My wife is an immortal black snake.

“...Hiss...Margarita—” Because of the darkness, even with lights below the landship and lights on in Kazdel in the distance, Yang Hao could hardly see Margarita's movements. He only felt the little bat's hand awkwardly climb between his thighs, and then her fingers lightly rested on the zipper of his pants. “Wait, wait a minute—”

"Hmm? Um... Yang Hao, you seemed quite comfortable watching the teacher do that...?"

Margarita made a confused sound. Then, she awkwardly pulled down Yang Hao's zipper, curiously using her night vision to examine his underwear for a while before thoughtfully saying:

"Huh...? Hmm? It's different from when the teacher was little...? Why isn't it as big as it was back then?"

"—Normally, that thing can't possibly get bigger all the time! But Margarita, when did you start—"

"I saw it secretly this afternoon, you know? I wanted to figure out why the teacher smelled more and more of your scent, so I secretly followed her..." Margarita wouldn't lie to Yang Hao. "Then I scratched a slit with my fingernail and saw... Hmm... Yang Hao? Is that kind of thing comfortable? I mean... I secretly tried touching it a few times from the outside... but if it went in, would it feel good? It probably wouldn't go in, right...?"

She uttered the most chilling words in the most innocent tone: "It seems Ms. Northumber hasn't taught Margarita about these adult worldly matters yet... and it looks like Margarita has no intention of stopping..."

Mr. Yang Hao swallowed hard.

Unlike Margarita, he didn't have night vision, so he could only let Margarita touch and grope his body... But, but as expected—

He reached out and gently touched Margarita's hair. Indeed, for Margarita, this was far too early—

"——Woo!"

However, Margarita seemed very unhappy that Yang Hao continued to treat her like a child.

She gently took Yang Hao's outstretched hand in her mouth, and then, under his helpless gaze, she began...

Following the teacher's previous actions, we continued.

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

On the other side, for some reason, Kosiché's ominous premonition was growing stronger and stronger...

This was especially true when she returned to the Duke's mansion and saw Monica there, helping Sonia care for Her Majesty Catherine...

"Monica? What's his schedule like lately, darling?" Subconsciously, to ensure she had a grasp on her husband's every move, Kosichrie, holding Green, sat down on her sofa and issued an order to her head maid. "I mean—he hasn't been hiding anything from us, has he?"

"Hmm? Lord Yang Hao's plans have recently been extended due to Kazdel's limitations? And the diplomatic work with the Yan Kingdom is progressing smoothly, isn't it?" Head Maid Monica looked up, stood up, and gave Lord Koschche a perfect maid's curtsy. "It's just that Lord Yang Hao's homesickness seems to be getting worse lately... And speaking of which, Lord Koschche, Miss Grin? May I ask what you were doing out this afternoon...?"

"Inspect the work at the Oripathy Research Center, and while we're at it, introduce Miss Lorelei to Kal'tsit... Is that really all?"

"...Yes, that's right."

I have a feeling that Monica is hiding something from me.

Kosiché was starting to get a headache... Just then, Her Majesty Catherine, sitting on the sofa drinking tea, shrugged and remarked that the situation at home was becoming increasingly worrying...

"I don't know who gave them the audacity to think they could carve out a new world on their own by breaking away from the current economic policies in Ursus..." she said. "Those new nobles—now that I think about it, I really regret why I supported them... In short, they've already started to ignore our orders and act on their own, and they've even begun to borrow the operating rights of several Originium mines from those few Army Groups... Duke Koschche, I think we need to take the lead. We can't keep waiting and letting things get worse before letting him clean up the mess."

"...It's gotten to this point?"

“My inner circle is gathering evidence, but we need to show our fists now—so I plan to recruit a new army group to enhance our voice.”

"A new army group?"

"To be precise, it's a new army group composed of infected people—I mean, with very few exceptions, this army will be predominantly composed of infected people."

Under the astonished gaze of the Duke of Kosiché, Her Majesty Catherine began to speak eloquently about her ideas—bold ideas influenced by Yang Hao.

Chapter 210

...

In Her Majesty Catherine's vision, the vast majority of people within the Ursus Empire should now support her and her rule as the rightful Emperor of Ursus.

But as the saying goes, "The common people don't ask who the emperor is, they only ask if they can have enough to eat today!"

In those frontier regions, Her Majesty Catherine's reputation might not carry as much weight as the large loaves of bread sent out by warlords. And because these were the "borderlands" outside the actual sphere of influence of Her Majesty Catherine and Mr. Yang Hao, in a sense, while the people there might support Her Majesty's policies, they were more likely to join the armies of warlords or new nobles for their own daily sustenance, causing them trouble.

...

Therefore, Her Majesty Catherine's idea was to expand the army, to expand an army that was absolutely loyal to them.

