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

In the void, there is a giant tree whose height and breadth is unknown.

The giant branches are lush and leafy, as thick as a trunk road (9-11m), and there are different varieties of exotic flowers and herbs, rare medicinal materials, and it's unknown how long they have grown.

And in this vibrant giant tree paradise, there are strange creatures of different worlds, beasts, living in it...

Sleeping soundly.

The rich divine power slowly expands and contracts, with its hypnotic effect, all creatures enter a sweet dreamland, dreaming that they are in a beautiful world with everything...

Sleeping soundly.

Well, this is a Matryoshka kingdom where "there used to be a mountain and a temple on the mountain", the realm of the god of nature "the boundless dreamland".

Perhaps, this place can become a paradise in Roger's heart.

The giant tree that constitutes the boundless dream is the body of Oresteia, the god of nature.

Like a tree, she is not fond of movement by nature. Her ideal is to be the golden willow by the pond, watching the sunrise and sunset, and the flowers falling and blooming.

But the gods didn't want her to sleep and used her name to make trouble in the world of Eternal Night by waking up Orseya.

Even an old tree with no temper also has the spirit of getting up.

Also, this is not the first time such a thing has happened.

The King of God ordered the seven gods to compete on the surface and cooperate secretly to develop believers in various worlds.

Everyone obeyed it honestly, but when it came to Tybella, this order became her talisman.

Doing bad things behind others' backs is "pretend competition".

Taking advantage of others is "sincere cooperation".

Anyway, the pots belong to others, and the benefits are theirs.

Relying on this "double standard", Tybella took advantage of a lot of honest gods.

The sluggish Orcea has become Tybella's number one target because she doesn't like to move her body or mind.

This time, the Oriya people slept in the kingdom of God, and the pot came from the sky, and was abruptly dropped into an incarnation by Tybella, and ran away and rushed to Tybella's theory of the kingdom of God.

However, because of his limited language skills, he couldn't speak Tybella at all and finally came back without success.

Orcea wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she was greeted with pictures of Tybella's killed head taken advantage of countless times in the past.

As the saying goes, the more she thinks about it, the angrier she gets, and the more she takes a step back, the more she loses. She loses sleep.

Insomnia is very painful. Orca has nothing to do, so she took a look at the Green Vines Empire.

Oh, there is an unexpected harvest!

She saw the statue of the goddess of war being charged by pigs, saw that the projection of the woman in Tybella was reversely suppressed by the Queen of Eternal Night, and saw that she was about to summon her avatar...

One couldn't help but waved the little whip in her hand.

She isn't the kind of tree that hurts people with secret arrows.

It's just that Tybella's back is facing her, the angle and position are too suitable, and the timing is just right.

She only needs to create a little disorder of divine power, and she can make the power of faith invested by the goddess of war go to waste.

It's equivalent to 100,000 pieces of bubbles that pry 100,000,000 yuan to explode.

This one hundred thousand is just a sound, and it's very loud, isn't it?

So there is the scene above the mysterious capital.

"Orsea, get out and explain to me which side are you ?"

Tybella came to the Boundless Dreamland aggressively and shouted.

She was going to take care of the Eternal Night Queen, but an avatar was trapped at the critical moment of the summoning, so I'm asking you if you're angry?

The beautiful elf priest wearing a moon-white robe came forward and responded: "Lord Tybella, my lord is already asleep, please come back another day."

"Oh, fell asleep so soon?"

"Yes. My lord, she stayed up all day yesterday and didn't fall asleep. Today, her eyesight is dizzy. She hurriedly went to sleep with guilt."

"Cracked crookedly? With guilt? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

Tabella's chest swelled with anger, and she almost vomited blood.

Is this what people say?

Orsa, you can make such a clumsy and low-level excuse even if I don't say it!

The Queen of Eternal Night and I are facing each other, and we haven't fought close to each other yet.

There is a distance of 108,000 miles from each other, and a god said that he can split it crookedly?

This is outrageous, right?

This is bullying honest people, okay?

"Whether you believe it or not, that's what my lord said. You can wait until she wakes up to ask, or go to the God-King to have a consultation."

The elf priest responded calmly.

Tabella was suddenly made speechless.

Because of the investigation into this matter, Orcea was crooked and no one believed her. She forgot to pass the word and no one believed her.

In the end, this is the karma of two people hurting each other.

No matter how biased the King of God is, he can only play fifty big boards each and put aside disputes.

Hiss, why is this disgusting routine so familiar?

