Hydra Palace, Queen's Office.

The office is not big, and the interior is a bit old. If the "legitimate tomb robbers" from the History Branch of the Academy of Sciences came here, they would definitely recognize that many tables and chairs were all antiques from the founding emperor of the Delun Empire.

At that time, the Delun Empire had basically just transformed from a tribal alliance to an empire, with weak national strength and declining civilization... So, the materials used in these tables and chairs are all good and precious wood, but in terms of craftsmanship, I can only say that there is no thorn on it and it is nothing more than that.

So, the office looks a bit broken.

But here is the true core of the entire Delun Empire. Countless commands that make people fall into the ground, countless commands that make people soar, countless commands that make enemies corpses everywhere, and thousands of families cry all originate from this small office.

Margaret III sat behind a walnut-colored office desk, looking at the people in the office with expressionless face.

According to the orders of Margaret III, Joe obediently sat on the chair beside the desk against the wall, holding a huge jug of water, and drinking lemon water lysate.

In the office, a group of academicians and professors continued to stand in an orderly lineup.

His Excellency Mendelle, the dean of the School of Chemistry of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, who was thrown away by Qiao and almost broke his neck, covered his head with his hands, which was still bleeding, and stood in front of the desk in anger, looking at Margaret III sitting behind the desk.

Qiao crossed his legs and looked at the six-foot-square oil painting hanging on the wall behind Margaret III.

The man in the portrait was wearing an emperor's crown robe, but his left and right hands were not the emperor of the Medland continent. The kings often held a scepter and a celestial ball when they were portraying, but held a screwdriver in their left hand and a large wrench in their right hand.

The middle-aged man wearing a crown had a thin face sunken, and a monocle was erected on his hook nose. His eyes were deep, far deeper than Salian and Conrad.

But his eyes were very big, almost covering his deeply sunken eye sockets.

The man's iron-gray eyes flashed with a faint light of wisdom and paranoia.

I don’t know whose work this portrait is, but it must be a master-level figure. He perfectly portrays the characteristics of the middle-aged man in the painting to the fullest.

This is a character with great wisdom, but paranoid, and even already crazy.

From the amplitude of his mouth, the outline of his facial muscles, and his body language, Joe could feel that this guy was already in a state of madness, or on the verge of madness.

At the bottom of the oil painting is a line of smooth and small floral characters.

Qiao's eyesight is far beyond ordinary people. With a distance of more than forty feet, he also saw clearly the content of this line of small words in fly heads - "Wisdom, let me surpass the gods"!

Qiao stumbled, how confident, or arrogant, was he to say such words?

This person must be Doron, the previous emperor of the Delun Empire.

A mad emperor who was obsessed with the research of ancient civilizations and burned all over the entire national treasury in order to create an "ancient war puppet with a strength comparable to a god", which made the Delun Empire almost collapse.

Margaret III, the palace revolution launched at the 16th birthday party, joined forces with a group of super old Teutuns to imprison Emperor Doron, cleanse his confidant, enthrone himself, and ascend to the throne directly.

The story of Emperor Doron is endless for seven days and seven nights.

The "legitimate tomb robbers" of the Delun Empire like to sneak directly into the territory of neighboring countries and dig out the ancestral tombs of other people's royal families and royal families without saying a word. This bad habit also originated from Emperor Doron.

He once personally led the Hydra Secret Guard to sneak into the neighboring country and dug up the old capital of the neighboring country. He even went against the trend and killed the neighboring emperor in the face of the situation and captured the other emperor's imperial capital...

A madman, a magical and terrifying existence.

It’s a pity that such a wonderful person died of illness not long after being imprisoned by Margaret III.

Qiao picked up the water jug, 'gudong' took a few mouthfuls of cold lemonade, and then burped comfortably.

The powerful body function had digested the alcohol in his body, and Joe also replied to a little sober. He looked at Mendelle, who was covering his head and muttered in a low voice.

Why didn't you throw this old guy to death?

If you have any problems, you have trouble, come for Qiao.

What's the point of attacking Lia?

Qiao knew that Liya attached great importance to her judgement work. However, according to imperial law, if Liya's degree and education at the Tulun Port Local Judicial College were abolished, she naturally could not continue working in the court.

Moreover, such a thing will undoubtedly become a big stain on Leah.

For civilians, this stain is nothing.

But for a nobleman and a noble lady, this kind of stain... tsk, it is likely that she will be infamous in the aristocratic circle. If she wants to get married in the future, she will rarely find a suitable and ideal partner.

These days, Joe has learned a lot with Ferdinand.

