The Goblin Daily temporarily added a new issue, and hyped up a wave of ideal township imperial capital military parades.

This kind of novelty, obviously the ubiquitous goblins will not miss it.

But with the addition on Tuesday, the operation is amazing.

There is no difference between adding once and adding countless times.

The goblins, who have a lot of business experience, have already thought of the possibility of turning the weekly magazine into the "Goblin Daily".

The major races of the world don't know yet, and these little greenskins don't hold back good ideas.

Their focus was all on the content of the supplement.

It's an ideal township again!

Whenever these three words are involved, it is all a stormy wave.

Parade?

Never heard of it!

Want to know more details?

Come on, come on, buy a copy of "Goblin Plus"! Not expensive, not expensive! Only 19 silver coins and 99 copper coins!

The sales record was refreshed again.

The goblins looked at the newly counted data, and collectively laughed silly, and some even blew out snot lanterns, looking stupid and cute.

With the increase in newspaper sales, there is also the prestige of the ideal township.

For things that don't concern them, most of the intelligent creatures are just watching the excitement and updating the status of the ideal township in their minds by the way.

However, not everyone is happy about it.

For example, the headquarters of the Wizards' Guild......

The Goblin series of publications definitely has the ability to rank among the top 10 most hated by magicians.

You can even have the ability to compete with the Arcanist for the top spot on the leaderboard.

Newspapers are delivered to the Wizard's headquarters.

An emergency assembly of all the staff as if facing the enemy.

First of all, in front of the Statue of the Goddess of Magic, everyone collectively went crazy with the 'improved and enhanced version of the Heart Strengthening Potion'.

Then I dared to tremble and turn out the goblin supplement.

Their most hated species, reporting on their most hated professions.

The taste is as sour as it is.

Soon after, there was a roar of rage throughout the Wizards' Guild.

When I got up early in the morning, Charlie was also busy.

Cohen, a half-blood shapeshifter known as the 'World's Strongest Spy', is clutching his shabby fur hat in both hands to report to Miss Charlie Violet, the supreme ruler of the Ideal Country, on the contents of the Imperial Diet.

Charlie had only mentioned this casually before.

It's like an occasional whining, complaining that if they can master the content of the Imperial Council, they can save a lot of trouble on their side.

Who knows, the newly established 'household registration office' of the city hall officials really pulled out such a genius from the defectors of the ideal township.

For Charlie this morning, it was like the magic lamp suddenly taking her joke as a wish.

And this extremely complicated mood disappeared after she opened the minutes of the meeting in the palace.

To sum it up.

After watching the parade, the old emperor returned to the palace.

Set up a meeting with his henchmen.

The eldest prince and the second prince observed.

Well, very good, judging from here, the third prince has basically been knocked out in advance.

You can consider finding a feng shui treasure land to retire after the new emperor ascends the throne.

No wonder, last night I rushed to the ball to offer my courtesy, is this a broken can, or do you want to take advantage of the ideal township to make a last effort?

In the minutes of the subsequent meeting, 20% of the composition was the vicious curse of Charlie by the cabinet ministers, as well as the inexplicable criticism of the issue of gender rights between men and women.

The 20% bad idea, such as the Chancellor's suggestion that the Chancellor of the Exchequer should be exempted from taxes for three years, but the Empire would not change the constitution and would not recognize the legitimacy of Charlie Violet's succession.

But he won't attack her again.

Charlie felt that he was not looking at the minutes of the meeting, but the 'Crazy Quote from the Psychiatrist'.

It's like a bunch of big fools robbing her with their bare hands, and, in the blink of an eye, she has a level 8 great arcane that leaves them all down.

But these people patted the dirt on their bodies, stood up and said: We can consider letting you go, and we won't bother with you, but after three years, the ideal township will have to pay taxes.

Charlie laughed angrily.

Why is she so aggressive?

It's not just about taxes!

To be precise, she just took advantage of the topic to play and relied on the 'astronomical tax amount' set by the empire for the ideal township.

Further down, the rest of the meeting was covered by 30% of the content of the meeting in which the six cabinet ministers attacked and mocked each other.

In addition to flattering the old emperor, the two princes stumbled each other.

That's another 15 percent.

Finally, the results are in.

The old emperor was probably angry with this group of second goods, and in the end he couldn't listen to it anymore, so he directly made a decision and changed the constitution.

When Charlie saw this, he also felt victorious.

But who knew that the cabinet ministers were making trouble again.

There is also an article that can be done to amend the Constitution.

Is it to change the constitution that only applies to the ideal township, or to really liberalize the legal inheritance rights of women.

After hearing this, the eyes of the two princes turned green.

This is the annotation of the shapeshifter named Cohen in Ideal Township.

