My wife is an immortal black snake.

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"...Hiss...Hoo. Duke Kosiché...seems to have agreed."

What? Your legal wife gave her permission?

forget it.

The Emperor's blade and the Templars were both troubled and conflicted by Yang Hao's audacious actions.

Meanwhile, Miss Karina covered her face and fled the library, eventually getting into the Duke's car and heading towards the Duke's residence.

'...What am I doing...' she muttered softly, covering her face, while the Duke's driver dutifully and silently performed his duties. 'Why did I do that when Mr. Yang Hao and she were doing that kind of thing...?'

She was frustrated, at a loss, overwhelmed by her own sense of guilt and the curiosity of discovering what they were doing, unable to find the words to describe it. But at least, Karina had taken a step—she did it. She stopped trying to act as Lord Koschche's puppet... She was doing what she wanted to do, and that was enough.

She took several deep breaths to calm herself down.

'...This...it shouldn't be enough for the master to remember me, right? In the end...the only one who will leave a mark on his eyes is Lord Koschche, right?' Karina lowered her hand, looking at the back of the chair in front of her, muttering to herself. '...How unwilling I am...'

Karina harbors a desire.

Now that desire was turning into a bottomless abyss. She knew it was no longer desire; it was something far more terrifying.

She was scared, but... she couldn't resist the desire.

She closed her eyes, preparing to take a nap before returning to the Duke's mansion to calm herself down.

However, in her dream, she dreamed that she passed through that door—that pure white door.

No—not that pure white door.

In her dream, Karina held her breath. She realized she was in the wrong place. Red, red—this place was all about red.

Where exactly was I dreaming about? She stared blankly at the crimson church before her.

"..."

Someone is talking.

"Women's desires are not as strong as men's, but mothers will never leave when their children are born, while fathers may not."

It wasn't just one person speaking.

"Come closer—we'll show you what we want to say."

But those voices were also incredibly alluring. Karina couldn't help but walk forward, but just as she was about to reach the point of conversation—

She woke up.

"—Miss Karina, we've arrived."

The dutiful driver opened the back door for her. She looked out at the scenery with a dazed expression, realizing she was back in the Duke's mansion.

She mumbled a few incoherent responses, then subconsciously said:

"...Could the servants prepare a meal for me? I'm a little hungry..."

"Yes."

Yes—she was a little hungry.

My fingers gripped unconsciously, my mouth and tongue eagerly craved the taste of delicious food, and my stomach was churning.

An unbearable appetite entered her body through her interrupted dream, affecting everything about her.

......

Meanwhile, in the audience hall of the Duke's mansion.

Kosiché, who was dealing with political affairs, vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Something terrible happened to Karina.

Kosichrie has lost control of Karina... She has to figure out what's going on.

"Monica, take me to Karina."

Kosichrie said, hastily rising and throwing her last task onto the throne, before moving toward where Karina was, led by the head maid.

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Something strange happened to Karina. What could be the cause?

Koschl didn't know this... but as far as she knew, the Originium Arts she had set up for Karina were generally impossible for Karina to break.

This isn't Kosic's self-promotion; it's simply the truth.

Under the influence of her Originium Arts, beings whose Originium Arts she unleashed would gradually become her new bodies. As the Originium Arts matured, Koschitch quickly gained the ability to inherit them—after she inherited a body, the original owner's consciousness would either fall into a dormant state or simply disappear, but this would not prevent Koschitch from subsequently controlling their bodies freely...

Unlike now, her Originium Arts seem to be on the verge of breaking down. Did Karina do this herself, or was it inflicted by an outsider? Either way, Koschche must find out what happened.

"...Kelina."

So she came over. She went to Karina's bedroom. There, Koschke saw Karina eating.

Bread, cake.

Fried meat, desserts, and drinks.

There are all sorts of other things... but isn't this a bit too much?

Karina, Karina—in Kosich's understanding, Karina wasn't the wasteful type of noblewoman from Ursus. She was principled and knew how to avoid wasting even a single resource. She wouldn't have the cook prepare so much food, so what exactly was going on...?

...

What did someone do to you?

Kosiché and his head maid watched Karina eat. She ate very quickly, and it seemed she was truly starving.

And Karina also noticed Lord Kosich's arrival. She paused for a moment, then elegantly wiped her lips with a napkin, before revealing a smile that was no different from her usual one:

"Greetings, Lord Koschche, Head Maid Monica. May I ask what brings you here?"

"...The Originium Arts on you seem to be loosening." Kosichä frowned. She sat opposite Karina, faintly sensing a strange aura emanating from her successor. Monica, as an Ascended being, noticed the aura emanating from the cup that was supposedly Duke Nikolai's former form on Karina...

She took two steps forward silently, wary of Karina, and had already turned one hand into the mirror world, grasping a dagger from within, ready to kill this heir who might have already betrayed Lord Koschche at any moment.

But it seems that the worst change they had imagined did not happen to Karina.

“Hmm… I’ve felt that way too. After all, I used to treat it like my most precious treasure, checking it every day, but lately I’ve neglected it…” Karina nodded and smiled. “I think it’s probably related to my recent state of mind…? Lord Koschche, sometimes I think that if I hadn’t run into Mr. Yang Hao that day, things might not have turned out this way.”

"...Hmm. Tell me in detail what happened."

So the problem still lies with this insatiable man at home? Koschich and Monica were both stunned, but compared to Koschich, Monica's regretful "if only I had known" look seemed more dangerous.

