novelraw #223 - Section 223
#223 - Section 223
Then, as if still not appeased, she repeatedly lashed his legs with her tail, tearing his military uniform into something resembling beggar's clothes.
Of course, she controlled her strength, not injuring Roger's flesh, but she glared at the guy with an unkind expression.
Of course, the real reason Roger didn't tell her was simply that he couldn't be bothered to explain everything he had said to little Joey again...
So troublesome, wasn't it?
Now that Margaret had vented enough, she would naturally conjure up sufficient reasons in her mind, and then she would have to personally cast a spell to repair the damage to his clothes.
Sure enough, a flash of magical light flickered from Margaret's hand, restoring Roger's clothes to pristine condition, and she asked, suppressing her emotions:
"So, can you tell me now, how many Frankensteins were sold?"
Although she acted terribly, venting her anger on Roger also meant that she accepted this explanation.
Indeed, if she had known this information in advance, she wouldn't have been able to show that level of shock and anger just now.
The devils of hell love to perform; we demons are all extremely real!
Knowing too much might even cause her strategic deployments to assume that the enemy had Cordyceps, thereby arousing suspicion from the Sea Country.
So, it wasn't that Roger didn't tell her, but that she was too caught up in the war, only thinking about winning, and forgetting that the goals they actually wanted to achieve were far more complex than a single battle, or even the entire campaign.
The two people's "crisis of trust" was resolved, and Roger didn't need to continue hiding anything, answering directly: "Three hundred Cordyceps, mainly under 20,000 tons; two Tyrant Mushrooms..."
"Wait, Frankenstein dared to sell even that stuff?"
"Yes, and because of this, Her Majesty is currently in the Chapter of Imbalance."
"So, everyone in the world knew except for me?" Margaret immediately realized something.
They had just confirmed the Cordyceps warheads, and the Eternal Night Empress had already approached Frankenstein to settle accounts; this speed of attack was abnormal.
Clearly, Roger allowed this to happen, causing the consequences on the battlefield, and then the Eternal Night Empress appeared to suppress Frankenstein; this was all a play.
Everyone was an actor, and she was the little white mouse cooperating in performing shock...
So infuriating!
"Yes, that's right, little Joey knows too," Roger added, twisting the knife.
"That was using a rhetorical question to express affirmation, and you deliberately answered to mock me!"
Margaret stomped her feet in anger, knowing that she couldn't win against this guy in a war of words, and returned to the command center in a huff.
Roger didn't follow, but looked at Black Shark Fortress, a thoughtful expression on his face.
He had a bad feeling.
The enemy possessed super weapons, but those were not invincible weapons; the first wave of release was definitely the most effective.
According to strategic objectives, releasing them on the frontal battlefield that must be breached would be the most effective.
Instead of using them casually to relieve the siege of the blockade line.
After the second defense line suffered, they would definitely remind Doel to be careful of the enemy possessing long-range weapons of mass destruction, which would weaken the effect.
Roger knew that Frankenstein had also given the Naga other means to quickly eliminate biochemical fish swarms; directly using Cordyceps was definitely not the optimal solution.
The Naga wouldn't fail to consider these things; with Nicole's calmness and rationality after the previous defeat, she definitely wouldn't make rash moves.
Explaining it as the commander of the diversionary force having a moment of madness was too unlikely.
With that Saintess's control over the Naga expeditionary force, this situation simply wouldn't occur.
So, they definitely had other tricks up their sleeves that they hadn't released?
Roger looked at his Soul Mimicry Bracelet, which was a customized version that could act as a personal control center and personal assistant.
The Soul Mimicry Bracelet projected a map, showing that both Tyrant Mushrooms were more than five hundred kilometers away from the second defense line and Black Shark Fortress, indicating that the Naga hadn't used their big guns yet.
Silently retracting the map, Roger's expression of doubt deepened.
What gift did that Saintess prepare for him?
