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

Taibeira's eyes widened in anger.

Are you guys from the Boundless Dream Realm being impolite? Leaving a god waiting here with no tea or snacks?

No, elves are an elegant, ancient, and very polite race.

The nimble priest returned, preparing a strange 'stool' for Taibeira.

The back of the chair was very large, taller than a person, and filled with strange words such as 'Route 50,' 'Route 4396,' 'State Grid Station,' and 'Top Eight Station.'

There was a small shed for shade and rain, but the only place to sit was a small crossbar.

Afraid that Taibeira would be bored, they thoughtfully prepared a projection device, looping Dio Brando's promotion for the Saint Taibeira Pig Farm.

"You... you are going too far!"

Taibeira's straight nose was crooked with anger.

She was, after all, a god, having seen many different worlds, and she knew this wasn't a stool, but a bus stop sign.

So, was this implying she was a bus?

And what the hell was the Saint Taibeira Pig Farm!

At this moment, the elven priest walked gracefully, respectfully holding a plate of delicious-looking delicacies:

"Your Excellency, please enjoy the Shrimp Heart with Pork." (a play on words meaning 'cruel intentions')

"Get out, get out, get out! Oh, this is your home... I'll get out!"

Taibeira trembled all over, completely infuriated!

She directly tore through the void and returned to her own divine kingdom.

This damn Boundless Dream Realm, she never wanted to come here again in her life!

Compared to her aggressive arrival, she could be said to have fled with her tail between her legs.

Taibeira also felt unbelievable. How could Orseya, whom she used to play with at will, become as disgusting as herself after just one night?

Not long after the Goddess of War left.

The elven priest said to a silver-haired, red-horned little devil, "Lady Margaret, Lady Orseya invites you."

"Okay!"

Margaret followed the elven priest, walking with an arrogant gait, her arrow-tipped tail swaying behind her.

Her small appearance was extremely smug.

Who is the most capable, smartest, and most versatile prime minister under the Queen?

It's definitely me, Margaret!

Although this is a diplomatic relationship that is bound to collapse in the future, the initial goodwill is skyrocketing. Who else can do that?

Who else?

Of course, all of my achievements are based on Her Majesty's wise leadership!

And that speech Dio made in the square was also very interesting...

Huh.

Margaret suddenly realized something, and her tail stopped wagging.

No, judging from this speech, Dio Brando understands human relationships and his ability to stir emotions is definitely top-notch in the empire.

This is completely different from the emotional intelligence he showed in the cabinet meetings, where he offended everyone!

So, just like the performance in the square, was his 'cabinet madness' these days also an act?

Therefore, his true identity is a shill who is cooperating with Her Majesty to mobilize the enthusiasm of the cabinet!

Therefore, this guy's strategic level is even more terrifying than she estimated...

From a little doubt, Margaret quickly grasped many contradictions in the persona of 'Dio'.

She secretly sent a message to her subordinates.

"Go protect Dio Brando, he must not be harmed!"

Since it was determined that Dio was acting, and the reason he was still alive despite his performance was scrutinized, then it could only be that he was executing the Queen's orders.

And it was the kind of execution that sacrificed his own future.

Such a huge sacrifice made Margaret's favorability towards Dio skyrocket.

So, you are also a toxic fan.

As long as the Queen is happy, the whole world can be destroyed, right?

In this second, Margaret completely agreed with everything Dio Brando did.

Whether it was compiling imperial history, starting a group in the cabinet, or building a pig farm, he would unconditionally execute any order from the Queen.

Naturally, Margaret also felt a sense of urgency.

Compared to what Dio did for the Queen, I still have a long way to go to become a qualified toxic fan!

Fearless of sacrifice! Meeting difficulties head-on!

Margaret will work hard to become stronger today!

......

......

At the same time, the Second National Welfare Institute.

Because she was distracted by the anomalies and battles in the sky, Angelina took some extra time to complete the consolation and comforting of the newly admitted orphans.

Confirming that the newly admitted orphans had been properly settled, she finally felt relieved.

Naturally, she added a large amount of investment to this place.

This gentle, beautiful, and unpretentious Right Prime Minister was genuinely loved by the children.

Everyone actively followed her to the door, reluctantly seeing her off.

Some children gave Angelina handicrafts they had made.

Angelina accepted them, smiling and encouraging, "Little Maen is getting smarter and smarter!"

For various reasons, a large proportion of the children in the welfare home have congenital physical defects.

