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

They received a warm welcome from the people of Issugard, were amazed by the new city of Issugard with its earthy style, and finally had a private meeting with the President at her invitation.

Looking at the blonde, red-eyed president across the table, Yang Hao felt, for some reason, a sense of regret for not having met her sooner.

“I’ve heard so much about you. Miss Margarita, I am Yang Hao—as you can see, I have come to keep my promise and am here to help you with some problems.”

As for Margarita, Yang Hao gave her a very strange feeling.

A strange sense of relief washed over her—she always felt that they were a good match.

“I’ve heard so much about you, Your Majesty Yang Hao. I am Margarita, the current President of Issugard. Thank you for coming... Perhaps we have many things to discuss.”

The president recalled what Gaia had said back then.

However, she didn't show it.

After all, vampires are a very cautious race.

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Chapter 3: [Is it normal for me to bring my wife a hamburger meal?] - 8K

“I’ve heard so much about you, Your Majesty Yang Hao. I am Margarita, the current President of Issugard. Thank you for coming... Perhaps we have many things to discuss.”

The beautiful woman sitting in front of Yang Hao, greeting him with an equal and dignified demeanor, was undoubtedly Margarita, the president of Isgard.

It must be said, she truly lives up to her reputation as one of the immortal species. Even compared to Finn, Margarita's youthful and beautiful appearance struck him as "strange."

If I had to put it in words, it's like seeing a 16-year-old high school student become the president of a country—it feels too young.

However, Yang Hao also knew that this was just a smokescreen by the immortal species.

Beneath that delicate and refined exterior, more exquisite than that of a young woman, lies the soul of an octogenarian and cunning ruler.

Given the rumors that vampires can freely change their form, Yang Hao dared not let his guard down for a moment. However, a strange feeling of "why didn't we meet sooner" arose in his heart, forcing him to make some concessions.

Is this a vampire's ability?

Yang Hao nodded thoughtfully. With that nod, he noticed Fen sitting next to him gently shaking her fingers on her lap, denying that the vampires were using their abilities.

Perhaps it's because after hearing so much from Nia, I've developed expectations on my own?

Yang Hao looked up at Margarita, and at that moment, he noticed that Margarita was also looking at him with scarlet eyes.

Unlike Elena's ruby-like sparkling eyes.

Although Margarita's eyes are red, a closer look reveals that they are not as lustrous as rubies.

If you had to describe it, it was a deep, dark red. It didn't seem like the color of a living being—of course, more than anything, Yang Hao saw a reflection of himself in Margarita.

That shadow seemed to suggest that if he continued working, he would suddenly die.

...

Feeling a pang of pity, Yang Hao muttered to himself: No matter how tired he was, he had his wife, friends, or even Lalumia, who was like his mother, to back him up... Even if Miss Margarita had Nia to back her up, would it be appropriate?

He recalled Nia's expression of stomach pain when she was forced to endure hardship by the colonial army on the continent of Elusia. He couldn't help but feel even more pity for Margarita's predicament.

This led to an awkward silence – but everyone, regardless of which side they were on, knew that silence would prevent the meeting from continuing effectively.

Therefore, Yang Hao took the lead in praising his own impressions of the capital city of Isgard when he arrived, following the established formula:

"It must be said, Wies City is indeed a vibrant city. The streets are orderly and well-planned, with permanent police posts at key intersections, and even dedicated zebra crossings and traffic lights to help horse-drawn carriages at intersections determine when to proceed or turn..."

Miss Margaret must have considered the importance of transportation when planning the city's development, right?

"Hehe, yes. After all, transportation is the lifeblood of a city and a country. If these lifebloods are blocked, the impact on the city and the country will be unimaginable... However, Your Majesty Yang Hao, how did you figure out that those police checkpoints were permanent, and not just there to cover your arrival?"

Margarita smiled and gave her answer, also raising her questions. In response to Margarita's questions, Yang Hao simply said: "It's evident from the public's reaction."

