"I don't care what you will think once you lose your job, nor do I care about your hard work for the United Nations... My Regent? Pay more attention to things other than work... Pay more attention to me... Pay more attention to yourself, okay?"
"Hmm?"
"After all, I am ready to make you as long-lived as an elf... But if you die halfway through your work, it will be a problem for me."
It seemed as if he had heard some incredible news - before Yang Hao could react and realize that this was the "tradition" of the elves, Fen took the initiative to move closer to him.
Just like a strong butcher admiring a piece of meat waiting to be cut by the butcher's knife, the elf with a gloomy face and even a smile without a trace of "happiness" sucked his chin, licked his stubble, and murmured in an unclear voice:
"The smell of exhaustion. The smell of aging. Your body is collapsing like a rotten wood... It seems that after losing the former queen, you are eager to emulate her, learn her abilities, and finally be able to take charge of the situation...
But this is impossible, Your Majesty the Regent. Even if we are elves, our "perfection" does not mean that we are omnipotent - no matter how perfect a female elf is, she cannot give birth to a child alone.
Even the elves are like this... Why do you insist on pursuing... the path of perfection?"
"Because I want to make the United Nations a better place."
"But the United Nations is not yet qualified to allow you to overdraw your life and take it for granted that you can enjoy the blessings you bring. Bayer Zas can't do that, and Japaria can't do that... In the final analysis, we owe you this."
"But in this world, isn't it natural or even necessary to work hard for your family?"
“That’s what you think… In fact, even Theresa doesn’t think she can accept all your efforts unconditionally… Haha, I didn’t expect that His Majesty the Regent has been so focused on his work that he can’t care about other people
The same goes for Naluga, the new president of the court, and even little Anna... Maybe you don't understand why little Anna likes Natalia more, right?"
"That's because... I'm too busy."
Yang Hao tried to explain himself, but when the elf forced him to sit on the chair, and then sat on his thighs, his mouth seemed to be sealed by magic.
What he saw was the elf tilting his head, his eyes flashing with the sharp light of a predator, and smiling with a successful plan:
"Then... don't work so hard for me. Even the lazy "Light" mentioned by Theresa is ashamed of your efforts. You will have plenty of time to work hard in the next thousands of years of your life, but definitely not now."
"Fen..."
Yang Hao wanted to speak, but he didn't have the ability to speak. Fen's magic made him only "say" these words in his heart.
Watching Finn bit the zipper of his clothes with his teeth and slowly pulled it off, Yang Hao suddenly understood why Arthur was so afraid of his elf lover.
It's not just a physical desire, what's more important is that the elves' emotions are indeed so stubborn, even to the point of completely disregarding the thoughts of others.
This was the first time that Yang Hao experienced someone's love "without considering his own thoughts at all."
This kind of morbid emotion... maybe it's not just unique to Finn, but a "disease" of the entire elf community.
But what's wrong with that
He found that his hands seemed to be able to move. But before he could move, Fen kissed him on the mouth.
Once, twice. She was extremely greedy, greedier than the greediest Roman.
"Don't even think about escaping today, my Lord Regent... You'll have to marry me openly anyway, so what's wrong with an overdraft?"
"Finn... But I'm about to go back to Theresa..."
"Why do you think I came here at this time?"
Finn smiled and took off her clothes.
She showed Yang Hao the underwear produced in the Purple Palace of Bayer Jans.
…
At the same time, in the Purple Palace, Theresa stretched out on the bed while muttering, "Fen should have succeeded."
She turned over and looked at the open wardrobe, where one set of her made-to-order underwear was missing.
Although Theresa subconsciously joked when she first saw Fern's real figure, "No one would be able to tell even if she doesn't wear it," for the sake of future family harmony, Theresa still seriously asked the maid to customize a suit for Fern.
The point is not how precious this set of underwear is, but that "this is clothing unique to the Purple Royal Family." Fen, who owns this set of clothing given to her by the Purple Princess herself, will become a "family member" recognized by the Purple Royal Family.
Although it seems that Fen has no need to accept such an honor, it is actually necessary considering Yang Hao's family feelings.
On the one hand, Fen also needs a clear status that is neither higher nor lower than Theresa.
On the other hand, only when Theresa accepts Finn wholeheartedly will Finn accept Theresa wholeheartedly.
More importantly, after so much time studying, Theresa has come to realize that her power and political ability are very limited.
“Maybe I can give him a rest, maybe I can give him a home, maybe I can support him silently when he is hurt… But I don’t have the ability to make him turn his head, and I don’t dare to just reach out and grab him to make him stop.
