My wife is an immortal black snake.

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"...It wasn't me who started it. But she'd rather...have me support Kazdel than not have me support her. What could I do?"

"Huh?"

"...Literal meaning. Sigh. But whatever, it's like being in debt—sometimes when you owe a few thousand dollars, you're terrified even if you have the ability to pay it back. But when you owe billions, knowing you can never pay it back, you can feel at peace...that's my situation now anyway..."

"I see, that's a common human philosophy for navigating life. Sigh, on another note... by the way, is that head maid perhaps staying in your room?"

"I'm not quite sure..."

"Don't you even know where your own maid is?"

"She's the mirror girl who can appear in my bathwater in an instant."

"I have a feeling you might have said something terrible..."

They chatted idly as they walked to Yang Hao's temporary room. Considering the room might already be equipped with various surveillance devices by the Kazdel people, Ms. Northumen didn't intend to do anything too outrageous there...

As soon as she entered the room, she eagerly took Yang Hao's right index finger into her mouth. After cutting a bleeding wound on it with her sharp canines, she greedily sucked the blood flowing from his finger, making suggestive sucking sounds.

Yang Hao let Ms. Norson do as she pleased... He was currently preoccupied with tomorrow's work, thinking to himself that tomorrow's work was going to be really tough.

Whether it's the civilian aid team that's already been negotiated with Therese, or the relics from the Gallic Empire that need to be inventoried later, Yang Hao needs to arrange all of these things. He also needs Margarita's prophetic abilities to help him purge those anti-demon faction members as quickly as possible while preserving as much of Kazdel's fighting force as possible.

After that, he would need Karina's archaeological knowledge. She seemed to really enjoy studying antiques, and Yang Hao certainly needed information about the Gallo Empire—the question was, how should he reward Karina then?

This gave Yang Hao a real headache.

This was especially true when he remembered that he hadn't mastered his studies yet.

"That...Ms. Norson?"

"Hmm?"

"It's about schoolwork..."

Yang Hao turned his head, looking at the luxuriously decorated walls of the room. He was a little unsure how to begin. After all, even in Kazdel, given his current "friendly" status and his personality, he still couldn't bring himself to do something as foolish as "buying and selling lives" or "trading corpses" for dissection and study...

If there were any petite women among those [Demon-Hating Faction] members, killing them to learn from wouldn't be a problem. But let's not consider that worst-case scenario now, okay? Isn't Ms. Northon right here? Her [Transparent] Originium Arts can be of great help to Yang Hao...

Um...

"That's right, once we get back to the landship, could I learn some more advanced things?"

"...Hmm?"

Yang Hao's probing and suggestive question startled Ms. Norson, who then stopped sucking blood and gently pulled her head back.

No——

When her mouth left Yang Hao's fingers, the wet, slightly loud sound reminded Yang Hao of when Koschie, still a kitten, gave him oral sex. Back then, after they finished, when she tilted her head back to separate, that same sound would be made—supposedly the sound of a vacuum in the mouth. He didn't know if it was true or just the ramblings of the crazed pony back then.

"Something deeper?"

Ms. Northumber looked rather strange. Her face was flushed, and she brought her finger to her lips, then gently put it in her mouth, as if hesitating whether to agree.

Then, she seemed to have made up her mind... She smiled slightly, and finally walked up to Yang Hao, whispering sweetly in his ear:

"...You mustn't tell Margarita."

"...Oh dear?"

Then, Ms. Norson ran away. She left Yang Hao's room, not forgetting to lock the door behind her.

Mr. Yang Hao was left standing there dumbfounded, touching his left earlobe that had just been sucked and licked... Finally, he looked up at the ceiling and thought he should take a shower before resting.

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

12 month 13 day.

That morning, Yang Hao discussed with the strangely expressionful Princess Theresia, the calm Theresis, and other representatives of the Kazdel government the possibility of allowing Ursus tourists and unofficial caravans into Kazdel. He publicly announced that "these emotionally charged tourists who sympathize with the Sarkaz might commit terrible acts against those who harm the Kazdel people, and the Dukedom of Kosichear and the Ursus Empire will not be held responsible for such actions."

...

