Login with GoogleChapter 142 Little Devil's Appeasement Guide
It was a new day with a cool breeze and yellowing autumn leaves.
The city of mystery gradually woke up from sleep and regained its vitality. The streets became more and more lively, and pedestrians and vendors came and went, presenting a prosperity that surpassed the times.
Yesterday's intelligence battle with the Tianming Army as the backdrop didn't have any impact on this city with a population of over one million.
To trap Nalinelle, the news of the Night Guard's complete victory was classified as confidential, and dissemination and discussion were prohibited.
Therefore, there are only a small amount of rumors, and the public doesn't know about them yet.
In preparations to lure Nalinelle into a trap, the Night Guards stopped arresting the remnants of the Tianming Army in other cities, and instead observed secretly. They waited for "Shady" to bring Roger to join them and then proceeded to the next step of the layout.
There is another thing that is difficult to hide—the block where the battle took place has traces of being seriously bombed by magic.
In the end, the official report issued by the City Defense Army explained that the cause was a series of explosions of alchemy devices.
"Here, I have to thank the Tianming Army for arranging the magic circle that isolates the space." As the battle started, all witnesses look forward to this battle between Lord Dios.
Left the prime minister's mansion.
Inside the cherry pink, girlish bed curtain, Margaret was rolling around on the bed, her mind extremely tangled.
Do you want to have dinner with that bastard Dio today?
That person had two panda-like dark circles under their eyes. Not only were the pupils red, but the entire eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.
Injured by Dio, she couldn’t fall asleep at night!
Yesterday, Chi Yu was affected by the actions of the Tianming Army. She was not injured, but the guards around her suffered heavy losses.
However, this operation was approved by the Empress of Eternal Night, and capturing the Leader of the Tianming Army alive has strategic significance for Her Majesty.
In her opinion, those personal guards died in battle with honor in the end.
This is not the battlefield they chose on their initiative, but sticking to their posts till the last moment can be perceived as loyalty to the empire.
This is the duty of soldiers, and it is also their inevitable fate.
She has no reason to blame Dio for this matter. After all, she bears considerable responsibility for this situation.
It was she who is agitated by Angelina first and pestered Dio, which caused the Tianming Army to temporarily change its tactics, and there was a gap in the arrangement of the Night Guard.
What she was angry about was a key point that she had only pondered over when she left the scene yesterday and returned to work in the military department:
Dio will cooperate with that boy Roger in this matter. The two have a secret relationship!
Coupled with Dio's previous admission that he and Angelina were friends, and considering his tacit understanding with the Night Guard, it is easy to deduce the key point:
Dio and Roger, these two people are at least friends!
Roger was also a consultant when Dio compiled the history of the empire. The relationship between these two people is likely closer than friends...
Don't dare to think, don't dare to think, don't dare to think... Boom!
Margaret's life trajectory in the previous seventeen years lacked friendship and familial affection, and she didn't trust anyone except herself.
Until she was recognized as a friend by Dio, she naturally cherished this friendship very much.
But her happiness lasted for no more than three hours, and he was full of energy to deal with the work. Suddenly, she remembered, this bastard has a good relationship with Charles's family.
As for the fact that there are very few surviving members of the Charles family, it is not a priority for my aunt!
Margaret was very worried. She cherished it for a long time and finally found that Dio's friends were all over Odu...
So what am I?
So, are the original friends in such a casual relationship?
No, I don't accept it!
Margaret asked a few subordinates about their definition of friends.
"If we can chat together and get along comfortably, we are friends!"
"Those who have common hobbies and have known each other for a long time can be counted as friends?"
"You will have different friends at different stages of your life..."
"Many friends have many paths, why refuse the friendship that comes to your door?"
"A lot of friends, but no confidant... woo woo woo."
After a very irresponsible sampling survey, Margaret confirmed from these veterans that it seems that they don't have any harsh conditions for people to be considered friends.
Is this a very basic and common relationship?
It's not unique, it's not exclusive, and as long as we get along long well enough, it's all about rounding up.
Hmph, that guy Dio is a big idiot who doesn't know how to pick friends!
Hmph, even Charles and his brother can become friends with him, but I am so moved because I am recognized as a friend, it is a shame!
Heh heh heh, I am the left chancellor of the empire, Her Majesty's most trusted little devil!