Alas, who made me like this? I worry about this and that, worry that he will be hurt by my every move, worry that he will feel that my "stopping" is a betrayal one day - so I need someone who can ignore his feelings and force him to stop on the edge of collapse. "
Mother Teresa murmured to herself. The most important thing she learned from her political work during this period was naturally the art of "compromise" and "cooperation", as well as the skill of "identifying" her true ability and ability range.
She knew that as "Mother Teresa", she could only do a limited amount for Yang Hao, so she became "Barcelona". But even so, Teresa still did not have the ability to hold Yang Hao back at the critical moment.
Rather than running away alone, with the possibility of him getting hurt somewhere unknown, Theresa chose to compromise with Finn.
She gave up the love she had exclusively for Yang Hao, just so that Fen could join the battle - after all, to be honest, the feelings of the elves are morbidly stubborn, and they will force their partners to stay regardless of their wishes, and make them as long-lived as the elves...
But because of this... Finn has talents that Theresa doesn't have.
Just like some people are born to be unable to tolerate spicy food, while others cannot live without spicy food - as the "hot pepper", Finn's most important job is naturally what Theresa just agreed with her...
The condition of "pulling him down at the critical moment and not letting him rush headfirst" is no longer needed.
Theresa confirmed for Yang Hao a guarantee that he would never die from his crazy pursuit of perfection...
The price was that he had to marry multiple wives no matter what, politically speaking - something Theresa found acceptable.
Because she knew that Yang Hao trusted and loved her the most. She knew that Yang Hao could give up everyone except herself at the critical moment... That was enough.
(After all, I am just a little nun—)
The little nun muttered, and after covering herself tightly with the quilt, she blinked and chose to take off all her clothes under the quilt.
Anyway, Fen would leave some for her, so she wouldn't have to worry about not having meat to eat later.
Theresa was in a good mood, and Finn was naturally in a good mood too.
The Black Dragon, who was left outside, paced back and forth anxiously, her eyes bloodshot - she waited and waited, but in the end, she did not receive permission from His Majesty the Regent to meet her.
The elf said that His Majesty the Regent has taken a break due to his hard work, so please come back tomorrow.
"Then I'll come back tomorrow." Nia smiled bitterly, knowing that she would have to accept the colonial commander's pleas and Margarita's requests after she returned. "I hope that His Majesty the Regent will be able to clear his fatigue tomorrow - I'm leaving first."
She left...
When Nia came over next time, it was already noon on March 10th.
Ever since the sinking of the five merchant ships, the colonial army of Isgard has been stuck in the quagmire of war and unable to advance or retreat.
They had no supplies, and even if they had sent a batch earlier, they could only reach the western ranchers at best—eh? To be exact, the outskirts of General Dreyarshocka's new town, and there was no way to further suppress the city.
Retreat. Their fleet had just returned for supplies, and with five merchant ships sunk, it was naturally impossible to bring everyone home.
What's more, they came here for colonization rather than sightseeing - so it was even less likely for the colonial army to retreat.
Therefore, Heilong shoulders the heavy responsibility of whether 20,000 people can continue to move forward. To use a more popular metaphor, the whole village is watching your efforts to get a quota for the demolition house.
In this situation, the hardworking Miss Black Dragon had no choice but to go ahead. But before she went ahead, she still had to ask some questions...
“Without logistical support, our ammunition is running out... If we build a factory here, it will ease our logistical pressure.
But the first group of people who came were all soldiers. How could we let soldiers build a factory
So, Lady Nia, we can only rely on you - if we can convince the United Nations to join us in attacking the Western Ranch, then everything will be fine!"
This is what the commander of Ishgard cried to Nia yesterday. Nia can understand that the warriors have limited abilities, but this is not a reason for you guys to put all the pressure on my shoulders? !
If you hadn't suddenly taken the risk of transporting supplies without cover, would I be in this situation now
If you keep going on like this, even if I climb into his bed I might not be able to repay you
If this continues, I might just borrow the President's daughter to use for a bit, or she might come over on her own initiative after receiving the news...
Never mind... I’m getting off topic.
Nia endured the severe pain in her stomach and tried her best to maintain her calmness.
Damn it, the acid secreted by the stomach after excessive pressure is too much, even the dragons can't bear it...
How can you bear to let a black dragon that is not even 500 years old endure such pressure? How dare you...
Nia cursed in her heart the pressure brought to her by the colonial army. On the other side, after carefully examining Nia's request, Yang Hao sighed in embarrassment:
"Nia, this is different from what we agreed on," he said, although the United Nations has the ability to help Ishugard open up a supply line.