Oh, this is like what I used to deal with Oresteia...

She has been kidnapped by her teacher!

The more she thought about it, the more her heart became more and more congested.

I really can't think that Oresteia, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also learn to be a bitch!

She is also a ruthless person. She folded her arms around her chest and said coldly, "Okay, I'll be here waiting for her to wake up!"

This elf priest is eloquent, so she will wait for Oresteia to wake up and confront the idiot who can only speak one line.

She had to say that she was speechless and compensated for her losses.

"Your Excellency, please." The elf priest nodded, turned around, and left.

Tabella's eyes widened in anger.

Isn't it too rude for you to leave the Boundless Dreamland to wait here, don't you even have tea and snacks?

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

The clever priest came back and brought a strange "stool" for Tybella.

The back of the chair is very large, taller than a person, and it is full of strange words such as "No. 50", "No. 4396", "National Power Station" and "Eight Strong Station".

There is a small shed above it for shade and rain, and a small horizontal rail for people to sit on.

Afraid that Tybella would be bored, she thoughtfully prepared a projection device, which played the propaganda that Dio Brando gave to the Santa Tybella pig farm in a loop.

"You...you deceive people too much!"

Tabella's straight nose was crooked with anger.

She is also a god. She has seen many different worlds. She knows that this is not a stool, but a bus stop.

So this implies that she is a bus?

And what the hell is the Santa Tybella pig farm, hey hey hey!

The elf priest walked over at this time, respectfully holding a plate of delicious food:

"Sir, please taste the shrimp and pig heart of our boundless dream."

"Get out, get out, get out! Oh, this is your house... I get out!"

Tybella was trembling all over, she was confused!

She directly broke through the void and returned to her kingdom of God.

This damned boundless dream, I don't even want to come back for the rest of my life!

Compared with coming aggressively, she could be called fleeing with her tail tucked.

Tybella also felt unbelievable. Oresteia, who used to play casually in her hand, didn't see her for a night, and was as disgusting as herself?

Not long after the goddess of war left.

The elf priest said to a little devil with silver hair and red horns: "Lord Margaret, Lord Oresteia, please."

"Okay!"

Margaret kept up with the elf priest, walking at a pace that she did not recognize, and swung her arrow-haired tail behind her.

Don't be too proud of that small appearance.

Who is the most powerful, intelligent, and almighty prime minister under the queen?

It must be me, Margaret!

Although this is a diplomatic relationship that will inevitably collapse in the future, the first time you are on an ambassadorial mission, you will feel so good, so I ask who else?

Who else?

Of course, all the achievements of this minister are based on the wise leadership of Her Majesty the Queen!

And Nadia's speech in the square is also very interesting...

What？

Margaret suddenly realized something and stopped wagging her tail.

No, judging from this speech, Dio Brando is very sophisticated, and his ability to mobilize emotions is top-notch in the empire.

This is not at all the level of emotional intelligence he showed at the cabinet meeting, offending everyone!

So, just like the performance on the square, are the "cabinet madmen" performing these days?

Therefore, his true identity is a nurse who cooperates with His Majesty and mobilizes the enthusiasm of the cabinet!

So, this guy's level of strategy is more terrifying than she estimated...

From a small suspicion, Margaret quickly caught a lot of contradictions in the character of "Dio".

She quietly gave her orders.

"Go protect Dio Brando, he can't do anything!"

Now that it is confirmed that Dio is performing, and the reason why the performance is still alive, it is only executing the queen's order.

And it's the kind of execution that doesn't care about its prospects.

Such a huge effort made Margaret's affection for Dio soar.

It turns out that you are also poisonous.

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

At this moment, Margaret completely agreed with everything Dio Brando did.

Whether it is compiling the history of the empire, starting a cabinet, or building a pig farm, as long as it is the Queen's order, he will unconditionally implement it.

Naturally, Margaret also had a sense of urgency.

Compared to what Dio did for the Queen, I still have a long way to go before I can become a qualified Poisonous!

Don't be afraid of sacrifice! Up against the odds!

Margaret has to work hard to become stronger today!

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At the same time, the Second National Welfare Institute.

Because she was attracted by the visions and battles in the sky, Angelina took some extra time to comfort the newly admitted orphans.

After confirming that the newly received orphans had been properly placed, she finally felt at ease.

Naturally, a large amount of investment was added here.

This gentle, beautiful, and unassuming Right Prime Minister has won the sincere love of the children.