Thinking about it, the three princes are about to hit the throne with a dog's brain.

The old emperor also gave birth to several princesses.

This is about to change the Constitution......

Ooh~

The map of the empire will not be broken next month, like a tangram?

Charlie restrained his schadenfreude smile, "So, what is the Empire doing now?" ”

"Well, I'm still in a meeting," Cohen said honestly, tugging at the brim ......of his fur hat.

Charlie: "......"

It's not a good idea to keep them going.

"In this way, notify the central control room.

From today onwards, shoot out one magic cannon from the mountain of the floating city every day.

Don't cause casualties, try to choose uninhabited wilderness.

The empire needs some external 'pressure', and our ideal township is happy to help them with this, hehe~"

Then, Charlie appointed Cohen as the head of the Ideal Township Military Intelligence Division, and asked him to be responsible for recruiting talented military intelligence personnel.

I don't know how bad the dwarf in charge of the central control room is.

chose to send the 'Super Magic Cannon' when most of the people in the imperial capital were having lunch.

The scene of 10,000 cannons firing at the same time scared the empire again.

And the Ideal Township has completely turned into a large mobile military fortress.

Every 10 minutes, a group of elite Dragonborn will fly around the Floating City to patrol it.

Each combat unit maintains a very high level of mobility and vigilance.

Charlie stood at the White Castle, looking in the direction of the Platinum Palace.

On her shoulder lay a black dragon that was sleeping pretend.

"Hey......"

"Why do you sigh?"

Antanaron, who was not leaving, asked with some curiosity.

In this confrontation with the empire, the ideal township was almost victorious without a fight.

Charlie, as the biggest winner, has gained fame and fortune.

But why doesn't she look happy?

"A reason to sigh?

Probably because I saw the minutes of the meeting that Mr. Cohen had sent back.

This human empire is truly decaying.

Even if they keep saying that they believe in the platinum dragon god, the behavior of the nobles may have broken away from the doctrine of the dragon god camp, right? ”

In the middle of the conversation, Charlie happened to see a group of elite Dragonborn guards, 'escorting' an Imperial knight wearing golden armor, into the White Castle.

"Fry?" Charlie frowned slightly.

The Empire is really handy.

It's clear that he's bullying honest people.

Obviously, the Empire's purpose in throwing the 'Frye card' over was because of the cannon fired by the Ideal Township at noon.

When talking about business, Frye is quite serious.

First, on behalf of the Empire, he read a 'letter of condemnation' in a not very severe tone.

Charlie couldn't hold back halfway and laughed out loud.

It is better to say that it is a "book of condemnation" than to be called a "book of supplication."

'We don't have a good heart, and the civilians in the city are timid, so I beg you not to fire a cannon when there is nothing to do. ’

Translated, that's probably what it means.

"Alright, Fry, put it away, let's talk." Charlie took the lead on the couch and beckoned to Fry.

Given Frye's force value, and his identity.

Charlie's Guards were cheeky and stayed.

Otherwise, the empire will be shameless, let this knight come to an 'assassination', how can they fix it?

Frye remembers Scarface's team of mercenaries.

It's just that he didn't expect that this time, he was standing on the opposite side of them.

"What are you going to do?" Frye looked at Charlie, who had changed back into men's clothes.

To be honest, although Charlie's face is still as beautiful as ever, he is a little disappointed in his heart.

On the way here, I fantasized that I could see Charlie, who was as noble and elegant as his mother.

But......

Charlie smiled: "Of course I won't take that funny 'condemnation' to heart, if they don't change the constitution for me a day, I will shoot it every day,"

Fry: "......"

"The Cabinet has basically decided to change the Constitution. This matter should have gone through a process in the House of Lords.

However, things have changed.

There was a part of the aristocracy...... Their situation is somewhat similar to that of your home.

There is no male heir in the direct line of the next generation.

According to imperial law, their family was to have a male heir from among distant relatives. ”

Charlie listened patiently, leaned over, and pushed a cup of tea over to Frye.

"So, now these people are joining forces and want to change the constitution completely. Let their daughters also have the right to inherit. ”

"Obstructed by the princes?" Charlie asked with a smirk.

Frye was surprised, and then laughed to himself.

Yesterday his father also said that he could support the ideal township, but only if Charlie became his wife and the daughter-in-law of the Dow Jones family.

But today, what happened at the noon meeting, there is news from Charlie's side at this time.

That's why he had an argument with his father last night.

The aristocratic faction of the empire is too detached from reality.

Moreover, Fry does not want his relationship with Charlie to be tainted with interests and become less pure.

"Maybe I can hold a tea party in the White Castle, entertain the daughters of those families, and give them a lesson......

She muttered.

When the black dragon heard the word class, his head was raised.

