Login with GoogleChapter 155 Understandable Demon
Left Minster's Room
For Margaret, today was an extremely terrible day, ranking within the top three worst days of her life.
The originally anticipated joyful breakfast time turned into an encounter with Roger who appeared at Dio's house, even wearing his clothes!
The rainbow in the distance seemed to prophesize that his only friend had some interests that were not at all simple!
At that moment, she thought that the increasingly beautiful world had been dyed with an indelible layer of gloom.
Unconsciously, Mingming began to view him in a favorable light, developing an unwarranted reliance on him and nurturing ambitions and possessiveness that exceeded those of mere friends.
She wanted to slowly understand his likes and dislikes, tried to learn to be gentle and considerate, and to walk into his life, to become the special person by his side...
By the time he realized that he had yet to find the proper starting point, he discovered that Dio was already accompanied by someone.
And the biggest blow to the mixed-blood little devil was that he was also a man!
The adversary is a woman, and she believes that she can still vie with her looks, cunning, and shamelessness.
Even that annoying Blue-haired Virgin Mary has a chance of winning, doesn't she?
The problem is that her opponent is a man, and furthermore, her own younger brother!
The hardware was different, the ports were incompatible, and without even qualifying to enter the battlefield, I was defeated...
A thousand precautions, fearing that the Blue-haired Holy Mother might steal away Dio.
However, to her surprise, the actual situation was that their opponent's younger brother had long been mocking her at the finish line...
Those self-righteous efforts, they must be quite laughable, aren't they?
"No wonder they easily found a common language with Dio, and he didn't dislike me. It turns out they are good girlfriends, hehehehe..."
Margaret revealed a woefully miserable smile, her gaze devoid any radiance or hope.
The concept of this little demon is relatively open-minded. They don't find Dio disgusting, but rather feel sorry for their own naivty and foolishness.
There should have been many details. There were too many coincidences and connections between Dio and Roger, and yet I had not noticed them earlier.
Especially this morning, when Roger said "this is my home" with such a natural tone, it fully indicated that he must have stayed at Dio's place many times before. They had known each other for a long time, and Roger had already taken that place as his own home...
Just Dio, don't worry!
Isn't it just about not having any friends? I've managed to live through all these years before.
As long as I can see Her Majesty every day, basking in her radiance, my small sunflower will be happy each day!
Margaret could not eat breakfast, so she threw it forcefully into the garden and arrived early at the hall of parliament, waiting for the arrival of the Queen of Eternal Night.
Only by drawing energy from idols can one get through this morning with a heart like dead ashes, thus allowing life to return to normal.
Soon after, she received a notification from the Secretary-General that due to an unforeseen circumstance involving the Eternal Night Queen, today's cabinet meeting had been canceled.
Margaret suddenly burst open!
NMD, why?
Canceling the meeting on any other day would have been acceptable, so why did it have to be today?
Is the whole world against me?
She lost her friends and her idol, as if the vast empire was left with only her alone.
The cold wind blew straight into my face, and there wasn't the slightest glimmer of light left in the entire world.
She didn't report to the military headquarters, and instead took a day off with her subordinates. She returned home in a daze.
"Your Majesty, sob sob, Your Majesty, it would have sufficed to see each other just once, why haven't you come to rescue your little devil... Your Majesty, I miss you so much..."
Margaret logged into the Knights' section of the magician's camp and posted a nonsensical message.
"The team leader insists on persevering and not stopping. Our dream will surely come true, won't it?"
"Whether you see or don't see. Your Majesty is always present, neither sad nor happy..."
"Don't be upset, boss. We're still waiting for your beautiful picture!"
"All unhappiness will fade, just as His Majesty has overcome countless setbacks!"
Even though there was no substantial content, Margaret's message quickly garnered a lot of likes.
It was like the warmth brought by a little girl. Lighting a match, unreal and distant, yet it was the last warmth she could feel.
The Order of Knights exists solely to venerate the Queen of Eternal Night and has always been managed with great care.
As long as one praises the Queen everthing acceptable.
The current magician camp consist Out of wizards and 99% of them are devoted followers of the Night Queen.
And this region which doesn'thing but praise the queen, has quickly gathered a large number of fervent fans of the Eternal Night Queen, and it has been lively since its establishment.
Of course, just because everyone has cute avatars and all sorts of Q-version queens, you might think that the Knights' order is full of young girls, but that's overthinking it.
Actually there are just as many men as women lets all together protect the best empress!
