After being forced to step down, the once-annoying nun eloped with me.

Yang Hao will send troops to rescue the little queen, but after she is rescued, according to the contract, the blame will be placed on Ysugard. And they will be the ones to take the blame willingly.

When Finn reminded Nia at this moment, it was also to remind Yang Hao: after all, it's completely different for Isgard to take the blame and for us to shift the blame.

In the former case, Ysgard must take the initiative to cause trouble. In the latter case, we need to act on our own... but who can blame us when Ysgard chose the former?

Fen smiled as she looked at Nia, while Yang Hao also looked up at the black dragon, who was covered in sweat.

Then, the man spoke thoughtfully:

“Yes… If Isgard is to take the blame as promised, then at the very least, the Romans have to really believe that you did it, right? In other words… Isgard has to cooperate with our operation and cause some trouble.”

"Well, that? Our troops haven't arrived yet, and our spies are more useful to keep. You, you can't possibly rely on—"

"Yes, it's what you said back then, Miss Nia—you're a black dragon. You could fly around the Roman capital, breathe fire on some grassland, and come back, wouldn't that attract the Romans' attention? If you put in a little more effort and circle the palace, or even make moves that might cause trouble in the surrounding villages and towns, then the capital's military and mages would naturally gravitate towards you..."

"Then you can take the blame according to the contract, and I can easily enter the palace to accomplish our goal. Our friendship will be further strengthened. Could there be anything more perfect than this plan?"

Yang Hao's plan is based on evidence.

Firstly, Nia the Black Dragon is a black dragon with near-immunity to magic—the elven mages drained the entire region's magic power just to barely stop her bleeding, let alone whether the mages of the capital could harm her. Even if they could, they wouldn't dare to squander the entire region's maximum magic power for a single black dragon.

Secondly, although the capital city has equipment similar to siege crossbows, frankly speaking, those outdated defensive weapons are not only weak in power, but their firing arc is also quite small by today's standards. Yang Hao had considered replacing them more than once during his reign, and now it seems fortunate that he didn't, which allows the black dragon Nia to freely fly around the capital city in her dragon form.

Thirdly, Garsen is a mentally unstable individual. Even for his own safety, with a black dragon appearing in the capital, to prevent further damage to his prestige and to determine the dragon's purpose, he would inevitably dispatch soldiers and mages to investigate, further weakening the capital's resources...

In conclusion, Nia only needs to stroll around the capital a few times, like a pre-dinner walk, to greatly benefit Yang Hao. After Yang Hao finishes his own business, he will be more willing to give Isugard more trust. Doesn't this seem like a win-win situation where both sides benefit?

So Nia, why are you hesitating and trying to refuse?

Yang Hao stared at Nia with a menacing gaze, while Nia, sweating profusely, muttered to herself: Yeah! You think this is a win-win situation, a good thing—but for me, this is a real problem!

I still have to fulfill my diplomatic duties in Gaparia! Who knows what kind of diplomatic terms you'll propose to my men once I'm gone!

But I can't just not do this... Damn it... Why do I always have to deal with these troublesome things?!

Can't you just let me relax a little sometime?

Nia wailed, but in the end she agreed to Yang Hao's request.

She will enter Roman territory the day before Yang Hao is to carry out his plan, and fly around the capital according to his signal to attract everyone's attention before heading directly towards Drake Port.

Then, Yang Hao could simply walk straight in, put the pot directly on the black dragon's head, and make his escape.

The only trouble is the Night Witch stationed in the capital—Yang Hao has carefully prepared himself for the possibility of needing to kill his former lover. He is well aware of the Night Witch's formidable nature, and for this reason, he may need to ask Arthur to develop a better weapon...

Without further ado, Yang Hao rushed off to find Arthur after the final meeting, even forgetting to thank Finn for her reminder.

Fen wasn't angry; she just smiled and noticed that Yang Hao was gradually no longer resisting her physical contact...

"It seems my chance will come back soon."

She was very happy.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Heilong was desperately preparing to complain to the President.

Because she might really have to stay in Elusia and not be able to return home.

Chapter Seven: The Final Countdown, Heavy Machine Guns and Miniature Golems 8K

Starting January 7th, Yang Hao frequently traveled back and forth between the Purple Palace and Fingel.

He had to make several trips a day, having breakfast at the Purple Palace, lunch at the Green Courtyard, then returning in the afternoon to handle state affairs, going back to work in the evening, and then returning late at night...

Theresa felt sorry for her man working so hard, and even said that if his work in Gaparia was more important during this time, it would be fine for him to stay there first.

After all, Teresa would much rather her man's body be able to rest properly than watch him grow more and more tired every day.

