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

On the other hand, the fact that the Khuttod Khanate hadn't even managed to breach the military district's defenses was even more laughable...

Faced with General Dereshka's staunch resistance, the nomads were surprised to discover, after destroying the military district's grain depots through an air raid, that the district had long since run out of food rations...

The soldiers in the military district are now eating whatever they can find; there isn't even a single earthworm or cockroach to be seen on the positions. The reason they are so vigilant is because of the natural intimidation of the nomads by the Romans, but the most important reason they insist on such a defense is because General Dreschuka has declared that if the military district is not given a chance to survive, they will try to expand the purple barrier around the capital and kill everyone.

"...Although I personally believe that General Dreschka probably doesn't have the means to expand the purple barrier...I think that facing such a madman, the Hutto Khanate will definitely be caught in a dilemma...So what about the Ice Calamity?"

"Explanation: It's more of a panic. Because the barbarians also grew up hearing about the demons. Their caution and fear of demons are far greater than those of the Isugardians... So, Khutot Khan is currently writing a letter in his tent."

"write a letter?"

"Explanation: They probably want our help. After all, right now, we're the only nation capable of fighting the Ice Calamity."

At this point, Elena puffed out her chest and spoke in a rather proud tone, her voice cold and detached. Yang Hao ruffled the white-haired, red-eyed doll's hair, only to find that one of his wives, a tiny elf, was staring intently at the synthetic doll's chest, seemingly wondering if Elena had padded it with something.

Is now the time to care about this? Yang Hao was a little amused and exasperated, but then he thought that this was actually a sign that his wife trusted his abilities, and she seemed to have an idea as well. He coughed twice and said, "Now, what are everyone's thoughts?"

The women exchanged glances, and apart from Lady Lalumia, who never interfered in their political activities, the others shrugged and offered their opinions.

Theresa's opinion was as direct as ever:

"We will be the backbone of stopping the Ice Calamity from advancing south, and frankly, we can't expect any help from those two countries..."

The barbarian armored trolls look impressive, but ultimately, without our weapons, they can't directly fight demons—I mean, ordinary demons, but what about high-ranking demons?

Then, half of the Isgard army was trapped in the barrier... I'll call it the "Demon Realm" for now, fitting the Romans' current situation. In short, with half of the Isgard colonial army trapped there, they were barely able to save themselves; it was already an effort of ours not to ask for help...

"But the problem is they'll definitely ask for help, right? Just like back then... driving Miss Nia crazy, but she'll still have to put on a calm front and ask for help in front of us?"

The tiny elf lay on the table, its emerald green eyes never leaving the spot where Elena had deliberately raised it with her new magical body.

"I can already imagine the poor Black Dragon girl's inner turmoil and frustration before she runs to you to beg for mercy... Sigh, poor Black Dragon. She just flew back not long ago, she might have even just lain down in bed..."

"Explanation: In fact, Miss Nia is already in the reception room waiting for Yang Hao to receive her... If nothing unexpected happens, Mr. Barry will arrive in a minute with Miss Nia's request."

"really."

Everyone looked helpless: Poor Black Dragon, it seems he's destined for a life of hardship.

But Black Dragon's seriousness and sense of responsibility also commanded everyone's respect: if the Roman Empire had even one person as dedicated as Black Dragon, at least the Roman Empire wouldn't have ended up in this state...

Never mind.

When Barry came in again, Yang Hao told him from afar to let Miss Black Dragon rest for a while and that he would come over in a bit.

Then, Yang Hao sighed and said, "Let's make our preparations as quickly as possible now."

He instructed Elena to prioritize dealing with the magic network and colossus weapon system on the Gaparia side. Subsequently, he ordered Finn to immediately return to Gaparia and convene an efficient meeting of the elves to solicit plans and policies for evacuating civilians that day.

In addition, he also asked Theresa to be fully prepared for any attack. With Lord Lalumia regaining his power, Theresa's divine magic should have become even more powerful... Although we don't know how useful this will be against the Ice Calamity, we should at least give it a try, right?

As Yang Hao was talking about this, he felt that something was missing... But just as he was racking his brains, wondering if he hadn't arranged any work for Naruja, who was sleeping soundly on his lap like a pet, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his head, and the little elf's eyes were as lifeless as a gray light.

