My wife is an immortal black snake.

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Monica sighed heavily as she said this.

No one wanted to see Kazdel rise again—except for those on Lord Yang Hao's side. So naturally, after Lord Yang Hao sent 20 vacant mobile districts to the Kazdel region, the radicals who hated the Sarkaz could no longer sit still.

They began to gather and publicly protest against the Ursus Empire—most of the radicals within the Ursus Empire, except for the warlords and nobles who couldn't be dealt with for the time being, had already been sent to feed the Rift Beasts. But the radicals elsewhere were a different story.

I heard that in Kazimierz, Miss Theresa is also struggling to deal with the unrest caused by radical elements within the country. Fortunately, she already has a loyal force capable of suppressing those few talkative bastards. But the good news from Ursus and Kazimierz can't overshadow the bad news from Yan...

Through the intelligence urgently delivered by Princess Wei Qing, Ursus learned that radicals from Yan Kingdom had even bypassed their country's blockade and infiltrated Kazdel, and might have even joined forces with radicals from other countries—now known as the "Demon-Hate Faction."

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the [Demon-Hate Faction] will prevent Lord Yang Hao from finalizing the city deal with the Kazdel government. In a sense, when things become irreversible, an assassination attempt against Lord Yang Hao will officially begin in the near future.

...Therefore, they had to make the necessary preparations and measures. Upon receiving the news, Ms. Sonia was even prepared to immediately travel to Kazdel—if it weren't for Kosich's intervention, she would probably already be at the Kazdel border.

So in other words... is the only one who can travel to Kazdel at the fastest speed right now me, the girl in the mirror?

Monica silently straightened her clothes, thinking to herself, "As expected, I'm the only one adults can truly trust."

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Yang Hao and Therese strolled around the streets for a while longer. During this time, they saw that the guests who were obviously from Yan country were pacing nervously around the hotel where the Yan ambassador was staying.

"What's going on?" Yang Hao frowned, looking at the tense guests from Yan Kingdom not far away. "Why are they so nervous? I guess it's not because the food in Kazdel is too bland, is it?"

"...Hold on."

Therese was surprised by the Yan people's nervousness. She winked at the absolution master following behind her, and then, after watching the absolution master's helpless figure walk away, she giggled and said, "This is a great opportunity—the best opportunity to kidnap her! Teacher, aren't you going to do anything?"

To this, Mr. Yang Hao simply smiled dismissively: "You little Sarkaz people, your department is playing with fire. You think I can't see through it? Haha!"

But actually?

The man, who was sweating profusely, thought to himself with trepidation that if this shameless woman really insisted on coming home with him, neither Monica, Koschche, nor even His Majesty Catherine, who was most lenient with him, would give him a kind look.

At that point, Yang Hao could handle Koschche, and might even win. Including Monica, he might be able to hold his own, or at worst be at a disadvantage. As for Her Majesty Catherine, she'll probably let him off the hook because of her pregnancy, so that's not a consideration for now—wait?

Thinking about it that way, it seems alright—but that's just wishful thinking!

Karina, oh Karina, if I'm not mistaken, this slave girl who's been looking for an opportunity will probably be planning to take me soon, won't she? Sigh...

If something like that really happens when I get back, it won't be a small matter that can be resolved by simply "falling at a disadvantage"... It could be a serious matter that my body will be completely ruined.

And don't forget, Sonia's mother also...

...

...

Or, when I get back, I might find an excuse to stay with Hela and Green. I was just about to make a doll anyway...

Yang Hao's thoughts continued to wander.

After a while—

Therese's pardoner returned in an unassuming manner.

She told Therese that the Yan Kingdom's ambassador was searching for possible illegal immigrants. These immigrants were also from Yan, but they posed a danger to Kazdel, so they needed to find them.

"Oh? In that case, let's hurry back—we need to resolve this unresolved matter as discreetly as possible... Well then, teacher, that's all for today."

"Okay, that's settled then—you go ahead and get busy. I'll wander around a bit more."

"hehe."

