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

"It's alright, it's alright~ This is our territory, you know? The maids are all watching, and Lalumia is probably watching too... That black dragon shouldn't be able to do anything, right?"

"...Who knows? But anyway... Theresa, I think we need to talk. Seriously."

"Oh?"

This seemed to be the first time Finn had seriously considered discussing the Black Dragon. Theresa paused for a moment, then splashed hot water on her face before nodding solemnly and sitting on the steps of the bathtub, waiting for Finn to begin explaining his thoughts.

However, the petite elf did not intend to speak at that moment.

She walked halfway around the bathtub, sat down next to Theresa, and then the little elf snapped her fingers, using the magic installed in the Kingdom of Eden to directly access the magical scene in the private restaurant.

She stared intently at the two men who were eating snacks and discussing national affairs, noticing the hazy drunkenness on Yang Hao's face.

Finally, he unleashed all his pent-up resentment:

"I underestimated the shamelessness of the Isgardians... Look at what that black dragon said! When I asked Elena to show me the historical surveillance footage, I even heard the black dragon say something about exchanging secrets for secrets—how shameless!"

"Let's not even talk about our state secrets... Theresa, do you think this is something a normal diplomat would say? Even with permission from the authorities, shouldn't they at least be a little more tactful?"

The nun shrugged at the elf's complaint:

"Fen, don't forget that when we first met, you tried to steal my man."

Upon hearing this, the elf fell silent.

After a while.

The elf, her face flushed crimson, stammered an explanation that it was for political reasons, not simply for a man—but the problem is, now the black dragon is acting more like it was solely for a man. Does that make sense? Absolutely not!

Therefore, in order to prevent Heilong from making further shameless decisions to exchange "state secrets" for her man and to allow the crowded "relationships" at home to be released under external pressure...

...Fen felt that she might need to relax her restrictions on Naruja and the others a little.

"...So you really did impose some restrictions on them?" The little nun looked bewildered. "I think Elena is one thing... Natalia is another, but at least Naruja is fine, right? She's been with us for so long, you know?"

"..."

The elf puffed out his cheeks, and the nun could tell at a glance that he was experiencing a minor problem due to the twisted emotions of his race. So, after letting out a sigh, she didn't ask any further questions.

After all, that's just how elven society is—pathological emotions are an inseparable characteristic of elves. So expecting elves to view matters of the heart with the same lightheartedness as humans is less likely than hoping that one day Lalumia will actually come and help me raise my child...

Ugh!

The nun sighed. After taking a glass of juice from a small box floating on the water, she spread her hands, letting her heart, full of joy, float in the water.

"So...Fen, what are you planning to do?"

"...And I must admit, at this point, if it's just you and me, we simply can't keep track of everything around Yang Hao..."

"I think Yang Hao is an adult, and as an adult, he certainly wouldn't willingly betray us. Naturally...sigh. But you're right, he wouldn't take the initiative, but others would. So what?"

"...So I think...it's acceptable to involve Naruja and Elena. Of course, Natalia is too."

"In other words, it means that our petty Fen finally allowed them to climb into our bed? I think Naruja was so wronged that she was even glaring at by you while resting on Yang Hao's lap... Waaah, now that she's finally allowed it, it's really not easy."

"...Fine, I didn't glare at Naruja, did I?"

"You're kidding me."

The nun, who had been pretending to be teary-eyed and happy that Naruja had finally received good treatment, immediately lost her composure.

Perhaps the bewildered elf didn't realize what she had done, but to Theresa, Finn at that moment was, in a sense, staring with a terrifying gaze at everyone who had close contact with Yang Hao...

Naruja needs no introduction. Every time she sneaks a nap on Yang Hao's lap during a meeting, the elf's eyes are as sharp as swords.

Elena is even less likely to be a match—the elves are most excited by Elena's oblivious behavior... Although Theresa thinks it's alright, the elves' stubbornness in matters of the heart is indeed terrifying, isn't it?

Naturally, Natalia had also experienced Finn's direct gaze—but perhaps considering that she could care for any children they might have in the future, the elves, in a sense, harbored a kind of "favoritism" towards Natalia...

...Think about it carefully.

Among them.

It seems that only Lalumia escaped unscathed.

It's not that elves wouldn't dare to have opinions about the gods, but rather...

(Lalumia might have used divine magic to cast something like "deception" on Finn's eyes... Otherwise, Finn would have been angry long ago for what Lalumia has done to Yang Hao recently, right?)

There is suspicion of magic involved, and it is quite obvious that Finn seems to have actually fallen for it.

Thinking of this, Theresa sighed again and decided to put the topic aside for the time being.

There is no doubt that with Finn making concessions, the situation at home will be much clearer now.

It's clear to the naked eye that, with permission granted, Naruja and Elena will act much bolder—in exchange, they will also contribute in dealing with the Black Dragon Nia...

But then again, is it really necessary to do this?

Even if Finn doesn't back down, they will still stop Nia from taking any further action... Is it really necessary for Finn to go to such lengths?

Theresa looked at Finn suspiciously, and Finn, not to be outdone, looked up at the nun.

After a while.

The elf finally gave up.

She lowered her head, letting her body sink into the water under the force of gravity, submerging her chin and mouth in the warm water as well. Then she blew air, creating countless bubbles in the water.

Glug glug.

