My wife is an immortal black snake.

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Because Yang Hao is currently filming and cannot go out, Teresa came to the Duke's mansion in person to report after making preparations for her trip.

To be honest, what happened yesterday really left her with a very complicated feeling... After all, witnessing the death of a... well, somewhat familiar superior was a huge shock to Theresa. Even knowing it was part of their plan.

Upon learning that the Duke of Kosiché's old body—Miss Grimm's soul—had been preserved by her own boss and placed inside a doll, with the plan to later transfer it to a better body, Theresa was now filled with envy. After all, who wouldn't want immortality and eternal pleasure? Theresa knew her thoughts were decadent, but what could she do? Humans always crave pleasure...

Besides, she's worked so hard, isn't it normal for her to enjoy herself occasionally?

With this in mind, she arrived at the Duke's mansion, intending to head to the living quarters to report to her master. However, on the way, she unexpectedly encountered the gloomy-looking Lady Kal'tsit.

Theresa recognized Ms. Kal'tsit. Although they didn't have much contact, they were both subordinates of the boss, so she naturally knew the other's name and appearance.

"Good morning, Ms. Kal'tsit."

"Good morning, Ms. Theresa."

"Let's just say hello for now," Theresa thought, observing Kal'tsit who seemed quite troubled about how to get into the living quarters. After a moment, she curiously asked why she had come here, since normal office work should be handled in the outer office area.

"...Because I was unable to be present yesterday due to the accident involving Duke Kosiché, I do not know how Mr. Yang Hao is doing now. It is no exaggeration to say that I am very worried about him."

"Ah, about yesterday... May I ask, Ms. Kal'tsit, why are you worried about the boss?"

"When you finally see someone in a world full of garbage dumps or garbage producers who is dedicated to changing this wasteland and has actually achieved results and could even do better, you will also worry that he might turn into another demon because of his wife's death."

"Hmm... I understand that perfectly. I'm going to see the boss anyway, I'll pass on your message."

"Hmm? Ms. Theresa, why are you going there?"

A somewhat annoyed Lady Kal'tsit noticed a problem—why did Lady Theresa seem to be someone who could freely enter and leave the heavily guarded Duke's mansion residential area? And what was her purpose in going there?

Well, to be honest—Theresa wouldn't mind revealing a secret that will be revealed this afternoon. Therefore...

She simply gave Ms. Kal'tsit a clear indication:

"The assassin we captured was from Colombia."

"...what?"

Lady Kal'tsit paused for a moment, then immediately realized how things would unfold. Her expression turned grim, but there was nothing she could do.

After Teresa acted as an inside agent, she swaggered straight into the residential area—if nothing unexpected happened, she could go home tomorrow, how could she not be happy? Right?

I just hope that my boss will give me a reward for all the hard work I've put in.

Chapter 67

"Boss, I'm here—oh? Good morning, Miss Karina."

"Good morning, Miss Theresa... Um, what's this?"

"Hmm? Reporting to the boss and getting ready to go home. Eh? Where's Ms. Green? I heard she came over as soon as she became a rag doll—where is she?"

"She's in Lord Kosiché's arms. Um, do you have any other questions?"

"...It's gone, it's gone..."

Seeing Miss Theresa's sudden dejection, Karina probably knew that the little pony was probably planning to play a cruel trick on the currently incapacitated Miss Green to satisfy her strange desires. But Lord Koschei was quite prescient, after all, she had already taken Miss Green to work in the audience hall, right? No matter how outrageous Lord Koschei was, he probably wouldn't abandon Miss Green, would he?

...Yes, I think so.

With this thought in mind, Karina sighed. She dragged her suitcase back to her room to rest, but before doing so, she spoke to Miss Theresa:

"Mr. Yang Hao is waiting for you in his bedchamber. Head Maid Monica also asked me to pass on a message to you."

"Huh? Okay, okay... May I ask what that is?"

"She said that if things don't go well in Kazimierz, you can come back anytime. But don't expect her to treat you like she treats the two adults."

"That damn serious head maid... really, I don't know why she's been targeting me ever since we met."

"Perhaps it's because Head Maid Monica finds you a threat? Hehe, I'll head back now."

"I'll head over there now—goodbye."

After bidding farewell to Karina, Theresa sighed, muttering disrespectful thoughts like, "It's so disappointing I can't play with dolls," as she headed towards the palace she remembered. Then, on the way, she broke out in a cold sweat and witnessed the most esteemed Emperor of the Ursus Empire heading to the courtyard to rest. She quickly shrank into a corner, and only after the Emperor and Lady Sonia had left, chatting and laughing with Hela, did she catch her breath and continue at her own pace.

Before long, Theresa arrived at the door of the palace, which seemed somewhat unfamiliar to her. She hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door and received permission from the person inside.

Theresa pushed the door open—and before she could even say anything to her boss, she stared wide-eyed at him and saw him sprawled on the bed wearing only a pair of pants, looking like a young man who had just been played with, completely listless.

"Boss, just this once—let me ask you something. You haven't been taken advantage of, have you?"

"No, no, it's not that bad... and why would you have such a thought, Theresa?"

