I'm a fox girl, I took over the job of the Night Demon Queen

"Ah, I can't eat again."

The smile on his lips was as cold as the ice in his arms.

#World famous paintings!#

111. It’s not a wig, it’s Mona!

On the pretext that Jones's hand was red and swollen, she sent Judy to the infirmary with her for some simple treatment, and finally got rid of her two little followers temporarily.

Walking on the sparsely populated path, Haoliana couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then sighed with a dejected expression that she would never show in front of others.

To be honest, Judy Jones.

Hao Lianna didn't like the two children who came with her very much. Their academic performance and abilities were just average. As nobles, they only knew how to enjoy themselves but not how to work hard. Apart from their identities, they were inconspicuous in the crowd, but they were very good at flattering and taking advantage of others' power.

What is even more annoying is their overly ostentatious and overbearing style of behavior.

Her original intention was to just apologize to the child who bumped into her and let it go. This was determined by the huge gap in status between nobles and commoners. If she was offended by a commoner, she could not just let it go as if nothing happened. If others knew about it, she would become a laughing stock.

Moreover, Jones and Judy were right beside him.

But after all, I had only known them for a short time, and I didn't realize that these two people were so domineering that they would treat a timid child with such a harsh tone and rough physical contact. It was natural that the other party would shrink back and say nothing in such a situation.

In terms of status, the nobles have the right to dispose of the common people. There is nothing unjust about the degree of bullying done by Jones and others. At least, such unspoken rules are prevalent among the aristocratic class.

So even though she didn't agree with this behavior, as a member of the nobility, Haoliana would not and could not stop them. She could only wait for the child to give in and then leave in the name of "don't waste time here".

This is the so-called form, which is the rule of the nobility. Any noble must act within the established framework in order to live up to the family name.

Then the following events happened. He confronted the righteous child named Azi, and then the princess of the Carle Empire and even the saint of the cult were involved. Things got so serious that,

Her reputation will probably drop a lot after what happened today. She has done something that damages the family's reputation before the school even started.

"Am I really still too immature, Father?" Hao Lianna said to herself.

Judy and Jones regarded today's humiliation as bad luck.

[My luck is so bad. I didn't expect to meet such a stubborn person, and even offended Princess Carle.] This is what they complained.

He got a cream stain for no reason, and in the process of handling the incident he encountered a stubborn guy, who happened to be of high status and a close friend of the princess. Then a small matter became a big fuss, and it almost escalated into a political issue. In the end, it even required the intervention of Her Highness Saint Godwinlin to resolve it.

Indeed, such a thing would be considered bad luck in the eyes of most people, but Hollyanna didn't think so.

All the misfortunes were caused by her own lack of ability. If she had noticed Judy and Jones' nature earlier, instead of leaving it to them, she had handled the matter more peacefully herself, then everything would have been different.

"How can I correct them?" Haoliana muttered to herself, frowning her heroic brows.

Even though Hollyanna didn't like what Judy and Jones did, she couldn't alienate or abandon them.

Because that is understandable.

Unlike Hollyanna, who was born into the Leopold family, the oldest aristocratic family in the South, with a long family history and the purest aristocratic blood, Judy and Jones were both born into new aristocratic families, and the entire family was only two generations including them.

An empire cannot be built in a day, and the same goes for aristocrats. It usually takes three generations to develop aristocrats. The first generation is nouveau riche, and suddenly becoming nobility makes them blind. Such nobility are usually arrogant and domineering, and still cannot escape the description of "country bumpkins". The second generation of nobility receives aristocratic education since childhood, but still cannot get rid of the nouveau riche's set of habits in their bones. They are usually polite, but once something happens, their true nature will be revealed, just like what Judy and the others did today.

Only by the third generation or even later, when cultivation is no longer the product of acquired education but the result of natural influence, will the aristocratic upbringing really penetrate into the bones and become natural.

"There's no one left in Nanmai."

Today's incident does not embarrass Hao Lianna. What she is worried about is the future of Nanmai.

After picking and choosing, the only person of the right age to be her study partner was this second-generation aristocrat who was mediocre in every aspect and behaved in a capricious and domineering manner. Today's incident made everyone see Nanmai's decadent state.