Therese hurriedly left with her pardoner. Seeing her return to prepare for work, Mr. Yang shrugged and decided to take a short stroll around the neighborhood.

Perfect, since Therese has already left...

“Ms. Northumber? Come on over. Ah, it’s good to take a walk around.”

"...Sigh. To be honest, Therese is really wary of you."

"Oh?"

As soon as Ms. Norson arrived, she brought Yang Hao these words, which made him twitch: After all, Therese didn't seem to be wary at all just now.

Faced with Yang Hao's surprise, Ms. Norson simply stared with dead fish eyes and explained:

“She is a warrior herself. If you really want me to take that opportunity to kidnap her, she will probably kidnap you first.”

"...Haha, doesn't that just mean I'm too weak? But I'm quite aware of that. Alright, alright, I'll wander around a bit before going back to work... Sigh, if nothing unexpected happens, I guess when I get back, Yan Kingdom's request for a meeting will be delivered to my face."

"About the princess from your hometown?"

"maybe."

"Never mind then, I'm not going to Ursus anyway... Sigh, to be honest, I felt guilty when Margarita looked at me..."

"......well."

The two adults, both hiding a little secret from Margarita, sighed heavily in unison: after all, to be honest, their relationship could never go back to what it was before, ever since Ms. Northon drank Yang Hao's blood.

Although Yang Hao knew that his blood had become so strange after consuming Ze Luo Chen, to be honest, Ms. Norsen was the biggest culprit... However, dwelling on that now was pointless: he had enjoyed himself, and Ms. Norsen had done her best not to cross that line; if they only rubbed against each other without actually penetrating, in a sense, they still had a chance to turn back...

but--

...

Who would want to turn back? The two adults looked at each other in silence: Ms. Norsen had already realized in a sense that her body could no longer be separated from Yang Hao's rich blood. Although she could get through the rest of her life by drinking other blood, if others had to choose between "100 years of simple meals" and "100 years of lavish meals", wouldn't they all choose the latter?

So... don't expect someone who's already addicted to blood—it's a bit strange for a blood demon, but really don't expect Lady Northrend to turn back on her own.

And what about the other side?

Mr. Yang Hao has been holding back a lot lately.

The Originium Arts that Ms. Norsen gave him for free, which could help him recover his vitality quickly, are in a sense... those who know, know.

Lately, he's been waking up every night from his burgeoning energy. Unable to fall back asleep, his mind is as clear as if he's hit on wasabi, and he's genuinely struggling with the question of whether he should take matters into his own hands and solve his problem.

Although the philosophical, ethical, and moral questions that Ms. Northumen posed to him made him feel very troubled, but—

...At least he won't be so destitute as to use his hands anymore...right?

so...

The two adults stared at each other in silence.

After a while.

"...Don't tell Margarita."

"...But I think Margarita will find out sooner or later..."

"We'll see... Sigh. Although I was in the wrong first, your blood is the tempting Pandora's box..."

"...So I can't reveal my blood in front of other blood demons... I don't want to be captured by a bunch of lunatics and used for a state banquet..."

"That's true."

Ms. Norson shook her head, then put her arm around Yang Hao's shoulder, indicating that he could go wherever he wanted.

After some thought, Mr. Yang Hao decided that he needed to investigate Kazdel's industry and people's livelihood. Only then would he know what kind of support to provide to this vassal.

......

They left the street.

Meanwhile, they remained aboard the land-based ship...

Margarita was rummaging through the refrigerator in her dorm room, looking for the suspicious bottle that kept emitting Yang Hao's scent.

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"Well..."

Sniff.

Margarita was rather slow-witted.

She only just realized that among the various smells in the refrigerator, there was something that smelled like Yang Hao!

It's not that Margarita didn't know that Professor Norsen would use Yang Hao's blood as "reward" to drink... but what Margarita smelled was something even stronger than "blood," something with Yang Hao's scent?

If I had to use a metaphor, it's like—uh? What... the difference between Yang Hao's fingernails and his heart? What was it again?