Handing over the olive branch to him is his life's fortune, and he should be grateful!
It's so uncomfortable. Dio is a nice person, so why is he friends with the Charles siblings?
Margaret struggled when at the military headquarters until she got home, lying on the bed and thinking about it.
In the end, I didn't understand what I should have thought clearly, and I figured out a lot of what I shouldn't have thought of!
For example, Roger arranged for Dio to be the bait, which shows that Roger is very aware of Dio's hidden strength.
Her Majesty knew and approved of this action, which means that she also knows of Dio's true strength.
Maybe, Her Majesty is also friends with Dio!
After all, he was introduced into the cabinet by Her Majesty.
Anyway, I'm the only one in the whole world who is kept in the dark, the clown who doesn't know anything, right?
The more Margaret thinks about it, the more she loses, the more she thinks about it, the more wronged she becomes, Hammer Bed...
I struggled with a friendship for half a month. In the end, Dio agreed happily, not because of how special I am, but because the word "friend" is worthless.
It's irrelevant, but the little ceiling fan just feels that the top of his head is a little green.
In short, she was jealous even though they were just friends.
The first friend in her life was a social butterfly who had a lot of friends. She didn't fall asleep all night and felt uncomfortable until dawn.
Because I have never had warmth before, I am very cautious about the little candlelight I have now, and thus appear extremely sensitive.
Just like stray cats that have been abandoned, they are always warier than ordinary domestic cats. They are always afraid that they will be abandoned if they give their sincerity, so they simply don't give it.
Margaret is actually in a similar state.
Not being able to trust others, and thinking deeply is a lack of confidence in oneself, thinking that no one is not worthy of trust.
In the end, endless cranky thoughts were born, and I was entangled overnight.
It was finally dawn. She didn't have to worry about sleeping or not.
It's time to worry about whether or not to find Dio for breakfast today!
Without himself, he can also have dinner with other friends, right?
One more of yourself is not too much, one less of yourself is not much, it is just adding to the chaos in front of others, isn't it...
But if you don't go, you won't even be able to get along with your friends. Doesn't it mean that you have surrendered to Charles?
An angel and a devil fought in Margaret's head, and in the end, the side that would rather die standing than kneeling won the victory.
"Hmph, I won't be compared to Charles!"
Margaret jumped up from the bed, picked out the prettiest little skirt, dressed up with all her heart, picked up the breakfast prepared in the kitchen, and walked to the business district.
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The business district, Dio's residence.
The magic circles and traps placed by the Tianming army have all been dismantled, and today's Dio is being acted by a shadow puppet to maintain his daily life here.
This routine also includes having breakfast with Margaret.
"Perhaps the explosion of the alchemy device is equivalent to the explosion of the gas pipeline in this world..."
Roger looked at the news published in the corner of "Long Live the Queen" and showed a helpless smile.
The openness of government affairs is always a false proposition. The information held by the two parties is asymmetric, the ability to interpret information is different, and the focus is different.
If you want to be completely transparent, I'm afraid there will be a big mess, and you will be crazily paced by someone with a heartbeat.
Fortunately, the Empire states "suitable for men" on the recruitment post. No one will question that this is sex discrimination, and then squeeze the already tight resources of the administrative department, and must respond to such out-of-the-box questions.
Human society always needs appropriate lies and deceptions to serve as lubricants. If all of them speak the truth, conflicts will break out every minute and every second, until mutual destruction.
Why did Roger think of these things?
Because Margaret, who is opposite him now, has dark circles under her eyes. She didn't sleep well last night, and she is having a temper tantrum with him.
There was a flash of curiosity in her eyes just now, and she wanted to ask what the gas pipe was, but she held it back and continued to silently fight wits and courage with the creamy mashed potatoes in front of her.
Except for saying "good morning" when she entered the room, this girl didn't say a word to Roger.
Roger couldn't help wondering. Could it be that his identity was exposed, his lies were exposed, arousing her suspicion, and then he carried out cold violence against him?
But a mature cosplayer must not take the initiative to be honest because he is worried that what he has done will be exposed.
Expecting the other party to be lenient because of their honesty?
That's naive!
Let me first say that it is the other party's right to forgive or not. What is even more tragic is that due to misjudgment, you will say something wrong that the other party didn't know, and then lead to even more tragic consequences.