This comes after a public declaration that has made every country in the world want to condemn it as "shameless."

The man, while pondering that "it's quite normal for the Emperor's Imperial Guards to come to Kazdel for tourism," and thinking that "if the Imperial Guards are here for tourism, it's only natural for us Templar Knights to come and make a brief appearance," even considered the idea that "since we're already here, why don't we just build a military base here to ensure the safety of tourists?" left the Kazdel court and returned to his landship.

Just when he thought his day's work would proceed peacefully, leaving only the tasks of Margarita and Karina to do, which they excelled at... the elusive head maid appeared behind him, letting out a soft sigh:

"My lord... although I don't want to tell you this bad news... I must report this to you."

"Eh?"

Yang Hao blinked, looking confused.

Head Maid Monica was used to Mr. Yang Hao's confusion. After looking around for a while, she sighed softly again:

"...After hearing your public declaration, the Yan Kingdom also sent their [tour group] over."

"...Ugh."

"Not only that. My friend Kosiché from back home also told me that the most important reason their tour group sent the photos was to confirm the dowry list with you..."

"...ah..."

"...By the way, the person who came in person was the Crown Prince of Yan. This Crown Prince is already married and has two sons and a daughter. In terms of seniority, if Princess Wei Qing really marries into the family, he will be your brother-in-law."

"...Hiss...My future brother-in-law personally led a team to see me just to confirm the dowry? No, at least wait for my reply..."

"The Yan people have already confirmed that we cannot object to a princess's personal proposal to a duke... So... sir, are you ready?"

Monica's gaze made Mr. Yang Hao feel as if he were sitting on acupuncture needles.

He gritted his teeth, thinking, "So what if my brother-in-law is coming in person? I, Yang Hao, am no longer the Yang Hao I used to be!"

that is...

"What are Kosiché and the others thinking?"

"...Lord Kosiché told you to be prepared when you go home. His Majesty...His Majesty hasn't said anything. But Lady Sonia..."

"Sonia?"

"...She's really upset about you putting yourself in danger, and she's currently lecturing Hela on how to keep Daddy safe from now on. That's all I can say."

...

After returning home, I was at my wit's end.

Mr. Yang Hao came to this conclusion.

Chapter 175

It was the afternoon of December 13th. While Kazdel awaited the arrival of foreign tourists, he also struggled to deal with the damage caused by troublemakers.

Although the security forces had been mobilized to the point where they could hardly be spared for any other tasks, Therese still had her absolutioner personally escort the items from the Gallic Empire that her teacher wanted, delivering them to the location of the Ursus landship and ensuring that they were received by the people of Ursus before allowing the absolutioner to leave.

After receiving these precious goods, Yang Hao immediately asked Miss Karina, who served as his secretary, to help him examine the antiques that had been delivered to his room.

"These things from the Gallo-Gallic Empire..."

"Is there any difficulty?"

"Eh? No, it's nothing... It's just that, Mr. Yang Hao, I won't be able to report to you whenever I need to while I'm working, okay?"

"Don't worry, I'll be here except for my afternoon classes... That's all for now."

"Ok!"

Watching Karina enthusiastically begin studying the antiques and well-preserved ancient books unearthed from the Gallic Empire that had been sent to her at her desk, Yang Hao relaxed comfortably on his sofa and talked to Margarita, who was sitting next to him, about the work ahead.

He needed Margarita's help to predict the next moves of the [Demon-Hating Faction], and the location of the [Professionals'] future meeting. Although he knew this might be difficult for Margarita, he was prepared to give her a reward.

At first, I agreed to go out with her and allow her to make any request, right? So, let's take it a step further; she can do whatever she wants, and I'll have to give her even more gifts...

Hmm? Ms. Norson, would it seem strange to give a wedding ring to a child who has just been weaned?

"Hmm... I'll try my best... But Yang Hao? There's really no need for gifts..."

"Really? But Margarita, this is a personal gift for you. A ring, don't you really like it?"

"Huh? Eh...!"

Boom!

Miss Karina at the next table nearly bumped her head on the table. "Oh, it's just a ring, right? Everyone will have one in the future, Karina, you don't need to worry so much..."

