The Queen Villainess Eavesdrops on My Heart and Won’t Let Me Slack Off

In the capital.

Under the witness of everyone, their invincible queen defeated the powerful enemy and protected the Mysterious Capital!

"Such a big Goddess of War, Her Majesty took out a small green leather whip, and with a bang, guess what? She's gone!"

The bard vividly explained the battle that took place at dusk for the citizens who missed the battle of "The Queen Defeats the Goddess".

"Long-lived the Queen!"

Then came the heart-wrenching roars of a lot of people in the empire, causing everyone around them to roar along with them.

On this day, the capital was like a wolf's den as countless people roared.

The Anti Chamber of Commerce may be the biggest winner by relying on the lozenges that have been hoarded in advance.

I have to say, this is some wonderful misunderstanding.

At the last moment, the two sides were full of momentum, and the sky was so quiet that there was not even a single bird, only the Queen of Eternal Night and the Goddess of War were facing each other.

Then, the Goddess of War disappeared and evaporated.

It must be the Queen of Eternal Night who smashed the Goddess of War with her eyes!

Therefore, in the hearts of the imperial people, the Goddess of War is no longer a goddess, but a manipulative tool for the imperial pigs!

In mid-air, the Queen of Eternal Night made a gesture of "basic operation", and made a detached expression that everything was under my control, soothing the enthusiasm of the imperial people.

Their hearts are very confused, what happened just now?

Even though she knew she couldn't beat her, she still had some regrets, she wanted to fight until dawn, but her opponent suddenly lost power.

She's not a frog seed, she can't learn the vine whip, it's not her output!

Besides, I'm just a rookie who can just break through the defenses of the gods, and the road to slaughtering the gods is still long and difficult. How can I turn the incarnation of the Goddess of War into ash in a second?

She subconsciously looked at Roger.

Before she knew it, the queen had developed the habit of "prosecuting Roger for nothing".

And sure enough, this kid looked at the sky, thoughtfully, and started explaining the current situation:

[Well, this line... isnt this hard to beat, the goddess of war made the god of nature anxious, so even this god of nature couldn't help but stand up and backstab. 】

[The Goddess of War has lost her way home in this wave. The power of faith has been spent, she hasn't defeated Her Majesty, nor has she established any prestige, and has been overshadowed by the God of Nature on faith, I am afraid that little bitch is now full of anger, isnt she? 】

[Although the seven gods are a group, in the matter of pitting them against the Goddess of War, I think the God of Nature would be very interested. Maybe there is a chance to cooperate? 】

The Queen mused on Roger's analysis and secretly agreed, um, then case solved.

Alas, this feeling of not having to use one's brain, is so good!

Go back and arrange for Margaret to secretly contact the God of Nature; see if there is any chance of cooperation!

I am so wise!

Unconsciously, the Queen of Eternal Night has also changed.

In the past, even if she didn't publicly declare that it was Roger's idea, she would quietly reward him.

But when she found out that this guy was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, he didn't know how to be grateful for even the best reward, and she just wanted to lie down, she began to feel no psychological pressure for prostitution.

The emperor rewarded the loyalty of his subjects.

But the opposite side is locked in loyalty, without any sense of honor, and a lazy body with only that daring…

Then what can the queen do? She can't transform herself into a female bodhisattva and give benefits every day, right?

So she also knew that the Huairou policy doesn't work, right? Well, then use the handle to clamp him down and not give him a chance to escape!

The Queen of Eternal Night worked through her exhaustion and handled the finishing work. She sent a message to Roger: "Be careful of the followers of the Goddess of War."

Roger couldn't transmit his voice directly, and it was inappropriate to shout with a large number of people in the middle, so he could only pretend that his legs were itchy and his hands touched the right character: "Ok."

The Queen of Eternal Night nodded slightly, did not stop any longer, and directly teleported back to Fengling Moon Shadow Palace, announcing that all visitors were temporarily declined.

Roger realized something while looking at the figure of the Queen of Eternal Night disappearing into the air.

After all, the Goddess of War is an old-fashioned god. The Queen of Eternal Night has just had a wave of projections with her, but the surface is light, and I am afraid that I will suffer a lot...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration.

The Goddess of War was stunned by Pig Sun, and the Queen of Eternal Night was seriously injured and looked as usual...

How can these women pretend like this?

Roger felt that playing a "cabinet madman" had exhausted all his skills, while the women had incorporated performances into their daily lives.

They maintain their image, and intrigue, and do everything they can!

All of them have great scheming!

Fortunately, Dio's identity is about to undergo nirvana soon, and he is about to get rid of this vortex of intrigue.

A gentleman does not stand under a wall of danger. He is an honest man who is always exposed to these scheming women. It is too dangerous.

