Hydra Palace, the back garden, next to the water lily pond surrounded by dense forests.

Margaret III grabbed a piece of dry bread and sprinkled the crumbs into the pond.

A group of small golden trout came over quickly, opening and closing the mouths, swallowing bread crumbs.

This is a dry bread specially made by Hydera Palace, specially used to feed fish. It is mixed with fish meal, bone meal, and other things like visceral powder. These small things were very happy to eat, jumping around the water happily, rushing around and scrambling.

Mata XIII stood quietly behind Margaret III, squinting at the group of little trout.

Margaret III threw all the pieces of special dry bread in her hand into the water, and then said coldly: "Mata... is wasteful."

Mata XIII sighed: "This was our plan, so we ignored it no matter what he did over the years, right?"

Margaret III pursed her lips, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes: "A heretic, a waste, is not worthy of inheriting that title... Originally, the right person was Magnan, who inherited the title of marquis, and we will completely open up the Lanyin Corridor, so that the influence of the empire will return to the hinterland of the Medland continent, and Magnan led the army to return to the Matar Kingdom to glory."

Mata XIII frowned: "But now, Magnan has been imprisoned... He was the most suitable candidate. He was our child. He also had half of the royal blood of the Ice Sea Kingdom. With the support of the Empire and the Ice Sea Kingdom, he could sit firmly on the throne of Mataal."

Margaret III grabbed her long hair in distress: "But now, dear, this bastard boy, I really want to..."

With a fierce snorkeling, Margaret III murmured: "It's all Elizabeth's little bitch. She taught us Magnan... Ah, you know, my dear, the Kingdom of Matar overlaps with one, and the descendants of the imperial royal family took over the throne, which is important to the empire's strategic plan."

Mata XIII murmured: "Can't find a more suitable candidate?"

Margaret III had a gloomy face and counted with his fingers: "Fericket, no, his mother and his wife, are all princesses of the Lucian Empire... Gaul, Saint-Shia, Nice, and even us will not tolerate Lucia's claws reaching into the heart of Medland."

"Isaac...can't do it. His future should be in the empire, not out of the way, become a king of a vassal kingdom."

"Makai...No. If Makai becomes the king of Matal, it is hard to explain to Conrad."

Mata XIII was silent for a while. He frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head gently: "There is no suitable person... To be honest, Magg, maybe it's more suitable? But..."

Margaret III gave him a blank look: "That little ungrateful wolf, I can see his character clearly... Let him become the king of the Kingdom of Matar. Don't you think that one day, the army of the Kingdom of Matar will fight back behind the Imperial Army, right?"

Mata XIII spread his hands and shook his head helplessly: "Then, the royal family's side-line..."

Margaret III gave him a blank look again: "The whole empire is mine, no one can take advantage of me. All the plans I have made have never taken them into consideration. Don't mention them in front of me, don't let me see them in Heidra Fort, this is my bottom line of tolerance!"

Mata XIII nodded helplessly.

This is Hydera's nature, greedy and crazy.

This is Hydera's nature!

Margaret III looked up at the sky, and a few stars could be seen in the already dim sky.

She murmured, "That little bastard Mata who deliberately gave the same name as you, his youngest son, just full moon?"

Mata XIII smiled bitterly: "Yes, over the years, he has had many children. Now there are twelve boys and nine girls... Do you want to?"

Margaret III said calmly: "Let this child who was just over a month old inherit the rank of Martá and come forward from the nobles' court to let Conrad adopt this child. When the spring begins, the Lanyin Corridor will be completely opened, and the Imperial Army will use this child's name to reintegrate the Kingdom of Matal."

"Let Conrad regent... wait until the child becomes an adult and can stand alone, and then return the power to him."

"Let Conrad work hard, and during the regent, he will have another child."

Mata XIII narrowed his eyes: "And...Elizabeth?"

Margaret III said bluntly: "Let Elizabeth die of illness and discuss with the United Kingdom of Nice and let them get a princess to marry Conrad."

"A child with the blood of the Imperial Royal Family and the United Kingdom of Nice can also hold the throne of the Kingdom of Matar."

Mata XIII nodded: "So, Florence?"

He looked at Margaret III gently: "Dear, I must remind you that it is too risky to hand over Hellinger's killing to Joe... and it took him a little longer to master it."

"Risk? No risk!" Margaret III looked at Mata XIII with a smile: "I understand this child. He is not mature and he is still very simple. He is a reliable, safe, clean and innocent good child."

"Because of his simplicity and immaturity, he cannot control his anger and resentment."

“That’s good…”

"Let him continue to make trouble... You said to the outside world that my brain was broken and my body was not in good condition. After I handed over Hellinger's killing to Joe, I lost my ability to act independently."

