It's just that people are not enough, and some greed is far beyond reasonable estimation.
If someone wants to die, it really can't be stopped.
However, the Queen of Eternal Night has seen more storms and waves. After a moment of sentimentality, she walked out of the oppressed palace and saw the simple happiness of the citizens outside. She knew that her hard work was not meaningless, and the light of Qingteng would eventually shine on on more people.
Gradually also see.
Heaven and earth are big, there are no nobles, and I still have 400 million people.
They will prove my way is right!
Roger followed the Queen of Night into a pub in the Docklands.
There was a dwarf bard who had obviously drank too much, standing on the table chanting in a desolate voice: "It was the queen who gave me bread to feed my stomach, it was the queen who gave me sackcloth to ward off the cold, and it was the queen who gave me this wonderful night. ~~~”
The third-rate lyrics and music he wrote by himself are not very pleasant, but they are better than the simple melody and the true feelings of singing.
A group of sailors and laborers who made a living at the docks sang along with him, and the cheapest ale in their hands collided.
"There's always not enough ale!" The bard sang, blinking the eyes of the ghost spirit, and bowing to everyone in the tavern.
This is the rewarding part after the performance.
The Queen of Eternal Night found it interesting, and popped a gold coin to the tavern owner: "Invite him to drink!"
The tavern owner is a kind person, and he felt hot when he took the gold coins: "You are too much, it will make him drink and get into trouble."
The Queen of Eternal Night was puzzled, and Roger explained by the side: "One gold coin can buy hundreds of glasses of ale, and he drinks so much tonight that he doesn't know how to control it. As much as you reward him, he will dare to drink as much as he can, and he will drink himself. die."
"But this is only a gold coin." The Queen of Eternal Night implied that she had no coins of smaller denominations on her body.
The nobles may eat dozens of gold coins in one meal, but who would have thought that a single gold coin could make the commoners die of intoxication
Roger smiled and told the tavern owner for her: "This lady invited everyone to a drink, and the rest will invite the poet."
The tavern owner complimented: "The guests are generous."
"Thank you, beautiful lady!" The coolies and sailors also raised their glasses to the Queen of Eternal Night when they heard the news.
The dress and temperament of these two people surpassed many levels in this area, and there will never be anyone who can't open their eyes to look for something to provoke.
If there is a petty thief, even if he can't control himself, the bartender will teach him to be a man.
The boss ordered the handsome maid to sort out a table in the secluded place on the second floor, and serve two glasses of ale and a few plates of side dishes, all in that gold coin.
The more ancient and backward the era, the greater the gap between the rich and the poor.
The Queen of Eternal Night didn't know what was going on in her little head. Some of them raised their wine glasses and took a sip.
Suddenly he couldn't help frowning and almost spit it out.
Seeing that the men below were drinking so lively and enjoying themselves, she thought it was such a good wine.
When you put it in your mouth, you will find it bitter and muddy. I don’t know which step the impurities are floating in, and the storage process is not distracting.
Roger was not surprised by the performance of the Queen of Eternal Night.
She didn't get to the point where she didn't eat minced meat, but she was also a little princess in brocade clothes and jade food. How could she experience this kind of joy in pain.
He raised his glass of ale with a sense of superiority: "After hard work, alcohol brings a little numbness, which is the best enjoyment. Just gulp it down and you're done."
Roger raised the ale in front of him, wanting to give His Majesty a sigh of relief.
But Qiangqi Ganyun raised the cup, his face froze as soon as he entered, and the hand could no longer be raised.
[This, how can this wine be so difficult to drink? 】
Although he is not a little princess, but the modern diet technology is constantly improving and iterating, even the blending of industrial alcohol is much better than this...
The people of Qingteng are too bitter! The industrialization of magic is imminent!
The Queen of Evernight watched him fail in pretending to force, and the corners of her mouth slowly rippled into a smile, she pretended to be considerate and took the wine glass for him, and wiped the corners of his mouth for him with her sleeve: "I have been professionally trained, so I don't laugh easily. "
Roger returned an embarrassed but polite smile, only to feel ashamed.
He coughed and staggered the topic: "One day, the daily life enjoyed by the nobles can also enter the homes of ordinary people, and the wine, meat and clothing will not be something that these laborers can't achieve in their lives."
The Queen of Eternal Night suddenly asked, "Is this your ideal country?"
Roger asked back, "Isn't this the country your Majesty's ideal?"