"Because I've noticed that every time you look pale, it's because you've been 'squeezed' by other girls."

"..."

"Besides, you looked like you were about to die when we were doing it before? I mean, I only moved a few times, and you acted like you were about to ascend to heaven. Even if you have a strong desire for Kuranta people's butts, it shouldn't be this bad, right?"

"...come over."

"Hey...hey?! This is your bed with your wife, no matter what! Even if you're horny, don't do this!"

Theresa flatly and firmly rejected Yang Hao's suggestion, then walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed—she was really talking about serious business, really. She genuinely had no such thoughts, even though it sounded incredibly exciting, but was Theresa that kind of person?!

—She really is.

However, Yang Hao had genuinely called her over to discuss serious business. Therefore, he didn't show any sexual desire—because he genuinely couldn't get an erection. At least not today.

So, after holding the foal in his arms and stroking the tips of her ears with his tongue, Yang Hao asked Theresa how her recent preparations were going. Having grown accustomed to her boss's forceful style, Theresa simply flicked her tail and answered in a slightly trembling voice:

"Recently...the preparations have been quite thorough...those diplomats from Casimir seem to have found an opportunity and are now relentlessly requesting an audience with His Majesty the Emperor of Saint-Germain. Meanwhile, the Colombians are frantically trying to explain that it's a misunderstanding, and the guests from Yan are doing everything they can to repair the damaged relationship. Boss, you should dress up a bit when you go out later, or maybe you don't need to? Because you do look quite haggard."

"As expected, as expected. If they knew Green was still alive and well, and that this was all a charade, they'd probably want to tear us apart. But never mind—what about your preparations?"

"...I've already spoken with the remnants. They say the Nowitzki family is now seen as a guardian by the common people of Kazimir...I think my reputation shouldn't be a problem, right? But the knightly families and corporations of Kazimir, as well as the current regime, probably won't treat me well."

"Hmm, where are the Sarkaz mercenaries?"

“They are willing to follow my orders, but—if the plan goes smoothly, I will have to continue employing them for a while. After all, boss, you know, I need the strength to reorganize Kazimierz.”

"It seems my little pony is also striving to become a politician."

Yang Hao was very pleased with this, after all, Theresa was indeed making an effort, unlike before when she was slacking off. He lovingly stroked Theresa's sensitive areas as a reward, and as Yang Hao stroked her, Theresa gradually narrowed her eyes.

She said that barring any unforeseen circumstances, with Yang Hao's support, her becoming the Grand Duchess of Kazimir should be a certainty—but after that, she might not be able to return often. After all, once she becomes the Grand Duchess, she will have to stay in Kazimir, both politically and professionally.

"I'll have to take my sisters with me then, at least some of them... I need them."

"Granted, granted. I'm not the kind of person who only cares about exploiting my subordinates. But Teresa, if the pressure gets too much, you can always come to me, okay?"

"I know... but, boss? Why don't you take the initiative to rule Kazimir?"

"Because Ursus will disguise himself as a kind old bear in the future—a bear that looks gentle but can actually eat people."

"As expected of you."

She smacked her lips, then turned around and lay on top of Yang Hao. In her boss's bed with his wife.

Chapter 68

The afternoon of July 10th.

The momentous news that the people of Casimir had been eagerly anticipating day and night, that had turned the Colombians pale, and that had left Ms. Kelsey sighing in despair, reached all corners of the world through the gates of St. John's Castle.

That is—Ussus declared war on Colombia under the pretext of "revenge."

This was a ground for war that no country could refute. And frankly, it was too late to say anything now—after all, this was Ursus. Moreover, when the list of commanders and leaders of the expeditionary force officially appointed by Ursus was announced, everyone abandoned any thought of stopping it.

This is Duke Yang Hao, who has just lost his wife, personally leading his troops to seek revenge! If it were another Ursus general leading the army, that would be one thing; people could use the excuse that "you might be planning to conquer Kazimir along the way" to stop the Ursus advance. But the person leading this army is a victim? Who can stop him?

Anyone who tries to stop him, that madman might just bring his troops to your house in the next minute! So now, whether it's the Victorians, the Rembitons, or even Letania, which has recently been getting closer to Colombia and has even sent soldiers to help, they all obediently shut their mouths and decided to just watch how far Ursus intends to go.

"...So, barring any unforeseen circumstances, we'll be heading to Kazimierz tomorrow." That evening, with almost everyone present at dinner, Mr. Yang Hao, whose physique appeared noticeably weaker, addressed the assembled group while holding Miss Green's doll in front of Fydia's wife. "Before I leave, I'll leave behind the plans for the next few months. Just follow them... Oh, right—Your Majesty Catherine? I'll need a position with full authority over the expedition and its inhabitants. Could you offer me that?"

“You have it now.”

Her Majesty Catherine took an elegant sip of black tea, then smiled at Yang Hao and immediately handed over the right to ask for it to him—that's the advantage of having the Empress as the mother of your child!

Yang Hao naturally accepted with immense gratitude. Then, in the next instant, he felt his calf being wrapped by a cool, soft, scaly tail...