"If I don't come forward, no one in the empire can take back Hellinger's killing!"

Margaret III chuckled with a 'giggle': "The official caliber is that my brain is broken, just say that... I think this news will make many people happy for days."

"As for Qiao, let him continue to make trouble, even if the means are cruel, tyrannical, inhumane, and violate the rules... Well, even, even if it is a bit of a law? Let him go!"

Margaret III looked at Mata XIII very deeply: "Dear, you should be able to feel it. From the mid-autumn bloody incident in Tulum Port, to the lost chapter of Wall, to the treasure of the Knights of the Suffer, and this Royal Bank robbery, Apophis Palace was destroyed by the abyss creatures..."

"In the empire, there is a hidden power in the dark who wants to make trouble."

Margaret III said confidently: "I am good at playing conspiracy, so I can smell the breath of conspiracy."

“Including Marg, including Magnum.”

"Dolan and Hillman's direct subordinates were either sentenced to death eighteen years ago, or accompanied Dolan to fish on the northern island, or accompanied Hillman into the Blood Kapok Fort."

"Margo, who was only eleven or twelve years old at that time, was in our sight all year round. Margo, who was a good student and a good teacher in the second university, used his leisure time to establish the "Night King" in 18 years and did so many cases?"

"Magnan, a little guy of fifteen or sixteen years old, even because of his bastard mother, he was a little gloomy and precocious, and even had some bad tempers early."

"But, my dear, even his father Conrad and his brother Fricelth, lived a miserable life under our control. Fricelth even wanted to use disgraceful means to seize other people's property!"

Margaret III spitted on the ground: "It's so embarrassing, so disgusting. Next time I see him, I will break his butt with my own hands..."

"But, my dear, Conrad and Flicker, all lived a miserable life, and their change would not exceed 100,000 gold marks in their hands... Where did Magnan's mutual aid brotherhood come from? Where did he learn so many evil methods, how could he reconcile a group of playboys and accurately snipe the heirs of their family?"

"How did a group of teenage playboys and ignorant wasteful little boys, through mutual help, kill those who are aged teenage, twenty, or even thirty years older than them, those who are trained by elites, whether in their abilities, strength, knowledge, or experience, ten times stronger than them or a hundred times stronger than them?"

"You know, I felt ridiculous when I heard of a ridiculous organization like the Mutual Aid Brotherhood!"

"A group of unsavvy farmers holding pitchforks, dung forks, and ragged clothes, actually got together and killed a nobleman wearing a full set of armor and with a large group of elite guards?"

"Do you know, Magnan and his friends, compared to the heirs of those big families, are a group of farmers trying to challenge an elite noble!"

"The problem is that they succeeded!"

"What's even more evil is that, my dear, with the secret power you have in your hands, in the past few years, no clues of the activities of the Mutual Aid Brotherhood... You always think that this is a member club for a group of playboys to eat, drink and have fun!"

Mata XIII's face turned red.

"You have not discovered anything, and as a father, Conrad has not discovered anything."

"The leaders of those big families, those smart dukes, marquis, and those capable imperial ministers, were unable to find that there were a group of ambitious little bastards who wanted to seize their property within their family!"

"His Highness the King of the Delun Empire, His Highness the Prince of the Delun Empire, and so many capable ministers and generals have all become waste?"

Mata XIII's face turned gloomy.

Margaret III turned around, and she looked at the group of ducks slowly swimming over the water lily pond, and suddenly reached out and grabbed two big ducks that were fed to the fat and strong.

"So, within the empire, there is a secret force, or a lot of secret force."

"They blocked our eyes."

"They blocked our ears."

"They sealed the mouths of many people."

"They, trying to be enemies with the Empire... They want to be my enemy!"

"Dear, you know my current state...I think it's great...it's very interesting to let Joe take Hellinger's killing to make a fuss!"

"Maybe, this will bring about war?"

Margaret III's eyes flashed with a terrible blood: "But, my dear, you and I know that what we are looking forward to is a war... The empire needs a war... Medland needs a war..."

"Instead of letting them arrange everything step by step... it is better to let us violently trigger everything!"

Margaret III smiled brightly: "These two ducks are so fat... Dear, you feed them so well... Haha, Qiao must be in a bad mood these two days. I'll make him an eight-treasure duck passed down from Donglu!"

Mata XIII covered his forehead with his hands with a little exaggerated expression: "Oh, my dear, I even thought that he was our child too... You have never been so kind to Sally and the others."

Margaret III hesitated for a while: "If he could reduce the flesh on his body? Ah, compared to it, I prefer the two little girls Tifa and Viman... What do you think Isaac and Tifa are paired up?"
Chapter completed!