Unlike the northern countries that were relatively safe in the rear and less affected by the war, the demons landed in the southern part of the continent. The Las Empire, which was the first to bear the brunt of the sudden offensive, suffered heavy casualties and lost large tracts of land. At one point, all of its territory except the imperial capital Tutankhamun was occupied, and nearly half of the empire's population was enslaved and massacred.

According to incomplete statistics, during the Human-Demon War, the population of the Southern Territory dropped by more than 60%, half of the cities were destroyed, and the political functions were basically paralyzed.

But this is not the end. The South Territory was devastated after the war and urgently needed to reorganize its regime. However, due to the interference, coercion, or inducement of major forces in the North, it was difficult to reunify. In the end, it could only constantly compromise and make concessions, forming a united regime in the form of the Southern Pulse City Union, which was divided into several factions fighting each other.

[If this continues, the South will eventually be swallowed up by the North. Now that all the brothers have died in battle, even if you are a girl, you will have to work hard, Anna. You are the last hope of the South.]

If the Las Empire had not fallen apart, Haoliana would have been a princess at this moment.

It's a pity that they have the same position but different fates. Unlike Alice, who grew up carefree and took actions only for fun, Hollyanna is burdened with a deeper, heavier, and more profound mission...

Shaking her head and putting aside the many memories of the past, Hollyanna reminded herself to focus on the present.

Now her father sent her to study in this distant academy, with the idea of ​​letting her recruit talents from there to inject new blood into the Nanmai United.

The noble families in the North Pole would basically not be persuaded by her. What she should do is to lure the commoners who performed well in the academy and wanted to seek promotion with the title of nobility, but now she has messed it up from the beginning.

Today's incident has caused such a big stir that by tomorrow everyone will know how domineering the Nanmai nobles are, and the road ahead will surely be filled with thousands of obstacles.

"Arnold, you've been standing here for a long time, would you like to come and sit down?"

The sudden words interrupted Hao Lianna's thoughts. Only then did she realize that she was too deeply involved and had unknowingly forgotten her surroundings and stood there for a long time.

Now that her ugly behavior was seen by everyone, Haoliana sighed and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"My mother always said that cute girls will get older if they sigh too much, so if you don't mind, even though we're just casual acquaintances, maybe you can try to talk to me."

The gentle words were like the sound of a clear spring, which instantly calmed Haoliana's restless heart.

She looked up and saw the beautiful face she had seen not long ago.

But there were some differences, whether it was the hair color, the eyes, or the temperament, Hao Lianna couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's not Azi, it's Mona." Mona put her green fingers to her lips and smiled playfully.

#Mona: You never thought that I was the worst one (real)#

ps: The free chapter ends here. The next chapter will be the thanks for the launch tomorrow, followed by the subscription chapter of nearly 40,000 words at midnight.

As I said, the first order after the listing is very important data, so if you intend to follow it, please subscribe on the same day. It doesn’t matter at midnight, just subscribe on November 1st.

In addition, a joining bug was discovered in the group yesterday. Some people answered the questions correctly but still had difficulty joining the group. The number of people in the group has not increased since several days ago, so I wondered if it was caused by this bug (of course, it is more likely that no one has joined). Regardless of whether it is a bug or not, it has now been changed to allow joining the group without asking any questions. Let’s announce the group in the last chapter of the free chapter.

Group number: 743757594 How cool is a fox girl?

Testimonials

"Mmm~ It smells so good, what is mommy doing?"

"It's Mona, mom is making braised pigeon soup~ Gulp gulp gulp gulp!!!"

"Well, although it smells good, it's not a good idea to make this today, Mom, now is the time to give a thank you speech."

"A thank you note for the release? Isn't that just a pitiful activity to ask for monthly tickets, rewards, and subscriptions? This kind of thing, uh uh... Yazi, why are you blocking my mouth? A maid should not kiss her mother's mouth!"

"Mom, it's live broadcast now! (whispering)"

"Huh? Live broadcast?"

"Live broadcast, live broadcast! The readers heard what my mother said just now."

"...And what about the matter of Ako shutting me up?"

"Yeah, I see. Kiss."