Mother Teresa's lips twitched, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just put her hand on her chin and gave up as if she had given up. Elena simply ran back to her seat, whether she was threatened or instinctively sensed that something was wrong, it was unclear.

In short... Yang Hao tried to look back and see who had devised such a "suppressive policy" against him, but the more he thought about it, the more it seemed like something above was trying to cut through and trap him...

"Child, what about me?"

The culprit that made Yang Hao's head feel heavy pointed to his own cheek with considerable dissatisfaction and said, "What about me?"

It was at this moment that Yang Hao suddenly realized—it seemed he didn't just have wives and young girls to command anymore; now, even a "god" had become someone willing to take his orders... This? Hmm...

He suddenly felt happy, but soon felt conflicted: what kind of work should he assign to Lord Lalumia?

Yang Hao lowered his head, while Lady Lalumia puffed out her cheeks in anger, naturally adopting an angry mother's expression with a face exactly like Theresa's.

Finn lay on the table, her eyes vacant, and joked that perhaps Theresa would also have the same expression when she became a mother—except that she would be a little smaller in one area and have a slightly abnormal personality, Theresa would indeed become just like Lady Lalumia.

Theresa simply sighed and said, "What can she do?"

On one side is her beloved husband, and on the other is her faith and a mother figure to her; they are both her flesh and blood, how could she possibly hurt either of them because of this...?

So the problem lies in...

Why is Lalumia's relationship with Yang Hao getting better and better now?

"Perhaps the problem lies in faith... The believer's faith interferes with the thoughts of the divine, could it be...?"

"No, that's impossible. Lalumia is a conceptual god, how could her thoughts change because of the beliefs of her followers... It would be more convincing to say that she was secretly fucked."

"..."

The two were whispering to each other, and just as Teresa began to use her usual pace to make a metaphor, the little elf revealed an unusually terrified look in her eyes.

Perhaps Yang Hao really won't take the initiative to attack Lalumia.

What if Lalumia makes a move against Yang Hao?

The sentimental spirit was so overwhelmed by the delusions in her mind that she couldn't utter a single word.

It was at this moment that Yang Hao finally thought of a better job to assign to Lord Lalumia:

"Lord Lalumia, you just need to maintain your power as much as possible and then assist us in studying the nature of [divine power]."

"Huh?"

Yang Hao's incomprehensible words stunned everyone present except for Naruja and Elena.

Naruja didn't freeze, because she had already curled up comfortably on Yang Hao's lap and fallen asleep—she was not cut out for political planning, and she had been exhausted for a long, long time, so why not sleep now?

Elena wasn't surprised because the Kingdom of Eden had already conducted similar research—it's just that, for them, there were no "gods" on their land, so they couldn't delve into it further...

Yang Hao truly lives up to his reputation as a friend. The little synthetic doll pondered with considerable pride, and her sense of pride grew even stronger after realizing that neither of Yang Hao's two wives had figured out what was going on.

This, after all, is a secret that belongs only to them.

Elena murmured happily, and it was at this moment that Yang Hao finally explained to everyone how he had made this arrangement.

"The main thing is... I think if we can make [divine power] more accessible to the general public, not only will our country's development reach new heights, but more importantly, we can make the process of fighting demons much easier."

"...Making divine power accessible to the common people? No, Yang Hao, we've been husband and wife for so long, I know you always have some outrageous and actually successful crazy ideas...but this time you've gone a bit too far, haven't you?"

Theresa was dumbfounded; after all, that was divine power! That was... a taboo for mortals!

Just as Teresa, as Yang Hao's wife, wouldn't mind if he went out and found someone to satisfy his desires, she would definitely mind if other women took the initiative to approach him...

The gods certainly wouldn't care if priests and saints used their powers.

But if you want to give these powers to every mortal, that's a different story, isn't it?

Putting aside whether mortals will support it, as your wife, I will definitely support this matter 100%... We finally managed to help Lalumia regain her power, and you actually said this in public in front of her at this crucial moment when she regained her power?

My husband, couldn't you have just told me secretly? That way I could at least have thrown a punch and avoided this embarrassing situation.

Theresa was stunned, but what stunned everyone even more was Lalumia's thought about it...

"Hmm? Is that so? No problem."

