Chapter 295: Be my son
"What, the Queen has noticed me?"
Diapolo showed a look of shock on his face, but this emotional change would naturally not be taken seriously by Agnes. She was not a teenage girl.
"You are still pretending? You just run to fight without discussing with us. Isn't you just want to be noticed by the top leaders of the empire and Her Majesty the Queen?"
"Well? When do I need to report to you when I do it?"
Diapolo frowned when questioned, and a powerful dragon power burst out from him. It can be said that he was ignorant and obsessed with the sensuality of the dog and horse. Agnes, who was attacked by the dragon power, unconsciously changed direction and took a few steps back, and his face turned slightly pale.
"Diapolo, don't think you have the power to suppress me. This matter has passed. You are not the imperial royal family. Even if you disguise yourself as you are not the imperial royal family. You cannot inherit the throne. Don't have any delusions!"
The eldest princess Agnes did not succumb to the power of Diapolo, but argued that if her peers really had power of Diapolo, she should indeed be afraid.
However, Diapolo's original body is a giant beast nearly two hundred meters long. Its strength nature is similar to that of the power inherited from generation to generation by their royal family, but its life form is essentially different.
"What are you talking nonsense? I don't have such an idea of inheriting the throne. Just give this mess to me for free, and I'm not happy to take over."
After hearing these words, Diapolo was very unhappy. He came to get benefits, not to take over. As for the current situation of the Navarroland Empire, he would not be exhausted if he became an emperor.
"Since that's the case, why do you have to participate in the war?"
Agnes stared at Diapolo hatefully, and couldn't help grinding her teeth gently. If she hadn't been able to beat the monster, she would have pounced on it now.
This guy had nothing to do when he was full, so he ran to the battlefield to show off such a wave, and it was fine if he showed it, but he was photographed by all the sensors of the fleet and automatically transmitted to the headquarters.
Now Diapolo has just performed outstandingly on the battlefield, and has been noticed by the senior officials of the empire. Compared with him, the first heir of the empire, he is like a waste, and is useless compared to him.
"I don't want to repeat it again, I don't need to report to you when I do it."
"But you shouldn't disrupt the plans we have already made!"
Without waiting for Agnes to speak, Ophelia, who seemed to be out of the matter, said, looking up at Diapolo, with the light flowing in her beautiful eyes, full of helplessness.
"I just intervened in the process of this war, why did it become a disruptive plan?"
"You have all your performances on the battlefield. Just as Agnes just said, the generals of the headquarters, and the queen, have all seen your performance. Do you know how much trouble this is?"
"I probably understand why you look like you are crying." Diapolo, who probably understood what happened, burst into laughter. Looking at the eldest princess with tears in her eyes, she still had leisure and teasing her.
"Compared with my performance just now, you're just a waste snack!"
"You..." The noble princess had never had any experience of being belittled in person. She was a little crazy, but she could do nothing because she was too conscious of the times.
"Okay, let's discuss how to minimize the impact of this matter. Diapolo, I'm not worried whether you took action this time on purpose or not.
But I want you to remember that your identity is shameless and cannot stand the investigation. This time, if there is a little problem, you will have to change your identity."
"It doesn't matter, I haven't managed this identity for a few days."
Diapolo doesn't care. He didn't think so much when he started, "But don't put all the blame on me. This ship is controlled by you. They took pictures of my battle scenes, but were seen by the Empire. You should reflect on it!"
"You have been in the imperial laboratory and have been reading the relevant information of warships for so long. Don't you know? During wartime, the General Command had the right to manage and manipulate all warships, and the Commander-in-Chief could monitor everything that happened here in real time."
"You can't block the command's control over the fleet, which does not mean we have no choice."
"Well, I admit I'm at fault, but I don't know these warships, so I'll take a step back, there's no need to argue about what has happened."
Hearing Diapolo turned his eyes to her, Ophelia also took a step back, and she was more concerned about how to solve the problems in front of her.
"The royal family you disguised as is too eye-catching on the battlefield. It has surpassed Agnes, but you cannot inherit the throne."