He had already initially understood some unspoken rules, some reasonable and unreasonable things in the aristocratic circle.

So Mendel announced in public that they would destroy Leah's degree and education...

Joe touched the Black Ringer's killing, and his drunkenness was still there, his eyes were slightly red, and he made up his mind secretly-if they really dared to do this, he would dare to order the army to surround the so-called academic committee.

Dare they implicate their families?

Then, Joe dares!

They use pens, and Joe dares to use guns!

It's nothing more than being punished again... However, the Deron Empire allowed me to pay off the crime with meritorious deeds. Qiao happened to know from Laplacie that was of great importance and had strategic value to the Deron Empire.

As long as the killing weapon is sacrificed, even if Qiao does this academic committee, no one can do anything to him.

Even Joe felt that Margaret III needed to consider promoting him to Duke.

Merits...Haha, sometimes, it's really not difficult.

Qiao smiled proudly, and he burped again.

So, a group of academicians and senior professors were very resentful and glared at him fiercely.

Margaret III, who was sitting behind the desk like an iceberg, finally moved. She stretched out her hand and gently tapped the desk in front of her. With the ice slag, the sound like the cold wind spread throughout the office.

"As the most important gentlemen, I have been in poor health over the years, so I have been living in simplicity and recuperation."

"When is it worth your big fuss?"

At this moment, Margaret III's hair was a little messy, her face was a little black, her eyes were a little red, her eyes were a little wrinkled, and her spirit was extremely depressed. She looked like a middle-aged woman who had been lingering in sick for many years and had difficulty even sitting there.

Well, at this moment, the appearance she showed in front of everyone was just an ordinary woman in her forties and nearly fifty years old.

However, her aura was extremely powerful. Her iron gray eyes flashed with a cold and ruthless fierce light. Under the threat of her eyes, Mendele, who was angry, subconsciously took two steps back and shivered.

"You have the smartest brains in the Medlands... Each of you has the treasures of the empire." Margaret III looked at Mendelle, his eyes swept over the thick gauze covered by blood, which had been soaked in blood.

"You have made immortal contributions to the empire, and you are the cornerstone of the empire's strength... So, the empire has given you honor, wealth, status, and even certain power."

"I believe that the reward the Empire gives you is enough to be worthy of your efforts to the Empire."

"So, I think you should not stand in my office at this time, but in your laboratory, in your classroom, or even... you can reproduce more and smarter brains for the empire in your own home, or in your mistress's home, which is also a contribution to the empire."

"Why, you want to encircle the Hydra Palace?"

"Why, you are filled with resentment?"

"Why do you have to use such a despicable means to deal with a young man who is executing my will and executing my orders?"

Mendelle had no idea where the courage came out, so he took a step forward, then pointed at Joe and said loudly: "Your Majesty, please forgive our offense, but...he..."

Margaret III looked at Mendele without expression: "There is no doubt that you should have seen the sword in his hand... Even if you have never seen the real thing with your own eyes, you must have seen its replicas, even its portraits and photos at the Royal Museum."

"Helinger's killing, the Empire's Kingdom-Stand Artifact, can command all the empire's armed forces."

"I handed over Helinger's killing to Qiao Jun as the steward, and he would eradicate the empire's internal affairs, full of hostility and malice towards the empire, full of ambitions and delusions, and intended to be unfavorable to the empire... conspirators."

"The people who were just arrested are what I call a conspirator."

"Is there any problem?"

Margaret III pursed her lips, her lips were slightly pale, and her thin lips were pursed into a line, like a thin blade, full of sharp and sharp evil intentions.

Mendelle put down his hands covering the wound, clenched his fists and said deeply: "The people who were arrested, they..."

Margaret III said coldly: "Many people are your teachers, your classmates, your friends, and even some are your in-laws...Their social relations and all personal information are placed on the desk of the Supervision Department."

"They were arrested, you came to be injustice for them, you came to be fair for them!"

Margaret III slowly stood up, her eyes instantly turned red. She stared at Mendelle standing in front of her with a hint of hideousness: "Do you want to challenge the imperial power?"

Mendelle and the academicians and professors behind him took several steps back at the same time.

"We need to speak well." Margaret III sneered, she waved her hand and said coldly: "Joe, you can leave... Find Sally, bring a few more Hydra Secret Guards and some more court knights around."

"Do you believe it? Your Excellency Mendelle and his colleagues, the students they have trained over the years, actually have signs of undermining the imperial power... Ha!"

"I need to say good things to these smart heads."
Chapter completed!