She paused for a moment, then agreed.

It was as casual as lending a hundred dollars to a child to buy condoms; Lalumia's generosity truly astonished onlookers and left Teresa speechless...

The little elf was the first to reply. She coughed hastily, slammed her hand on the table, and then, looking utterly disheveled, called out to Lalumia:

"You're a god?! Lord Lalumia? How... how could you agree so easily?! Have you forgotten that divine power is the biggest point of contention between gods and mortals?"

"I know, don't I?" Lalumia shrugged. "But I don't care."

"How could I not care?! It's like how we elves view our partners, as described by [Japaria's elegant profanity]. We elves would at least go through dozens of life-or-death battles before making a concession, how come you just gave in like that?!"

"Is there a problem with this?" Lady Lalumia tilted her head in confusion, her gesture making one side of her face seem even more prominent towards Yang Hao. "Now Teresa is my child, Yang Hao is my child, and they are all children I trust—I'm willing to do many things for the children I trust, so is there really a problem?"

"Of course there is! It's one thing that Arthur's wife next door is willing to give in to those twenty-odd lovers, but if she really wanted someone to monitor Arthur, she would have asked her own sister, not those lovers!"

"So why make such a fuss? Isn't the child I'm looking for also my own?"

"you..."

Fen was completely speechless.

Originally, she used Arthur as a metaphor to let Lord Lalumia know that excessive trust and dedicated trust are two completely different things!

Take Arthur's family for example. After a brutal struggle, Viya approved of Arthur's lovers, allowing them to conduct their own infighting without threatening their lives by signing a form and then living according to the form—this is rampant trust.

But if the real goal was to monitor whether Arthur was seducing other women or cheating on her when she wasn't looking, she chose to have her sister instead of her lovers do it—that's a special kind of trust.

Finn means, Lalumia, you can't use excessive trust as an excuse to let Elena research your divine powers... Otherwise, how can people trust your principles as a god in the future? How can they believe that you won't let people from other countries come to conduct research because of yet another instance of excessive trust?

But to her surprise, Lalumia openly admitted it? Admitted that she was "specially" targeting Yang Hao's newcomers?

Okay then.

All I can say is that Finn admitted he shouldn't have judged the magnanimity of such a powerful figure with such petty-mindedness... Since Lalumia has almost clearly indicated that he might become another person eyeing Yang Hao covetously, then Finn has nothing more to say...

It's a pity.

It's just a pity about Teresa...

Can't you see that the person you consider your mother has developed feelings for your woman differently?

The elf, who had lived for a very long time, cast a pitying look at Theresa.

Theresa simply blinked and said, "If that's the case, that would be best... But how exactly should we study it?"

We can't exactly slice up Larumia like Red Cross surgeons do when they study organs, can we...?

Everyone stared intently at Yang Hao, who, after inexplicably feeling the "It's really possible to do that?" gaze from Lord Lalumia, silently shook his head, touched the antlers of the sleeping Naruja on his lap, and said:

"It can't be like that... What I want to research is [divine power]. Once I develop a device that can store divine power, and then have Lalumia transfer the divine power into it, the Kingdom of Eden should be able to officially begin research, right?"

"Definitely: Yes. As long as it can be preserved, we can conduct research... However, it may take quite a while to develop a device for storing divine power."

"It doesn't really matter how much time it takes... it's just work in Lalumia..."

Yang Hao originally wanted to suggest that Lord Lalumia temporarily put aside his work and focus on research first. After all, the consumption of divine power would be quite large, so it would be better for Lord Lalumia to stay in the Kingdom of Eden.

Lalumia touched his cheek and said that there was no need to temporarily stop those trivial tasks. She could handle her research work while working. But then again... if mortals were to be able to use divine power, what did Yang Hao plan to do based on that?

Faced with everyone's attention, Yang Hao simply shrugged:

"At this stage, we definitely need to find a way to use it to combat the impending Ice Calamity... In the future, considering that Lalumia represents [Light] and has many healing or protective properties, we might use this power for the benefit of the people..."

But how exactly to do it depends on whether we can achieve any results. However, one thing is certain: if we can truly develop a technology that allows us to use divine power...

Perhaps the United Nations would have become the most powerful country in the world?

Putting aside the issue of insufficient human resources.