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

"Please use this oath."

Little Joey looked at the parchment, which was inscribed with the 'Standard Confidentiality Oath 1.0'.

Compared to the usual confidentiality oaths of magicians, the content on this parchment was meticulously detailed, prohibiting many methods of leaking information that could bypass the restrictions of the oath...

"This, Lord Charles is truly cautious!" Little Joey mocked, feeling inexplicably puzzled.

Is this guy not only a famous good-for-nothing younger brother in Oakdu, but also a paranoid?

"This oath was drafted by Dio," Roger added.

"Wow, Lord Dio, he really considers problems comprehensively."

Little Joey's eyes sparkled.

Roger smiled mysteriously, this trick he learned from a time-traveling predecessor.

In a world with magic, you don't know what the target of your information disclosure might encounter, you must be cautious, and consider the possibility of failure.

Little Joey began to swear again according to the 'Standard Confidentiality Oath 1.0'.

Actually, there was nothing unfair that would harm her, it was just too specific and too verbose.

After reading it all, it took a full ten minutes, and her mouth was dry.

Roger put away the parchment, maybe it would be used for others in the future.

"Wait a moment, Dio has something to say to you."

He got up, drew the curtains, and opened the soundproofing and anti-detection magic arrays in the room.

Little Joey frowned, Lord Dio hadn't been seen for the past two days, had he gone underground?

Then, she saw Roger turn around.

It was a face she had dreamed of, and the voice became familiar:

"You are the only person besides His Majesty who knows this secret: Roger Charles is Dio Brando."

"Lord Dio... this?!"

With a clatter.

Little Joey was so shocked that she didn't know where to put her hands, and the quill on the table was knocked to the ground by her sleeve.

The person she had always admired was actually a fake identity?

His real identity is the famous good-for-nothing younger brother in Oakdu, rumored to only live off his sister's wealth?

No!

Little Joey denied her previous thought.

Roger is Lord Dio, doesn't that mean that Lord Dio's abilities are actually Roger's abilities.

His Majesty knows about this, does that mean Roger is trusted by His Majesty and is cooperating with her to complete some special tasks, so he was forced to disguise himself as Dio?

Just like when they were executing the fake Restoration Army mission, everyone was an undercover agent!

Little Joey thought she understood Roger's work.

However, the amount of information was still too much, and her head was buzzing, and she couldn't react.

She asked incoherently: "Lord Dio... ah no, Lord Roger, why are you telling me this secret now?"

Roger took off his mask and returned to his original voice: "Because you saved me, and you want to follow me, and I also need a trustworthy person by my side... and honesty is one of the foundations of trust."

"Is this His Majesty's arrangement?" Little Joey asked excitedly.

"No, this is just my own arrangement."

"Okay."

Little Joey was a little disappointed.

Imperial people still yearn to serve His Majesty directly.

Roger didn't try to deceive the girl who had excessive trust in him: "I don't want to deceive you, but I don't know your reaction after you know the truth, so I forced you to make a confidentiality oath, so you have the freedom to choose. If you can't accept that Dio is a liar, you are free to choose to leave."

"I don't want to leave!"

Little Joey said without hesitation, "I was attracted by the sparkle in your soul, so whether you are Dio or Roger, it's the same to me, I am willing to follow you! And..."

Her voice lowered, biting her lip.

"And what?" Roger leaned forward unconsciously.

Little Joey leaned closer, and the messy, hot breath sprayed on Roger's ear, whispering like a mosquito: "And Lord Roger's real appearance is even better looking!"

"Huh?" Roger was a little confused, is this also a reason?

Little Joey didn't hesitate like she did at the celebration banquet, but tiptoed and wrapped her arms around Roger's neck.

Use a hot kiss to tell him, this is enough reason!

Your first kiss is mine, Little Joey's!

At the same time, a beautiful woman attacked the fire elemental plane, suddenly stopped, and faintly sensed something.

"Hehe, could it be that some stupid fire elementals want to sneak attack朕? There's no chance!"

Magical energy gathered, and the Empress slaughtered all sides!

