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

Roger took a deep breath, first pressed the tally mark on his leg, communicated with the Eternal Night Empress, and explained to her that Angelina might be in danger, and his countermeasures.

After all, at this time, the only one who knows his two identities is that Majesty.

In order to avoid the uncontrollable butterfly effect, he can only ask her for help.

The Eternal Night Empress responded: "With my current state, if Jostar forcibly blocks the space, I may not be able to land and support you immediately."

Roger said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, the code name of this operation is... Your Majesty, fire at me!"

The Eternal Night Empress was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "It seems that the War High Priest chose the wrong target and misjudged the deep affection between siblings!"

There was a kind of comfort in her laughter that Roger didn't understand.

The Eternal Night Empress knew that Roger had taken Phoenix Blood Marrow and had Nirvana's blessing on him.

She also knew that he originally wanted to use this ability to get rid of Dio's identity.

But now he has decided to use this precious rebirth to save Ange, then next time there will be no such easy chance to escape.

In the end, Roger still took such a key step.

And in order to avoid Angelina and the Second National Welfare Institute from being harmed, and to minimize the means that Jostar might deploy, Roger launched a tit-for-tat layout.

From the Empress's perspective, this mixed kid has all kinds of problems, but when stimulated hard, he really bursts out with energy that ordinary people don't have.

Although this is a false "fearlessness".

But when such things are repeated again and again, and he is entrusted with the trust and dependence of others, when similar things happen again, knowing the danger, it is not so easy to shrink back...

This is the road we cannot avoid.

In order to protect the little things we care about in the end, we can only keep moving forward, and there is no way back.

The Eternal Night Empress sighed softly, and got up from the strange bath liquid with deep green color and coexisting vitality and destructive power.

The perfect and proud figure was exposed to the air, and she saw golden dark patterns, like poisonous insects, moving faster and faster under her skin, as if they had recovered their vitality.

These are all remnants of the War Goddess's divine power, and are colliding with her own huge magic power.

If two different sources of power were to wage war in someone else's body, let alone calmly talking and thinking like the Eternal Night Empress, they would probably faint directly from the pain.

The divine power personally displayed by the gods is a hundred times more pure than the self-detonation of fanatical believers, and it cannot be easily eliminated.

Even the Eternal Night Empress needs to use external force and spend a lot of time to gradually remove it from her body.

But now she chose to interrupt the treatment, walked out of the bathtub, and with a wave of her hand, a golden two-colored robe covered her body, blocking the terrifying scene of the divine power surging.

She walked out of the hidden hall under the Maple Spirit Moon Shadow Palace and walked towards the ground.

"Your Majesty, why did you end the medicinal bath early? Lady Lydia said that it would take at least 36 hours to fully remove the divine power, otherwise it would leave hidden dangers..."

Madam Mosconi immediately greeted her worriedly, blocking the Eternal Night Empress to prevent her from coming out.

The Eternal Night Empress stretched out a small white hand and waved it in front of Madam Mosconi:

"You see, I'm fine. Dilia is just a magister. How can she know more about divine power than I, who am above the legend? Her estimate is inaccurate."

"But I still want to believe her, at least she hasn't lied to me, this old woman, please continue to soak in the medicinal bath." Madam Mosconi stared at the Eternal Night Empress righteously.

"Madam, you will lose me if you hold grudges like this..."

The Eternal Night Empress sighed helplessly, her figure had flickered and disappeared.

"This child! Here we go again!"

Madam Mosconi's temples throbbed with anger.

It's never easy to be an invincible woman.

The Eternal Night Empress not only uses meditation to replace sleep, but also often fights forcibly while enduring the pain.

Although her combat power has always been at its peak, she is actually using advancement to hide the hidden dangers in her body.

At least her lifespan is far less than that of ordinary legendary mages, which is three to five hundred years.

Lydia, the second consultant of the Secret Law Society, specializes in magic potions and loves all kinds of human body modification.

She once judged that the Eternal Night Empress's remaining lifespan may be shorter than that of ordinary people.

This is one of the prices the Eternal Night Empress paid to gain power.

But the Empress has never cared.

For the Empress, the length of life is meaningless.

She only cares about what kind of glory she can create in the limited time.

Especially after learning from Roger that she may only have ten years left, and the Empire may only have ten years left, she became even more unscrupulous.

If she is targeted and killed by the gods, what is the use of having more remaining lifespan?

It is better to do more for this empire in a limited time.

So she accelerated the cleansing of the stubborn nobles in the council.

So she hoped that Roger could embark on the heroic path she expected.

So she did not hesitate to provide support for Roger.

All because she felt that the world could be without the Eternal Night Empress, but the Green Vine Empire should always exist proudly.

In this empire, humans can do what they approve of and yearn for under the stars, pursue the truth hidden under the prosperity of the world, and explore the magnificent scenery of infinite planes.

Instead of being the cattle and sheep of some existence, puppets on a string, repeating the boring hegemony of the past generations, using flesh and blood and faith to nourish the invincible gods.

The Eternal Night Empress has a big heart, but in this era, there are only a handful of people who truly have the vision to jump out of kingship and become stronger, and understand her.

Among those around her, only Roger, because of the era in which he was born, can barely comprehend a bit of the country she yearns for.

Therefore, she is waiting for him to grow up and is willing to pay the price to protect his growth.

That chat under the stars was definitely not just a monarch's trick to exchange loyalty.

One of the seven central magic towers of the huge magic circle under the capital of mysteries, the Eternal Night Empress appeared silently in the secret hall on the top floor.

She gently wiped the trace of blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, sat in the throne that would only be open to her, tapped the armrest lightly, and waited for the signal from that mixed kid.

