novelraw #155 - Section 155
#155 - Section 155
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City of Mysteries, Charles Mansion.
Roger was soaking in the large bathtub, lost in thought.
Two young and pretty maids were helping him scrub his back and apply soap, then massage his shoulders and legs, not feeling tired at all.
Even as a modern person, Roger quickly became corrupted and accepted the maids' services.
It saves time, is comfortable, pleasing to the eye, and can increase employment opportunities. Vehemently opposing it under the current productivity level is just being idle.
For example, if Roger were to lecture these maids, who have been educated in hierarchy since childhood, about equality, he would scare them to death, making them think they had done something wrong and the young master was deliberately finding fault to fire them.
However, Roger couldn't bring himself to treat servants as inhumanely as some nobles do. He treated the maids with the normal politeness one would show to service staff.
Occasionally, he would chat with them.
To the maids, this level of interaction meant that Young Master Roger was approachable, gentle, and funny, and they all vied to serve him.
After all, there were only two masters in this Charles Mansion. Angelina was outwardly gentle, but inwardly extremely fair, so everyone respected Angelina with a hint of fear.
She always had the majesty of a matriarch, making it impossible for servants to get close to her.
Roger was more easygoing. When he was happy, he would give out rewards, give a maid some trinkets, and even teach them to play cards to pass the time, blending in well and feeling like one of their peers.
The two maids serving the young master today were very familiar with him and his 'parts'.
Naturally, they noticed that the strange tattoo on his leg, with its straight lines, had one more symbol.
Why get the same tattoo twice? Doesn't it hurt?
The two exchanged glances, and the one with short hair couldn't resist her curiosity and asked, "Young Master, does your new tattoo have any meaning?"
"Tattoo?"
Roger looked blank. Following the gaze of the two maids, he realized they were referring to the magic beacon on his leg, mistaking it for a tattoo.
It's impossible to be embarrassed, anyway, they don't recognize it, and they can't possibly know that it represents the Empress owing me ten shots...
Hey, doesn't that sound like I want to be played to death?
He shook his head, banishing the improper thought from his mind, and said seriously, "These two symbols represent being upright, it is the sense of justice that fills my heart. Your young master bravely eliminates those evil nobles, relying on this belief, understand?"
"We understand, we understand. You lead the Night Watch to stand up for the poor people of the world, you are righteous and a true hero!"
The two maids nodded vigorously, admiring their young master's deeds from the bottom of their hearts.
Roger continued to spout nonsense seriously, "Now the situation I face is becoming more and more complicated and difficult, I need to strengthen my belief, so I can live up to Her Majesty's trust, so I drew a second tattoo to remind myself!"
"I see, Young Master is working so hard..."
One of the maids was so moved that she was almost in tears.
Young Master, he is sacrificing so much for the empire!
The other maid thought for a moment and said firmly, "Young Master, I also want to get a tattoo like yours, to be an upright person like you!"
"Don't—"
Roger was drinking water and spat it out directly.
These maids are not busy enough with their work, always gossiping together when they have nothing to do. If one of them does something new, a bunch will definitely follow suit.
If the maids of Charles Mansion all have the character '正' (upright) tattooed on them, Angelina is a woman and won't be suspected, but this playboy young master can't escape...
However, I really didn't do anything!
He tried to persuade the maids not to get the character '正' tattooed randomly like him.
If they must get a tattoo, don't get it on their thighs...
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Two days later, early morning.
City of Mysteries, commercial district.
Today, it wasn't the Shadow Puppet that appeared here, but the real Roger wearing a disguise mask, dressed in Dior clothes, waiting for the show that Xia Ti had prepared for two months to begin.
The Celestial Army arrests Dior.
Of course, what kind of ending the show will have depends on how he, the lead actor, cooperates.
Soon there was a knock on the door. Margaret brought breakfast as punctual as before.
[Today, I must finalize the alliance with Lord Dior!]
The half-devil cheered herself up, then showed Roger, who opened the door, a sweet smile: "Good morning, Lord Dior. According to the method you said, my application for the [Empress Knight Order District] was successful yesterday!"
"It's good if I could help you." Roger smiled and stepped aside, letting her into the room.
Now more and more mages are logging into the Mage Camp, but fewer and fewer people are challenging the Endless Tower. Instead, the message board is becoming more and more lively.
After Roger suggested dividing the area, the topics of discussion became richer, the atmosphere of like-minded people gathering to communicate greatly improved, and a large number of high-quality content contributors emerged.
Many mages who were previously unknown were invited by "New Arcana" to publish their articles on it after showing their talents through the message board.
Margaret also registered a pseudonym called "Royal First Knight" and developed the habit of actively searching for all topics related to the Eternal Night Empress in her spare time.
And two days ago, the Mage Camp made another update, adding a "self-built partition" function similar to a forum.
This is to further refine the gathering of like-minded users, promote more in-depth professional topic discussions, and reduce conflicts between those with different viewpoints.
Margaret also submitted an application, hoping to create a special area to praise the Eternal Night Empress for her fanatical fans like her to revel in.
As a result, it was ruthlessly rejected because of "meaningless spamming".
She complained to Roger about this at breakfast yesterday.
Roger gave her an idea, teaching her to write that this area is to discuss "knight tactics to protect the Empress during battle", which is an academic area.
Then she successfully passed the application, and couldn't help but thank him at breakfast.
Roger smiled confidently and calmly, he wrote the partition review rules for the reviewers.
With his guidance, it would be strange if it didn't pass!