The elf seemed to be in a bad mood—just as the nun was thinking about how to cheer her up, a sudden sigh from the elf startled Teresa:

"After all, if I don't loosen up a bit, and things continue like this... Yang Hao will have to keep his promise to go to Isgard for two years... Theresa, that's a whole two years."

I didn't have the confidence to stay by Yang Hao's side 24/7 for those two years... After all, there were many occasions I couldn't attend, and besides, as a living being, I also need rest...

What if, while I was resting, the people of Isgard did something to him and made it a fait accompli...?

"Theresa, do you really want to see a crown prince in Isogard first? You know, those Isogardians have even offered up their own Minister of Engineering. What if their president also wants that?"

Sigh! By then, the emperor will be far away, and even if I can teleport back and forth between the two places at any time, Theresa, you can't possibly drop everything and go there directly, can you? What should we do if that really happens?

The sigh of the elves.

It was a real blow to the nun.

To be honest, the exchanges between nations have already fully demonstrated the principle of "shamelessness"—the people of Isgard are willing to call the United Nations "father" because of their magical technology, but the next moment, when Yang Hao goes to Isgard on business as promised, they naturally won't let go of any plans to harm him...

While it's not impossible for Yang Hao to directly break his promise and find an excuse never to go to Isgard...

But this is not only a pressure for Yang Hao, but also a heavy burden for the harmonious coexistence of the two countries.

From the perspective of national interests, the United Nations would not allow Yang Hao to break his promise—from Theresa's personal perspective, she would not want Yang Hao to compromise himself for the sake of national interests and do something he did not want to do.

Therefore, Yang Hao had no choice but to go to Isgard.

With Finn by her side, Theresa, staying at home, was able to handle the official business between the two countries well with the help of Lalumia and the others, preparing for the upcoming demonic calamity...

But Finn is now completely giving up, admitting that he might face risks if he's alone, and that the Isgardians just happened to catch him off guard—which makes Theresa extremely anxious.

While it's true that Theresa was a magnanimous wife.

But as expected.

The idea that someone from another country, a former adversary, had a child with her husband before she even had her own biological child... isn't that a bit too outrageous?

He hadn't even seen that opponent himself yet?

For a moment, Teresa felt dizzy, realizing that what was supposed to be a relaxing chat at home during a bath had unknowingly turned into a dangerous battlefield, leaving her speechless with dismay.

But for Finn, she had already achieved her goal this time.

Theresa has already started paying attention to Yang Hao's situation—if the woman with the greatest influence on Yang Hao also gets involved, then... the probability of that kind of thing will be reduced to the lowest level, right?

Let's just leave it at that?

The nun started stammering and muttering to herself.

The tiny sprite continued blowing bubbles underwater.

In a private restaurant.

The negotiations between Yang Hao and Nia are finally coming to an end.

During lengthy negotiations, Yang Hao and Nia reached a deal.

During his two years in power in Isugard, Yang Hao gained the freedom to access important secrets within Isugard at will—thanks to Nia's personal guarantee, he could know not only the top-secret scientific research results of Isugard, but even the color of the president's underwear that night.

Although that's a bit of an exaggeration... at least Yang Hao gained some convenience when he was on business trips, which was enough for him.

(Anyway, even if Nia connects to the magic network, she probably can't do anything... Even if Ysgard can create a physical [magic network] based on Nia's limited understanding, I can take it home and use it... So, I won't lose out at all, right? This is really great.)

The above are Yang Hao's thoughts as he smiled and said "Happy cooperation".

As for Nia...

Through this transaction, she not only gained the opportunity to be in the same room as Yang Hao during the final battle against the Ice Calamity, but also acquired the power to access the legendary [Magic Network], and even to some extent, the permission to freely search for information within the [Magic Network]...

This is truly a great gift—although it's true that we paid a considerable price, if things had gone according to the original plan, according to what Margarita and I had envisioned, then all of this would have been just a matter of using one hand to move the other, and apart from wasting some time, there would have been no real loss.

(Mr. Yang Hao probably never even considered our true purpose... Hehehe, when the time comes, please make sure you stay in Isgard for a year or two, then quickly merge our two countries as the Regent of Isgard, then cancel the ridiculously bad trade difference for me, and then come back to Dragon's Nest with me for a few years...)

The above is what Nia was thinking when she smiled and answered "Yes".

Neither of them realized what the other was thinking, and naturally, the discussion ended with the two of them leaving in a drunken, amicable manner.

Yang Hao got drunk because it was the first time he had eaten dinner from 6 p.m. to midnight, and he drank too much wine. Even if he didn't want to get drunk, he couldn't help it.

Nia was drunk, simply because she was forced to look Yang Hao in the eye while suppressing her own desires.

She felt her bed might be in trouble tonight, but before that, she had to come up with a reasonable excuse to explain to her maid... and before that, she also had to contact Margarita to make sure that the information they both had wasn't too far off, and to find out about the situation back home.

"Phew...finally finished another heavy job—sigh, where can you find a black dragon as hardworking as me~"

Miss Black Dragon, now relaxed, swayed unsteadily in the corridor.

And they were also walking back to their rooms.

The tipsy Yang Hao was greeted by Lord Lalumia on the way.

"La...Lalumia?"

"Yes, it's me. Sigh... You've gotten this drunk? Teresa and the others will be angry if you go back like this. Come with me and sort this out."

"Huh... ah? Uh..."

Because of the effects of alcohol, Yang Hao even forgot for a moment that Lalumia could use divine magic to dispel the effects of the alcohol.