The public is not curious about the presence of those sentry posts; on the contrary, they are used to it. Even people who look like the poor will subconsciously look in the direction of the traffic lights when crossing a road where no vehicles are passing.

This is clearly not something that could be presented merely to cover up the truth. It's an achievement that requires several years of adaptation before it can be put into practice, which is why Yang Hao is so confident in and full of praise for Isugard's traffic management.

Of course, he didn't forget to write these things down—although there are currently no traffic congestion problems in the United Nations because of its sparse population and vast land area...it would be good to use the existing experience if possible.

Upon hearing Yang Hao's answer, Miss Margarita's smile vanished.

If she was deliberately testing Yang Hao's abilities before, then after his abilities were confirmed, she naturally no longer needed to continue wearing the fake smile.

She scrutinized Yang Hao from head to toe with seriousness, suppressing her sudden sense of relief to the extreme, and then nodded:

"...Yes, just as you said. That was part of the planning when Wies City was first built. And they have indeed been using it ever since. It seems I don't need to continue testing your abilities. Someone who can see this at a glance naturally has the ability to handle difficult problems."

"Thank you? Or perhaps, to Miss Margarita, I am merely an ordinary bureaucrat within the Isogai Kingdom?"

"At least the abilities you've demonstrated so far are enough to qualify you for a seat in my cabinet. Heh. Now, let's get down to business."

The president snapped her fingers.

Then, Nia, who was sitting next to her at some point, took a sealed envelope from a drawer under the table and walked over with it.

Heilong glanced at the two women beside Yang Hao. She wasn't foolish enough to hand the envelope directly to Yang Hao. Instead, she placed the envelope on the table at a suitable distance and gently pushed it towards Yang Hao.

The moment the envelope was pushed towards her, Finn reached out and used magic to take it in her hand. This continent, where magic was extremely scarce, was an extremely harsh environment for elves, but with the help of the small magical storage device that Elena had brought in advance, the elves were still able to withstand the harsh local environment and thus provide assistance to Yang Hao.

She glanced at the envelope, confirming that there had been no tampering and that the envelope had only passed through the hands of three people, including herself, before being opened by Yang Hao. She nodded.

"You see?"

Yang Hao took the envelope and used the letter opener Elena kindly handed him to open it. Inside was a confidential document prepared by the official government of Isugard. If you looked closely, you could even see the words "[For the President Only]" written on the document.

So, I guess I'm president too~ Yang Hao made a little joke to himself. After taking out the documents, he glanced at them and made a rough estimate in his mind what all the various data meant.

"...Let me understand it this way, Miss Margarita, you intend to target groups that control too many resources in the country while hoping to force all classes to make way for the lower classes to move up the social ladder, is that right?"

His question prompted the Miss President to nod slightly:

"After all, social mobility is a good thing for a country—of course, I understand the importance of a stable top for long-term policy, but I also believe that the lower, middle and upper classes cannot remain unchanged."

"So, my first task for the past two years has been to ensure mobility for all classes within Isugard while keeping the top president in Isugard unchanged? I mean... that's not a good thing for your rule."

"Who knows? Your Majesty Yang Hao, although our country is a democracy, in a sense, a democracy can accomplish what an imperial state cannot. Naturally, my rule can also be achieved through various means, without the need to constantly stand on the stage and struggle—but the premise for doing so is that I believe I can do it. Do you understand?"

Yang Hao originally wanted to say that once he really solved this major problem for Isgard, regardless of whether Miss Margarita intended to take all the blame or pin the blame on him, Isgard would enter a period of chaos, which would affect Miss Margarita's prestige.

He had a solution, a solution that conformed to the democratic system—but Miss Margarita was smarter than he had imagined. Or perhaps... Miss Margarita truly understood him.

"However, if we follow your idea that once our country enters a period of chaos, the people will inevitably blame the current president... it wouldn't be impossible for me to step down in the next four years and then send a loyal cabinet to the presidency to remotely control the situation."