"Actually, it's okay to try it. Anyway, if something goes wrong, you can get away at any time. We have the capital to try and make mistakes."
Diapolo said in a simple sentence whether his actions had just taken action intentionally or unintentionally.
"No, we don't have it, Diapolo, don't underestimate the Navarroland Empire. I haven't studied the inheritance of the royal family clearly, but one of them is bloodline certification. You can't pass this item unless you are stronger than the emperors of the empire in all generations."
“Blood certification!”
Diapolo's eyes flashed, but he didn't say much. If the power is strong to a certain extent, it is like a wishing machine, which can be realized.
"Give up! Just help Agnes ascend the throne, and there is no need to have unrealistic fantasies for the rest."
"So, how do you explain Diapolo's identity? Or do you directly arrange to 'death in battle'?" Agnes was very worried about Diapolo's behavior just now, so he simply finished it all.
"Then you basically have no chance of being with the throne, your current reputation is not good, and if such a thing happens, you will be basically done."
Ophelia looked at Agnes with a fool's eyes. She could understand the idea of the eldest princess trying to erase the "royal member" of Diapolo, but the method was too rough and ugly.
"Diet to fight? Don't you have to play like this? Otherwise, you will publicly announce that my identity is your fiancé, husband or something. Anyway, our gender is inconsistent, so such an identity will not affect your inheritance right, but will also be of great help to you."
Diapolo made such a suggestion, but as soon as he finished speaking, the huge dragon felt cold all over his body. He turned his head slightly and unexpectedly saw Ophelia staring at her with a very strange look.
Death stare!
"Then what, it's just a fake identity on the surface, not a real one."
Diapolo explained with a dry smile.
"That's not OK. If there's really nothing to do, then just 'dead' in battle' and I'll do it myself."
Ophelia said expressionlessly.
"It will definitely be a fatal blow to my disappointment, it will definitely not work, he can't have problems with my fleet."
Agnes, who was the first to erase Diapolo's identity, shook her head like a rattle. She had already reacted, so she made another seemingly reasonable suggestion.
"Or, Mr. Diapolo, you should publicly admit that you are my illegitimate son!"
“??”
Several big question marks appeared on Diapolo's forehead, his face was slightly distorted, and he almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, but in fact it was impossible.
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
"It's not true anyway, it's just false. What's the matter?"
Agnes felt that her genius thoughts were absolutely admirable. She blinked her big eyes, and looked as weak as a innocent girl, and looked pitiful, but unfortunately, her appearance was a very standard royal sister-like appearance.
"I refuse!" Diapolo did not hesitate and joked. He came over to get benefits and used it as a backer for the useless princess. He obviously became a father, but now he asked him to claim that he was the son of the useless princess. What a joke.
"Actually, you can consider it!"
At this time, Diapolo heard an extremely incredible voice. He looked at Ophelia with a calm expression, feeling a little unbelievable that his eldest wife would stab him at such a time.
"If I become her son, wouldn't you lower her head?"
"My current identity is his chief military adviser. On the surface, there is no interaction with your identity, so it is naturally not a partner, so it doesn't matter what it is."
Ophelia tried her best to keep her face calm, but the corners of her mouth were unconsciously curled.
"...I can't agree, let's arrange for me to 'death in battle'!"
Diapolo was ready to give up his identity directly, and there was nothing to be left to nostalgic about. He didn't need the identity of a son.
"No, I'm just admitting it to the outside world. I won't really do anything to you."
At this time, it was Agnes' turn to be moved. The empire has no bullshit rules for being a virgin to be a queen. Having an excellent offspring can even be considered a plus. If she really can make Diapolo agree to her son, then the mother is worthy of her son, and she can be said to be sure to be a queen.
"Stay there!"
Seeing that he was coming to him and kept begging him for the eldest princess, Diapolo was very impatient and didn't take this trick at all. If he bowed his head now, he would have to call this guy mom in the future, at least in public.
And there is no doubt that this experience will become the dark history of his life. In order to make his dragon life flawless, Diapolo would never bow his head to be a son for such a guy.
"Diapolo, I'll tell you an empire secret!"
Chapter completed!