The Divine Right of a Certain Comic Book Chapter 887

"Thank you, Crusch-sama."

In front of many subjects in the capital, Emilia tried her best to maintain a serious expression, thanked Crusch for his contribution with rather serious words, and gently lifted her up.

Only the sparkling light in her amethyst eyes tells that Her Majesty's character is not as good as it appears on the surface.

Crusch was quite grateful for Emilia being Lugnica's queen now.

Emilia's character is too weak, which is why Crusch thought she was not suitable to be the king of a country.

But as the past few years passed, and as Lugnica's national power was flourishing, Crusch had to admit it.

Emilia may not be the monarch that people imagine, but she is definitely the monarch that Lugnica needs most.

Whether it was Crusch himself, or Anastasia and Priscilla, although these three former king-chosen people were outstanding in certain areas.

But their thinking is too extreme, they don't know how to give in and empathize, and they have conflicting personalities.

Only Emilia can mediate their conflicts and use their talents as much as possible for the country.

Lugnica does not need a militarist like Crusch to become king, that will inevitably make the country militaristic.

It also doesn't need a politician like Priscilla, that would just make the country degenerate in dullness.

It doesn't even need businessmen like Anastasia, that will only make the people rot in money.

What the country needs is common progress in all aspects and power constraints in all directions.

Only Emilia's character and ability are the most suitable for leading this country.

Although in the eyes of many outsiders, the power of the country is divided among the three ministers, only the three ministers know that they cannot do without Emilia's rule.

Welcomed by Emilia, Crusch walked towards the inner court of the palace, and all the warriors will be rewarded by Her Majesty the Queen.

On the way to the palace, Crusch hesitated to speak. She wanted to say that she seemed to have seen the founder of the Witch Cult, the legendary Four Heroes, and Emilia's father.

But in the end, Crusch didn't say these words, not out of selfishness, but even now, she couldn't understand Roy, which made her dare not make her own claims.

The dinner was held in the palace, and Emilia was frugal by nature, so the dinner was not very luxurious.

In the main hall, Emilia was at the top, with a soft smile on her face, watching many nobles below exchange cups and chat together.

She is no longer the naive Emilia she once was.

Sitting on the queen's throne, she already knows that governing the country is not as simple as she imagined.

There are various intricate relationships and various class contradictions that have been difficult to resolve for hundreds of years.

Sitting on the throne of the queen, she can't say anything absolutely. She has learned to compromise, and she has learned to still smile and not show disgust when facing things that she didn't like.

It's just that she never gave up her ideas and ideals, and she has a long enough life to fulfill her dreams.

Unlike in the false history, in this real history, witches are not excluded by the people.

Emilia, who has the appearance of a jealous witch, is not considered a disaster, but a sacred symbol.

Therefore, Emilia in real history has not experienced too many gossips in the world to face difficult situations.

But her own tenacious character has not changed in any way, no matter what difficulties she faces, she will never admit defeat.

Besides, Emilia has all the memories in that false history.

The only thing she's troubled with right now is that her father said he was going to explore another world, but he hasn't come back yet.

This made Emilia very worried, fearing whether her father encountered any difficulties in another world, whether there was any danger.

But Emilia also knows that these worries are superfluous and not something she should consider.

All she has to do now is to fulfill her duties as a queen and wait for her father's return.

...

"You are recalling your past and want to make up your mind in this way?"

In the garden of Lugnica Royal Court, Roy and Abigail walked side by side.

The gorgeous flowers in the garden are competing for splendor, and the fountains in the marble-carved ponds are gorgeous under the lights of the palace at night.

Abigail, who had the will of the One Who Returns Everything, spoke at this time.

Her tone was strange, but with a sense of dignity.

"Have you ever heard a saying, Abigail...it's called curiosity killed the cat."

"...The reason why I have been able to get to this point is my thirst for knowledge, my pursuit of wisdom, and my strong curiosity about the unknown."

"But I also know that the curiosity I have now for the unknown could be a disaster and ruin everything."

"...So, contrary to what you said, I'm not retracing the path I've taken so that I can completely cut everything off."

"What I'm doing now is to reminisce about the past, and let these past memories completely recall most of my lost humanity, so that I can give up that tempting but absolutely dangerous decision."

Roy's tone also became serious.

At different times and in different places, things have two sides.

Roy once had the determination to pursue wisdom and knowledge, which was the foundation of his strength.

But for Roy today, this pursuit of wisdom and knowledge is likely to be the root of destruction.

How many people can do the simple words of "can afford to let go".

What Roy is doing now is to let himself 'let go'.

Abigail was thoughtful, with the corners of her mouth raised, with a wicked smile on her face, as if she was satisfied with Roy's answer, which made her relieve her nervous thoughts.

"This is the answer I want to hear the most, Roy Crowley!"

"...Blindness and ignorance cannot pollute your heart!"

The one who returns all things to one is so amazed.

"who?"

In the garden, a pair of ghost girls were inspecting with lamps. When they saw two figures under the dim light, the twin maids tensed up and asked sharply.

And when one of the figures crossed the mottled light and shadow, came under the light, and saw his appearance, the twin maids were rarely excited.

"Still as before, faithfully fulfilling your duties as a maid, Ram and Rem!"