At breakfast time, Margaret heard many "pink circle" operational techniques from Roger. As an administrator, she guided the production of a rich variety of secondary creations and actively posted many exquisite magic projections.
She also encouraged fans to support each other by replying to each other's posts and pushing everyone's posts to the top of the homepage. In order to obtain higher visibility and increase a sense of unity.
Compared to other districts where there were only arguments without any freedom of discussion. The Knights' Order was united in praising the Queen making them particularly harmonious and friendly.
If it were the internet era, there would still be battles between fans of different idols.
At the sorcerer's camp, the Night Queen is the true deity of the sorcerers.
Even if one is not so passionate, seeing a beautiful picture like "The front row jade portrait while Your Majesty reviews the memorials" wouldn't be disagreeable, would it?
No matter how old and knowledgeable one may be, they still have no resistance to beautiful things.
Your Majesty from now on I voluntarily join the Knights!
This is the magnificent development of the knight order, so successful that it would make countless influencers envious.
Margaret often had the opportunity to come into contact with the Queen. The secretly taken magical projections, combined with the meticulously retouched photos filled with love and her utmost culinary skills, were unanimously praised by everyone who could feel the dedication put into them.
She was both the founder of this district and an administrator earning the title of leader ongoing.
The captain is unhappy and the knights are all offering words of comfort. But they don't want her to collapse!
Not many people dare to speculate that the leader of the group is Prime Minister Margaret. But those pictures that she released can only be taken at the forefront by important maids of the Maple Spirit Moon Shadow Palace?
"That's not right. The Empress is so powerful, she must know someone has secretly used magic to take pictures. She indulges her fans and therefore didn't stop it."
Some fans of the prophet inadvertently guessed the truth.
Classmate Xiao Ao is quite narcissistic at times. Margaret takes photos of herself, which he considers a form of flattery. She even willingly cooperates.
I look beautiful and chic today, you must capture my beauty perfectly in your photos.
The traffic of the Knight's Order was very high. In less than an hour, Margaret's post had already received tens of thousands of likes, nearly a thousand comments, and made it to the top ten of the site's hot posts list.
Based on the number of users in the magician's camp, this is already very terrifying data.
This sentence fully illustrates the wide popularity of the Night Queen and her influence reaching to Margaret's side, with the traffic remaining considerable.
Margaret rolled around in bed, the incessant sound of message notifications gradually making her feel that the world was becoming bright once again.
The light that vanished from her eyes has returned.
These unfamiliar knights may not have the best ideas for comfort, but through those screens, one can still feel the warmth left behind by their words.
Some people are also attempting and striving to take care of themselves.
Even if Her Majesty didn't personally appear to encourage us today, the spirit she left behind had cultivated such a loving group of knights. Thus I cannot let her down!
Round up, this is His Majesty's love for me!
Brave Mary, don't be afraid of difficulties, you must gather your strength!
"Thank you all, thank you for every message, I feel great again!"
Margaret replied to everyone's message, proving that she had not been defeated yet. She ignited her burning fighting spirit and muttered to herself:
"Let's prove that there can be pure friendship between a man and a woman, since we are best friends."
For the sake of just one Roger, to give up Dio, I would truly be losing out!
I, Margaret, must become Dio's most loyal, open-minded, and tolerant friend.
Enjoy the goodness of friends while also accepting the ways in which they differ from the norm.
The little devil began pondering over what kind of disposition he should adopt towards Dio and also towards Roger, who could reappear by his side at any moment.
"A relationship like theirs would not be accepted and recognized in the empire, so it is definitely particularly sensitive and even causes feelings of inferiority, leading them to always conceal it... When Roger came and revealed their relationship to me, it was indeed a form of trust."
"I cannot betray this trust! When I see them again, I mustn't appear surprised or overly concerned and sympathetic. I must act like it's commonplace and as if they were a normal couple. Encouraging them to keep going is the mark of a true friend!"
"Well, regardless of what kind of interactions we see from them, we must remain indifferent and smile calmly. We shouldn't react with sharp cries and surprise like we did this morning. Such behavior must have caused considerable damage to Roger's psyche, don't you think?!"
Margaret judged others based on her own perspective, delving deeply into the fragile psyches of minority groups. She compiled over 80 tips for making new friends, aiming to become an equal friend to those who ship "Dilro."
Of course, when she wrote down these small techniques, her heart was constantly bleeding.
This is equivalent to giving up one's first love and returning to a friend position in order to preserve friendship, and then wishing them a lifetime of happiness together and many children.