Although it didn't come to that point, to be honest, Margarita had never drunk anything with a stronger flavor from Yang Hao... What exactly is going on?

Margarita was filled with confusion. She frantically searched through the refrigerator, which was full of blood vials, and finally found it—wait, what?

This is not—

"Isn't this what the teacher drank before? It's cherry blossom pink... Huh? Is this yogurt or something? Hmm... It's already finished..."

Margarita found what appeared to be a yogurt bottle. There was almost nothing left in it, but how to put it… Margarita blinked dryly, thinking about those tiny bits of residue clinging to the bottle walls… um? They probably couldn't be removed, could they?

Margarita compared the bottle's opening to her finger, and then she regretfully realized that if she really wanted to dig out the remains inside, the bottle would definitely break... and then it would be difficult to explain to the teacher...

So, never mind? At least we know the teacher drank this stuff...wait, what is this...?

"Ok?"

Margarita noticed there seemed to be another bottle behind that one. But it looked like that was normal blood.

Margarita shook her head, thinking that if it was just ordinary blood, there was probably no need to keep looking.

She put everything away. Then, she closed the refrigerator, sprawled out on her bed like a caterpillar, curled up in the blankets, and let out an unintelligible whimper before comfortably closing her eyes in her warm little world.

Sanae has eaten and drunk her fill, and Margarita doesn't need to bother her anymore. Besides, she's probably just lounging on some hilltop taking a nap. It wouldn't be good to disturb her pet. The teacher and Yang Hao are busy today, so they won't be here to play with her. Ms. Karina also has work to do, so everyone here has something to do...

Um...

Why don't we just take a walk around outside today? Margarita shifted thoughtfully for a moment, but finally decided: it's more comfortable to stay at home!

But is this her home now?

Margarita wasn't sure... but if it were up to her to make the decision...

"As expected... wherever my teacher and Yang Hao are, that's my home..."

She murmured, determined to create beautiful memories with Yang Hao before he left—and then carry those memories with her to his side in the future.

...... ......

When Yang Hao and Ms. Norsen returned from outside, he was immediately informed that guests from Yan Kingdom had come to see him. Since he was not there, they left a handwritten letter from Princess Wei Qing and departed.

He was completely bewildered at the time, but he was prepared. After parting ways with Ms. Northumbery, he stretched and returned to his room, where he heard the latest news from Miss Karina.

"What? You mean..."

"Yes. The radicals in the surrounding areas who hate the Sarkaz... no, to be precise, those who hate the Kazdel region have reacted to your sale of 20 mobile cities. Although the radicals within our own country and within Kazimir have been mostly cleared out, we can't control or manage the radicals in other countries—that's why the Yan people are so nervous."

"But what does that have to do with me? If they want to hate Kazdel, then they should go after Kazdel!"

"...I don't know either. It seems they intend to stop the deal by assassinating you as a last resort..."

Karina's expression wasn't good, because there weren't any truly trustworthy guards here to ensure Yang Hao's safety. But seeing Mr. Yang Hao's confident expression... she didn't say anything.

She simply took the letter from Mr. Yang Hao's desk and carefully handed it to him: "And please accept this letter from Princess Wei Qing..."

"Okay, I'll read it carefully... but I just don't understand—why doesn't she just contact me by phone? Sigh..."

"that?"

"It's nothing. Okay, Karina, you can handle this for me later... I'll check the letter first."

Yang Hao sighed, took the letter, and sat down on the sofa. He opened the envelope, smelled the ink, and muttered, "This is truly excellent ink." After a while, he unfolded the letter to see what Princess Wei Qing had written.

...

Then he was dumbfounded.

Because the content of the letter, while not actually very long, is still quite substantial.

While it may seem like there's not much information, there's actually a lot of information.

But to say that Yang Hao isn't afraid? No...

This really scared him.

Because he truly hadn't expected things to develop in such an unexpected direction: Princess Wei Qing invited him to a relatively private meeting after his return to Ursus, and moreover, she explicitly mentioned in her letter...

...