He turned around, smiled slightly at the white-haired, green-eyed Phidias, and at Lord Kosicé, whose calm expression actually revealed a hint of coldness. Then, pulling the chairs closer between them, the Duke, sweating profusely, began to speak with a dry laugh under the helpless and disdainful gaze of the head maid behind him:

“Ah, thank you. That will save us a lot of trouble—then, our most important task in this trip to Kazimierz is to make Theresa the Grand Duchess of Kazimierz, but the current government of Kazimierz, the Knights of Conquest, and those capitalist companies certainly won't obey our orders. Koschei, do you have any ideas?”

"Hmm? Why are you asking me at a time like this? To be honest, I don't have that much infiltration into Casimir, so naturally I don't have much advice—but Green did say he has some ideas."

"Huh? Green?" Yang Hao was stunned for a moment. Ignoring the tail that was wrapping around his calf tighter and tighter, he rubbed Green's cheeks, who couldn't speak yet, and looked at her curiously.

"She said she could figure out a solution using your invincible puppet stage, and there's no need for her to deliberately act cute to protect her nightlife—alright, leave her to me. Sigh, she's really uncomfortable being toyed with by you, so remember to make her a movable body when you get back, okay?"

"Haha... I got it. Sigh, but why hasn't Hela come yet?"

"She's still running around outside with Sonia, but it should be soon. Oh, by the way, Miss Theresa? How are things going on your end?"

"Huh? Ah—almost, almost there..."

The women started chatting about their own things again. Yang Hao, deliberately ignored, could only eat his dinner with a resentful expression. Sigh! He felt his status in the family was getting lower and lower; thankfully, they didn't have any pets!

Otherwise, I guess my pets will be ranked higher than me by then... But come to think of it, have I been behaving too badly lately?

He's practically a dehydrated, mushy piece of meat, yet he still wants it all... Sigh! Yang Hao, you should know your shame!

Next time, at least make sure you have some moisture before doing this, okay?

Just as Yang Hao was pondering this while eating dinner, the head maid suddenly leaned in from behind and breathed into his ear:

"...Lord Yang Hao? When you go to Kazimir, may I ask you for a favor?"

"Huh? Well, tell me, if I can solve this."

This seems to be the first time my head maid has asked me to do something while I'm away on a business trip. Oh, Monica, don't be so polite. Just tell me, anything your master can handle, I'll help you with.

As Yang Hao turned his head to look at him with a puzzled expression, Head Maid Monica simply smiled. Then, she whispered in Yang Hao's ear that what she wanted to ask was, in a sense, also something Yang Hao needed to face, and that it was very important, extremely important—

"Could you please ask Miss Margarita when she's coming? After all, as you know, Lord Yang Hao, these things can get very troublesome if we don't prepare them in advance?"

"Ah...this—"

"After all, whether it's helping to prepare clothes or anything else, it takes time to prepare, you know? And we have quite a few rooms in our Duke's mansion—adding a children's room wouldn't be a problem, would it?"

"...Monica, this, the children's room and stuff..."

"After all, Lord Kosichä said that Miss Margarita was still a baby—right? Lord Kosichä, who steals a man from an infant?"

Monica's deliberately raised voice at the end caused all the women to stop talking, and everyone looked at Lord Koschche, who was holding Green and was inexplicably silent.

After a moment, the old black snake, now in Fedia's body, sighed heavily, as if giving up on herself; she abandoned all thought.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes—that Margarita is an unweaned baby, I'm telling you, and it's true that I even stole a man from her—and Monica, if you do that again, I'll..."

"Lord Cosiche?"

"..."

She fell silent, seemingly unable to come up with a way to punish Monica, the head maid.

Chapter 69

October 11th. When Duke Yang Hao reappeared in public, even the most hard-hearted people of the Duchy of Kosiché felt sorry for him, seeing how haggard their Duke looked!

He was trembling as he got out of the car. His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were dull and lifeless. The doctor beside him was following closely with a briefcase, taking care of the man who seemed on the verge of collapse.

The blow this man suffered was too great. Just when Ursus was gradually recovering, he was separated from his wife by death because of the arrival of guests from Yan! Moreover, Duke Koschei was indeed a wise ruler in the eyes of the people of the Koschei Duchy!

The people have lost one of their beloved rulers, and now another ruler is in danger of falling at any moment. How can they not be worried? Of course they are!

So everyone held their breath and crowded into the square in the core city of the duchy, quietly waiting for the duke to speak as he stepped onto the podium.

...

And the other side.

"Ms. Kal'tsit, don't worry, I'm fine."

"...I will be waiting 10 meters away from you. If anything happens to you, Mr. Yang Hao, I will come over immediately."

"...Ugh."

Now, I can't bring myself to say that my body was so weak because of Miss Phidiah last night.

As Mr. Yang Hao, looking haggard, watched as Ms. Kal'tsit carried her medical kit and stopped a short distance behind him, his lips twitched, and he thought to himself.

He recalled the reason for his physical weakness. After all, he was a battle-hardened man, wasn't he? But when facing Phidiah, his so-called "battle-hardened" prowess seemed as ridiculous as butter meeting a hot butter knife.