And Roger can confirm that the problem between Margaret and him at this moment is not serious.
Her kind of anger is childish, and she is using this gesture to convey the message that you are going to coax me.
But if you ask me to coax you, I will coax you. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?
The first coaxing was done well, but the second and third times must not be intensified, even the heavens can't coax it well.
You must not get used to her!
Moreover, men and women think differently. If you follow the straight man's way of thinking and force coaxing, it is easy to go the opposite way, and the more you coax, the worse it will be.
For example, some people tried to break the ice by finding faults and forcibly creating a topic, which finally turned a small conflict into a big problem, and the other party's emotions exploded on the spot...
Therefore, when a woman is angry, it is a very unwise choice to comfort her by coaxing her.
The correct way to soothe cold violence is to change the topic and divert its attention. And, not to open another issue that may cause conflicts.
After the two sides have communicated and learned about the entanglements of the other party, they will find a way to solve it instead of breaking through with frontal firepower.
If it doesn't work to throw out all the topics, then give the other party a cooling-off period, wait until she has thought about it, and then make another surprise attack.
When the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy retreats, we advance, when the enemy camps, we harass, and when the enemy is tired, we fight. This is tactical leadership!
Of course, Roger would choose this way, and there was a more serious problem.
He and this little half-blood devil are friends, but only friends.
It's not a friend's responsibility to coax them if they get into a petty mood.
Several topics were thrown here, but Margaret didn't answer. Roger was only going to try the last topic. If the small ceiling fan gets angry again...
Then just let her fend for herself for the time being!
It's not that Roger is hard-hearted, but that he grew up in a normal environment, and he couldn't guess that Margaret would eat such irrelevant nonsense because he thought he had too many friends.
To put it bluntly, this is a manifestation of caring, but from Roger's point of view, this kid is inexplicable...
He can empathize and feel Margaret's subtle thoughts at some moments.
But he is not the roundworm in her stomach, he has always understood her sensitive and strange thoughts.
Roger turned over a page of the newspaper, read it casually, and said:
"Mary, regarding the matter that I promised you yesterday, I had a thought that has been settled and should increase His Majesty's favor towards you."
The fork and plate in Margaret's hand collided with each other with obvious noises. She raised her head and looked at Roger in disbelief.
He, did he remember what he promised me?
And, did you come up with a good idea so quickly?
Margaret couldn't help but care about the Queen.
And the reason why she first came to Dio to ally with was for him to help her win the empress' favor.
Suddenly, the small ceiling fan became tangled up again.
Do you want to continue to get angry and miss this opportunity?
She didn't come here specifically to get angry at Dio.
She just wanted to make good use of it, relying on her charm to surpass the position of the Charles siblings in Dio's heart.
But when he opened the door, she found that the way Dio received her and the way he spoke was completely the same as yesterday.
Margaret was extremely disappointed, so disappointed that she didn't want to speak.
This is inexplicable, so she passively entered anger mode.
Afterward, she would think that since she had already gambled, hse would gamble to the end to test how much he cared about his friend.
These were very childish behaviors, and Roger could easily see through them.
As a result, he remained calm throughout the whole process, talking as if there was no difference every day. Margaret ignored him, and he didn't care.
Responding to all changes, the small ceiling fan's ghost ideas are all hitting the air, which is naturally extremely depressing.
She felt that Dio didn't care about her at all, she was just grass that no one cared about...
As a result, Dio suddenly said that he remembered the promise he made to himself, and he thought about it and came to a conclusion.
Because she was too disappointed before, Margaret suddenly saw hope at this moment, and Margaret's heart almost melted.
Maybe he was too tired from thinking last night, and now he is very tired, so he ignored my emotions.
So, I can't be too harsh on my friends, right?
Margaret finally found a step for herself, continued to poke the mashed potatoes lightly, and responded in a very casual tone, "Then if it's convenient for you, just talk to me now."
Roger looked down from the corner of his eye, watching the little hand of the small ceiling fan under the table rubbing the hem of the skirt repeatedly, obviously, his real mood was not as calm as his tone showed.
As expected of an ardent fan of the Empress of Eternal night, he only needs to throw out a little bit of information related to the Empress, and she'll be in a hurry!
Hey, thinking that I, Roger, am really worried about the unity of the empire. I have to ask His Majesty to increase my salary.
It's okay if I rub a few more cherries~