And to ensure that the followers of the Goddess of War would attack him ruthlessly, Roger is going to personally come forward to pull a wave of hatred.

After all, believers are lurking in, and the number is limited.

This wave of pigs has performed outstandingly. If you want to overshadow them and ensure that believers give priority to killing the chief of the city's defense station, they must do some extra operations.

Just acting like the pigs is not enough to die.

With Roger's steadiness, he felt that at least the believers needed to know that he was the master planner of this magnificent performance.

To prevent believers from pulling their hips, they don't know who the primary target is at that time.

At this time, the breeding pigs were also exhausted, leaving little mottled marks on the statue.

They were panting heavily, leaning against the statue of the Goddess of War as if in prostration, reluctant to part.

In the limited memory of the pigs, this was a particularly enjoyable and happy release.

It feels so good to be super-god, and the pigs still want to be super.

Roger walked onto the tall platform in the center of the small square and stopped the citizens who have scattered one after another: "Everyone, taking this opportunity of the Queen's victory, I, Dio Brando, want to announce a great news!"

He was wearing the uniform of the commander-in-chief of the city defense army, and a large star on his shoulder dazzled brightly.

Although the capital City Defense Forces are the culprits, they are after all maintaining the law and order of the capital of the Empire, and their rank is not low.

No matter how much Roger is airborne, he has to be given the treatment he deserves, and he is qualified to be decorated with a general star on his epaulets.

Such a young general, and so handsome that one can't take their eyes off of him, many people stopped in their tracks, wanting to see what this kid stopped everyone to announce.

Although I don't want to admit that this is a face-seeing world, it is always more attractive to have a handsome guy and a big beauty in front of everyone.

And why does the name Dio Brando sound familiar?

Someone soon remembered, isn't this the upright historian who edited the history of the empire?

Although Dio only edited the tenth volume, because the first five have all run away, they are not qualified to sign on the history of the empire. Citizens of the natural empire only remember Dio.

This is the direct proportion of risk and benefit. Dio took the risk of losing his official position to compile the history of the empire, and the credit for coaxing his predecessors naturally belongs to him.

Seeing everyone stop, Roger showed a satisfied smile.

The more people who stayed, the faster the news spread.

The higher the enthusiasm of everyone's discussion, the more the followers of the natural goddess of war hate themselves.

The plan works!

Roger's first showdown:

"My lord, the chief of the city defense station, on the first day of taking over the city defense army, thank you for liking the little program I arranged, and I didn't waste my hard work in picking pigs."

The citizens laughed, these breeding pigs were found by your kid?

"Lord Brando, good!"

"Please do it a few more times! We haven't seen enough!"

"I'll donate military expenses to the city defense army and buy more pigs!"

"Donate military funds to buy pigs? Please be a person and give the goddess of war a rest."

"Fuck the goddess of war!"

All citizens burst into laughter.

Roger smiled in satisfaction.

Now everyone should remember that I am the chief planner of the Japanese pig, discuss it well, and help me spread the word to all believers!

Of course, this is not the end.

Roger took out a magic scroll, opened it, and projected the new icon he commissioned Sophie and Amti Chamber of Commerce to design on the square:

A golden shield with a sketch of the goddess of war engraved on it.

However, her charming head was replaced by a pig's head.

The style of painting is simple but expressive, with an inexplicable sense of joy, but it has a unique degree of recognition, which can make people remember at a glance, and then think of the two or three things that have to be said between the goddess of war and the pig...

Don't look at the simplicity of this icon, Roger has been extorted by Sophie out of 500 gold coins. It is only hiring a master painter to achieve this effect.

It turns out that the only disadvantage of expensive things is that they are expensive.

The citizens present saw the spectacular scene of pigs charging on the square with their own eyes, and couldn't help showing a knowing smile that they all knew.

But they were still a little confused about what this young man wanted to do.

Just draw an icon to entertain the goddess of war? Selling souvenirs for this event?

It's just this kind of feeling that sucks money, isn't it necessary, my lord?

Seeing everyone's curious eyes, Roger didn't give a shit, and explained with a smile:

"Thanks to the Goddess of War, everyone fully realized how powerful and sturdy our pigs are. Later, we will cooperate with the Amti Chamber of Commerce to invest in the construction of the Santa Bella pig farm. Let more citizens of the empire share the fruits of this victory!"

Santa Tybella...a pig farm?

The citizens of the square were stunned for a moment, then laughed.

The goddess of war's divine name is Tybella.

Then you named a pig farm "Santa"?

Are the followers of the Goddess of War crazy?

To share the fruits of victory is to eat the meat of the Sun God Swine or its descendants?