Today, Little Chandelier wore a red short skirt, placing the food she brought on the table one by one. The sun shone down, and even a demon looked quite well-behaved and cute.
Roger took out freshly squeezed juice, and the two ate and chatted.
Margaret didn't react until it was almost time for the cabinet meeting.
After simply tidying up the table, the two went to Xinghan Palace together today.
[It seems like something was missing from the conversation...]
Margaret scratched her head, unable to remember what was missing for a moment.
As they left, six blurred shadows appeared outside Dior's small building.
First, they simultaneously killed the six hidden sentries. One person stayed outside to control their alarm, which had to be activated every ten minutes, while the other five sneaked into Dior's small building.
The trap against Dior began to be set!
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Not far from Dior's residence, a villa was recently traded and transferred to a foreign merchant.
In the small courtyard that came with it, Xia Ti was wearing a sky-blue dress, a wide-brimmed sun hat, and sitting leisurely in a rocking chair.
Holding a romantic love novel in her hand, she gently stirred a cup of black coffee without any sugar.
At this moment, she looked just like those wealthy girls in the City of Mysteries who enjoyed the bright autumn sunshine and had so much time that they didn't know what to do with it.
The slow-paced Veronica royal life was like this.
On another chair, the Shark Prince of the Sea Country was not as calm as her. His big tail drooped into a large basin of water, and he fidgeted with the water restlessly.
During the preparation work, Xia Ti was neurotically allergic, analyzing and speculating on every move in detail, making her subordinates nervous.
Now that the action had begun, she began to calm down, and it was Shark's turn, who was a little idle, to not be able to calm down.
Xia Ti asked someone to bring Shark a cup of coffee and a plate of desserts, and smiled: "Everything that could be done has been done. All variables have been included in the calculation. Just wait for the harvest."
"Yes, we have prepared so much, we will definitely not lose!"
Shark reluctantly squeezed out a few smiles, cheering himself up.
Although he didn't know about Xia Ti's two-month gambling agreement, this was also a major event related to whether he could go home. He really couldn't wait for the harvest with peace of mind.
In principle, it shouldn't be so stressful to capture a target whose strength is only at the level of a senior mage on paper.
But facing Xia Ti's endless backup plans, Shark was restricted by the contract and threw all the power he could mobilize into it. The sunk cost was too high, and he really couldn't afford to lose.
This City of Mysteries is, after all, the territory of the Eternal Night Empress. That woman has created too many incredible achievements, and she is the most difficult variable for them to control.
As they talked, the communication magic circuit formed in Xia Ti's ear was never interrupted:
"First Special Team is in position, confirming that the target has left the room."
"The sentries have been cleared, starting to set up space blockade, starting to set up control traps."
"Second, third, and fourth teams have arrived at the designated locations."
"The room's spirit 'Big Smart' has been successfully invaded, and is rewriting the control program, and is about to fully control the target location."
One message after another, because Xia Ti's investigation was detailed enough and the preparation was sufficient, so her subordinates executed each step very smoothly.
Occasional small obstacles were also within the scope of everyone's on-the-spot response.
The backup plans that predicted all variables can always play a multiplier effect at this time.
"Report to the instructor, the preparation and arrangement have been fully completed, waiting for the target to be caught," said a core member of the Celestial Army.
"Received, your teams are hiding and waiting, and report to me at any time if you find any abnormalities." Xia Ti calmly and calmly ordered, with the strong confidence that everything was under control.
Listening to her command there, Shark gradually stopped thinking blindly.
This, maybe this is the charm of a leader?
All our arrangements are made after precise calculations and careful analysis. We are prepared, so we will definitely not fail, right?
The instructor is worthy of being an instructor, easily doing things that we can't do.
A mere Roger will definitely not be able to escape from the palm of Princess Xia Ti!
But in reality...
Xia Ti was far from as calm as she showed.
If she was really confident enough, she wouldn't deliberately put on the clothes she liked when she was a girl, wanting to find the feeling of her glorious period.
She didn't know why, but when she thought of this action, she always felt inexplicably palpitation, and had nightmares for several days in a row.
But she had no choice, the time pressure of the gambling agreement was there, and the layout had been pushed to this level, there was no reason to retreat.
They had only one chance to make a move. Once exposed, the security level of the capital would rise, and the difficulty of subsequent actions would inevitably increase exponentially.
This is also why Xia Ti is so cautious. The psychological shadow that the empire gave her is still very big. Messing around under the eyes of the Eternal Night Empress is not much different from courting death.
So Xia Ti's arrangement is not only around Dior's residence.
A cross-plane communication from the abyss was connected: "Report to the instructor, an ambush has been set up for the Secret Law Association's reconnaissance team, and the other party is asking for help... The Eternal Night Empress has responded to the request for help and has joined the battlefield!"
Before the voice fell, this magic communication became extremely unstable. It seemed that countless magics exploded at the same time over there.
Then the communication was cut off.
Xia Ti felt a secret palpitation. Is this the prestige of the Eternal Night Empress's move?
The subordinates she arranged in the abyss to feint were the elites of the Celestial Army.
At the same time, the Celestial Army also paid a very high price and signed a contract with the devils to ask them to take action. Their strength absolutely crushed the Secret Law Association's reconnaissance team several times over.
As a result, the situation immediately reversed when the Eternal Night Empress appeared.
It's really unimaginable what step that mad woman's strength has reached now.
"I will not forget the efforts of you all, and the dynasty will not forget you either."
Xia Ti sighed faintly, knowing that the subordinates over there would definitely not survive.