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Second defense line command center.
Little Joey saw Margaret returning in a fit of anger, looking at the rapidly changing magic sand table without speaking, and knew that Left Prime Minister and Lord Roger had "argued" again.
It couldn't really be called an argument; anyway, Margaret always fell into Roger's logic, and then was frantically humiliated on the high ground of intelligence...
"Left Prime Minister, have a cup of coffee." Little Joey brought a flawless smile and made Margaret a cup of coffee.
Although these two were always bickering, it didn't seem to cause any problems, but Little Joey still didn't want to see Roger screw up one day.
Margaret was stunned for a moment, smelled the aroma, picked up the cup, took a sip, and said softly: "Thank you."
"Please enjoy, Madam." Little Joey smiled and bowed as she retreated.
Unexpectedly, Margaret took the initiative to stop her: "Speaking of which, how can you have such a good temper, always enduring those two bastards?"
Two bastards?
Little Joey raised her eyebrows slightly, then realized that Margaret must be talking about Roger and Dio...
Did she know the adults' dual identities?
Immediately, Little Joey understood; no wonder Roger wasn't afraid of arguing with Margaret and causing real anger.
So, Margaret was also someone who could share this secret, receiving Lord Roger's absolute trust.
There were other people present, but they were talking, and those Sea Country staff couldn't understand; it was like in-jokes between fans, instantly shortening the distance between the two people.
Margaret sympathized with Little Joey for being a fake girlfriend to cover up, while Little Joey began to trust Margaret because of Roger's trust.
Little Joey thought for a moment and responded with a smile: "Some guys are actually only good with their mouths... If it were me, I usually wouldn't dare to disobey the adult's orders."
"So, are you implying that if I can use my hands, I should never just use my mouth?" Margaret's eyes lit up.
"...Actually, my focus was on the second half of the sentence, and I would recommend Left Prime Minister to value harmony."
"No, I have to win once, otherwise I won't be satisfied!"
"You've... never won even once?" Little Joey was also surprised.
Although someone had countless fallacies, they weren't really invincible; continuously losing until becoming super-ghostly was unheard of.
Margaret also realized that she had let slip something embarrassing, coughed, and lowered her head to pretend to drink coffee.
Little Joey couldn't help but want to laugh; looking at it from another perspective, the Left Prime Minister's spirit of repeated defeats and still hitting her head against a brick wall was a little cute?
"If you really want to win, I suggest directly discussing magical principles." Little Joey offered a bad idea.
If you can't win in logic, then use a professional field.
No matter how smart Roger is, his biggest weakness is his lack of learning.
As long as the topic is directed towards magical principles and spatial calculations, wouldn't a mage easily crush a beginner magician?
"Okay, next time, next time I'll let him get lost in the ocean of mathematics!" Margaret immediately rekindled her fighting spirit.
The two girls smiled at each other, secretly did something bad together, and felt their relationship get a little closer.
Moreover, we are still little partners who know the same secret, aren't we?
Of course, the truth often brings tears to your eyes.
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Just as the Cordyceps exploded on the seabed, the Eternal Night Empress directly arrived at the Chapter of Imbalance.
She raised her hand to seal Frankenstein's ongoing magical experiment and brought her to her office, isolating all external perception, before asking in a deep voice:
"Frankenstein, do you know your crime?"
She projected images of the coral in Shaq's base being flattened, as well as question letters sent by Margaret in the name of the military, etc.
Well, that letter was of course fake, prepared in advance by the Night Guard.
Presumably, with the little demon's loyalty to the Empress, she wouldn't mind her name being used by the Empress, right?
"Ah, Your Majesty, this is... a normal experiment, there was an application..."
Frankenstein panicked immediately, her voice getting quieter and quieter.
Secretly selling the Empire's latest weapons and being caught red-handed by the Eternal Night Empress would make even a robot feel scared.