Yang Hao ruffled Margarita's hair, calming her down as she blushed and stammered, "It's too, too, too early!" He then sighed as she began her work.

Alright... the archaeological and prophetic work is finished. My remaining task is to activate the [Puppet Stage] and check on the situation in Kazdel, right?

Ms. Norsen heard from Margarita that she went to bed very late last night and probably wouldn't get up until the afternoon for "teaching"... So, that means that's it for this afternoon? Sure enough, all she'll be left with is staring at the map and spacing out?

He thought to himself that if he just looked at the large map and waited for the two girls to bring back information, there wouldn't be any problem. But just as he was about to start working on his [Puppet Stage], the elusive head maid entered the room with three cups of black tea.

Monica smiled and placed the black tea in front of the young ladies and the host. Then, standing behind Yang Hao with a tray, she said, "The tourists from Ursus should arrive in Kazdel by noon tomorrow at the latest. I think Yang Hao should focus on arranging their work after they arrive."

“I know, but I need to assess the situation first... Monica, is Kazdel making any moves right now?”

"Heh. The Kazdel authorities are working hard to quell the chaos within their city, strengthening defenses on the city's outskirts, and relocating the population of the surrounding villages to the city's perimeter. Although I'm not entirely sure if this is effective, they are certainly working hard right now." The head maid chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand as she narrowed her eyes. "It seems you've indeed given them quite a bit of confidence, Lord Yang Hao... sir?"

"Ok?"

"May I ask you one question... at that time—"

"..."

"I haven't asked anything yet?"

"Haha...it was just subconscious...you know..."

"Ok?"

Monica, the head maid, looked at her nervous and anxious master with utter bewilderment. After all, Monica still wanted to trust her master—given that Lady Northon seemed to be just a novice, she figured he really didn't have the ability to harm the Sarkaz, right?

(Although the master seemed very tough when he made the phone call, I guess his body is still the same as before, right?) Monica, the head maid, thought to herself. She felt that although her master did look much stronger, she hadn't experienced it herself, so who knew what was going on?

But when I think about Lord Koschke's "punishment" on me...

Monica sighed softly. A month, only able to look but not move, and possibly not even able to comfort herself... Lord Koschche, are you really angry...?

But you didn't say I couldn't do it while I was out, did you? You said "after Lord Yang Hao went back"—but he hasn't gone back yet.

so...

...

The loyal head maid has already begun to contemplate her plan to "steal food."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Mr. Yang Hao, wiping the cold sweat from his face, gently stroked Margarita's hair as she sat down beside him, already engrossed in her work. He thought to himself, "My 'deal' with Therese absolutely cannot be discovered by Monica now, absolutely not..."

Yang Hao understood—if you were forced to bring a different girl home every few months, Koschich would be angry, but it would be within Yang Hao's tolerance. But what if you brought two back on the same day? Forget Koschich, even Empress Catherine would be furious...

...

so...

While Monica was preoccupied with something terrifying, take advantage of the moment.

Mr. Yang Hao quickly closed his eyes and then activated his [Puppet Stage]. He was very busy today and needed to be well-rested for his afternoon classes.

...

And the other side.

In my own room.

Ms. Northon, who had gotten up early, rummaged through her luggage and finally, blushing, found a black suit...

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......

When Margarita entered the prophetic world once again... she finally couldn't resist the urge to see Yang Hao's future.

But her trust in Yang Hao and her trust in her family told her that this was not a good thing.

“I can’t use this ability on my family…” Margarita muttered softly, gently rubbing her cheek in the world of prophecy. “If I use this ability on my family and force them… how can that be considered love? That would just be selfishness…”

The little bat, barely weaned, is already pondering the painful issue of using her abilities, which is truly distressing. But then again, why doesn't the little bat want to use her prophetic abilities on Yang Hao or her teacher? On one hand, it's related to her current mindset of "not wanting to hurt those she loves because of her selfishness," but on the other hand, the reason is...

Margarita has come to realize that her "prophecy" can be changed.

In other words, if she knew she could change her own prophecies, once she started making prophecies about the people around her... she wouldn't be able to stop her inner desire to "change the future."