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

They were whispering amongst themselves, but finally shut up after a hunter who came to check on them tapped them on the shoulder.

However, they did reach a consensus—as long as the United Nations remains the peaceful alliance of the three nations, the threat from the north is not a problem.

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

night.

Elena felt she had stayed in Lalumia for too long. She had to get back to work, and the refugees' reactions were indeed worth studying and learning from.

So she planned to say goodbye to Lalumia. But just then, Elena noticed that the black dragon seemed to be making a move...

She changed into a brightly colored dress, put on stockings with suspenders, and dressed herself up in a flamboyant manner. Before leaving, she deliberately had her maid deliver a formal official document.

Without a doubt—this hideous black dragon could no longer suppress its inner desires... This made Elena subconsciously anxious, but Lalumia reached out and gently grabbed her, calming her anxious movements.

Yes—Black Dragon's actions are indeed a good thing for me. If Black Dragon continues his actions, I'll definitely have the best opportunity to further develop my relationship with Yang Hao...

but...

How did you know about Lalumia?

Elena looked at Lalumia with a suspicious gaze, while Lalumia smiled and tilted her head, feigning innocence.

While the two women stared at each other blankly, on the other side, after changing into her dress, Nia sat upright on the sofa in her room, nervously waiting for the maid to bring back a reply. She pondered whether it was appropriate for her to rashly take credit for the task.

Ultimately, to put it bluntly, if Ysgard could obtain firsthand information about the Ice Calamity, a Titan demon, it would be of considerable help to the country's future efforts against demons...

But more than anything, Nia was planning to do this for her own benefit.

After all, she knew that pursuing a man required not only intelligence and beauty, but more importantly, she needed to have her own achievements.

There is no shortage of men in the world who prefer beauty to ability, but the problem is that His Majesty Yang Hao is clearly not a superficial man who is only fond of appearance.

Think carefully about the people around him—Her Majesty Theresa is a wise saint and ruler, the elves are powerful mages and queens, and Elena, needless to say, represents the wisdom and technology of a nation.

Even Narudya, who is treated like a pet, holds an inseparable position! Even the seemingly most ordinary Miss Natalia possesses the ability to handle the complex legal procedures of a vast empire...

What about yourself?

The black dragon muttered to itself, "While it's true that I have quite a few achievements in Isgard, are my accomplishments in Isgard important to His Majesty Yang Hao? Certainly not."

If she wants to bring Yang Hao home, she has to make a good impression on him...

Whether it's intelligence or beauty, tangible achievements or future promises—she needs an opportunity to showcase herself.

So... what was the result?

Nia was extremely anxious. Just as she was about to lose her patience, the maid returned.

The maid said that His Majesty Yang Hao had granted her request for a private dinner. However, he hoped she could do it sooner if possible.

"...I understand. Take me there."

Nia was overjoyed.

But it wasn't reflected on her face.

Chapter 5: Win-win, or both sides winning twice - 8K

......

The night of June 15th was originally dinner time for Yang Hao's family.

Yang Hao hadn't made any reservations for today, and planned to spend some quality time with his family, who had been working too hard lately, taking a walk in the garden to relax after dinner before engaging in battle with the Ice Calamity.

However, Nia's request for a meeting disrupted his original plans—although Theresa and Finn were visibly displeased, for the sake of the nation, he had no choice but to temporarily set aside his family ties and prioritize his work.

...

But then I'll have to make it up to my family tonight.

With this in mind, when Yang Hao sat down in the private restaurant, he was greeted by Miss Black Dragon, who was dressed in a brightly colored dress and looking flamboyant.

"...Good evening."

Yang Hao greeted the dragon calmly, but his eyes were involuntarily fixed on the soft scales on the black dragon's chest—he considered himself a self-controlled person, and at least in terms of family reputation, he hadn't reached the point where he would make a move on a pretty maidservant who was everywhere.

But for some reason, Nia, this "outsider"—this alien race that has more or less characteristics of other races—always makes him somewhat out of control.

But this shouldn't be the case, right? If I really have a fetish for other races, why is Theresa still my favorite and most beloved person?

Could this be the legendary difference between "loving someone" and "liking a friend"?

Yang Hao became engrossed in philosophical contemplation.

Sitting elegantly opposite him, admiring the domestically made chandelier hanging above the dining table, Miss Black Dragon simply smiled:

"Good evening, Mr. Yang Hao... I have a suggestion regarding the United Nations' upcoming mission to the north to fight the demons."

"Is it the proposal in the official document just now?"

"Yes. I think you understand, right? But the experience gained from hearsay or written data is limited—we hope to gain more experience. And that means we need someone to observe us in person or even in real-world scenarios."

At this point, Nia picked up her glass, took a sip of the rich wine that was clearly produced by elves, and, emboldened by the wine, looked at Yang Hao with even more fervor.

Nia was captivated by Yang Hao's charm. After looking at Yang Hao with "impure" eyes, she had to admit that her nightly acts of venting had been meaningful.

Otherwise, she might have just raped him in public—after all, the dragon race is a matriarchal society. Besides, she had indeed suppressed her desires for far too long; releasing them seemed like a good idea...

...

"Never mind," Black Dragon muttered to himself. "Now is not the time to let emotions cloud my judgment..."

She needed to confirm Yang Hao's thoughts first.

"...So, Mr. Yang Hao, what are your thoughts?"

