Chapter 37 Joestar's Little Trap
Although Mrs. Mosconi still had a stern look on her face, she didn't look at Lord Dio with disgust or anger, but an appreciation from the bottom of her heart.
"As Lord Dio said, Her Majesty, is indeed a king who transcends the times. It's a pity that I am ignorant. Only you, Lord Dio, could understand the greatness of Her Majesty best. My bow is also to thank you for Her Majesty, you have prevented the officers from misunderstanding the pain of Her Majesty!"
Speaking of which, Mrs. Mosconi couldn't help but get excited.
Lord Dio, he said it very well!
The Queen of Eternal Night is a king who transcends the times. She doesn't indulge in enjoyment like other nobles, but wants to rebuild the glory of the empire!
How great she is!
Ordinary people can't understand her greatness. Fortunately, Mr. Dio Brando saw the radiance that illuminates the world on the queen.
From compiling the history of the empire and today's speech, Lord Dio has repeatedly prevented the queen from being misunderstood, so that the world can better understand her glory.
One only practices without speaking, and the other only speaks without practicing. When these two are combined, aren't they invincible?
In the Palace, the Eternal Night Queen who was meditating suddenly sneezed.
She rubbed her nose with a puzzled expression.
Who is talking behind my back, talking about me with those who do not have it?
Roger finally understood the key to the change in Mrs. Mosconi's attitude in the North City Camp.
The Troublesome head maid was, for quite a long time, also a fan of the Queen of Eternal Night.
As long as you also praise the queen, we are good friends!
Although the poisonous chicken soup I had said just now was to comfort these young officers, it did indeed praise the Queen of Eternal Night.
After hearing his words, the officers thought he was an outspoken historian.
but Mrs. Mosconi thought he was one of the Queen's fanatics.
I have to say that this is a scene that Roger never imagined.
And the angle of praise is very fresh, will it be repeated by fanatic fans as a bible?
It can only be said that a thousand different versions of Dio are present in the ears of a thousand listeners.
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Six o'clock.
The magician accompanying Mrs. Mosconi had opened the portal back to the palace, but suddenly found that Roger was following the crowd to the banquet hall and asked suspiciously:
"Lord Brando, do you want to attend the celebration party tonight?"
"Yes, friends are invited to join in for fun."
"You didn't say you should get off work at six o'clock and then rest..."
"Yes, drinking and chatting, isn't it just rest?"
"Then you asked me to revise the itinerary and push the celebration banquet off?"
Mrs. Mosconi's mentality almost exploded, she suspected that the boy was either out of his mind or deliberately playing tricks on herself.
Roger smiled and said, "It's not contradictory. Attending the celebration banquet for the Queen is the job you arranged for me, but Patton and the others invited me to the celebration banquet, and I accepted it. It was the way I chose to rest."
Mrs. Mosconi frowned, she couldn't fathom what Dio was trying to figure out after spending so much effort tossing around and finally coming to the celebration banquet.
Are you just tricking her?
But the next second, she was relieved again, and gave Roger a light salute:
"Lord Brando's knowledge and realm are unparalleled in the world, beyond the reach of my generation. I wish you a happy night."
Roger confirmed that Mrs. Mosconi's tone was sincere and not sarcastic, and could only reply: "Thank you, Miss. for taking care of me today."
"This is what I should do, and I hope that there will be more opportunities for cooperation in the future."
Mrs. Mosconi bowed slightly to him, spoke softly, and returned to the palace.
Looking at her back, Roger felt that Mrs. Mosconi must have misunderstood something, but he still didn't know how to explain it.
I just want to loaf around.
This is a new interpretation of loafing around, testing the system standards, and finding the best posture for lying down and facing up.
This has nothing to do with knowledge and realm, madam!
But since he said that the Queen of Eternal Night is a king beyond the times, Mrs. Mosconi believes that he is one of the most learned people in the Empire.
It's completely normal for this kind of person to act and she can't understand it.
After all, I'm just a little head maid.
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City of Mysteries, outside of the Great Library.
Inside the humble restaurant, a big man with a hood looked like he was drinking cup after cup.
It looks cool, but in fact, all attention is on the guests entering and leaving the big library opposite.
This is not someone else, it is Joestar, priest of the Goddess of War.
The Goddess of War, Tierra, used to have believers in the human race. After the empire banned the spreading of the Church of the Seven Gods doctrine, these believers went underground, waiting for the gods to return to teach the arrogant and rude queen a lesson.
Even without supernatural powers, faith can make people lose their minds and become puppets of the gods.
What's more, the gods of this world exist.
With the help of magic, it is easier to cultivate fanatical believers.
A fanatic who has lost his conscience and bottom line is willing to do anything, even giving up his life, just to gain a place in the kingdom of God after death.
Relying on the intelligence of the latent believers, Joestar learned that the Queen of Eternal Night had talked with a young man named Dio Brando before arranging the operation of pretending to be the Restoration Army.
"Do you think you're safe pretending to be a scumbag? The goddess's wisdom guides me!"
With the help of magic, Joestar confirmed that Roger had an inseparable relationship with the plan of pretending to be the Restoration Army.
So he prepared to give Roger the cruelest death.
However, the Charles' house is heavily guarded.
After the Great Library was bombed once by the Queen of Eternal Night, the protective formation was strengthened several times after the reconstruction, and the magister was still in charge.
Neither of these is a suitable place for hands-on work.
Lambs can be sacrificed at any time, but the lives of expert shepherds like Joestar are very precious.
He used magic to steal the hearts of the servants in Charles House. After confirming that Roger had teleported to the Great Library, he arranged an accident and temporarily destroyed the teleportation array in Charles House.
Then Joestar prepared to ambush him on Roger's only way back home.
Just like a top hunter, Joestar arranged a simple but effective trap for Roger with his mind and heart.
He drank wine, sat from noon until sunset, and did not see Roger leave the Great Library.
"Interesting."
Joestar was not impatient.
As a top hunter, he naturally had great patience.
Time continued to pass, and the lights are on.
It wasn't until the death of the night again.
Roger had yet to walk out of the big library.
The hunter's patience was running out.
Joestar couldn't believe it, how could a poor younger brother read books in the big library for an entire day?
Immediately, he became more and more certain that this was what the goddess was looking for.
Without such a hard-working spirit, how could Roger come up with a more vicious strategy than the Queen of Eternal Night, right?
The owner of the small restaurant looked at the guest in embarrassment and hesitated.
It's been a long since dinner time, and on weekdays he has already closed the stall.
But this guest officer who had been waiting here for a long time was filled with a terrifying aura, and it was getting more and more terrifying. He didn't dare to go up and bombard people.
"Humph!"
Joestar slapped a bag of gold coins on the table, "You can go home now."
The owner of the small restaurant picked up the bag and weighed it, he was stupefied.
These gold coins would enough to buy five shops like his.
Suddenly, he realized something turned around and ran.
This person paid so much money just to wait in his shop, the picture is huge...
He ran quickly to avoid being splattered with blood!
"I won't lose to a boy. Not to mention, this night will be very lively... Hehe, we’ll see how long you can endure it!"
Joestar poured the wine again, suppressing the irritability in his eyes.
He had already made up his mind that he will be more patient with that Roger today!
Fighting, wits and courage, he can't lose!
After all, he was the top practitioner of the Hamon Technique!
