My wife is an immortal black snake.

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Furthermore, Margarita and Ms. Northumbery shouldn't be burdened with the work on the front lines. They could choose easier, yet more important, tasks...

“I need someone to figure out the internal conflict between the Business Entities Federation and the War Knights, but for political reasons, I can’t send my own men, the remnants of the army, to investigate—it’s best to let the Sarkaz mercenaries handle this. And you happen to be Sarkaz mercenaries too.”

"Ugh... hateful politics. But here's the thing, if you're going to use me and Margarita, you have to offer something in return, right?" Ms. Northum raised an eyebrow, mentally deducting one point from Yang Hao's score—she knew that political demands could sometimes force people to make sacrifices, but to use even Margarita? Goodness, you're really not a good man! At least not from the current perspective.

"Of course I'll pay a lot, and it's a normal transaction, isn't it? My wife and I do the same thing..."

For some reason, Yang Hao noticed that Margarita became even more listless when she heard him say the word "wife," to the point that Hela and Sonia were both trying to comfort her... but it seemed to have the opposite effect?

"Oh? I thought you and your Duke Kosiché were very much in love, but I didn't expect you to be so petty about these things?"

"...To prevent you from misunderstanding, let me just mention that in our family, we value mutual contribution from both sides, rather than one-sided contribution."

"Huh? Does this kind of relationship really exist? I mean, you don't even act cute with your wife after you're married?"

"..."

Yang Hao covered his face and sighed heavily: This wasn't him being affectionate with Koschitch; it was clearly Koschitch being affectionate with him while both of them were giving even more...

And then again, who could resist a wife who's lying on the bed, wagging her tail and waiting for them to come home? But Koschei has already switched to Miss Lorelei's snake body this time, so the one lying on the bed waiting for me like this will be Grin? After I've created a Felin body for her?

...The tail really does need to be made more flexible and smooth.

Yang Hao shook his head, somewhat bewildered, and after shaking off his own desires, he began to talk to Ms. Norsen about the long journey...

Chapter 96

—Actually, their conversation wasn't very long. However, considering that Ms. Northumbers and Margarita would both agree to his request for help, Yang Hao would still need to tell Ms. Northumbers some confidential details.

But before that, he needed to prepare Ms. Norson mentally. Faced with Yang Hao's actions, Ms. Norson simply scoffed: "What haven't I seen in all my years? Just say what you want, why should an old woman like me need mental preparation? Hurry up, be efficient!"

Since that's the case, Yang Hao shrugged and said directly:

"Simply put, in order for my spymaster to become the ruler of Kazimierz, I need your help to set a trap for the higher-ups of the Business Entities Federation and the War Knights. Of course, we need to find out their weaknesses first."

"Wait a minute? What? No? Your spymaster has become the ruler of Kazimir? What does this all mean?" Ms. Northumberna was dumbfounded: This is too weird! What kind of ruler would allow their spymaster to become the ruler of another country? Aren't you worried that your little secret will be discovered?!

What on earth is going on?! Ms. Norsen admitted that she had never seen anything like this before, so she took a sip of her chilled blood in a daze, glanced at Margarita who seemed to be paying attention to them, and waited for Yang Hao's explanation.

Yang Hao's explanation, however, only gave Ms. Norson an even bigger headache...

"To put it simply, my current head of intelligence is a Qazimirian."

"...hiss?"

You, a lord of Ursus, are employing a Kazimirian? And this isn't just any ordinary position, it's the damn chief spymaster!

What are you doing?!

"Then my little pony wanted to go home, and since I was planning to vassalize—or protect—Kazimir, I decided to make her the Grand Duchess of Kazimir."

"...Are you fucking out of your mind?"

No? You call your steward "Little Pony," fine—but she begged to go home, so you're planning to hand over Kazimierz to her to rule? You must be out of your mind!

Ms. Norson had never seen anything like this before... but never mind.

“I’m perfectly fine. So let’s get down to business—because I need to maintain my foal’s high reputation here, and also to maintain our Ursus’ diplomatic reputation, therefore… I need someone who is neither from Ursus nor from the remnants to help me.”

"Tsk tsk... You already mentioned this before. Sigh... So, you want me and Margarita to investigate the secrets of Kazimierz for you while also setting a trap for them, right?"

Ms. Northum felt it would be more practical for her to take the job in place of Margarita—after all, it's difficult to truly know someone, and now there was a rare opportunity to see a glimpse of the true nature of Margarita's man—so she had to give it a try, right?

