My Wife the Empress is Becoming Frightening - My Wife the Empress is Becoming Frightening chapter 42

42. Women getting ready

Episode 42

“late. It’s already been three minutes since the time we were supposed to come back.”

As soon as I entered the office, Marianne said with a dissatisfied face. I was in a hurry, but it seems to be a little late.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to have three more minutes than that?”

“Compared to lying to me, leaving early, and stopping by the Intelligence Department and Hound Headquarters, that’s fine.”

… … how else do you know that

“You weren’t lying to me, were you?”

It was meaningless to Marianne now to say that it wasn’t a serious lie that would aggravate the marital relationship, and that if she didn’t do this, she wouldn’t let her go to see other things.

As you can tell from her wide eyes, my wife is now very tired. More than anything, Marianne wasn’t blaming me.

Marianne just wanted to fool me. So instead of making useless excuses, I went back and pushed myself between the back of the chair and her and sat down.

As I wrapped my arms around her waist and hugged her, Marianne let out a very comfortable sigh.

“Sorry. for lying.”

“are you okay. Actually I’m sorry It’s not like that’s a lie, and it’s because I’ve been putting too much pressure on Isaac lately in the first place.”

As expected, I wanted to pamper myself. But every time I do this, I feel it, but not only for Marianne, but for me as well, the stimulation is great.

Sensing a change in a part of my body, Marianne turned her head slightly with a slightly reddened face and said,

“I still have work to do… … .”

Although she says so, her lovely wife’s actions were honest today. I felt like I was going to lose my reason as my butt was touching me.

Every time a part of my body twitched from the stimulus, Marianne’s body twitched too. Burying my face in the nape of her neck, I asked in a whisper.

“Aren’t the preparations for the meeting almost finished?”

“Yes. That’s true, but the important people aren’t finished checking.”

I looked down at the papers she was checking over Marianne’s body, which now began to lean against me.

Among the local lords attending the drafting meeting, there were information about some of the influential people to be careful of, as well as some people to pay special attention to.

“Are these four the Marquis of Defense?”

“huh… … There, Isaac.”

At his wife’s request, he raised the hand that was wrapped around her waist to her chest. I wanted to put my hand inside my clothes, but I thought I would break the ties of reason before Marianne did, so I decided to hold back.

“Didn’t you say that getting the cooperation of the local lords is difficult as well as the Marquis?”

Marianne, whose rationality is being cut, instead of answering my words, turned around and asked for me.

I’ll have to read it soon, even for my wife, who is starting to unravel my clothes with her eyes red and bloodshot from fatigue.

As I said in the story with the duke, it was essential to gather all the forces within the empire in order to deal with the three kingdoms that were controlling Parabellum in the future.

The problem is that the local lords under Marianne’s reign are not absolutely loyal to her.

Of course, this is not Marianne’s fault. If you point out the problems of the current empire and the continent as the cause, the problem is the root of all evil that fits roughly.

Yes. It was another achievement of the previous emperor.

The bastard had messed it up so much that the local lords distrusted the imperial government and institutions to such an extent that they might have started a civil war if Marianne hadn’t rebelled. He seems to have a bad relationship with the imperial aristocrats.

“Especially dangerous are the Marques of Defense… … Oh, this guy. Do not bite.”

“nah.”

Even though she was exhausted to the point of collapsing, Marianne, who was revived by her desire for me, bit me and left bite marks as if I didn’t know if I was a dog or a cat.

I really like leaving marks with the feeling that it’s mine. I like it too, though.

In any case, the four Marquis of Defense, as the name suggests, are those who defend the borders of the Empire.

Even in peacetime, considering the current situation of the empire, we had to make it on our side.

Fortunately, Guard Harris, the Marshal of the Imperial Army, seems to have a good relationship with them, so I wondered what would happen if I asked him.

“Ah~y~jak~!”

Angry that I wasn’t looking at her, Marianne called out to me in a childlike voice. Even if I didn’t call it that, I was already at my limit.

I couldn’t stand the loving feelings any longer at my wife’s behavior, which only I could see, and who had become like an infantile regression.

Thinking that next time I should leave my bed at least in the office, I kissed Marianne who pushed out her lips.

—

“It’s annoying.”

“yes?”

“I didn’t tell you, so keep working.”

At Selemin’s words, Catherine Thatcher, the head of the Sorcery Society, lowered her eyes and immersed herself in her work again. She is an old wizard who is respected by everyone, but to Selemin, she was just an old maid.

Shortly after returning from Meyer Kingdom, Selemin took possession of the Sorcery Society.

It was impossible to resist the aura of death, even for high-ranking wizards of the Sorcery Society, including Catherine Thatcher, and in the first place, even with simple magical power, they were no longer rivals of Selemin.

Among the wizards who judged that they could not be opponents, there were those who tried to inform the fact that Selemin was a necromantic magic user, but they were all killed without even opening their mouths once outside.