"But what does this have to do with the infected, Your Majesty? You know, you can expand your army wherever you want, but that doesn't mean we can find people outside our direct territories who are willing to be completely loyal to us and join the army!"

"That's why I said Duke Kosichä, you're still bound by your old Ursus ideas. If it weren't for Yang Hao, you probably would have had even more radical ideas! Don't look so angry. Tell me honestly, without Yang Hao, could you have done what you've done?"

"...no."

“That’s right. I feel Miss Green is more honest than you. And it’s because of her influence that I have this idea—think carefully, in the Ursus Empire right now, which group of people are the most loyal to us? Which people need our help the most? Which people are most willing to trust us? And which people are now scrambling to come to our city to get a job, even if it means walking thousands of miles? Think about it! My dear Duke!”

"...infected person."

This is not an answer that can be found without deep thought: because the current Duchy of Koschei is a paradise for the infected in this world.

Think about it! The Duchy of Kosiché is the first place in the world to grant infected people their proper civil rights, the first place to give infected citizens normal work and a social environment free from discrimination, the first place to implement compulsory education, and even the first place to be willing to regularly distribute Oripathy suppressant drugs to infected people!

The radiance emanating from the Duchy of Kosichêche even shone on the nearby St. Arthur Castle, which stood firmly against the wall. These two cities were now the dream paradise for all the infected in Ursus. Just how far had things come?

...Take the recent infestation of infected immigrants in the Duke of Koschei, for example—they received a group of infected nomads from thousands of miles away. These infected villagers, who appeared to be from the most remote parts of Ursus, arrived trembling and bewildered. Only after the staff repeatedly confirmed with them that they had a place in the infected settlement and had been allocated temporary necessities and accommodation did they happily leave customs.

They said their village was several days' journey from the nearest town, located deep in the mountains, making communication extremely difficult. Even the civil war at the time did not affect these poor people's struggle for survival in the snow-capped mountains.

They heard of the Duchy of Kosiché because a group of merchants happened to be passing through their area. Hearing the merchants' praises of the Duchy of Kosiché, and knowing they wouldn't know where to get food for the next few months, they decided to take a gamble.

This only further proves the deadly allure of the Duchy of Koschei to the infected... They would rather gamble their entire fortune, risking everything to travel thousands of miles to gamble with their fate, than continue their dark lives. In the past, this would have been incomprehensible: the infected would rather starve to death in the wasteland than leave their villages...

This might be what that old saying means... that those who have seen the light cannot tolerate the darkness...?

They were practically die-hard loyalists of the Koschei Duchy. To put it bluntly, compared to those infected, Her Majesty Ekaterina was nothing! Duke Yang Hao of the Koschei Duchy was their true object of loyalty. If he gave the word, they would be willing to rebel against Ursus, let alone kidnap Her Majesty Ekaterina and make her their wife right now.

Therefore... Her Majesty Catherine's desire to recruit these loyal infected individuals, drawn by the allure of the Kosichean Duchy, into an army is theoretically feasible. The problem is...

"Your Majesty, are you sure—"

"As I've observed, the infected aren't much less determined to fight than regular soldiers. Ultimately, the biggest difference between the infected and normal people is simply the [disease]—I've also seen reports of the brave and skilled infected militia that emerged from the Duke of Koschie during the civil war; they certainly qualify for formal military service. Of course, if you're worried about the disposal of the infected's corpses after they die, that's not really a problem—because both our side and our enemies will dispose of the bodies to prevent the spread of infection, won't they?"

"...That's true."

It's definitely okay for infected people to join the army.

However... there are indeed considerable problems with disposing of the body...

Moreover, more important than the disposal of corpses is... now the infected are also an important human resource of the Duchy of Koschche - isn't it a waste to use them in the army?

Kosich's contemplation silenced Her Majesty Catherine. After a moment, she snapped her fingers, and then Sonia, dressed in a maid's uniform, sighed helplessly, skillfully pulled a report from under the table, and laid it flat on the table so everyone could see the information clearly.

"Regarding the issue of [human resources], I think you don't need to worry, Duke Kosichè—because the infected people who have arrived so far can't even be put into factories in terms of [human resources]..." Her Majesty Ekaterina's smile was full of bitterness. "Most of them, besides farming, can only do a little bit of farm work. They are strong and healthy, but they are not suited to the monotonous work in factories. Moreover, there aren't many factories in the two cities right now, and they simply can't find suitable jobs to make a living after they arrive. Once the [temporary subsidy] period is over, they will become a force that disrupts public order..."

So after much consideration, rather than waiting two or three years to build a new factory, or waiting for them to become rioters, it would be better to recruit them as soldiers, train them according to the requirements of soldiers, and make them part of our army.