Ah yes, they are infinitely kind, but unable to bear children.
This point should also be avoided in the future and never mentioned absolutely, so as to avoid touching upon a sorrowful matter.
Take notes, take notes!
To avoid being flustered when reuniting, Marguerite used magic to create images of Dio and Roger, and arranged for them to interact with each other based on some scenes that she knew.
My heart hurts.
It hurts, hurts so much, but eventually I got used to it!
Even felt that these images...looked great?
When we meet again, a smile would suffice!
From this day forward, I shall be the enlightened, gentle, and understanding Margaret!
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Business district, Dio's residence.
Roger slept until mid-morning before waking up naturally.
"Have you awakened?" he saw the Empress of Eternal Night looking at him with a relieved expression. "The surgery was successful, and you are now a girl!"
"???"
Roger was shocked and his muscles tensed up.
But soon he also noticed that the long spear was still there and breathed a sigh of relief.
The emperor was only joking and didn't really go so far as to carry out any monstrous biological experiments.
"Hmph, come and have lunch."
The Queen of Eternal Night glared at him with some melancholy, and without dwelling on the topic, she walked gracefully to the dining room.
The empress, who didn't know the truth yet, was actually saying with her one glance, 'You're so cowardly that keeping that thing is useless. Why don't you just become a girl?'
But Roger's focus was on having lunch?
There are no signs of the door being opened or any traces of magical teleportation, indicating that nobody has entered the room of great intelligence.
He had been sleeping all this time, which meant that the Eternal Night Queen had made him lunch?
Although she had prepared some snacks last night, it was only natural for her to undertake the food preparation while Roger, the asset manager, was busy mixing drinks.
But preparing lunch while sleeping is quite interesting...
Could it be that she intentionally made a disastrous dish to embarrass me, because I left her sleeping on the couch yesterday?
A certain queen who wanted to show her talent as a wife: As the Thai sage says, to control a man's heart, one must first control his stomach.
Furthermore, I have been conscientiously practicing my culinary skills, so don't you think I will ever produce any poorly executed dishes in my entire lifetime?
Roger got up in distress, tidied up briefly, and then walked to the dining room.
And then they enjoyed a table of dishes that were not inferior in terms of flavor, aroma, and presentation to the god-level skills of the system. It was a magnificent feast that was even better than most restaurants in the mysterious capital.
Roger felt quite uneasy about this.
With enough sleep and adequate sleeping quality, his mental strength soon recovered enough to perform the base minimum range broadcast. Thus his doubts were simultaneously transmitted to the Queen.
[Surprisingly, it tasted quite good. Was she not taking this opportunity to take revenge herself on (sb)? Could there be any hidden reaction in the combination of these ingredients?]
He carefully picked up the food, chewed it suspiciously, hesitated before swallowing, and almost made the Eternal Night Empress angry with his indecisiveness.
I couldn't sleep because I was unhappy, so I became bored lying there and started fiddling around. I resisted using magic as much as possible and ended up cooking something with my own hands which was at least 60% of a genuine effort. Isn't that heartfelt?
And it's even his favorite Chinese cuisine, how thoughtful?
Moreover, he respected his peculiar habits, and laid out utensils called 'chopsticks', which are two small bamboo sticks. Did you know he practiced with them for a long time?
Resulting in being suspected of poisoning him now, there is no one in the world who is more wronged than I am!
"It seems my skills are inadequate. I have caused discomfort to my esteemed ally Roger. I shall consume these delicacies myself."
The Queen of Eternal Night lifted her hand and cast a magical barrier, isolating Roger from the dining table.
Apart from the bowl of rice in his hand, he couldn't even touch a single dish.
Roger's expression suddenly became awkward, realizing that he seemed to have overreacted, as if he had hurt His Majesty's feelings.
He quickly said, "Your Majesty, not only is your skill astounding, but it is also rare among mortals. How could I possibly feel wronged?"
"Ah."
"You won't let me eat, I can only watch, that's the real injustice."
"This."
"You eat so much, and you will also get fat. Shall I help you share the pressure?"
"So what if I'm fat? Did I eat your rice?"
The Queen of Eternal Night angrily threw down her chopsticks. Being overweight is a woman's greatest taboo, could she be rejected because of it?
Roger nodded and smiled, "Unfortunately, Your Majesty, what you are currently eating happens to be my family's rice."
"..."
The range of the magic barrier expanded, and Roger was directly expelled from the restaurant by someone who was infuriated and ashamed.