Unexpectedly, Yang Hao flatly rejected Theresa's suggestion, holding her slender waist and saying that he could only truly relax and rest when he was by her side. He stroked Theresa's hair and sighed, saying that he had been so busy lately mainly because of the little queen Anna.

“There are just too many unexpected things happening, so… well, I’ll be very busy these days. But I’m most relaxed when I’m with you.” Yang Hao buried his face in Theresa’s ample bosom, sucking on her skin while shaking his head helplessly. “But as long as we get through this period, everything will be fine… Theresa, don’t worry, I know how to take care of myself.”

"Who was it that was all alone on the road at the beginning, unable to even get a hot meal?"

"Um..."

"Humph!"

The young nun gave a soft hum. She held his head even closer to her chest, knowing she couldn't help him for the time being, and could only sigh softly.

She knew very well that she could no longer rely on her status as a nun to follow Yang Hao around. As Basilissa of Bayerzans, Theresa had to consider her significance to the people of Bayerzans.

She couldn't take the risk... or rather, if Yang Hao were to take the risk, she and Yang Hao needed to at least leave a spark for Bayer Zans—under these circumstances, she would absolutely not throw a tantrum or act out with Yang Hao.

But... at least give her a chance to protect Yang Hao, right?

With this in mind, Teresa muttered something, talking about the god she believed in, while secretly gathering more and more divine power in her body and slowly using it.

This made Teresa appear to radiate a hazy light in the darkness. When Yang Hao, freed from his chest tightness, looked at her, he felt she was as holy and beautiful as an angel.

She was casting some kind of divine spell on herself—just as Yang Hao was in a daze, the divine spell, emitting a faint silver light, was precisely injected into Yang Hao's body.

“For now, this is a divine spell that can forcibly teleport you to my side in an emergency. While [Light] is still fast asleep, as the Holy Maiden, I have the right to mobilize all resources.” Theresa muttered, sitting on Yang Hao’s waist and gently brushing her hair aside. She also looked at her lover, who was suffering humiliation beneath her, with her faintly glowing grey-white eyes: “In a sense, being a Holy Maiden is so convenient—we can mobilize vast amounts of resources with God’s permission, as long as those resources don’t overwhelm God…”

"So you're saying, Theresa, you've considered doing this?"

"After all, [Light] sleeps like a log... Any normal person would want this guy to get up and wander around a bit, right? Anyway, I've given you a guarantee... so I can rest assured now."

The princess in purple muttered to herself, then climbed onto Yang Hao again, and said arrogantly, "Now it's time for you to play my instrument."

...........

On the 8th, Yang Hao continued running between the Purple Palace and the Emerald Courtyard. After confirming information with the people of Isgard time and time again, Yang Hao and his team finally reached a conclusion.

The Alese would clear away any rebellions they encountered along the way. They had now reached the outskirts of the first town and were setting up camp in preparation for fighting the rebellious peasants.

If nothing unexpected happens, Isgard will soon be able to obtain and evaluate the actual combat efficiency of those air riflemen—correspondingly, Yang Hao will also let Isgard know just how serious the chaos within the Roman Empire really is.

This led Nia, the Black Dragon, to a conclusion: Roman was indeed easily pushed over, but the problem was that there were not only several sickly and defenseless girls in the house, but also Alessar, a strong black man.

Killing Roman was actually very easy, but bringing down Alessandro was another matter entirely.

This is especially true given that the Alesians might be transferring even more of their army to the Roman Empire's interior during this period.

So, after thinking it over, the deployment of troops from Gaparia is indeed a crucial step...

"Based on our speculation, if the Alessars need to deal with the rebellions along the way, they will arrive in the capital no later than the 18th—but if they only need to deal with the most besieged and important cities, they can arrive in the capital in the early morning of the 14th."

Moreover, their numbers are not as large as we imagined... about 1000 men. If we can lure them into a narrow area and annihilate them in one fell swoop, it will also benefit us..."

"But that would cause unexpected changes to my plans. So I won't do that."

"Is that so? That's a real shame."

Nia shook her head, muttering that her persuasion had failed once again.

If Gaparia could also annihilate the elite of the Alesers during the operation, the Roman Empire would certainly concentrate more of its forces on the forest side, facilitating Issugard's subsequent invasion.

As a result, His Majesty the Regent remained unmoved; his attention to the Empress was simply too deep... to the point that Nia began to wonder if this man was being too family-oriented.

But this is fine too. Nia likes men with a lot of burdens—not only does it mean he's easily taken advantage of when it comes to family matters, but more importantly, it gives Isgard a new way to seduce people.

Since we can't directly seduce you, why don't I seduce the Queen to go on a few days' vacation in Isgard? If you're so worried about the Queen, you'll definitely ask to go with her yourself. Then, in Isgard, won't you become a shameless man who's available to any woman?

