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dowry.

She wanted to discuss the dowry with Yang Hao in a more private setting.

Literally, it means dowry. And it seems she intends to finalize the details before formally bringing it up. Moreover, it appears Princess Wei Qing is determined to do this—not only to compensate Yang Hao for the losses she caused, but more importantly...

She planned to directly strengthen the close relationship between Yan and Ursus through a marriage alliance—and what's worse...

Her father agreed. He didn't just agree; he was eager to make Ursus her home right now.

...But Yang Hao was dumbfounded.

"...dowry?"

"...ah?!"

"Kelina... I might die when I get home..."

This is supposed to be a dowry?!

You're discussing your dowry with me? It can't be because you're marrying someone else, right?! But the problem is, why a dowry?! All I did was mislead you into thinking it was an assassination attempt targeting you, and my wife died! In normal interactions between nobles, a few tens of thousands of taels of silver would suffice in this situation, right? No need for this, absolutely no need for this!

Even for the sake of friendly relations between the two countries, there's really no need for this, really, really...

Yang Hao was almost in tears: because he finally understood why Princess Wei Qing used handwritten letters instead of mobile phones to communicate.

If they were communicating privately via mobile phone, Yang Hao could laugh it off and brush it off with the excuse that "this was just a private joke" which might damage the friendship between the two countries.

The problem is, a princess's handwritten letter cannot be ignored under any circumstances... and he must give a reply, even in the current situation, he cannot refuse. This is because it is a marriage proposal personally made by the princess of Yan, and the object of her proposal is not a prince or emperor of Ursus, but a nobleman or even a duke—what does this mean?

This means that if Yang Hao refuses, he should be prepared for all the current friendly treaties with Yan to become worthless.

But if they don't accept it, should we just leave it as is?

Unless Yang Hao is willing to risk insulting the Yan Kingdom's royal family and then staging a full-blown brawl in Wuyan...

But would he dare? He wouldn't dare... And don't forget, his family is waiting for him to go back and clean up a mess that no one else can handle. How could he dare to take such a risk at this critical juncture? And don't forget, the threat from Colombia hasn't been eliminated yet. Yang Hao really doesn't want to fight on two fronts, really!

Almost all the countries in the world that dared to fight on two fronts are already dead! He really doesn't dare gamble Ursus's national destiny on the possibility of comfortably fighting on two fronts, so...

Princess Wei Qing, why don't you reconsider? Really, I don't need a dowry or anything like that, and I don't want your body as compensation. Wouldn't it be better if we just stayed like this, peacefully being good friends who constantly tease each other? Even though it's you who's being teased by me, at least this way my teasing will be more peaceful... Is it really worth it?

It's not too late for you to propose canceling this! It's really not worth gambling with the friendship treaty and friendly relations between our two countries!

It can't be that bad... ah...

Yang Hao covered his face and sighed. He finally understood: Kosichev and Her Majesty Ekaterina were definitely unaware of Yan's actions, nor did they know that the Yan princess would have such a bold idea—and not only were they unaware, they probably wouldn't even dare to guess... But now things were different.

Princess Wei Qing might really take a dangerous gamble under some kind of provocation... What should I do now? Whether I accept it, refuse it, or simply ignore it, it seems like something terrible is about to happen.

Accept it. Needless to say, things will be different at home. But what will Green do then? How will he explain it?

A refusal would forever sever the friendship between the Wu and Yan kingdoms—a princess from a powerful nation condescending to propose to a widower who had been married before, only to be rejected... Haha... This would be a humiliating disgrace anywhere, let alone in such a feudal world, where Yan is also a feudal superpower...

Ignoring it—that might lead to a full-blown brawl. Yang Hao really didn't want to fight while farming, really...

Oh no—what the hell am I supposed to do?

Yang Hao's hands had started to tremble.

And at this moment——

"Lord Yang Hao? What brings you here...?"

"Ms. Monica!?"

It was like the heavenly sound of an angel descending from the sky.

Head Maid Monica appeared there, looking at her master, who was weeping with a letter in his hand, seemingly very confused about his current situation.

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"Monica—!!"

Upon hearing Monica's voice, Yang Hao looked up in a daze and saw his head maid tilting her head and looking at him with a puzzled expression.

In an instant, a sense of peace and security filled his heart. Indeed, in such a difficult time in life, having the person you trust most by your side makes things much easier.

So... with tears welling in his eyes, in front of Miss Karina, who was also nervous and uneasy about the princess's dowry... he put down the letter in his hand, then rushed to the warm belly of the head maid and began...

She wiped away her tears with her pure white apron adorned with gold thread, venting her helplessness and unease at being tricked and left with no way out.

And what about Head Maid Monica? Although she was very happy about Lord Yang Hao's trust... but as expected? What exactly is going on?

The head maid, gently patting the back of Mr. Yang Hao's head with her delicate white-gloved hand to comfort him, looked up and gazed at Miss Karina, who was finally relieved, with a puzzled look.