But to put it bluntly, if you "promise" good things but fail to deliver, then the feeling and impression given to people is extremely bad. "You know what this means, right?"
"Yes, I know." Nia was extremely ashamed. She had clearly already obtained the biggest concession before, but in the end she always made jokes of herself. How could this make the thin-skinned Black Dragon feel at ease
How could Black Dragon hold his head high and speak to Yang Hao? "I'm really sorry... But, but our situation is also very bad now. Without your help..."
"well… "
Yang Hao sighed again.
Ishugard cannot lose at this stage, so I must provide help no matter what. But this cannot be free - after all, I have given Ishugard too many chances.
Although Yang Hao admitted that he had concealed something which might not seem good for his allies, on the other hand, the people of Ishugard frequently encountered problems at the most dangerous moments. If I hadn't kept any backup plans, wouldn't we be in an even worse situation now
So no matter what, Yang Hao must get something from Ishugard... and what Yang Hao wants is the knowledge in the ashamed black dragon's mind.
So, he finally took a deep breath, and after a long while, he pointed his finger at Nia:
"Then I understand... It can't be free, Nia. In this case, you will have to stay with us for a while to work."
"Huh?"
When Nia heard this, she was stunned at first, then her face suddenly turned red, as if she had misunderstood something.
But after seeing that Yang Hao was pointing at her head, she realized that what Yang Hao really desired was not the service of a black dragon in black stockings, but the knowledge in the black dragon's head.
"If it's industrial technology... I'm willing to trade for your help." Nia quickly adjusted her mindset.
"But... Your Majesty Yang Hao? You should also know that at this stage, if I am the only one here, I can only provide some "theoretical knowledge" at most."
"Theoretical knowledge? That's not enough... Give us some technology. Then we can send troops in the near future. How about that?"
"make a deal!"
Nia felt it was worthwhile to exchange some theoretical knowledge and technology for the Ishugard colonial army to obtain a stable supply channel for further attacks on the Roman Empire, so she chose to accept it.
As for Yang Hao, he actually had no intention of sending out the main force: after all, after General Dreshuka killed the western ranchers, there were no more than 300 soldiers left in the entire city, and the rest were taken to other places by General Dreshuka for "on-site training" with local nobles.
In other words, the city that blocked the land transportation between Isgard and the United Nations was actually an empty city! But then again, it seems that there is no need for us to keep that city
Yang Hao thought for a while, and after deeply recalling how "difficult to control" the Romans were, he decided to "sell" some favors to the Isgardians.
"When we conquer the cities, we will not accept them. The population and resources in the cities will be handed over to Ishgard for management. But on the other hand, we need to have full control over the Earldom of Kagaard and the Territory of Skool."
Yang Hao shrugged and pretended to give Nia a big surprise: "Other than that, everything remains the same. What do you think?"
Nia was stunned again. After realizing that Yang Hao had given Isurgard control of an important town, the black dragon, who was already grateful for Yang Hao's generosity, almost burst into tears.
She found that her family always caused trouble for her, but every time she was tired and desperate, it was His Majesty Yang Hao who gave her some warmth...
This contrast made the black dragon feel incomparable gratitude, but it also made the smart black dragon realize something was wrong in an instant...
After all, it is not reasonable for His Majesty the Regent to be so generous. It would be fine if he did a favor once or twice, but how many times has this been a "favor"
Even if he is a goody-goody himself, the United Nations will not be a goody-goody with him...
Individuals in a country can be warm and friendly, but a country as a whole is destined to be indifferent and profit-seeking when facing outsiders.
Is the reason why His Majesty Yang Hao gave me so many benefits because he is sure that he can take more benefits from me
The Black Dragon's boiling mind suddenly cooled down.
She looked up and down Yang Hao's face, trying to figure out what he was thinking about, but suddenly noticed that there seemed to be fewer wrinkles on his face.
"Your Majesty, thank you for your help. Since you are willing to give us such a great gift, then we in Isgard are naturally willing to accept it. But I am very curious about one thing... Has your face become younger?"
Nia's curiosity made Yang Hao stunned for a moment.
Then he touched his cheek and noticed that since that day, Fen seemed to have injected more elven magic into his body, and the reason why he became "younger" was probably related to that magic...
"Maybe it's because something good happened to me recently."
He gave a vague reply.
…
On the other side, Theresa and Finn were discussing the future domestic affairs of the two countries. Now that Yang Hao was working hard on diplomacy, the women naturally had to take on all the things they could.
"After Natalia became the chief judge of Bayerjans, the legal vacancies have been filled for the time being - but as expected, there are still many vacancies in the three areas of people's livelihood, public opinion, and execution."