Moreover, Frankenstein still has at least half of her brain tissue belonging to humans, possessing the thinking ability of a normal person.
"Don't try to deceive me! You sold weapons to the Naga Empire in violation of regulations because you were jealous of Lydia. If similar incidents occur again, the experimental funding for the Chapter of Imbalance will be reduced by half, and Lydia will replace you as the Minister of Industry, understand?"
"Understood, understood, Lydia really can't do this!"
Frankenstein panicked immediately, repeatedly explaining and giving many promises on the progress of experimental projects.
The Eternal Night Empress listened noncommittally, her expression slightly eased, and left the Chapter of Imbalance without saying much.
Frankenstein breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn it, reduce funding and let Lydia be the Minister of Industry to suppress her?
That can absolutely not be allowed; next, I must find a way to make His Majesty happy!
Leaving the Chapter of Imbalance, the Eternal Night Empress appeared at the Orbit of Life.
She also played the scene of the coral base being blown away for Lydia.
"Little Lydia, you still have a lot of work to do; you can't rest yet!"
"Your Majesty, rest assured; your subject is full of fighting spirit and must surpass that machine idiot!"
Lydia crawled out of the hibernation pod, her eyes full of the burning determination to completely subdue Frankenstein.
Chapter 200: Only Dicks Are the Cutest
The Eternal Night Empress's operation was a typical example of getting two bites out of one cherry.
A magical projection restrained Frankenstein from letting herself go and stimulated Lydia not to be lazy. This damage conversion rate was directly 200%!
Roger saw the news about Frankenstein selling mushroom bombs privately in the group and reported it to the Eternal Night Empress as soon as possible, while also telling her his plans.
Ensure the success of the transaction, complete the Empire's marine layout, and then the Eternal Night Empress would remind Frankenstein.
For some reason, the Eternal Night Empress completely agreed with Roger's arrangement.
As the layout of magical industrialization fully unfolded, Frankenstein's multiple positions did indeed swell her head.
It wasn't that she embezzled, but that mages who reached this stage often invested too much energy in their fields of interest.
The Five-Year Plan customized clear tasks for the Chapter of Imbalance, but these tasks were estimated based on the Empire's productivity at the beginning of the year, multiplied by the most conservative growth rate.
As a result, the Fearless Space was successfully promoted, the Totem Bracelet harvested the great powers, the second generation of magic crystal machinery was finalized in advance... In short, the Empire's development was much smoother than expected.
It can only be said that the opponents were too weak.
This series of achievements represented a comprehensive surge in the Empire's industry, people's livelihood, and cultural influence.
Although it lost to the Kingdom of Terra once in the middle, there was no substantial loss; instead, it liberated the Empire from its militaristic tendencies.
The people no longer thought about war day and night, but could rest assured and promote the revolutionary transformation of magical industrialization, thus unleashing unimaginable vitality in all aspects.
The magical civilization that had developed for tens of thousands of years in the past, under the guidance of correct ideology, after a brief period of brewing, began to explode in all directions like the Cambrian explosion.
In this way, many of the assessment indicators designated for Frankenstein at the beginning of the year could be completed in advance without even needing five years.
A qualified project manager should flexibly adjust the work according to the actual situation and receive extra bonuses or something.
But Frankenstein served as both the Minister of Industry and the owner of the Chapter of Imbalance, making it an unfair competition where she was both the referee and the player.
The Empire temporarily didn't have talents who could perfectly replace her.
The mechanical girl had so much funding that she couldn't spend it all, and the task indicators assigned by the Empire could be easily completed, so she quietly prioritized the projects and topics she was interested in.
For example, drawing several backbones from the Empire's five-year projects...
Anyway, if she operated like this, the task could still be completed on time, and no one would say anything.
What's wrong with a mage having their own hobbies?
The Eternal Night Empress could understand this; after all, she was also a mage, and had experienced situations of being willful, impulsive, and going overboard.