Alison guessed correctly. As expected, the drunk Marga was convinced by the noble ladies who didn't know where to find them, so he spoke for free.

"Mr. Dominic, this is my property transfer certificate. You should prepare for the succession ceremony for Grand Duke Andrew. I will become the queen on the wedding night. Please!" Marga said as he saluted him, and almost fell down.

It's so cheap. Take the initiative. Alison looked at Marga's begging someone to spend her money and touched her face. Seeing this scene, she felt her face blushing.

"Since that's the case, I'll just let it go. It's not necessary to crown the king in the morning and in the afternoon." Dominic looked at the transfer book in his hand, nodded and walked out.

So under the sacrificial offering of Magazine, Andrew finally waited for Archbishop Chapman to be crowned.

Those who attended the wedding took the seats that succeeded the throne again.

The flames burned Zhengwang, burning all the property of the Albang family, and everyone cheered at the banquet, and the birth of the king and queen.

This banquet was even more grand than at noon. Beef, lamb, fish, barbecue, caviar, lobster desserts were available. People ate and drank wildly, forgetting the teachings of the church against greed and advocating people to live a pure life.

"The first dish alone consumed more than eighty livestock." The bishop looked at the food at the banquet and shook his head slightly, "How great would it be to dedicate all this to the saints."

Two major ceremonies lasted until midnight, when King Andrew and Queen Marga were sent to the new house.

When Maga, who had changed into pajamas, sat on the bed as if she was reserved and waiting for Andrew to kiss her, she saw that the king had no clothes.

"I don't like you. I just married you to be crowned. I have someone I like, Turiyaganova, not an ugly woman with short hair like you." Andrew said condescendingly.

"What?" Maga's heart rolled like a bolt from the blue when she heard this. She widened her eyes and looked at Andrew, "Are you kidding?"

"I can joke, but I never joke with strangers." Andrew said coldly.

"How could we be strangers? You knew me when you were seven years old." Magazine's tears began to fall down.

"I won't be bored to meet the children of a little baron. That's something that only a guy like Dominic would do." Andrew said disdainfully.

Marga panicked, she looked at Andrew, "That's what Dominic said, he said you have been there since a long time."

"Are you sure he said this? This is an insult to me, there is no need." Andrew's face changed when he heard this, and he looked at Magazine and said with a cold face, "It is your honor to choose you. Don't think that your property will be crowned with me. You have also received protection from me, otherwise you will be swallowed up by others sooner or later."

"Think about the banquet you held before, no one went there that night."

"Damn, you've wasted my time, my dear Turiyaganova is still waiting for me in the room!"

Andrew said as he glanced at the clock in the room, cursed angrily, and then ignored the shocked Maga, put on his cloak and turned his head and walked outside.

Marga was completely broken when she saw this scene. She stood up and wanted to chase Andrew, but as soon as she went out, Dominic reached out to cover her mouth.

"Are you crazy? He is the king! Can you stop him?" Dominic frowned and pressed Marga to the ground. However, Marga had a thief foundation, so he couldn't hold it down.

"You are the queen now, don't make a fuss, otherwise you may not be the queen tomorrow, do you know?" Seeing her struggle, Dominic quickly pressed her down, "Sobert, you can't harm yourself, you can't have a handle on Andrew's hands, otherwise you will have nothing!"

After hearing Dominic's words, Maga was shocked and then burst into tears, "It's all your fault!"

"This is also for your own good. At least you won't attract people to peek because of your property." Dominic comforted.

"What she said should not be this. What she said was that you were too sincere in your love words at that time, otherwise she wouldn't be so sad." Alison said leaning against the corridor.

"Why are you here?" Dominic asked frowned when he saw Alison who suddenly appeared.

"I am her personal maid, it's normal here." Alison smiled, "Leave it to me, she won't make trouble."

Dominic let go of his hand and got up from Marga. In fact, he was unwilling to do the job of wiping his butt.

"By the way, Maga gave you all the assets, and there was no place to live. I'll help Boken arrange a job for the royal guard tomorrow."

"The Imperial Guards can only be the descendants of nobles. Marga is now the queen, and he can get out of here, a mercenary." Dominic looked at Alison and said with a squinted eyes. "If you can't persuade her well, you'll be a bastard tomorrow."

"I understand, but you must stick to your creed." Alison smiled.

Dominic snorted when he heard this, then turned around and left.

Seeing this, Alison went to help Namaja and returned to her wedding room.

"I understand, you just feel sad and lost someone who loves you."

Close the door, Alison looked at the sad Marga, "It's all the blame for Dominic, and you, who have been to hell, why do you easily believe others' words?"

Maga heard this and his eyes were dull and kept crying.

Alison looked at him and shook his head slightly, "You look in pain. Do you want me to replace you with a paper man?"

Marga was stunned when she heard this. She looked at Alison's serious expression and immediately fell to the ground, "Sir, I was just fascinated by anger and would not delay your plan."

