That's because you are the only one worth corrupting right now... You are the last person I can find in this court to corrupt."
The attendant sighed with emotion, stroked the golden words on the coffin, and looked at another smaller coffin placed next to this coffin.
I have to say, Gasson is really a talent.
The fact that he could secretly kill his own brother and sister-in-law without arousing suspicion from others is enough to prove that Gasson is indeed a genius in conspiracy.
If Gassen could suppress his inner jealousy and assist the late emperor and the regent, perhaps the servants would now have two better targets to corrupt... What a pity.
After this one rat shit spoiled the whole barrel, all the servant could do was to corrupt this only rat shit worth corrupting.
This would take a long time, and the benefits might not be as great as the attendants imagined.
But at least this can bring convenience to the demonic disaster ten years later... Although that is only the "beginning" of the real demonic disaster, it will bring as much convenience as possible.
That being said...
Doesn’t the parish have that thing called “Corpse Resurrection Technique” now
The attendant looked down at the two coffins and thought carefully about Prince Gasson's character.
There is no doubt that Prince Gasson is a man who does everything he can. Even demons will not take the initiative to harm their own larvae, but Gasson is willing to cut off his niece's tongue to ensure his status. There are demons who are even more demonic than demons...
It is reasonable for such a person to use the corpses of his own brother and sister-in-law in order to secure his own power, right
"Although this is good news for us demons... But as expected, Garsen, you are garbage that I don't even want to eat."
The attendant shook his head and left the empty memorial hall. His opinion of Prince Gasson was getting lower and lower. If possible, he would rather corrupt the little queen than corrupt Gasson.
It's a pity that the little queen has no power. It's a pity that the little queen hasn't even reached the time to learn the art of court politics.
More importantly, Garson was planning to have a child who was not yet of the right age get married and have children.
The servant estimated that the man might die in the middle of the corruption, so after thinking it over, he decided to give up.
After all, the devil didn't want to waste his energy on a child who was going to die sooner or later.
At least not now.
…
January 6th at 1am.
Inside the Purple Palace, in Yang Hao and Theresa’s bedroom.
When everything ended with the final tremor, the two of them collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily, and after a short rest, they left the wet bed and lay down on another dry bed.
This can be regarded as the daily work after Yang Hao and Theresa made their feelings for each other clear.
During the day, they are Basilisa and the future Basilius or Caesar, but at night, they are each other's puppies or kittens.
The emotional fusion between each other makes the relationship between them even more inseparable.
But every time after relieving a whole day's stress, Theresa would always lie on Yang Hao's body and fall asleep.
Every time this happens, it is a good time for them to reflect on the progress of their work and study throughout the day. Take today for example, they reflected on the "joint rule" that we talked about tonight.
"As expected... This kind of big event must be announced in a grand manner at a certain time."
Theresa curled up, lying on Yang Hao's chest, and playfully sucked on Yang Hao's chin and stubble: "After all, this is not a big deal for all of us to [sign a contract and regard it as over], right? This is an opportunity for us to enhance our national self-confidence, happiness and sense of identity...
Especially since Constantinople had only been up for a few days, and everyone hadn't yet come out of their underground lives? A grand celebration would herald a new beginning, and it would definitely make our country better, right? "
"I know. I was just about to tell you... but how come my little kitty suddenly knows so much?"
Theresa's eyes moved to the right, and Yang Hao knew that this was a sign of Theresa's guilty conscience.
This definitely did not mean that Theresa had attained enlightenment. This must have been something that she had learned from ancient books. But would Yang Hao condemn her for her "learning"
Of course...
He reached out and pinched her thigh, causing the cat to suddenly let out a small "meow" scream and then be bitten by her. Only then did Yang Hao laugh and end his fight with Theresa.
After all, the establishment of a "United Nation" is certainly no small matter. If ordinary people can get married by getting a marriage certificate at most, and the ceremony can be as simple as possible, then for the head of a country, just having a child requires a grand celebration, not to mention the major event of the joint rule of two major countries.
A celebration can enhance the citizens' sense of identity with the new country and the cohesion among the citizens. More importantly, a celebration can make the Bayerjans, who have just escaped from the underground hell, feel the reality of living on the ground.
This may be a symptom similar to PTSD on Earth - many Bayerjans will subconsciously live underground after returning to the surface. They have no sense of reality of life on the ground. Only after taking the elevator to the frozen underground and seeing the demon corpses being mined, these Bayerjans will have a personal feeling of "I have survived."
