She knew, but she didn't care.

She had a good relationship with everyone, except for Margaret. They could argue within three sentences.

Now, even with her good temper, she had completely given up on repairing the relationship with this little devil.

Currently, she was busy managing her younger brother's knighting ceremony.

The Charles manor was filled with nobles from the entire capital.

Angelina was a respected Right Minister, and now her brother was being granted the title of Marquis of Lakapas without any merit. What did this signify?

It meant that the current Empress was extremely fond of the Charles siblings!

The Charles family was now the second biggest power in the capital!

You ask who's first?

That's naturally the Empress herself!

Sucking up to those in power was a necessary skill for nobles.

The Charles manor rarely felt so 'crowded'.

The guests were all rich and influential.

Furthermore, countless eligible young ladies, dressed in flamboyant and alluring attire, hoped for a chance 'encounter' with Marquis Roger.

But Roger was in no mood to pick up girls right now.

Looking at the bustling scene, he knew that his system reward for today would be ruined!

There were too many people!

Being the center of attention didn't feel relaxing at all, and he was certain the reward would be gone.

Yesterday it was his blood mother, today it's his sister.

He had only transmigrated for three days, and he had already lost two treasure chests!

Despite his heavy heart, Roger had to keep putting on a sincere and happy smile to greet the guests.

The entire capital was full of ten-year-old hardcore fans of the Eternal Night Empress.

If someone with ulterior motives discovered his heavy heart and recorded it, they would inevitably accuse him of being greedy and dissatisfied with His Majesty only granting him a small marquisate...

Sigh, this is too hard for me!

It just so happened to be during the Eternal Night Empress's peak of popularity, and he was also associated with her.

"Report, His Majesty's special envoy has arrived!"

An excited shout came from the Duke's manor guards outside.

The young master's knighting, and His Majesty even sent a special envoy personally, what a great honor!

Upon hearing this, Roger's face twitched, and his smile almost broke.

Blood mother, you're still haunting me, aren't you?

But he couldn't do anything because the Empress's special envoy had already entered the manor.

Like Moses parting the sea, the crowd automatically made way.

Clang, clang.

Everyone could immediately tell that the special envoy wasn't a person!

It was actually a mithril golem flickering with powerful magical fluctuations!

It walked directly to Roger, and the hatch on its chest opened, floating out a sapphire amulet as deep as the sea.

At the same time, a projection of the Eternal Night Empress holding a goblet appeared:

"Esteemed guests, let us raise our glasses to the Empire's young and valiant Marquis of Lakapas!"

"Raise our glasses to Marquis Lakapas!"

Immediately, the entire venue cheered, screamed, and frantically toasted Roger.

The gazes of the nobles, both great and small, towards Roger were filled with envy and jealousy, bordering on madness!

The Empress personally toasted this kid!

What a huge honor!

"Bless you all, enjoy the banquet, my people!"

The Empress's projection disappeared.

The atmosphere of the celebration banquet soared to one peak after another!

The nobles reveled in wine, sang, and danced, immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

Many nobles might not even see the Empress a few times in their entire lives.

Now they had seen the Empress and received her blessing!

Thank you, Marquis Roger, I feel so good!

Even the wine blessed by the Empress tastes sweeter!

Let's get hyped!

Watching the jubilant imperial nobles, Roger was dumbfounded.

Are you kidding me?

The Eternal Night Empress isn't even at the celebration, but the celebration still has her legend?

This projection is just like a superstar wishing a nobody a happy birthday on a live broadcast?

The nobody becomes popular, but also attracts a lot of hatred!

Feeling the gazes of those noble young ladies, Roger's scalp went numb.

Is my good-for-nothing brother going to become the nation's little brother?

Don't come over here!

Angelina was beaming with pride, grabbing Roger's hand, excitedly and almost crying:

"Brother, His Majesty is too good to us!"

Roger silently pushed away her hand and muttered softly:

"What's so good about it? The Empress is just a troublemaker!"

These words scared Angelina silly.

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Quickly accept the gift!"

She covered Roger's mouth and then pushed him towards the mithril golem.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty, I'm so grateful to you..."

Roger could only kneel down helplessly, his hands trembling as he received the sapphire amulet from the mithril golem.

With this wave of the Empress's special envoy, he was guaranteed to be the headline news in the City of Mysteries tomorrow.

And then, another treasure chest...

Poof, gone!

Under Angelina's urging, Roger wore the sapphire amulet and greeted the scrutiny of the nobles.

Smiling brightly and posing on the surface, he was inwardly furious and calculating:

"Sister one, Empress two! Sooner or later, I will all of you... Never mind, I can't afford to retaliate!"

I'm just a useless brother, what can I do?

Roger looked at the increasingly high emotions of the nobles and deeply felt that human joys and sorrows are not shared...

Suddenly, he saw a corner of the banquet hall.

There was a silver-haired, red-horned little devil constantly drinking.

Although she was smiling, she was constantly emitting a cold aura around her, making strangers stay away.

Roger of course recognized that it was Left Minister Margaret.

Fortunately, there was another little ceiling fan who wasn't happy either!

In the middle of the plot, Margaret would make a mistake and be hung up by the Empress to spank her butt, spinning on the roof like a ceiling fan.

That was a famous scene that countless players loved to see.

Her somewhat bitchy but actually extremely pure contrasting personality, her petite and exceptionally hot figure, her little expression of anger and fear when bullied, her bouncing little butt,...

Tsk tsk tsk!

For a while, it was popular all over the internet.

Sending the GIF to the group, it immediately fast-forwarded to asking for the license plate number with a friend.

This little ceiling fan is the Empress's die-hard fan.

The most die-hard and purest kind.

Seeing the Charles family in the limelight, she must be particularly unhappy.

Roger thought, this night, I can't be the only one feeling uncomfortable.

Using the excuse of toasting, he walked through the venue and quietly moved to Margaret's side.

"Left Minister, my sister and I don't understand magic. Can you tell me, what is the name of this amulet and what does it do?"

Roger took out the sapphire amulet and 'humbly' asked Margaret for advice.

Margaret's little face instantly darkened as if it was about to drip water.

Is this Roger 484 stupid? Doesn't he know that I have a feud with his sister?

I was beaten by His Majesty yesterday because of you, and now you're asking me what the gift His Majesty gave you is?

Damn!

I want to strangle him!

You look like a human, why do you act like a dog!

Damn, damn, damn.

But with countless eyes watching, Margaret couldn't really do anything.

The little ceiling fan tiptoed and leaned close to Roger's ear, her breath like orchids: "Artifact, Heart of the Deep Sea Amulet, its function is to make you unable to seek death... Crack!"

The wine glass in her hand cracked, but she immediately repaired it with magic, as a demonstration of the artifact's function.

"I see, thank you, Left Minister. In terms of mystical knowledge, you are indeed far superior to my sister!"

Roger was also shocked. His Majesty actually gave him an artifact?

A free artifact, and it sounds like it's for saving lives?

This wave doesn't seem like a loss, it might even be a profit?

Because of his absent-mindedness, the last sentence was just said casually.

Margaret has the strength of an Archmage, and her mystical knowledge is deeper than their siblings, isn't that a matter of course?

But the speaker was unintentional, and the listener took it to heart.

Margaret's lungs were about to explode with anger at this time.

Your sister can see through the true relationship of the gods. In terms of mystical knowledge, who in the current empire dares to say they are deeper than her?

Sister just made me lose face in front of His Majesty yesterday!

Now the younger brother is exposing my shortcomings in person...

You siblings are not good people, ganging up to bully me!

Wuuuuuuuu!

The whole world is bullying me!

And I can't fight back!

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