Not to mention, Margarita will eventually come and take over the work herself... Sigh!

What a helpless little brat!

"Correct."

"Alright then. Considering your good relationship with Margarita, and the fact that Margarita will probably end up with you no matter what... I'll take the job. But if I may ask—who is this little pony you're talking about?"

Ms. Northumber seemed to have heard a name from the remnants... what was it... Te—

"Her name is Theresa. You will meet her later."

"..."

Yes, that's the name. And it's the woman those two spies mentioned, the one you had an affair with...

Ms. Norson's lips twitched.

She wanted to say something, but in the end, she decided against it. Yang Hao's rating in her mind was steadily declining—but oh well, it hadn't hit rock bottom yet. She figured she could still tolerate it and keep observing him, really.

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

After a while, since it was almost dinnertime, Yang Hao invited Ms. Norson and Margarita to have dinner there. If they wanted, they could simply stay there, which would make it more convenient for them to go anywhere or work later.

Without waiting for their consent, Yang Hao asked Sonia's mother to prepare dinner and invite Theresa and the others back for a meal—in return, Yang Hao would spend some time with Hela until she returned.

Ms. Northumber was initially wary and intended to refuse—but her Margarita wouldn't listen! She happily agreed to Yang Hao's suggestion. What could Ms. Northumber, who loved her daughter dearly, do? She could only helplessly win the argument: however, she also said that she had to go back with Margarita to bring some things over.

"Some necessities, and we also need to go see Sanae before we come here."

"Sanae? But didn't Margarita say it was way too big?"

At this point, Yang Hao turned to look at Margarita, who was sitting obediently in the chair, looking at him.

"Mmm, Sanae is just too big now... she can't possibly come over..."

She muttered to herself, "It's already as big as a small mountain," and "Even if it can fly, it can only move at night when no one's around." Then, as she spoke, Margarita became particularly dejected: because she suddenly realized that if she were to go to Ursus in the future, Sanae was indeed a problem Margarita needed to solve first...

However, Yang Hao could see where Margarita's frustration lay. Holding Hela, he smiled and said, "If it's just Sanae roaming outside the city, it can stay anywhere in Ursus now, so there's no problem." At the same time, he curiously asked Margarita how she was raising Sanae.

Faced with Yang Hao's question, Margarita simply lowered her head awkwardly and turned it to the side.

"That's right, that's right..."

"Ok?"

"Um, Yang Hao...you really won't laugh at me for what I'm about to say?"

“Oh, Margarita, if I wanted to make fun of you, I would have done so long ago. So what’s going on?”

...She swallowed hard, made up her mind, and then, under Ms. Norson's helpless gaze, quietly answered Yang Hao:

"Let Sanae... go out and find food by herself."

"..."

It's just simple free-range grazing, right? Is there really any need to worry so much?

Yang Hao was both amused and exasperated by this—but just then, he suddenly realized a big problem.

That's based on Sanae's body size (like a small mountain)...

How much does it eat in a day?

His body stiffened. He suddenly realized that he might have to build a pet food production chain specifically for Sanae in the future.

Chapter Ninety-Seven

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in the next period of time.

Yang Hao had to admit—this was perhaps really too bad for Margarita...

"...Well..."

"—Wow, boss, I'm exhausted today... Sigh, I didn't expect to have such a mountain of work to do right after I arrived. And when I tried to go to the city, those stubborn knights stopped me! Those commanding knights seem to have given orders to their men, they won't even let me go to sweep my father's grave..."

"Um, Miss Theresa? Please bear with me for a moment. Mr. Yang Hao can handle this, can't he?"

Margarita and her teacher sat in the most comfortable seats, close to Yang Hao and to his left. Their favorite dishes were laid out in front of them.

Margarita's meals were prepared based on Yang Hao's previous understanding of her—that is, the first normal food Margarita ate after drinking that bottle of True Ancestor's Blood.

Ms. Norsen is still a blood demon who drinks blood, but Yang Hao isn't quite sure what blood type she prefers... After thinking about it, there are indeed quite a few blood types to choose from here, so Yang Hao had Sonia prepare the highest quality blood for her.

but--

These delicious dishes couldn't make them focus on the food...