This won't do. Neither Yang Hao nor Theresa want their citizens to become idiots because of this post-war syndrome, not to mention that every citizen is precious -
In this situation, find a reason to hold a grand ceremony, where everyone mourns the sacrifices of their ancestors, commemorates the unknown warriors whose bodies could not be found after their death, and everyone gets drunk today and vents their fatigue and pain underground... This is good for everyone.
This was originally planned. Yang Hao had intended to confirm the birth of the festival at his wedding with Theresa - but now it seems that there is obviously a more suitable day.
That was January 15th, the day when the United Nations recognized by everyone was publicly announced - and it was also the day when Yang Hao rescued the little queen.
He had to rescue the little queen and the president of the court before the 15th. The little queen would be raised as his daughter, and if the president of the court wanted to live a leisurely life, there would be plenty of place for him.
However, he knew that Natalia would not be idle. But it was good this way, because the newly born Bayer Zhans was in need of everything... Especially for the civil service positions such as law, it was basically impossible to find cultural people to take up the positions.
If the president of the court is willing, the position of president of the Bayer Janssen Court will be hers - but then again...
"Teresa... that..."
"Don't move... Let me adjust myself. I can't breathe lying like this... Um, what's wrong?"
"Something about Anna."
"oh… "
This is what Yang Hao thought, but whether Theresa was willing to accept it was another matter.
After all, he knew that Theresa wanted a child very much now, but if Yang Hao publicly announced that he would take care of the little queen as an adopted daughter, this might cause considerable problems regarding "heirs" in Bayerjans and the United Kingdom.
After all, Anna's identity is very special. She is the child of the late Roman emperor, Yang Hao's brother, and she has the natural right to inherit the Roman Empire. But because of this, after Yang Hao publicly announced that she has become his adopted daughter, she will have the right to claim two countries at the same time...
It is hard to imagine what kind of disadvantage Theresa and Yang Hao’s own children will be at when facing the future Anna.
So Yang Hao was very worried about Theresa's opinion... After all, ever since he learned that the little queen was unwilling to speak, he knew what he should do.
He is Anna's last relative in this world. He can't just leave this child alone.
What about Theresa? She doesn't know Anna... What does she think
Yang Hao nervously looked at the hair of the girl lying next to him, but in the face of Yang Hao's worry, the girl just rolled her eyes:
"I understand your thoughts. After all, I know best what my little dog thinks - but, Yang Hao, you have to understand it too, okay
I don't mind Anna becoming our adopted daughter, and I don't even mind Natalia being closer to you. After all, Natalia is indeed your savior...
But you should also know that we are no longer an ordinary family.
Our family can't just have an "adopted daughter"? Especially since I'm the last bloodline of the Purple Royal Family... You know what I mean, right? "
"I know. We need a child between us."
"Um... um... what? So... can you move now?"
The little nun turned over and looked at Yang Hao with a subtle look. She said that she was afraid that when little Anna came over, they would sleep together, which might have a bad influence on the child, so...
Why not now
Watching Theresa slowly retreat back into the quilt, feeling her two peaks gently glide across the line of her body.
Yang Hao stared with dead fish eyes.
It’s hard to imagine that this is the girl who just cried and said no.
…
The next morning, the maids were tidying up the bedroom of the supreme ruler of the Purple Palace.
While cleaning up, they were chattering about the enviable relationship between Basilisa and the future Caesar, and how difficult it would be to get married now that peace had been restored.
"I really envy our Basilisa... She can marry a man who loves her and start a family. Unlike us, even if we want to find someone to marry, the ones we can find on the street are either already married or not yet adults... Oh? Your Majesty, did you play so wildly last night? I remember that girls with small breasts can't do that..."
"How did you know that?"
"Look, the amount of wet stains is different! You'll know this by reading more books... But then again, I'm afraid Lord Caesar's body can't handle this. If we hadn't just returned to the ground and had to rely on the elves' help, we would have had to prepare nourishing food a few days in advance."
"And I heard that the elf Fen seemed to be interested in His Majesty Caesar... I heard that Fen left in anger because Caesar was too busy and ignored her..."
"Then we should ask the elves to send us some nourishing ingredients. Our country is just starting out, and we can't afford to lose Basilisa and His Majesty Caesar."
The maids chattered and efficiently changed the sheets, then sent the dirty clean sheets to the courtyard at the back to be washed.
On the other side, Yang Hao was enjoying a not-so-exquisite breakfast with Theresa in the restaurant. Just when Yang Hao thought that today would go by as usual, Barry suddenly walked in from outside and whispered a few words to Yang Hao, causing the man's expression to change suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Princess Purple asked in confusion. "What happened to Japaria?"
The situation in the Bayerzas Empire couldn't get any worse now, so Theresa thought that something urgent must have happened in Caparia.