Selemine is both a wizard and a hound at the same time. It was not even a matter of dealing with the deaths of wizards who had been living in seclusion as accidents.

“I knew, but it’s hard to pressure Marianne with the level of eating the Magic Society.”

Selmin was calmly spitting out shocking and frightening content, but the wizards in the room did not respond.

So did Catherine Thatcher, the president of the society.

There was a reason why she was defeated head-on, but most of all, it was because she continued to watch the process of high-ranking wizards dying in vain while resisting her.

In the present Magic Society, which is dominated by powerful fear, there was no magician who could think of resistance or rebellion against Selemin.

Of course, the person concerned was well aware of that fact, so he was able to continue organizing his thoughts without worrying about it.

‘It would be most convenient if I could kill and steal it, but Isaac-nim’s love for Marianne is sincere.’

The rage soared to the point of going crazy just thinking about it, but it was also a clear fact. Even though it was initially out of duty, Isaac loved Marianne with all his heart.

Being in such an unfavorable position, Selemin had no choice but to calmly grasp all the elements. Because just one mistake can ruin everything.

‘It’s true that I’ve become so strong that it’s annoying to compare myself to before, but I can’t beat Isaac-nim yet.’

In Selemine’s true heart, if she could neutralize Isaac, she would have already taken action, regardless of his sorrow.

If it was possible, he would have killed Marianne and then incapacitated Isaac and gone somewhere far away. In fact, I kept thinking about that even after returning to the Empire from Mayer.

It was to the extent that I had to suffer from the urge to leave somewhere by subduing the weakened Isaac several times.

‘Even if I was weak, there was no guarantee that I would have been able to neutralize it, and if Isaac had escaped, that would have been the worst situation, so I couldn’t help it.’

As the opponent was the opponent, I had no choice but to be patient.

‘I hate to admit it, but Marianne and I have different starts. In order to take Isaac away from Marianne, who is in an overwhelmingly advantageous position, at least I have to be able to stand in a similar, if not identical, position.’

Taking over the Sorcery Society was part of the plan for that purpose. I thought maybe Haria would be the same. I will join hands with the duke to oppose the Emperor of the Empire.

“But I am the ultimate winner.”

I have no intention of conceding to anyone. I won’t share it with anyone. share? That sounds funny.

he is his own

Isaac Mayer belongs to Selemine Blattaman.

For that reason, she obtained the Magic Society and maintained a good sister relationship with Marianne, whom she wanted to tear to death immediately.

To stab and stab the back of the head. Fortunately, the preparations were already over.

“If it was given to me by my father, it would be possible.”

Selemine’s request to King Mayer, who wanted to repay him for saving Isaac and the knights of the kingdom, was now on the table next to her.

It was a few thick books. The books, which are largely divided into categories such as fostering, training, and strategy, contain certain words in common.

The word [magic corps].

—

All the local lords of the empire gathered in the system for the system meeting. Because of the distance and schedule, even an ordinary country lord had to bring several wagons.

As a result, if the lord manages a large city that is said to be the best in the empire, he will bring an enormous number of people, including escorts and luggage.

Thanks to this, for the past few days, there has been an atmosphere of confusion and excitement mixed with the large crowds that have flocked to the island every day.

However, there were also people with gloomy faces, in direct contrast to that atmosphere, and Fabian Géricault was the most representative.

“… … Do you really think this plan will work?”

“Is there a fool who does it even though he knows it won’t work? I thought it would happen, so I prepared for it.”

At Haria’s confident words, Fabian let out a long sigh. In fact, I thought this would be it too.

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Rather, I was worried that it would turn out so well.

“Guests will be arriving soon. I’m going to soothe the nervous Bianca, so please make sure the Duke is ready as well.”

As Haria went outside, the duke looked out the window. The local lords he had invited were arriving one after another.

Local lords, i.e. non-institutional nobles, hated the institutional nobility and the imperial government partly because they were angry at being treated like peasants, but that was not the fundamental reason.

“It’s scary. Fear of being abandoned by the Empire.”

In other countries, it was possible to reach out to other countries even if they were abandoned by the central government.

If you hand over the entire territory or swear allegiance, announcing that the territory is their land from now on, and saying that you will pay taxes to them, no country will say no.

Most will welcome you with open arms. Unless it’s the territory of the empire.

“Even in the tyranny and malice of the previous emperor, the local lords couldn’t betray them.”

The reason why they had to endure merciless exploitation while shedding tears of blood was because of the terrible retaliation that would follow the moment they betrayed the empire.

The Empire’s ancestors could never have imagined that the solid foundations they had built would be abused in such a way.

It was sad.

And Haria was trying to resolve their sadness by pinpointing it.

For Haria’s own love.

“A scary year.”

It looked like he was about to sigh again, but instead of exhaling, Fabian turned around. The time for lamenting is over.

Now was the time to throw the dice.