Then, at Koschei's command, Miss Karina smiled and explained her innermost thoughts to her most trusted Lord Koschei... as well as her wishes and the scene she had dreamed about that day.

She said that what started as a desire to be remembered by Mr. Yang Hao had now degenerated into something far more indescribable. She wanted Mr. Yang Hao to remember him more... much more. Everything that belonged to her, and everything that didn't belong to her, she wanted to be remembered—and worst of all, she didn't even know why she had changed like this.

"Lord Kosichä...you know what? This is the first time I've ever had this desire...Mr. Yang Hao hasn't done anything, and I've only talked to him a few times, but for some reason, the desire in my heart has become stronger and stronger. At first, I thought that this was a desire that could be eliminated by simply making him remember my words—but now I think that's not the case. It's something deeper...I'm craving something more."

"..."

“I want him to remember me more... I want him to know everything about me, I... Lord Koschche... I even have some terrifying thoughts, but I don’t know what to do—”

Karina was trembling and her emotions were very unstable. But she also looked too dangerous right now—just as Monica frowned, trying to calm Miss Karina down remotely, she heard her master of the house sigh heavily.

"...Good boy."

Kosichello said, standing up from where she was sitting. Before Monica could stop her, she went behind Karina and gently hugged her trembling, delicate shoulders.

"Everyone has terrifying thoughts. You're just being influenced by a momentary desire—you are my heir, my chosen Ursus. Karina, you must be strong, okay?"

"...Lord Cosiche..."

"Listen to me. You need to rest for a while. I'll figure something out, okay?"

"...Um."

In Kosiché's embrace, Miss Karina gradually regained her composure. However, she was probably just too tired... After calming down, the heir closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Lady Koschke instructed Head Maid Monica to put her in bed and take good care of her. After having the other maids clean up the food, she said to Monica:

“I have reinforced my Originium Arts, but if Karina wants to completely eliminate the influence of that desire, then... I still need to have my dear come over.”

"But, Lord Koschche..."

If all else fails, can't we just get a different body? She opened her mouth, but in the end, she said it out loud.

"No...it's not just because I can't find a suitable successor right now, but more importantly, what if all the successors I find in the future face the same problem? I have to solve this problem."

"...yes."

Since Lord Koschke has already said so much, Monica has no reason to stop her.

However, if this continues... Miss Karina's condition is indeed extremely dangerous, not just ordinary dangerous.

But as for how to do it specifically... Monica could only rely on her two masters.

Lord Koschke is trying to find a way to solve Miss Karina's problem.

So, what about Lord Yang Hao?

...

Monica curiously used her newfound powers to take a look.

Then, to his astonishment, he discovered—he was having sex with a foal.

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Not only is the great Lady Koschei diligently preparing for her successor, but she is also sharing her worries, dispelling her fears, and caring for her as if she were her own body [although there is nothing wrong with this].

And what about the great Lady Kosiché's husband, His Majesty the Emperor's Prince?

...

Monica glanced at the scene in the mirror, and finally, her gaze settled on Miss Teresa's behavior: she was crying her eyes out, her face flushed, and she was clinging tightly to her master, her arms hanging over his waist.

...

He's working with his own intelligence chief, and he seems quite tough on him—wait, isn't something wrong?

Was it that Lord Koschche and I didn't try hard enough yesterday? Or has Miss Sonia been neglecting us lately? Or has Hela stopped pestering you to take her out to play?

Or perhaps His Majesty the Emperor hasn't been visiting you lately?

You've become so thirsty that you've resorted to forcefully venting your physical stress on your manager? Were we really underestimating your reserves?

Shouldn't it?

“Monica—have him come over when he gets back. We need to deal with Karina. Hmm?...Monica?”

"—Ah, yes. I understand."

Last night's last limp thing didn't seem to be lying, did it? Could it be that your recovery speed is really that fast, sir?

Before this, I was actually worried that your body might not be able to handle it? And so I prepared meals for you every day to help you rest and recharge? Now it seems I was truly a clown—

...Lord Yang Hao.

You just wait until tonight.

Monica silently vowed in her heart that if she didn't pin Yang Hao down on the bed today so he couldn't get up the next day, she would no longer be the head maid of the Duke of Koschche's mansion.

And on the other side-

It's finally over.

The result was that what he ejaculated was a very thin liquid, like 5 liters of mineral water mixed with a drop of milk.

Although he had vented his anger and impulsiveness, Yang Hao now felt a strange sense of desolation, as if he would die as soon as he got home.

"...Theresa?"

"Woo..."

But rather than figuring out what to do once we get home, the most pressing issue right now is how to deal with Theresa.

He seems to have gone too far.

The Kuranta girl, now slumped on her desk, was completely immobilized. For this young woman experiencing life for the first time, facing an enemy who had once fought against a thousand-year-old monster, an ascended being, an emperor, and a deep-sea hunter—the sheer dominance was far too overwhelming.

But Theresa proved she was a person of potential, worthy of her former status as a conquering knight. Even in this utterly crushing battle, she persevered until the very last moment before reaching her peak. Moreover, Yang Hao was already beginning to regret being so forward with Theresa during their first time together.

After all, the last person to play this game so wildly was Her Majesty Catherine, and now that Her Majesty is the one who's above him.

Now it's Theresa's turn. But considering she's her master, she probably wouldn't do anything to embarrass him, right?