Unexpectedly, Yang Hao just shook his head and said, "No, it's not from Caparia. To be exact, it has nothing to do with us. In short, it was the "ironclad ship" that appeared in Drake Port of the Roman Empire."
Ironclad? Is this something the Roman Empire can build? It should be an ironclad ship from Ishgard, right
Theresa's confusion made Yang Hao shake his head again: "If it was an Ishugard ironclad ship, they would have suppressed Drake Harbor long ago instead of being warmly welcomed by the soldiers of the military district and sending in infantry -
And it seems that this news was only a day or two ago. It was the army of Alesse. In other words, Isgard is going to be in trouble. "
In peacetime, the army of a country can be welcomed by the local garrison when it enters the territory of another country. Yang Hao thought about it and could only think of the US troops stationed in South Korea or Japan.
But then again, has the internal rebellion in the Roman Empire reached the point where foreign troops have to intervene
And this Aresai ironclad ship... No matter how I look at it, it should be another ironclad fleet that fought against the Isgard fleet at that time
Now it's interesting: when Ishgard was about to invade Rome, suddenly another country that had fought a naval battle before intervened in the rebellion of the Roman Empire, and deployed the army inland on the pretext of helping to suppress the rebellion, and then let the navy patrol the coast...
After receiving the news, the Isgardians must have turned green, right? If the little queen wasn't still in Roman, Yang Hao would have been happy to see the joke.
But the problem is that the impact is indeed too great.
So after having breakfast and giving Theresa her daily hug to encourage her efforts in political affairs, Yang Hao immediately asked the elf wizard to take him to Caparia.
And as expected, the Isgardian diplomats in Caparia were already buzzing with this big news.
Without taking a break, Yang Hao was led to the meeting room by the elves.
In the conference room, Finn and the anxious Black Dragonia sat opposite each other. They seemed to have discussed this issue for a long time, but the specific decision still depended on Yang Hao's arrangements.
Without waiting for Yang Hao to sit down, Hei Longnia stood up anxiously and shouted: "Your Majesty Yang Hao - please allow our port to fly your national flag to avoid the search and possible blockade by the Alessian ironclad ships!"
Unexpected request. Yang Hao thought Nia came here to ask him to send troops as soon as possible, but...
Your request is to let our national flag be hung in your port
Yang Hao was a little confused, but Fen shrugged and stated the content of the previous meeting in concise words, which made Yang Hao's brows relax.
It turns out that Alesse is indeed an enemy of Isgard. They also have ironclad ships, and according to Nia, the core of their ironclad ships should be the core of the two steam factories that the Roman Empire sold in a package at that time.
Not only that, the steam rifles seemed to have been sold to the Alesse people as well - at least the Isgardians lurking in Drake Harbor clearly saw some Alesse elites carrying steel cylinders and holding rifles on their way out of the city.
Let's not talk about the movements of the elite army for now. In short, Ares' navy is patrolling along the coast. If nothing unexpected happens, they will be able to patrol to the secret port of Isgard before noon today, and then blockade and plunder this port that does not belong to Roman or other countries - this is what the port might encounter under normal circumstances.
But if the flags of Caparia and Bayerjans can be hung in this "port without a flag"... then the Alesi people will avoid going to war for the sake of international influence.
It seemed reasonable. Yang Hao couldn't find any problem with it either - that is, you asked us to hang the national flag on that "no man's land", does that mean that it has become our port
Yang Hao knew that his idea was a bit far-fetched.
"Why not? That's it."
But after the national flag is hoisted, who cares whose territory that originally belonged to
He smiled widely, feeling like another piece of cake had fallen from the sky.
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"Why not? That's it."
When she heard the definite answer from Yang Hao, Black Dragonia breathed a sigh of relief.
She left immediately and ordered the servants waiting outside to plant the flag of Caparia on the top of the tower in her port. Then she received the question from her subordinates:
"But if that's the case, our port will in some sense become something of 'Caparia' instead of 'Isgard'." The subordinate sighed.
"Legally, this originally 'ownerless' port will become the property of Caparia. If any diplomatic incident occurs in the future, it will be a heavy blow to us!"
"It's better than the port being blocked and destroyed by the Alesse now - go, ask the elven wizards right now to use their teleportation to hang the flag of Caparia. Go quickly..."
"yes!"
The subordinate left. Nia looked at his back and sighed in her heart: Didn't she know? Didn't she know that if she did this, the secret port she had worked so hard to build would become Caparia's "territory" in legal terms? Didn't she know
Of course she knows! But the problem is that when God asks you to choose between a bad choice and another worse choice, most people will choose the former, and only a very small number of people have the ability to choose to beat God up.