Ms. Northumbers looked at Margarita with extreme concern, while Margarita stared blankly at the two women to Yang Hao's right—one a blonde, golden-eyed, lively Kuranta woman. Kuranta's figure was truly stunning, making Margarita feel incredibly inferior, and she also felt...very complicated about the intimate relationship between Yang Hao and this Miss Theresa.

Besides Miss Theresa, who was slumped over the table complaining to Yang Hao about how hard her work was that day, there was also Miss Karina... she was a really beautiful Ursus woman.

Within minutes of meeting, her extensive knowledge showed Margarita what a new world was like, and the joy of "archaeology"... And most importantly, although she seemed cold at first, after seeing how intimate and warm Miss Karina was with Yang Hao... Margarita knew that she was definitely the kind of person who was only cold to outsiders.

And she has a great figure, and now she seems to have a good personality... um...

And that Ms. Sonia...

Margarita shoveled rice into her mouth with a sense of grievance, comparing herself to Miss Karina, Ms. Sonia, and Miss Theresa in her mind. But... no matter how she compared them, Margarita could only sadly conclude that, apart from knowing Yang Hao earlier, she had no other advantages.

And what's worse... I wasted my most precious time... If only I had been more mature back then...

Woo.

"Woo..."

"Margarita? Eat slowly. Don't choke."

Margarita's pitiful cries during the meal intensified Ms. Northon's serious concerns. But before she could say anything, Yang Hao's voice came first—he seemed to have been paying close attention to Margarita's condition while talking to the two women.

Faced with Yang Hao's concern, Margarita simply swallowed the delicious food in her mouth, then looked up at him:

"No, it's nothing..."

"Ugh."

He seemed to have noticed something, but said nothing, only looking at Margarita with a helpless and indulgent gaze. He didn't intend to let Margarita cross the bridge in the dark, but he also didn't want to spoil everyone's dinner.

So he just sighed, gently ruffled Margarita's hair, and gestured for everyone to continue eating.

"—However, Mr. Yang Hao, the situation on the Great Knight Territory is indeed not very optimistic."

Instead of sitting at the table with everyone to eat, Ms. Sonia, who was standing behind Yang Hao holding Hela, who didn't want to eat dinner because she had eaten too many snacks, suddenly said this to him.

“I can tell. And Theresa did indeed describe the situation there—but the gap between the muscles and the minds of those conquering knights is widening.”

"Yes, indeed. But Mr. Yang, don't forget what Ms. Koschke told you, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I'll contact her tonight..."

Although she already knew that Duke Kosiché wasn't the type of woman to die from a simple assassination—Margarita's pupils still constricted sharply when she heard Yang Hao say it so casually: that was her greatest rival in life, that guy...

Although Margarita understood during her time of wandering and studying that the biggest reason Yang Hao went to Ursus was because of her... knowing this truth and being able to accept it are two completely different things!

Even if Margarita accepted, it didn't mean she wouldn't have feelings for Duke Koschei... At the time, she was only happy that Koschei hadn't deceived Yang Hao, not that Margarita would like that old black snake...

but...

Seeing Yang Hao's expression and eyes soften suddenly when he mentioned the name Kosic...

"Woo..."

"Margarita?"

"No, it's nothing..."

Ugh... I'm so unwilling to accept this...

Margarita channeled her resentment into her appetite, and began to wolf down her food under the sighs and gazes of Mrs. Northam, trying to focus her attention on things that would make her happy without embarrassing Yang Hao.

Meanwhile, after learning the information that Teresa had gathered from her work that day, Yang Hao came to a conclusion:

Kazimir is not only beset by external threats, but also by intense internal turmoil.

On one hand, the high-ranking commanding knights' contempt, discrimination, and fear of Theresa had reached their peak. Even if Theresa wanted to go back to visit the graves, they would not allow this last member of the Nowitsky family to return to the Grand Knights' territory.

On the other hand, although they received orders from their superiors, the pragmatic knights were willing to make a small exception for Theresa—as long as she could guarantee that no one would know she had been inside, she could briefly enter the city... But was that possible? It was impossible, so it was just talk. But at least Theresa still had some supporters among the knights.

Therefore, Yang Hao clarified a detail regarding the assassination plan for the Conqueror Knights: he needed to kill all the Conqueror Knights of the Command faction, not the Conqueror Knights of the Practical faction.

But he'd have to contact his wife tonight... Thinking of this, he sighed: he had wanted to spend some quality time with Margarita today, but it seemed he was too busy with work.

But you can make a phone call anytime.