She tilted her head and thought for a while, then said earnestly: "If you want to add one more, I am invincible in the world!"
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Duke of South Carneton Beppu.
Cornelia returned to her room, and the first thing she did was find the cursed magic makeup tray and send out all the information about Roger's strength.
The spiritual power surpasses the legend, the magic level is a junior magician, and this has long ago caused many of his outrageous performances.
Then she threw the dressing table on the ground as if her hands were hot, exhausted all her strength, and spread it on her princess bed.
To be able to come back alive, I really don't know how many years of good luck have been consumed...
It's a pity that the quality of the magic makeup tray is very good. It rolled on the ground a few times, and it was intact as before, and it sent a "di" in reply provocatively.
"Ah, don't come here!"
She covered her head with a pillow, for fear that the reply came from the guy who held her soul contract and sent a new task list.
For Cornelia, tonight is really scaring the baby to death, trying frantically on the edge of death.
The nobles collectively asked for orders to exile Roger, and the Queen of Eternal Night fought back hard, but the final result was only to stun the eldest duke and the other nobles to retreat.
This is simply a miracle!
Although the courteous performance of the nobles will become a joke of the empire when it is spread, but at least their lives are still there.
The murderousness of the Eternal Night Queen is much weaker than in the previous years.
This kind of dangerous intelligence work is really not suitable for this lady, let's end such a terrible night!
Cornelia closed her eyes and prayed, but unfortunately, her door was pushed open.
The Duke of South Carneton said with a gloomy expression: "Get up and pack up, we're going."
"Father, go home in a few days." Cornelia pouted and coquettishly.
Audubo is much more lively than the Duchy of South Carneton. Although she signed a soul contract, she got a lot of fashionable and beautiful outfits because of this, and she is going to continue to show a few waves in the circle of noble ladies of the imperial capital.
"No, we are leaving the Ivy Empire." The Duke of South Carneton gave an answer that made Cornelia look pale.
"Father, why?"
"Because of Roger, who do you think will be the first to investigate after the establishment of the Night Guard?"
Whether it was the temptation by the river that night or the leading provocation at the ball, the Duke of South Carneton felt that he had become the number one enemy of the Charles family.
Of course, there is another reason he didn't say, that is, the Queen of Evernight is so determined, and the price of food will definitely not rise in the short term.
The food he hoarded with all his family's property is now the price of sand, and he will go bankrupt if he stays in the Qingteng Empire.
He needs to find a place where he can sell the food at a high price, such as the orc tribe that has just been defeated by the Empire.
The defeated country's soldiers are in chaos, and they must be especially short of food now, right
Even if you don't have the money to buy it, it's not bad to get a group of beautiful orc slaves like Tashica.
As long as he has money and people, he is still a handsome nobleman in another place!
Just a few days ago, a broker came to the door, promising to help his family move to other countries.
At that time, the Duke of South Carneton felt that he had saved the life of the Queen of Eternal Night, and the Holy Family, Zhenglong, could not use this kind of service.
As a result, the ungrateful queen is not guaranteed!
It's time for me to go to the wider world, sit and watch her rise up and watch her collapse~
This is the escape route of my Duke of South Carneton, you can't think of it
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Odu, Military Department, Underground.
A contact center for sparrows.
Margaret did not sleep at all, and excitedly instructed her subordinates: "Three more noble families have requested immigration services? Arrangements, all can be arranged!"
Putting down the communication crystal, Margaret praised: "Your Majesty is really a clever plan, everything is in her calculations, and sure enough, these nobles can't sit still and are ready to flee!"
The subordinates were also nurtured by Margaret to become the ardent fans of the Queen of Eternal Night, and they praised: "As expected of Your Majesty!"
This group of nobles from the empire fled, thinking they were looking for some mysterious organization, but it turned out that they were all pretending to be sparrows.
Now Margaret marked the route of these nobles to leave the country on the map, and was ready to send another regular army disguised as hemp bandits to set up an ambush on the way these immigrants must pass.
People can leave, and the money is left for the little aunt!
The sparrow who was in charge of contacting the Duke of South Carneton asked for instructions: "My lord, the Duke of South Carneton wants to take the food to the orc tribe, shall we grab it?"
"Go to the orc tribe to sell food? Hehe, whatever he wants!"
Margaret recalled the secret pact she had just signed with the orcs, and showed a sinister smile.