If we can find a way to get the Sirens, or even just have the President herself, to take the blame and make certain things that shouldn't be done a reality, then Your Majesty the Regent, no matter how unwilling you are, you will have to become the Regent of Ysugard—after all, you are already the Regent of two countries at the same time, so adding us would definitely not be a problem, right?

The black dragon was pondering a beastly thought.

Yang Hao subconsciously shivered, instinctively thinking that Fen beside him was once again dissatisfied and angry with him.

Yang Hao has recently felt that Fen seems to be getting angry more and more easily.

Especially since Miss Black Dragon's gowns changed every day, and today she even wore a pair of alluring black stockings, the little elf, who always admired the minimalist style [but whose actual decorations were extremely luxurious], already showed a very dissatisfied expression.

But for Yang Hao, that was Miss Black Dragon's own issue with her clothing and appearance—why are you angry with me? Why?

Yang Hao's lips twitched as he looked down at the documents in his hand, pretending not to notice the faint swelling of Fen's breasts as she lay behind him, which made the little sprite pout.

Just as the conference room fell silent, an elven ranger walked in from outside. He first walked over to Yang Hao and Fen and whispered a few words to them before handing Yang Hao a prepared intelligence report.

Yang Hao thanked the elf for her efforts, and after opening the envelope, he and Fen looked through the contents of the letter while he spoke to the black dragon:

"We will set the implementation date for January 13th—please be prepared, as we will execute the plan immediately late on the 13th."

"Number 13? Is there a reason?"

"Gasen of Roman is going to the military district that day to meet with General Dreschka—although I'm not quite sure what they'll be discussing, I'm sure Garsen will be transferring a large portion of the capital's troops away to the military district."

Most of the Roman Empire's teleportation network is paralyzed. The teleportation network in the capital city is still relatively intact, but that doesn't mean the teleportation portals at their meeting place are working.

Therefore, Garsen had no choice but to lead his army overland, not even waiting for the elite troops of Alessar to enter the capital—or perhaps he planned to directly meet up with the Alessars along the way. This gave Yang Hao an opportunity. A perfect opportunity to launch a surprise attack on the capital.

He could not only rescue the little queen and the chief judge, but also have the opportunity to take the Roman royal family's wealth along with them—after all, Garsen only knows how to squander money and never uses it for anything useful, so he might as well give it to me!

Yang Hao muttered to himself, after all, the lack of money in Gaparia and Bayer Zanzibar was really giving him a headache.

Not to mention that the United Nations will need to spend a lot of money to hold the necessary grand celebrations... At that time, I just hope that my side can restore Bayer Zans' vitality as soon as possible.

That's all we can hope for.

...........

After another meeting with the Black Dragon, Yang Hao went straight to check on the progress of Arthur and Dr. Joseph's weapon research in the morning. He also planned to fulfill his promise to Naruja this afternoon and accompany her to see the children of the Ling tribe.

However, Yang Hao and Fen did not find Arthur's wife or any female friends at the testing grounds. Out of curiosity, they asked the elves in charge of the testing grounds, and they received a rather terrifying report.

Viya seems to have won over all of Arthur's girlfriends. Now they are redistributing their time management issues related to Mr. Arthur.

Furthermore, this isn't just a rough estimate of the day of the week within each month, but rather extends to the specific time of day within each day.

Arthur is likely to die in a woman's belly—before Yang Hao could even grieve over this conclusion, Finn strangely remarked that Arthur was practically a half-elf now...

"I can see... well... those elves, especially Viya, cast too many elven spells on him... so Your Majesty, you don't need to worry about Arthur's condition—rather than worrying about him suddenly dying one day, you should worry about the day when he becomes completely unable to leave Gaparia to survive because of the elven spells on him..."

"...Fen, you elves are so stubborn when it comes to feelings..."

"Thank you."

I wasn't praising you guys!

With a pained expression, Yang Hao led her to the testing grounds. Inside, Arthur and Joseph were testing a metal monster that was about the height of a person.

This weapon was renamed the "Arthur-Joseph Agency" by Arthur and Joseph, or rather, it was called the "Japa 1405 Fixed Machine Gun".

With a rate of fire of 450 rounds per minute and a range calculated based on the range of the Elf Gaparia Type 1404 ammunition, its effective accuracy range exceeds one kilometer, and its lethal range is over two kilometers. More importantly, it can fire fully automatically, using a dense barrage of fire instead of precision, and using a barrage to deal with enemies that need to be killed with one shot—since we have enough bullets to blow people to smithereens, why should we be so careful with our bullets?

Judging from the grim expressions of the elves responsible for its production and logistics, Yang Hao tentatively concluded that the logistical maintenance of this thing had probably reached the point where even the elves were cursing—the last time the elves cursed was because of the 30mm cannon shells for the Golem's machine gun, which still couldn't be produced automatically...