“Ugh, wuwuwuwu.” (He squats down slowly with smoke coming out of his face)

"It's shameless to be a fox like this!"

"No, compared to this, Mom should first consider the comments on the shelf."

"My thanks for the launch. Yes, my thanks for the launch."

"Mom, what are you doing? Why did you take the pigeon out of the pot?"

"Cuckoo~"

"Still alive..." ×3

"Humph, of course I'm alive. I'm going to fall down from here, into a pot, simmer over high heat for 24 hours, be sealed in a coffin, and in a grave, I'll shout out with this rotten voice - please subscribe!!!"

"Ahhh, Jiang Lan, let me go, let me go. Why are you putting me on the pot again? You are murdering your own father. Do you understand, father?"

"Kiss your mom! Don't talk nonsense to me. Hurry up and tell me your thanks for the listing. My daughter is waiting for pigeon soup."

"Gugugugu, you forgot your mother after having a daughter. Pah, you forgot your father. You scumbag fox, you big pig's hoof!"

————The following are normal comments (roughly)————

Oh my, time flies so fast. I started writing this article on August 14th, and already two and a half months have passed. The book is now on the shelves.

First of all, I would like to thank all the readers. I am really grateful that you have been following my book until now.

Secondly, I would like to thank all the friends who have read Onodera, the Apostle and still collected this book. I am sincerely grateful that they can trust me again, a pigeon with a previous criminal record. It also gives me a lot of confidence.

As I mentioned before, the remarks after the release of the book might actually be a time to sell sympathy, so Dongliu also wants to say something sentimental here.

This is the last chance!

I started writing novels in the first semester of my freshman year, and now it is the first semester of my junior year. It has been nearly three years. The works I wrote in the first two years were pretty mediocre. I made almost all the mistakes a novelist could make. It was not until I wrote Apostle that I finally figured out the ropes, but by then I was already at a crossroads in my life.

That period can be said to be the most depressing time. My family strongly opposed the idea of ​​writing a novel from the very beginning. They wanted me to take the postgraduate entrance examination and find a stable job.

But I was not the kind of kid who liked to study, so I ignored him and continued writing novels that brought me almost no income, and I wrote for two years.

But when Apostle finally produced his results and happily told his family that he could be self-sufficient and could make a living by writing novels in the future, his family became more opposed. Even my uncle said to me while we were having dinner at home: Study hard and write novels later, after you pass the postgraduate entrance examination.

(This is just empty talk. How can I have time to write a novel after taking the postgraduate entrance examination? For me, writing a novel and taking the postgraduate entrance examination have always been a single-choice question.)

That was the second month after Apostle was released. My mother would call me every three days and warn me not to type. Just write for an hour or two a day and don’t waste time because you are a student and you need to prepare for the postgraduate entrance exam.

Then my grandma would call me from time to time and tell me that I was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

It's ridiculous, right? The collapse started with the people I trusted the most, my family. It started with those phone calls. My mentality became worse and worse, my mind became more and more confused, and in the last hour I couldn't type more than 500 words. I became stupid and the book was discontinued.

For two months after I gave up, I didn't write a single word. I studied and took exams in a daze. It was not until August during the summer vacation that I finally made up my mind to make one last effort. If I failed, I would really give up and concentrate on the postgraduate entrance examination.

But now it seems that I have not failed, so I often think that I am really lucky to have so many readers reading and commenting, and I have the determination and courage to continue writing.

Therefore, I hope to get subscriptions no matter what, so that when I go home in more than two months, there will be enough money in my bank card to give to my family to read. I can earn in two months what you can earn in half a year, and I can survive on novels.

This is a childish act of anger, and what supports this anger is the money that readers spend on drinking a few fewer bottles of beverages every month.

So it's materialistic and tacky, I want subscriptions, I want money!

As for readers who are worried about whether this book will be cut off again like the apostles did, if you cannot see my determination to burn my boats between the lines, please worry as much as you want.

Maybe I will really postpone it in the future. If my mentality explodes once, there may be a second time. But I spent all my time in college on writing novels. At least now I am writing this thank you note for putting my novel on the shelves and I want to work hard to finish it.

Here is another chat record in the group (authorized by the other party).