"...If that's the case, of course I'm willing to accept it. But the infected person is my dear...you understand."

“I will ask for his advice. But I think he will agree—after all, the Sarkaz are also infected.”

"Ugh..."

Kosiché sighed, thinking to himself, "Your Majesty, if you're busy, then so be it..."

But then again...

What is Yang Hao doing now?

Holding Green, she looked up at the ceiling and fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, on Kazdel's side—

Although Margarita was quite inexperienced.

But she did indeed make the thing in front of her incredibly hard and hot.

Chapter 211

"—Margarita...my Margarita..."

"Yang Hao... can you teach me the things my teacher won't teach me right now? I don't want to go on like this... being completely clueless about your affairs and just worrying like that... I don't want to do that anymore..."

"..."

Looking at Margarita kneeling before him, at her hazy eyes, and feeling the lingering, awkward touch of her tongue and teeth on his penis...

Now that things have come to this point, Yang Hao has no choice but to continue.

He gently rubbed Margarita's cheeks, sighed deeply, and decided that at the very least, he had to make Margarita comfortable!

So he picked Margarita up and held her on his lap...

"Yang, Yang Hao?!"

"Don't be afraid, it will make you feel better."

"Ugh... Eek... How... How strange..."

They intertwined in the dim night.

...

Meanwhile, Duke Kosiché, still haunted by an ominous premonition, was discussing some important details with His Majesty.

Although it has become a consensus between the two sides to allow infected individuals to enlist in the military, how to provide them with subsidies or military pay is still a matter that needs careful study.

For example, since the infected have no choice due to their inherent disadvantages, both the Duchy of Koschche and Saint-Germain can reduce their military pay, so that each infected person only receives one-third of the income of a normal soldier, while also making them loyal or "forced to accept" it - most importantly, this can save Her Majesty Catherine a lot of money.

But—should we do this? Or rather...is it even necessary? How do the current benefits compare to future benefits? Will it cause social problems? And so on...

These matters all need to be discussed and agreed upon before they can officially proceed! Furthermore, neither Her Majesty Catherine nor Duke Koschche possesses Yang Hao's abilities, so...

...

This is destined to be a long meeting... I don't know when it will end.

Kosichello really wanted to call Yang Hao and discuss it with him... but after thinking it over, he decided against it.

"...And more importantly...Miss Theresa? When did you arrive?"

"Huh? I just got here? The boss said I have three days off a week, right? So I came straight here to see what everyone's up to~"

"...Ugh."

In addition to that, Miss Theresa is also here—considering the current geographical location of the Duchy of Koschei, and the fact that the Great Knights' Domain seems to be moving eastward as well... it's not surprising that Theresa is able to travel between Ursus and Kazimierz in a single day and appear in the Duchy of Koschei during her vacation.

Ugh!

Considering that Kazimierz will also need to adjust its policies according to Ursus in the future... so Theresa, you can come and sit in on the proceedings... but speaking of which...

Monica? Sonia?

Why are you all looking at Miss Theresa, who's sitting so restlessly, with such terrifying eyes? It's like you want to rip her stomach open... Can you please stop? It's so strange!

The Duke of Kosiché took a sip of her tea, utterly bewildered. Then, after carefully placing Green on her lap, she stretched, letting her stiff bones crack several times...

"My personal suggestion is not to cut the salaries of infected soldiers; it would be better to let them receive the same income as normal people—of course, I'm following my dear's idea. He doesn't like to discriminate in those [unnecessary] areas when it comes to people's issues... which means our finances will be... in a lot of pain."

Oh! Darling, come back soon!

As the Duke of Kosiché spoke, he felt somewhat irritated.

Looking up, I realized it was already past 8 p.m.

.....

8:20pm.

"Ugh... Eek... No, don't... Ugh..."

Yang Hao, after all, was a skilled adult. He expertly used his techniques to guide the innocent little bat, Margarita, into the adult world. Not only did he guide her into the adult world, but he also found ways to let Margarita experience many pleasant things.

Although the little bat is still confused, she seems to have figured out why Ms. Norson likes to spend time alone with her childhood sweetheart.

Just touching it outside and this happened... What if, what if...

The little bat's head was burning up and she couldn't think straight anymore. But as the price for her personal invitation, which Yang Hao couldn't refuse... Yang Hao wasn't going to let his childhood sweetheart fool him like that tonight.

"Margarita... relax, relax a little..."

"I...I'm a little scared..."

Margarita shyly surrendered her entire body to Yang Hao's control. Soon, accompanied by her painful cry, the little bat crossed the step and officially entered the adult world.

......

the other side.

Duke Kosichev and Her Majesty Catherine had been discussing the issue of the "Infected Army" for quite some time.