......

......

Outskirts of the city of mysteries, Abyss Mill.

Although the name is eerie and terrifying, in fact, this is the most luxurious and extravagant pleasure place in the empire, similar to the ancient Jiaofang Division (教坊司: ancient entertainment and music division) and the modern entertainment industry.

A veritable den of gold.

Its predecessor was the Great Church of Saint Amalia, the god of music, built by Shelley I over thirty years.

The style is gorgeous and complex, and there are many miracles that can only be achieved with the help of divine power.

For example, incredible soundproofing effects, wonderful folding space, etc.

In the past, believers appreciated the miracles of beautiful music, but now it is a fig leaf for lsps (lsp: perverts) to indulge themselves.

The most famous brand of Abyss Mill is the Twelve Succubus Troupe.

It is said that each of them can stir up the most crazy desires in the hearts of the distinguished guests, bringing a near-perfect sensory experience, and they are strictly restricted by magic to the damage they can cause to the guests.

Of course, the Succubus Troupe is very expensive, and only one of them will receive guests every day.

Abyss Mill said it was to ensure the quality of service, but in fact it is a simple but very effective hunger marketing.

Roger restored his original appearance and walked out of the teleportation array for distinguished guests.

Well-trained waiters immediately stepped forward diligently to entertain the young master of the Charles family.

Although it was his first time here, with a right-hand prime minister sister and an empress-appointed marquis, his portrait had already spread throughout all the high-end places in the city.

As soon as he arrives, he automatically has the highest level VIP and enjoys the most distinguished service.

"I want to book the Succubus Troupe today." Roger put on a prodigal posture and said ostentatiously.

The waiter looked embarrassed: "Young Master Roger, you have come at a bad time. Miss Mina has already made an appointment today. How about..."

"I want her, let that guest change people." Roger said domineeringly.

The waiter couldn't make the decision and could only ask his superiors.

After some deliberation, the owner of Abyss Mill believed that the Charles family, who was in favor of the Holy See, could not be offended even more.

So, he ordered Mina to accompany Roger.

Prepare to come forward in person next to appease the guest who originally booked Mina...

But before he could do anything, he heard a flustered report from his subordinates:

"Boss, it's not good, Young Master Roger and Young Master Elvin bumped into each other!"

"What are you doing? Didn't you let that waste brother enter the suite quickly?"

"Young Master Roger said he wanted to appreciate the cultural relics of the cathedral first, and is touring with Mina. Young Master Elvin came..."

The mill owner rushed to persuade them to fight.

But not only was Little Elvin robbed of his reservation, but he was also madly ridiculed by Roger, and the scene was immediately very stiff.

Abyss Mill called the two into a box to discuss, but neither of the two young men would give in, and both wanted Mina, and even having two Succubus Troupes to accompany them could not quell their anger.

"These are two stubborn donkeys. We can't resolve this conflict. There's no way, notify both parents!"

The boss ordered helplessly.

He could see that these two were not here to find women, and were obviously more interested in fighting spirit.

Soon, Angelina arrived with a cold face and entered the box where the two young masters were trying to kill each other with their eyes.

She felt that her brother had gone too far this time. The capital of mysteries had just experienced a bloody night, and she had relaxed her discipline on him a little, but he had actually run to such a place!

Jostar saw this scene through Angelina's perspective and also felt that Roger had gone too far.

He had waited bitterly outside the Great Library all night and was forced to become a noodle cooker, but this guy was actually having fun in such a top-notch gold-selling cave!

"But this is also convenient for me to do it."

Jostar sensed the faint echo of the remaining miracles of the Great Church of Saint Amalia and felt that this wave was stable.

Divine power is riding on his face, the absolute home of believers, he doesn't even know how he can lose, okay?

Chapter 58 Same Trajectory, Different Ending 5K5

Elvin Rommel, known as Young Master Elvin in the upper class of the capital of mysteries, was born in a traditional magician family in the southern Green Vine Kingdom.

His childhood dream was to become an alchemist, but the mountains and rivers of the Green Vine Kingdom were broken, and he joined the National Guard Volunteer Army called by the Eternal Night Empress according to his father's wishes.

After that, Little Elvin began a miraculous path of promotion due to his outstanding performance, and became a major general at the age of twenty-six.

He is the model of the new generation of soldiers in the empire, and the youngest general before Dio.

In fact, he is strict with himself and very affectionate with his fiancée. This time, he was actually ordered by the Eternal Night Empress to cooperate with Roger in a performance.

This young handsome guy with the nickname "Fox of the Empire" has quite realistic acting skills and improvised with Roger on the spot, hard to hide from everyone present.

One is the young master of the Charles family, and the other is the youngest general of the empire.

It was unexpected but reasonable to fight each other for a breath.

Both are proud sons of heaven, plus this Charles family is quite good-looking, but it is a pity that he was born with a mouth.

When the owner of Abyss Mill went to invite Angelina, the prelude to Roger's layout was declared successful.

He and Elvin exchanged glances, and the two felt a sense of sympathy for each other, this feeling of deceiving the whole world...

It's so cool, okay?

Next, Roger will give up the stage and look forward to the appearance of the War High Priest Jostar.

Based on the previous analysis, Roger only speculated that Jostar had left a dark hand on Angelina.

After all, neither of the two legendary powerhouses found anything unusual.

But this in turn also represents that the divine art is powerful and hidden enough, belonging to a level beyond legend, and he has to guard against it.

So Roger must meet Angelina as soon as possible to confirm her safety.

No matter what Jostar's arrangement is, the original intention is to target him, this innocent tree hole, knowing that the front is a minefield, he has to go to the disco.