While waiting for the food to be served, Nia smiled and asked the question again.

She rested her elbows on the table and cupped her chin in her palms. Her bright red eyes were fixed on the man in front of her, while strands of black hair fell gently over her shoulders and down to her chest.

The dress Nia is wearing today is one she wore before, which has been deliberately altered.

Ever since she learned that Yang Hao seemed interested in the soft scales on her chest, Nia deliberately had her maid alter the structure of her dress at the chest.

Although fewer areas are exposed.

However, the parts that draw attention are even more prominent. In addition, her deliberate hunching of her shoulders and arms directly leads to a buildup of something between her arms.

Even without looking, Nia knew that her soft scales must be displaying an alluring sheen and wrinkles. But was that valuable to His Majesty Yang Hao?

Nia waited anxiously. Seeing Nia's anxious gaze, Yang Hao laboriously shifted his gaze to her eyes before giving a positive answer:

“Yes. You’re right—no matter how much you talk about it on paper, it’s not as good as seeing it in person. But Nia, given our relationship, I’ll be frank: we’re unlikely to commit any manpower to a direct confrontation with the Ice Calamity this time. We will deploy our latest weapons, but these weapons are top secrets that are off-limits to Isgard.”

On the one hand, he acknowledged Nia's idea; on the other hand, he politely declined.

Ultimately, the main focus of this operation against the Ice Calamity was on unmanned weapons.

Neither the Joint Missiles nor the Titan Golems will carry soldiers into the Ice Calamity's territory during their operations.

In other words—if the Black Dragon really came, she would only be able to see the United Nations' new weapons battling the Ice Calamity. Forget about participating; without the [Magic Network], she might not even be able to truly [observe] it, and would just stand there anxiously.

Some might ask, "Yang Hao, couldn't you let Miss Nia connect to the Magic Network and take a look? Aren't you friends? It's only natural to give her a little help, right?"

But the problem is...

Yang Hao has not yet reached the point where he would do a favor for a "friend" for the sake of the greater national cause.

If it were Theresa, he would definitely do anything. But Nia is just Nia.

Yang Hao had to carefully weigh the interests between Nia and his country... especially considering that Nia would most likely pass on everything she had seen and heard to Isgard, and Isgard was currently at most a relatively good ally.

He naturally didn't want Nia to access their secrets... even though Nia had previously sent over the Sirens' secrets—after all, reward and voluntarily leaking secrets are two different things.

But—Nia doesn't seem to think that way.

Faced with Yang Hao's apparent refusal, the black dragon simply chuckled twice. After the maids served the dinner, she skillfully used a knife and fork to cut the steak on the plate. After dipping the tender and juicy pieces of meat in a sauce made of lemon juice and other seasonings, she put them into her mouth.

Crunch, crunch.

The sounds of chewing continued. Just as Yang Hao thought Nia had understood his hint, Nia spoke:

"It's hard to say whether the relationship between Isgard and the United Nations will become so distant in the future. After all, Mr. Yang Hao, you will be witnessing many secrets in our country over the next two years."

Given all this, it probably won't matter much if I see the secrets of the United Nations, right?

Moreover... without my or Margarita's permission, perhaps Mr. Yang Hao, while on your business trip, you might be itching to see some absolutely confidential information?

Yang Hao paused for a moment while cutting the meat, but then resumed cutting the meat on the plate as usual.

Nia smiled as she looked at Yang Hao. When she noticed that the man was glancing at her sideways, she playfully opened her mouth, deliberately showing her tongue in front of him, and then stuffed another piece of cut meat into her mouth.

This is Nia's counterattack—after all, to put it bluntly... during the two years that Yang Hao ruled Isgard, he must have learned about Isgard's secrets, whether actively or passively.

If it was a passive situation, then Nia would accept it. But is Yang Hao the kind of person who is passive?

He'll definitely try to find out all the secrets of Ysgard and then find a way to keep us under his control... But the problem is, Margarita and I have already decided to latch onto him, so why go through all this trouble?

However, Nia knew that things had to be done gradually... Besides, the two countries were still independent, so naturally, Nia could do what Yang Hao did and use "blank checks" for transactions...

[Exchange future secrets of Ysgard for current secrets of the United Nations] - This is only one part of it.

More importantly, Nia needs that opportunity to prove herself... even if it's just standing there, if she can find a way to gain more favor from Yang Hao, it will definitely bring countless benefits to the people of Isugavad in the future.

So, Mr. Yang Hao, how should you answer this?

Nia narrowed her eyes.

Yang Hao, on the other hand, kept his head down, as if he were calculating the gains and losses of both parties, or simply enjoying the food.

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

At a time when Yang Hao and Nia had been having dinner for several hours without reaching a conclusion.

It's already nighttime, time to go to sleep and rest.

As always, I greeted Anna and the others, and as always, I played with little Anna, who still doesn't really like me, before bedtime. As always, I asked Natalia to take good care of the little princess.

Theresa stretched and took off her clothes, then immersed herself completely in the warm water of the bath, letting out long, comfortable breaths.

"Ahhh—after a long day, a hot bath is the best thing ever... Waaah, I feel like I'm going to have to go back to the days when I had to boil my own water to take a bath..."

The little nun's remark made the elf, who was already soaking in the hot water, roll her eyes.

"This is what they call being happy but missing out on hardship... Sigh. More than that, I'm really worried about Yang Hao not coming back soon."