Everyone took the initiative to follow to the door and reluctantly sent her away.

Some children gave Angelina their handicrafts.

Angelina took it, smiled, and encouraged: "Little Maen is getting smarter!"

For various reasons, a large proportion of children in welfare institutions are born with physical defects.

Marne is mentally retarded.

For such defects, magic can cure, but it is very expensive.

If it is a healthy child, it is a labor force to grit one's teeth and raise them.

But if you are born with disabilities, poor parents are reluctant to kill them, so they can only abandon them and pray that their children will meet good-hearted people.

This is one of the main reasons why there are many orphans in times of peace in the Empire.

After all, the country is still insufficient.

Angelina strongly advocated the construction of the orphanage, but of course, it would not be for corruption and kickbacks, nor would she allow the dean to spend her limited financial resources on gifts to please her.

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

There is a room in the Charles House where a lot of these things that look very rough and simple at first glance are kept.

"Sister, this is the dessert I made. You can eat it!"

Another four- or five-year-old girl with two ponytails came up, her cute little face was flawless.

"What a beautiful dessert, you are beautiful too!"

Angelina's eyes brightened, she accepted the snack, took a small bite on the spot as encouragement, and poked the little girl's face.

She inexplicably remembered that her brother was forced to wear a small skirt when he was a child, and he was so beautiful... hehe.

The two legendary sorcerers who had been following Angelina all the time did not have any doubts, and there were still happy smiles on their faces.

They, the adults, worked hard for the empire and paid a lot. There are countless things to think about all day long.

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

She has been frowning since yesterday.

Only amid these naive children can the Right Prime Minister show a relaxed look and temporarily forget about those worries.

With a lot of gifts, Angelina left the National Welfare Institute.

The children also dispersed.

A few older little girls surrounded a slender figure in a rare corner.

"Jinx, you are so clever, when did you start secretly learning to make dim sum?"

These little girls are Jinx's "friends" on weekdays...

Today, I saw that she suddenly brought out a snack, which won the smile of Lady Angelina and the praise of the maids.

The boat of friendship capsized.

Due to the push both Jinx and Joestar fell to the ground.

The head girl showed a broken piece of porcelain in her hand, and the sharp cut touched Joestar's delicate little face.

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

But because of their limited understanding of the world, they do not know the possible consequences of their actions.

This kind of behavior that doesn't know how to restrain, only to vent one's emotions, can sometimes be quite cruel.

At the beginning of youth, there is no good or evil, only because the living environment is stained with the color of adults, and they make poor examples.

What's more, it's a bunch of orphans.

Most of the children who have returned to the world from hell have seen the warmth and affection of human beings in advance, and have their own set of survival wisdom.

There is an excellent seedling that steals the limelight around him. If you destroy it, your competitiveness will be higher, and you will get more resources.

Or, the chances of being abandoned again become smaller.

This is a rather simple and unpretentious philosophy of existence.

Joestar was pressed to the ground, facing the big girl. She couldn't fight with her small arms and legs, however, she showed a bright smile:

"Hee hee, human cubs, how naive and stupid, did you learn to fight at such a young age?"

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

The girl at the head pressed down the broken piece of porcelain.

Crimson blood beads appeared on Joestar's face.

"But unfortunately, you haven't learned to choose a target yet, hee hee hee!"

Joestar was still laughing, but against the background of the blood, the smile seemed crazy and evil.

"Girl, you've gone crazy!"

Several older girls were frightened by her like this, their vests felt cold, and wanted to escape, but they found their hands and feet were sore and weak.

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

Joestar inserted a small hand into the head girl's chest.

The blood gathered towards Joestar's hand, and his weak state gradually became stronger.

The head girl bowed her head and found that there was a hole in her chest and her heart was gone!

If you don't have a heart, you will die, right?

But why do you feel no pain even though your chest is empty?

The other children were also terrified.

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

Not long after, the big girls walked back to their room with empty eyes.

Only when they took off their clothes would they find a shocking hole in their chests.

Joestar sat on the fence, dangling his calves, and burped with satisfaction.

"The energy has been replenished. Next, let's see Lord Angelina, when will I meet Young Master Roger?"

There seemed to be two worlds in front of her.

Half is the orphanage in front of him, and half is what Angelina sees in front of her.

A few blocks away, the sweet wedding march came to an abrupt end, followed by shouts and explosions, as well as mournful pigs.

Joestar frowned: "The emotions of the lambs have been stirred up, and now, only I can continue to be loyal to the goddess.