"Lord Roy, welcome back!"

The maid with the same beautiful appearance suppressed the ecstasy in her heart and shouted respectfully. .

Chapter 136 Roy's Sin

They were a pair of pretty and lovely ghost girls. They were dressed in black and white maid uniforms, exposing their slender shoulders.

The two maids wore white silk stockings on their slender legs, and there was temptation in their innocence.

The girls are twins, one is pink and the other is pure blue.

They were the twin maids, Ram and Rem, who were adopted by Roy and took care of his daily life.

"Lord Roy, welcome back."

The twin maids held brooms in their hands, and they closed their beautiful eyes and bowed to salute, their voices of respect filled with joy that was about to come out.

The moist cherry lips of the two maids were slightly raised, revealing uncontrollable smiles.

They didn't ask where Roy went, that's not what they are qualified to ask as maids.

As maids, their only requirement is to serve their master well.

"I haven't seen you for a while, I don't know how your skills are now, leave the work of cleaning here to others, and go make me a pot of tea."

Even though he hadn't seen him for a while, Roy didn't feel any strangeness, he ordered directly.

And Roy's order made the twin maids breathe a sigh of relief.

Because the master they serve has not changed in any way, as arrogant and gentle as he left here.

"Yes, Mr. Roy, this guest, what do you need?"

Ram looked at Abigail beside Roy at this time, and she asked gently.

Abigail, who was following Roy, only showed a wicked smile when she heard what she said, and smiled without saying a word.

"Don't bother with her, just pretend she doesn't exist."

Roy stopped at this moment, and he turned his head and said to the twin maids.

Although I don't know why Roy gave such an order, the two maids have always 'blindly' obeyed Roy's orders.

The two bowed their heads and said in unison: "...Master Roy, please wait a moment!"

Roy nodded slightly, and he walked towards the main hall of the palace. He could faintly hear the quarrel between the twin maids.

"Sister, please let Rem do things like making tea. Rem has been working hard on this for so many years."

"Rem always does things carelessly. My sister doesn't mean anything malicious, but Rem, no matter what you do, my sister is stronger than you."

"... Serving Mr. Roy is something that cannot be neglected. Only this matter, my sister can't promise you!"

Ram said confidently.

She is a real genius of the ghost clan, and has been sought after and respected by her clan since she was a child. Compared with her, Rem does not have her talent, and is weak and inferior.

In the past, Ram always took care of her sister's emotions, encouraged her, and gave her confidence.

But Ram knew that the cowardly and inferior Rem was the past Rem, and the current Rem has long been resolute and will not despair because of trivial things.

Therefore, as an elder sister, she does not need to accommodate her younger sister's emotions too much, and can say something outright.

Of course, even if Ram sometimes tells the truth and is very vicious, but Rem is still her most beloved sister.

"Well……"

Rem was speechless for a moment, but bit her lip a little angrily.

Because what my sister said is right, no matter what my sister is, she is always excellent, and no matter what she does, she is perfect.

Even if she has been working hard to catch up, she still can only hold her own.

At this moment, Ram turned around suddenly, and said to Remwen in a low voice, "...Rem, Rem, although you are always messy, it's okay to beat my sister."

Rem's eyes lit up, she smiled brightly at Ram, took two quick steps, and walked side by side with her sister to the kitchen.

Roy's ears moved when he walked into the palace. He also showed a faint smile as he listened to the conversation between the two sisters.

The pair of twin maids are still like sisters.

It may be that they haven't seen each other for too long in their consciousness, but the pair of twin maids are not used to speaking harshly about themselves.

Along the way, the maids in the palace seemed to be unable to see Roy. They were doing their own work and turned a blind eye to Roy passing by.

Not long after, Roy came to the most guarded place in the palace, which was the queen's bedroom.

Push open the door and walk into the queen's bedroom.

This is Emilia's residence, the area is not as big as imagined, except for a princess bed and a beautiful desk, there are not many redundant sundries in the room.

There are many items for girls on the desk. Even though Emilia has the same beauty as Shatila and is naturally beautiful, beauty has always been a girl's nature.

"The little girl has finally grown up."

Roy's fingers brushed over the women's daily necessities and cosmetics of this world on the desk, he chuckled, walked to the sofa and sat down.

At this moment, Roy's heart moved, and the surrounding environment changed drastically.

The bedroom of the royal palace turned into an endless grassland, the sky was as blue as washing, and a majestic ancient castle was located in the very center of the grassland.

And Roy was in the courtyard of the castle at this time, sitting on a chair like white jade, with a round table in front of him.

The witch of lust has silver beard and hair. She is sitting on the chair opposite Roy. The witch with extreme beauty is looking at the "Book of Wisdom" in her hand at this time.

In the distance, the arrogant witch was laughing and running, and the angry witch was shouting angrily, chasing the arrogant.

The gluttonous witch bound herself in a pitch-black coffin, chatting with the 'ordinary'-looking lust x-on:欲魔女.

The Lazy Witch was like a dead corpse, paralyzed under the shade of a tree, feeling bored and difficult even to move her fingers.

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The Envious Witch is holding a basket in her hand, with a gentle expression and a soft smile, watching everything in front of her.

This kind of life is what Shatila longs for and expects, and she will never feel bored and irritable.