"Oh, it's good that you have this faith. After all, you will deal with the church in the future. Paper people will have the possibility of being noticed by them when they enter your body."

Alison looked at Maga when he heard this, and the latter felt his soul stinging, and he felt like he was mutton on a fire rack.

Finally, Alison took out a book and handed it to Marga. "I have drawn a lot of books these days. It is said that the king is very interested in the empire. If you give it to him, it is considered as his preference."

"Ensure the task is completed." Maga kowtowed.

Then she stood up, sorted out her appearance, and took the book without any politeness.

"The Reform of the Adidzmlet Empire?" Marga opened the book and looked at Alison with a dignified smile. "The king does not like to fall behind. This book towards civilization is exactly what he needs."

The northern border of the Flame Flower Kingdom, Lorsk, and Badanmu Castle.

After being touched by someone to the bed and killing his favorite lover, the lord Badanmu Lorske was going crazy.

If it weren't for his curse, he would have washed the bed with his lover.

He sat in the hidden castle church, looked at the divination wizard kneeling on the ground, and asked, "Old guy, have the divination result been?"

"I have it." When the wizard heard the lord's urging, he ignored the hot hands of the turtle shell in front of him. He picked it up and looked at the cracks on it, and finally threw it on the ground.

He pinched his earlobe, stood up and looked at Badanmu, "It's okay, this malicious intention is targeting the church."

"Targeting the church?" Badanmu was stunned when he heard this, and then said angrily, "Targeting the church to beat the bishop, why are you here to kill me? Don't they know the way?"

"Maybe they think this attack will make you blame the church." The wizard thought for a while.

"What's the reason!" Badanmu jumped up from the chair when he heard this. He walked two steps in place, looked at the wizard and said suspiciously, "No, I mean, how should I solve my safety issue? Those women are here to kill me."

"They don't. It's a black plague. If you really want to kill you, your curse cannot be stopped."

"So what you gave me is a defective product?"

"It's not what you think." The wizard shook his head and defended himself. "It's because the other party is too strong. If they want to kill the bishop, they can kill it."

"But you said they were targeting the church, so why not kill the bishop?"

"They may be trying to kill people and kill their hearts, similar to the overthrow of faith in the early years," said the wizard.

"But they didn't even leave a punctuation?"

"Badam, when I was hired as a consultant, I was just helping you with alchemy exploration. Divination is not my strength, I can only see a vague concept." The wizard frowned.

"You don't need to see clearly, just tell me how I can be safe."

"You're fine for the time being."

"That's what happens in the future! Solution! Tell me the solution!"

"Tax cuts, people starve to death every day in your territory." said the wizard.

"Roar, are you sick?" Badamu looked at the wizard in surprise when he heard this, "I don't increase taxes, how can I buy an army to rebuild Lorsque?"

"And if I don't increase the tax, can they get it? Those fools are just about to push themselves in and burn them."

"But you will at least not die if you cut taxes." The wizard said, "or do you want to be buried with the church?"

"Oh, you have to cut taxes every time. Do you want to make my territory more population, and then make it easier for you to sacrifice when necessary?" Badam asked, "Well? Do you think so?"

When the wizard heard this, he shook his body and glared at Badam and said, "Badam, although I can't worship the moon now, I have never thought of collecting corpses."

"Come on, you secret servants can't deceive me." Badam shook his hand, "If you want me to reduce taxes and service for those damn free people, unless you can walk around the city without clothes."

Badam said as the corner of his mouth rose, "I do what I say."

The wizard didn't say anything when she heard this. She took out her handkerchief and wiped her hands, then walked out.

"Are you going to go around now? I think it's better to be during the day." Badam snorted.

The wizard stopped and turned around and asked with a smile, "Why should I do this? I'm just going back to rest."

Badam looked at the wizard leaving and became silent.

In the entire Flame Flower Kingdom, the lords' taxes in various fiefs were increasing, because Andrew's mental illness came to power, and they had to protect themselves.

Chapter 5.1 The Kingdom of Advocating Civilization

On the morning of the second day of the throne, King Andrew opened the door to the new house.

Because Dominic reminded him to take charge of government affairs, walking out of his lover's room would make all ministers and nobles dissatisfied.

You may not like it, but the surface needs to be maintained.

Andrew was very dissatisfied with this. I felt that my partner was becoming more and more unsatisfied. When I was a child, I was scolding the kingdom for being ignorant and backward and yearning for the life of the empire, bowing to life.

So much so that Andrew kicked the door when he came back.

"Your Majesty the King, are you back?" Maga, who had already packed everything, stood up respectfully to salute.

"What are you doing?" Andrew scolded, "Why don't you wear a hat!"

"Your Majesty is this. I am reading a book about a civilized country. I feel disrespectful to the books with a hat." Maga saluted again.

"The daughter of a little baron is rare to read."
To be continued...