she had just mixed toward Count Lindsay.

"?"

Count Lindsay cracked.

At an imperial ball, if a woman is too shy to directly invite a man to dance, she can send wine as a hint. If the other party drinks it, it means they agree.

So, this wave is probably equivalent to confessing to a girl you like, and then she asks you to pass a love letter to the recognized campus heartthrob.

Count Lindsay wanted to smash the glass and leave.

"I'm sorry, Earl, I was presumptuous."

Cornelia, however, lowered her head and whispered pitifully, fiddling with her fingers, "So many excellent girls are watching Master Charles tonight. I know I'm overestimating myself and will definitely be rejected, but I still want to try…"

Count Lindsay's licking-dog heart suddenly stirred, and he raised the glass of wine: "I have a way to make him drink it."

Cornelia looked up in surprise, covering her small mouth, and refused: "That's really too presumptuous, you really don't need to bother!"

"It's a gentleman's promise."

Lindsay resolutely turned and walked towards Roger.

If there was a magic test to slap Cornelia in the face, you would definitely hear:

Tea Power, Ninth Stage!

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At the other end of the venue.

Little Joey ran into some classmates from the Imperial Magic Academy. Roger let her go to catch up, while he continued to eat and drink as the young master of the Charles family and the Marquis of Lakapas, waiting for the dance to begin.

He didn't like this extravagant and relaxed atmosphere, but he couldn't say he hated it either.

It was just so-so. As long as he didn't act too badly and embarrass his sister, it was fine.

He refused the noble girls who asked him to dance or sent him wine, using the excuse: "Although I really want to drink, I took an arrow to the liver during the battle and need time to recuperate."

Although it was a terrible excuse, it was gentler than a clear rejection, and the girls could only accept it with regret.

At this time, Count Lindsay came forward.

He held a glass of champagne in his right hand and a glass of cocktail in his left, handing it to Roger with elegance: "It's an honor to meet you, Master Roger."

Roger nodded with a smile and said skillfully: "Although I really want to…"

"Let's not play that game, you just got a cannon to the liver, and the Charles family's wealth can cure you."

Count Lindsay lowered his voice and said, "I know a top-secret piece of information that is not favorable to the Right Minister. I can only tell a friend."

He handed the cocktail, which was the color of sky-blue and seemed to have layers of clouds rolling, to Roger again.

Roger blinked, as if this guy was saying, you're only a friend if you drink the wine?

He knew this person. In the game's plot, he was an information peddler who walked in the gray area, seemingly greedy and lecherous, but could be considered a loyalist to the Empire.

Moreover, this venue also had magic arrays to detect harmful substances, so even if they played the trick of "non-toxic substances combined are poisonous", it was impossible to harm an imperial noble.

Besides, he also had the Heart of the Ocean, so drinking a glass of wine wouldn't kill him, right?

"A friend's wine, even if my liver explodes, I have to try a glass!"

Roger took the glass, took a light sip, and looked at Count Lindsay.

Count Lindsay whispered: "Some people don't want to see the state-owned farms promoted by the Right Minister and want her to take some time off…"

Taking advantage of the toast, he handed a note to Roger.

This was originally news that he wanted to find a way to pass to Nightingale, but it was just right to use it to fulfill a wish for Cornelia.

He just hoped that this young master was smart enough and didn't cause trouble.

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On the other end, Cornelia seemed to be chatting with her girlfriends, but her eyes were always on Roger's direction.

Seeing Count Lindsay come forward to talk for a few words and actually get him to raise his glass, she couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

She played with a small ruby decoration on her clothes, watching its color change to orange, and stop when it was close to yellow.

"This is the strength of a beginner magician, about to break through to intermediate… so Master Charles has naturally strong mental power, which injured my father, but his main magic power is very low?"

Cornelia showed a hint of realization.

You can't poison people at a ball, but it was easy to cast some hidden magic power testing methods that wouldn't harm the body.

For example, the magic phenol pulp mixture she chose this time was a colorless and tasteless potion that could display the target's magic level after taking it.

This was originally not a combat method, but a way to confirm the strength of apprentices. It was slow to take effect, troublesome to take, and expensive, but the advantage was that it was accurate enough.

She wrote down this information and recalled the long, complicated task list she had received.

After this step, there were several choice branches…

[If the target is below legendary strength, then disclose this information and confirm its truth through the reactions of the nobles]

"Isn't this too cautious? That's the highest precision magic phenol pulp worth five hundred gold coins! Do you still need secondary confirmation?"

Cornelia frowned, feeling that the person who wrote this task might be seriously ill!

But there was no way. Last night, she was eager to get the "customized" magic makeup set, didn't read the agreement, and accidentally signed a very dangerous soul contract.

If she didn't meet the other party's requirements, her soul would be taken away and burned in flames for a thousand years!

This was too terrible, and the task was not difficult and didn't seem to directly harm anyone, so she prepared to try to complete it first.

It took a lot of thought to get Roger to drink the wine, but next, to spread the news, she just needed to pretend to accidentally leak it.

Moreover, she had to make sure people didn't suspect her.

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Toilet.

A blond young man rushed into the cubicle, but couldn't complete the task of emptying his intestines for a long time, feeling bored with his face flushed.

Suddenly, he saw some fragments in the wastebasket that didn't look like toilet paper.

He subconsciously used a trick "Restoration Technique."

"Magic power test… Tester, Roger Charles, result beginner magician, the time is… today? No testing agency?"

The blond young man frowned. Wasn't this guy a super strongman who suppressed the Orcish coalition alone?

How could this test show that he was a beginner magician, and then it was destroyed?

Was someone playing a prank?

Or was it intelligence to be concealed?

Soon after, the blond young man returned to the venue refreshed.

He saw his sister, winking and showing off: "Penny, I just heard something, but don't tell anyone!"

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Ten minutes later, more than fifty nobles knew that Roger Charles was just a beginner magician.

Although there was no evidence, quite a few people were willing to believe this!

This was more in line with the image of the good-for-nothing younger brother!

"So, he lied about his strength and committed the crime of deceiving the monarch. He must be sanctioned by His Majesty!"

A group of nobles decided to petition, and once Her Majesty arrived, they would petition, and the liar must pay the price!

Some were unhappy that Roger was too handsome today, some were unhappy that the Charles family was favored, some were affected by the imperial reform, some believed that Roger had tarnished the purity of the military, and some simply didn't like lies…

Of course, there were also wise men who believed that the Eternal Night Empress was not unaware of Roger's true strength.

But they were still secretly fueling the emotions of the petitioning faction.

Because the nobles were becoming estranged from the Eternal Night Empress, and Roger was a close minister of the Eternal Night Empress. Some people were preparing to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, so that the Eternal Night Empress wouldn't go too far, and the scene might be very ugly!