"In this way, not only will your prestige remain unaffected, but you can also continue to accumulate strength in the next four years, keeping the country under your control, and finally, in the third four years, you can once again become president with extremely high popularity amidst the cheers of the people of Isugard...right?"

Yang Hao picked up where Miss Margarita left off. For a fleeting moment, others could almost see a spark fly between their eyes.

They were too in sync—whether it was the black dragon of Ysgard or the two empresses of the United Kingdom, they could only mutter to themselves: They were too in sync.

It's like you've just laid bare what's on the other person's mind... What's with this? Isn't this your first meeting?

At this moment, even Nia felt it was a bit outrageous, let alone the others.

But for Margarita...

This, however, was enough to make her smile.

"Hehe. Well then, Your Majesty Yang Hao, since you understand my thoughts so well, you must also understand that I don't want you to start working immediately after you arrive—after all, you don't understand Isgard."

"So my plan is to take a few days of happy vacation, learn about the local snacks and customs of Issugard, and then make a decision. By the way, does Issugard cover the bill?"

"...Your Majesty Yang Hao? I think you know better than I how much of our money is circulating to the United Nations."

Upon hearing the word "money," Margarita couldn't hold back her smile.

Isgard is really short of money right now—and you're expecting us to pay for your meal?

Margarita means, "It's not that it's impossible."

But consider this: what is the main reason why Ysgard is so poor right now?

She glared fiercely at Yang Hao, who squinted and sighed:

"After all, our two countries have different currencies—if we use the currency we brought to make transactions, will ordinary shops in Isgard be able to offer reasonable prices?"

He took a few gold coins from Finn's clothes, placed them on the table, and then gently flicked them in front of Margarita before shrugging.

As Yang Hao flicked the gold coins at her, Margarita looked down at them for a long time before taking out Ysgard banknotes from her pocket.

"...I understand. Regarding the currency issue, perhaps we'll need to reach a consensus later—in that case, Your Majesty Yang Hao, all your expenses will be borne by the Isugard government. But I hope you'll remember this..."

"Don't you have an invoice?"

"...bill?"

Margarita was completely confused.

Finn and Elena sighed heavily: Here we go again.

After hearing that Yang Hao had "inadvertently" given Nia two ironclad warships and an eagle mother as gifts, they should have known that Yang Hao would reveal more "knowledge" while on his business trip...

But why didn't they realize it?

They lamented their carelessness, but for Elena, the regret was that she wanted to use this small improvement to gradually close the gap between herself and Yang Hao.

What should we do if he himself knows about these things?

The two men's sighs inevitably gave the black dragon of Ysgard more ideas.

But as a former beneficiary, seeing Yang Hao's nonchalant expression masking a predatory glint in his eyes... Black Dragon merely twitched his lips and said: "This sugar-coated bullet, which will break your teeth if you bite into it, is best left untouched by Isugard right now..."

And that's exactly what Margarita thought.

The clever woman instantly realized what the so-called "invoice" really was—a valuable tool that could make underlying transactions more transparent and allow tax evasion to be more thoroughly combated.

But she also knew that popularizing invoices in Isgard... let alone whether His Majesty Yang Hao could provide assistance, even if he were, the country would definitely fall into chaos again.

After all, tax evasion is something that every wealthy person does.

Margarita believes that if the trade in Isgard were more transparent, Isgard could now collect at least double the amount of legitimate taxes—but she is even more convinced that if she were to implement invoices at this critical juncture of reforming educational resources and upward mobility... Isgard might have to wage another civil war, even with the presence of the emperor of a friendly nation.

Moreover... His Majesty Yang Hao's murderous gaze was serious.

If he were to accidentally plunge Ysgard into a period of civil war, he might have the confidence to devour the entirety of Ysgard...

...Although the integration of Ysgard into the United Nations is already in the planning stages.