Faced with the head maid's gaze, Miss Karina simply smiled wryly and said that it was related to the letter sent by the "guests from Yan Kingdom"...

"A letter? Hmm... I understand. Then please tell me more about this later. But before that, Lord Yang Hao, could you please get off me first?"

...The master of the house still showed no sign of letting go. Seeing this, Head Maid Monica sighed softly.

"...Sigh! Never mind. Just leave it at that. Miss Karina? Could you arrange a single room for me? I'll have to stay here until you return to Ursus. The situation is urgent."

It seemed that her master wouldn't be able to shake off his depression anytime soon. So, Head Maid Monica simply gave up on the idea of ​​letting him explain himself first, and instead, she wrapped her arm around the man, whose mental state had once again deteriorated, and led him to sit down on the sofa.

She had Mr. Yang Hao lie down with his head on her lap as if it were a pillow. Then, she looked up and watched Miss Karina bustling around, arranging her schedule, and thought to herself that now that Theresa had become the Grand Duchess of Kazimierz, the duties of a secretary had been transferred to Miss Karina—but thinking about it, it was really strange, wasn't it?

Miss Karina was originally meant to be Lord Kosiché's next body, but Lord Yang Hao ended up making her his secretary. Miss Green was practically dead, but Lord Yang Hao rekindled her hope for life with a glimmer of hope for the future... Sigh, if nothing unexpected happens, Miss Lorell will probably end up like that too? Hmm, the single rooms of the same standard in the Duke's mansion seem a bit insufficient; we'll have to ask the Lord to expand them...

But then again—where is Miss Margarita? Why can't we see her here?

She was eager to prepare a suitable nursery for Miss Margarita, but was slightly disappointed when she didn't see her. Head Maid Monica sighed softly, then inquired about Karina's recent condition:

"Miss Karina, has anything happened with Lord Yang Hao recently?"

"Huh? No, no... it's just..."

"that is?"

"Hmm... Mr. Yang Hao seems quite tired from work lately? Negotiating with that demon king seems to have left him incredibly exhausted... but I don't know how to make any refreshing drinks to help him..."

“I understand. Then please leave it to me—by the way, where is Miss Margarita?”

"Huh?" Miss Karina, who had relaxed, was taken aback. She clearly didn't know why the head maid would bring up that name when everything was fine.

But of course I have to mention that name, don't I? Although I don't know what identity Miss Margarita will eventually go to Ursus, as the head maid, shouldn't I at least prepare a room for her, take a good look at her appearance, and think about her clothing and such?

These things take a lot of time—but that's not the point. Monica needs to see Miss Margarita in person before she can officially begin this work, right?

so...

"I mean, isn't Miss Margarita here?"

she continued to ask.

"Ah—she should be in her room now, right? She's been working really hard lately... and Miss Margarita seems like the kind of girl who easily trusts others..."

Miss Karina answered Head Maid Monica's questions with some nervousness. To be honest, she was genuinely worried that Margarita might actually be treated as a "daughter"... After all, Lady Koschei still didn't have any children—I mean, she wouldn't mind having a blood demon as her child...

However, she could only keep her worries to herself. After all, the head maid only nodded slightly in response to her answer before continuing to comfort Mr. Yang Hao, who was resting his head on her lap... Sigh! Mr. Yang Hao, you need to try harder...

I know the Yan Kingdom princess's dowry is a real headache for you, but... you have to think of a solution, don't you? At this point, there's no way to avoid it...

Keep it up, Mr. Yang Hao!

Karina sighed and then continued with her work.

Meanwhile, on the other side... they finally recovered from the blow that Princess Wei Qing had dealt them.

Mr. Yang Hao slowly got up, smelling Monica's fragrance. Then, he returned to his original state. It seems that when work pressure gets high, he'll need to let a mother give him a good venting now and then. But we'll see about that later.

"Monica? Why did you suddenly come here...?"

"...Let me explain first. After all, your matter doesn't seem like a 'small matter' that can be resolved in a few minutes."

Monica interrupted Yang Hao's question, then gently wiped some dirt off Yang Hao's face with a handkerchief. After faintly smelling the scent of several Sarkaz women on him, the elegant and serious head maid frowned slightly.

However, she did not condemn anything. After memorizing the unique scent of those people, she began to explain the reasons for her arrival.

...

After Monica concluded that "she was indeed the only one who could be trusted," sure enough, as everyone discussed the matter, they all turned their attention to Monica.

In less than two minutes, Lord Koschke and Her Majesty Ekaterina reached a consensus: Sonia could not go, nor could the special forces of R'lyeh. Naturally, it would take the Templars considerable time to get there, and since they were being sent, it was inevitable that Koschke's Serpentscale and Her Majesty's personal guards would also be present.