It feels like this 'crop field' of his old man is coming to an end.

"Class?" Frye asked curiously.

"Nothing, are you curious? If you are curious, you can come and listen to it. ”

Frye shook his head.

The old emperor is becoming more and more inseparable from people, and he also carries the emperor's secret will this time, otherwise he will not leave the imperial front.

It's just that out of selfishness, Fry wants to say a few more words to Charlie before taking it out, otherwise he will return to the palace after announcing the secret order.

But, obviously, Charlie is no longer the playmate next door who always runs to his back garden and hides to cry secretly.

No sooner had their conversation begun than it was interrupted.

The half-elf secretary knocked on the door.

Charlie admired today's elf beauty as usual.

Then the very helpless Secretary-General began to report.

Somehow, Frye suddenly felt that looking at this half-elf was particularly unpleasant.

"Your Excellency, there is a group of eccentric adventurers in the Ideal Township who are asking to see you."

"Eccentric? How weird? Charlie was a little curious.

If it was a normal small character, Nao would not have taken the liberty of interrupting the conversation on her side.

"An old man, he looks like an ordinary old man, but he brought with him seven guards in golden armor, and those guards made Marshal Theon feel like a great enemy."

This combination sounds familiar!

After hearing this, the black dragon immediately turned his head to look at Antanaron, who was silent.

Before Charlie could speak, the black dragon had already flapped its wings and rushed out.

"I'll take a look......" Charlie got up to leave.

Only to be stopped by Frye.

"I also have a personal letter from His Majesty here."

Hearing this, Charlie had no choice but to reluctantly re-seat, "Mr. Antanaron, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

The silver dragon looked at Frye meaningfully, but in the end chose to chase after the black dragon.

The situation on the other side worries him even more.

Frye pulls out the Emperor's handwritten letter.

Charlie swept quickly.

To summarize it simply, it is probably that the emperor gave him a bottom here.

Indicates that a 'special order' may be issued.

Hu made up a reason to make Charlie's inheritance legitimate.

But that's all.

On the Empire's side, the constitution will not be changed.

Charlie, on the other hand, cannot have a seat in the House of Lords.

Without a special edict, the Ideal Township must not appear in the sky above other territories of the Empire, especially the imperial capital.

The emperor offered a price, and Charlie began to bargain.

"Okay, no problem. Your reply to Your Majesty, I agree with what is said here. Charlie casually handed the emperor's letter to the secretary-general behind him, Naou.

"Take it to the city hall, and after discussing the rest of the matter, the city hall will summarize a report to me."

"Ah, my black dragon cub ran out, I want to go over and have a look, and send you off by the way?"

Frye finished the cup of tea in front of him and got up a little slowly.

"Okay."

The two walked out side by side.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Frye asked the question, "Who was the man who danced the strange dance with you at yesterday's ball?" ”

Charlie: "......"

A white lie, or is it telling the truth?

After thinking about it, it seems that no one has told her that she wants to keep the whereabouts of a certain highness secret, right?

"Did you know that the dragon god and the evil dragon god have a son?"

After walking in front of His Majesty, Frye also heard a lot of secret things on the continent.

And one of them happens to be the secret of the prince of the dragon clan.

His eyes widened, and his whole body froze in place.

……

When Antanaron chased it out, it was unexpected......

The scene was chaotic.

The black dragon is beating up his old man in a rage.

The old father, who was obviously caught off guard, was pressed to the ground by his own son and rubbed wildly before he entered the door.

The seven golden dragon human avatars who guarded the dragon god were in a circle, and they didn't interfere, let alone look at it......

Because obviously, their majesty was in it.

Being beaten is also a kind of father-son interaction!

It's better than that my son hasn't been birding him for thousands of years!

Seeing that the silver hair on the top of the old man's head was about to be torn off, Antanaron cleared his conscience and shouted, "Miss Charlie! ”

The picture freezes instantly.

The black dragon, who had been slapping the old man and not cultivating it, gracefully let go of the hair pulled on his paws, flapped his wings and left the old man who fell to the ground.

Antanaron: "......"

Sure enough, this is still a grudge against the last time Miss Charlie said that she wanted to be his 'mother'......

Just now in a circle, watching the projection of His Majesty of their family, the golden dragon who was frantically beaten by His Royal Highness hurriedly helped him up, and His Majesty, who was beaten by his own son.

The old man stood up and dusted off the dirt on his body, and looked at the silver dragon with confusion:

"Although I am relieved, Alfonstantin has finally begun to interact with me, the dragon father.

But I'm still curious to know, when did I seduce his Dragon Hall Grand Administrator?

And, who is the Grand Administrator of his Dragon Palace? ”

Antanaron: "......"