This... is kind of interesting!

"Good, Lord Brando!"

"For the sake of the parents who died on the bloody night of the capital, I will only eat the pork from Santa Tybella in the future!"

"Does eating this pork give strength to last as long as the pigs? Well, I'm going to buy a ton for my husband!"

The citizens burst into laughter again, and the atmosphere was even warmer than before.

The idea that this Lord Dio Brando was thinking of is a little out of place, a little trivial...

But we like this kind of stuff that doesn't have six and three vulgarities!

Dio felt everyone's high mood, showed a charming smile, and said passionately:

"I assure everyone that the Santa Tybella pig farm was built for the empire to fight against the gods. After removing the expenses for maintaining daily operations, all profits will be donated to the imperial military!"

"Lord Brando good!"

"I assure everyone that every piece of pork sold by the Santa Bella pig farm is the descendant of today's super god pig!"

"Lord Brando good!"

"I assure everyone that the breeding pigs of the Santa Bella pig farm must continue to charge the goddess of war for more than an hour to be considered qualified. This standard will never be lowered!"

"Lord Brando good!"

"I recommend a dish to everyone, shrimp and pig heart, the essence of super god pig and pig! Thank you goddess for dedicating her heart to us!"

"Lord Brando, good! Good! Good!"

The imperial people were almost going crazy with laughter.

As we all know, the core slogan of the followers of the goddess of war is "dedicate your heart to the goddess".

But now we imperial people directly eat the pig hearts you donated, what do you think, believers?

Is it arrogant? But we, Her Majesty the Queen of Eternal Night, have defeated your goddess, so we can be so crazy!

At this moment, the imperial people in the square, even the soldiers of the city defense army and the employees of the Amti Chamber of Commerce think that Lord Dio is too charming.

We would like to call him the first person to revive the capital!

Who would have thought that the goddess who could not be provoked in the past has now become a hot weapon for the breeding pigs of the empire, the gold standard for testing business ability!

When the pork the capitalized by Santa Tybella is on the market, what will be served is not gourmet food, but plates of war goddess jokes!

Even the imperial people who don't like pork think they can buy some and eat it happily.

Seeing that the fire was almost over, Roger ordered his subordinates to put on the red robes for the pigs, wear a big red flower on the chest, stamp the trademark of Santa Bella Pig Farm on the buttocks, and carry them on a flatbed truck.

The magicians have quietly used magic to restore their physical strength. At this moment, they look majestic, and they will give birth to the most delicious piglets!

Although it was getting late, the city defense army stood by with the magic crystal lantern, and the military band played the wedding march, which made the pigs shine even brighter, and the whole city could see it!

Roger announced loudly:

"Although the bridal chamber is ahead of schedule, the city defense army is willing to make up a ceremony for the grooms and officials to travel around the city. Let's celebrate your majesty's victory together!!!"

After blowing his horn for a long time, Roger finally attributed the glory to the queen, further igniting the enthusiasm of the imperial people!

Although the pig team made great achievements today, the queen is the MVP, and the thigh-level mages' output accounted for 99%.

If you don't praise the queen, how can you be called an imperial person?

The troop of pigs marched forward, and Roger naturally followed.

He scattered all the city defense troops and arranged an iron barrel formation with no dead ends to fully protect the team of pigs parading through the streets.

No one doubts this order.

Everyone knows that the real purpose of today's action is to attract followers of the goddess of war, and the super god pigs are the bait.

Spread out the formation, walk all over the city, and take the initiative to create an environment that is convenient for those mad believers. Can they hold back?

As for the less protective power around Lord Dio...

The ordinary soldiers were so excited that they didn't expect it.

And it's all in Roger's calculations.

He took the initiative to stand up for hatred, just to make the followers of the Goddess of War hate him to death.

The plan may fail, but Dio must die!

As the founder of the Santa Bella pig farm, he hoped that those fanatics would never let him go.

Please give me a happy ending and end this sinful life.

Otherwise, he would have to open the St. Tybella pig farm all over the empire, so that the statue of the goddess of war would not be enough!

And the fanatics, just as he thought, were eyeing this team.

In a private house, a young man with beautiful eyebrows and a strong waist, with a huge body and a small head, frowned at this moment and said, "Have you contacted Mr. Joestar yet?"

"All the magical circuits agreed upon are useless." The man in Chinese clothing responded with a wry smile.

The handsome young man slammed the table: "No wait, kill that Dio Brando first, just make up goddess jokes, he has the worst mind!"

Moreover, you dare to look more handsome than me!

Can this kind of person stay?

Soon more than a dozen believers, ranging from high-level magicians to legendary powers, scattered into the darkness and ambushed on the only road that the pigs must pass through the streets.