But they also needed someone who could appear by Yang Hao's side as quickly as possible while also taking care of him and Karina. Ideally, this person would also be very close to Yang Hao, so they could also keep an eye on this busybody to see if he was having any urges to bring other women home...

...

Therefore, based on the above, Monica naturally accepted this heavy responsibility. After handing over her work to Ms. Sonia and explaining the key points and areas to focus on in her role as a maid, Monica quickly packed her things and rushed over.

However, before rushing over, she made a special trip to Lord Koschche and asked for instructions from the lord who was holding Hela, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, and Miss Green, who couldn't speak yet—actually, she wanted to ask them what they wanted to tell Lord Yang Hao.

“...Tell him I miss him.” These were Miss Green’s exact words. Although Lord Kosichche said them on her behalf, Head Maid Monica could still sense Miss Green’s loneliness. Perhaps Lord Kosichche’s loneliness was partly due to his being someone who couldn’t stand being alone?

"I want Daddy to come home soon~" These were Hela's exact words. Although it's unclear whether Lord Koschche was too embarrassed to say it himself, Monica certainly wanted Lord Yang Hao to come home quickly...

And what about Lord Koschche?

She didn't say anything, still sulking, sulking about that—

"...Monica, no need to say anything. When I get home, I will make Kosiché understand that I am no longer the person I used to be."

"...My lord, since you're so confident, perhaps—ah, never mind. After all, Lord Koschche is still punishing me..."

Why are you being punished?

"Because Lord Yang Hao, Lord Koschche found out about your affair with His Majesty [earning nutrition fees]?"

"...ah..."

Sitting across from them, Miss Karina listened intently, clearly wanting to hear the details of the so-called "earning nutrition fees".

Across from her, Mr. Yang Hao was pale and his speech was becoming slurred. He was once again slumped on Monica's lap, and it seemed he would still need some time to recover.

With this man, who no longer had any autonomy, resting his head on her lap, Head Maid Monica could only feel apologetic in her heart while curiously observing her master's body, which seemed to have changed, giving him confidence in bed.

Well, as it stands, Monica really can't see any significant changes in Yang Hao's physique. He may have gotten a bit stronger, but he's still just a mortal, isn't he? Oh well... mortal is mortal, oh well.

Anyway, Monica was confident that she could use her cooking skills to prepare nutritious food for the adult so that he could quickly recover from his depleted body. But then again, even a skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients. Even for Monica, if the big bed in Lord Koschche's room had a problem, it would be quite troublesome to repair it. Roughly speaking, even the most skilled craftsman would probably need a month or two to repair it.

Although there were substitutes in the warehouse, it was indeed...

...

I hope Lord Kosiché will be careful. It's alright if Mr. Yang Hao couldn't get up the day after the accident, but that bed really can't be damaged... Monica sighed softly, thinking that she might have to learn about processing and manufacturing techniques in a while?

Well, since I'm not going to die anyway, I'll just keep at it. I'll strive to improve myself until there's nothing left to improve...

Monica silently decided on the direction for her future.

Meanwhile, Mr. Yang Hao, who had been resting his head on Monica's lap and whose mind was filled with thoughts of "I'm doomed," finally managed to recover. He sat up shakily, took the drink Karina offered to quench his thirst and calm himself, and then let out a heavy sigh.

Now that Kosichrie has discovered the little secret between me and His Majesty, I also have to let her know about Princess Wei Qing's audacious actions, which have indeed driven her to a dead end... Sigh.

Double suffering, plus the third hell after Kosic's complete rage—God, if you truly exist, please tell me how I should get through this ordeal? Alas!

But now that the jar is already broken, why don't we be bold and make it even more broken?

Anyway, I'm going to die anyway if I go home, right? Why not just bring Ms. Northumbers and Margarita home with me...?

...No!

At that moment, Yang Hao began to denounce his own inner fragility.

Yang Hao, you were destined to be the man who would make Ursus rise again! How could you fall so low?!

At the very least, you shouldn't have brought her back with such a subservient attitude, right? You should be arrogant and have your wife completely under your thumb! You're no longer the weak and submissive husband you used to be!

You need to become stronger!

His resolve hardened. If one were to look closely, one could faintly see strange, transparent threads emanating a soft glow wrapped around his body.

However, no one noticed any of this. After the maid and the master each set their own goals, they were finally able to get down to business.

"In short... sir? This is..." Monica pointed to the letter Yang Hao had placed on the table. "What's going on?"

After pondering for a while, Yang Hao simply recounted the situation to Head Maid Monica: He was already ensnared by Princess Wei Qing; he now had to choose a less bad option from three bad choices; and so on...

...

In short, he told everyone he knew.

As Mr. Yang Hao continued his explanation, Head Maid Monica's expression grew increasingly grim.

“...I need to report to Lord Kosichev and Her Majesty Ekaterina.” With this reply to the despair in Lord Yang Hao’s eyes, Head Maid Monica disappeared for a while.