Chapter 6/4: Rather Err on the Side of Caution Than Miss Out

Last night, in the military sanatorium of the City of Mysteries, Little Joey immediately began packing her luggage after hearing that Jostar had been killed.

At this time, a girlfriend came to find her.

Her superior in the Restoration Army, her best friend after joining the army, a comrade-in-arms who had narrowly escaped death with her in the trenches in the Seventeen Nations, Mungomary.

This is a typical noble beauty, the wind and frost of the military camp have not changed her morbidly pale complexion, her figure is slender, and her gestures are always just right elegant.

Unlike Little Joey Barton, who was born a commoner in the Qing Teng Kingdom, Mungomary's father was a small nobleman in the Seventeen Nations, but he was very yearning for the Qing Teng Empire.

After the country where he was located was annexed, her father sold the family's castle and took the initiative to move to the City of Mysteries, turning to business, and finally successfully took root in this imperial center.

Mungomary also took the initiative to join the imperial military after adulthood.

Her family atmosphere and growth environment are much more complicated than Little Joey's.

The imperial policy is to encourage the integration of the Seventeen Nations, but the xenophobic sentiment of the people will always exist.

The army seems simple, Mungomary has also encountered unfair treatment because of race issues.

But Mungomary's emotional intelligence is very high, her ability is also strong, and she caught up with the action of pretending to be the Restoration Army, the disadvantage has also become an advantage, and became an important leader of the Restoration Army.

She seized the opportunity in this wave, and the dream of becoming a marshal that she had set when she was young has the possibility of being completed.

But she felt that the biggest gain of this operation was not the promotion of military rank, but the acquaintance of Little Joey Barton, a young colonel with unlimited potential, a simple mind, and a fire in her heart.

In front of outsiders, Mungomary is exquisite, smooth and realistic, but she takes great care of Little Joey, and belongs to the kind who can talk about everything.

The friendship between the two girls far exceeds ordinary comrades-in-arms.

Mungomary felt that if she had a younger sister, it must be like Little Joey.

Mungomary had dissuaded Little Joey from retiring to follow Dio Brando, but she couldn't persuade her.

Seeing her friend excitedly packing her luggage after hearing the news, Mungomary's mood was complicated.

She leaned against the door frame, and said very annoyedly: "I really regret inciting you at the celebration banquet."

Little Joey turned her head and showed a confident smile: "When I get married, I will give me twice the wedding candy."

Mungomary exclaimed in a flamboyant theatrical tone: "Wedding? Little Joey, are you really going to your doom! You've only met him once, and his attitude towards you that night was obvious to everyone, he was simply indifferent and ruthless. Just for such a commoner, are you going to give up the military merits and military ranks you've risked your life to earn back, and become his bodyguard?"

"Two times!" Little Joey corrected solemnly, "In the sanatorium, we met again and had a good chat."

Her expression of finding a treasure almost made Mungomary's brain bleed:

"Oh my god, my silly girl, he came to investigate the case and see you by the way, not to visit you specially, can you remember this?"

"He's so busy investigating the case, but he still took the time to see me, of course I'm moved."

"You... you're hopeless!"

Mungomary gasped for breath, avoiding impulsively tying this girl into the basement.

It's better to be cheaper for myself than to be ruined by that stinky man!

She stepped forward and clamped Little Joey's hand, preventing her from continuing to pack her luggage, and pleaded: "Little Joey, even if you really like him, you can't be so rash. You don't have a family as a backing, and a bright future in the army is your biggest bargaining chip. Now you want to give up all this, and fly into the fire for a man you don't understand at all?

I know that women who haven't been in love are terrible, and you won't listen to anything I say, but you really have to be steady, first recognize his character, and find out what his attitude towards you is. Isn't he the chief of the city defense guard now? You go to the city defense army to be his deputy.

Three months of work and dating, and then confirm that he loves you, don't say retire to be his bodyguard, I will bless you even if you get married and have children immediately. But it's really not possible now! You will definitely regret it in the future!"

Mungomary looked at Little Joey, her eyes full of pity and anger.

Also hate, hate that I am not a man!

Such a little fool, play some tricks, now you have already unlocked the full picture book, right?