Little Maen belongs to the category of intellectual development delays.

These types of defects can be cured by magic, but it is very expensive.

If it is a healthy child, gritting your teeth and raising them means there is a labor force.

But if they are born disabled, poor families can't bear to kill them, so they can only abandon them, praying that the child meets a kind person.

This is a major reason why there are many orphans even in the empire's peaceful times.

In the end, the national strength is still insufficient.

Angelina strongly advocates the construction of welfare homes, of course not for corruption or kickbacks, and will not allow the院长 (dean/director) to spend limited financial resources on gifts to please her.

But Angelina feels that the handicrafts made by children and some small snacks are a kind of intention.

There is a room in Charles's mansion that stores a lot of these things that seem very rough and simple at first glance.

"Sister, these are snacks I made, eat them!"

Another four or five-year-old girl with pigtails came up, her cute little face without any flaws.

"What beautiful snacks, and you are also very beautiful!"

Angelina's eyes lit up slightly, and she accepted the snacks, taking a small bite on the spot as encouragement, and poked the little girl's face.

She inexplicably thought of her younger brother being forced to wear a little skirt when he was a child, he was also so beautiful... hehe.

The two legendary mages who had been following Angelina did not have any doubts, and their faces were filled with relieved smiles.

Their adult is working hard for the empire, dedicating a lot, and has countless things to think about all day long.

After the sudden imperial capital blood night, she has to lead the overall situation of post-disaster reconstruction, and also prepare the logistics for the revenge against the church.

From yesterday to now, she has been frowning.

Only when she is among these innocent children will the Right Prime Minister show a relaxed expression, temporarily forgetting those worries.

Carrying a large pile of gifts, Angelina left the National Welfare Institute.

The children also dispersed.

Several slightly older girls surrounded a slender little figure in a corner rarely seen by people.

"Jinx, you are so scheming, when did you start secretly learning to make snacks?"

These girls are usually Jinx's 'friends'.

Today, they saw her suddenly take out a snack and win the smile of Lady Angelina, and also received praise from the嬷嬷 (caretakers).

The ship of friendship has capsized.

In the pushing and shoving, Jinx, or rather, Josta, was pushed to the ground.

The leading girl revealed a broken piece of porcelain in her hand, the sharp break resting against Josta's delicate little face.

The world of children looks innocent, but they already understand negative emotions such as jealousy, anger, and envy.

But because their understanding of the world is limited, they do not know the consequences that their actions may cause.

This kind of unconstrained and unrestrained behavior, only to vent emotions, is sometimes quite cruel.

At the beginning of humanity, there is no good or evil, only the colors of adults are stained due to the living environment, and clumsy imitations are made.

What's more, this is a group of orphans.

Most of the children who return from hell to the human world have seen the coldness and warmth of human relationships in advance, and have their own set of survival wisdom.

If an excellent seedling who steals their limelight appears around them, destroying them will make their own competitiveness higher, and they will get more resources.

Or, the possibility of being abandoned again becomes smaller.

This is a fairly simple and unadorned philosophy of survival.

Josta was pressed to the ground, facing the big girl that she couldn't resist with her small arms and legs, revealing a bright smile:

"Hehe, human cubs, you are so naive and stupid, you have learned infighting at such a young age?"

"What are you talking about? Beg for mercy!"

The leading girl pressed down hard on the broken piece of porcelain.

Crimson blood beads appeared on Josta's face.

"But unfortunately, you haven't learned to choose your target, hehehe!"

Josta was still smiling, but under the reflection of the blood, the smile seemed both crazy and evil.

"Madman, you are already crazy!"

Several older girls were frightened by her appearance, their backs chilled and they wanted to escape, but found their hands and feet weak and powerless.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it won't hurt at all!"

Josta inserted a small hand into the chest of the leading girl.

Blood gathered towards Josta's hand, and her weak state gradually became stronger.

The leading girl lowered her head and found that there was an empty hole in her chest, and her heart was gone!

Without a heart, she would die, right?

But why is it that even though there is a hole in her chest, she really doesn't feel any pain?

The other children were also frightened.

They wanted to call for help and scream, but no sound came out beyond three steps.

Soon after, several big girls walked back to their rooms with empty eyes.

Only when they unbuttoned their clothes would they find that there was a shocking hole in their chest.

Josta sat on the railing, dangling her two small legs, and let out a satisfied burp.