Little Joey blinked her misty eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, and said amusingly: "If outsiders see it, they will definitely think that you were cheated by a scumbag, that's why you are so furious."

"Still laughing? You're still laughing? You're a twenty-one-year-old colonel, you quit if you say you quit, can you still be so calm?" Mungomary was about to be pissed to tears, and kept sighing, "The world has changed, people are crazy, I really don't understand if you are stupid or I am outdated, the dignified imperial colonel is this? Is this? Is this?"

She remembered her bitter first love, and already thought that she was very stupid and didn't want to get up with people for the rest of her life.

But compared to Little Joey's efforts, she didn't even hear a vow of eternal love, and she was going to do everything regardless, and she felt that she was a special tea in tea, a person in Tiberius.

Little Joey put down her luggage, hugged Mungomary, pushed her slender body onto the bed, curled up in her arms like a kitten, her voice was well-behaved, and as light as a dream:

"You know I'm commanding heavy cavalry. Heavy cavalry is very fierce when it rushes, but it's also very clumsy, and often a battle can only have one attack opportunity. Success is to change the fate of heaven and determine victory, failure is a living target trapped in a mud pit. I think I'm a pretty good heavy cavalry general, I've been lucky to live to this day, and my ability to seize opportunities is also good, I'm not really a fool."

"Then you were hit by that Dio's dark magic!" Mungomary suddenly realized.

"Listen to me. Our perspectives are different, and what we see is different." Little Joey covered her mouth, "I didn't expect him to fall in love with me after only seeing him twice, I guess he can't even talk about liking me now? Even if I risked my life to save him once.

But just like every heavy cavalry attack, I'm just gambling, gambling that he will like me in the future. And the fighter is fleeting, I don't have the possibility of being steady, every attack must go all out."

Mungomary suddenly sat up, and pressed her under her body again, and said fiercely: "This is a fallacy. You are not short of people to chase, there is no need to bet all your chips on Dio's garbage battlefield, what do you want from him?"

Little Joey smiled brightly, her smile was pure and a little idealistic, so beautiful that Mungomary was shocked: "I want him to be like those heroes I yearned for in my teenage years... You also experienced the despair that night, but he, a senior magician, was able to go against the current.

I was thinking at the time, such a man, as long as he doesn't die, will definitely be radiant, if I don't seize it now, I will definitely not have a chance in the future... I am a colonel with a bright future, but I am just a colonel, even if I become a general, but in the final analysis, I am just a rude woman.

Standing with those real princesses and saints, appearance, temperament, talent, not even a fire girl, right? Think about it, he is already a cabinet minister, when he really reaches the point of being sharp and you can see his goodness, how many people will be around him? Do I still have a chance?"

Mungomary was stunned, looking at this Little Joey who seemed silly and seemed very wise.

After a long time, she slowly said: "What if you are wrong? What if he dies halfway, or becomes mediocre?"

Little Joey also thought for a long time, and said word by word:

"I'd rather be wrong than miss out."

Mungomary sighed, hugged her best friend tightly, and gritted her teeth and said:

"If he treats you badly, or doesn't work hard to let you down, I'll tear him to pieces when I become a marshal!"

This is the conversation between Little Joey and her best friend before entering the Ice Drinking Manor.

This is a simple, stubborn, incomprehensible, career-betting forward flash.

Some encounters seem to be fate.

But how do you know that it is not someone who is persistently looking forward to it, waiting for five hundred years, and arranging for a thousand years, to exchange for a look back.

……

……

Ice Drinking Manor.

Some people are practical dwarfs, they have been taught by countless teachers, and they think that their theoretical accumulation is invincible in the world, but after subconsciously holding that soft and warm body, their brains go blank.

Some people are born generals, self-taught kings, and after launching an attack, they advance bravely and capture territory.

So in the end, it was the man who kept retreating, being pushed against the wall by the woman, and could only respond passively.

For a long time, the lips parted.

Little Joey grabbed someone's claws that hurt herself and pulled them away, taking a step back.

Her eyes are bright, watery, and there is a narrow smile on the corner of her mouth.