My wife is an immortal black snake.

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[Sigh... After Kosi switched to Fydia's body, it's like his true nature was revealed. Just being inside without moving is almost unbearable for me. Who can stand this...?]

He muttered to himself, but his body betrayed him; weak and haggard, he walked to the microphone. To prevent his frail body from collapsing suddenly, he had to brace himself against the stone railings on either side of the microphone.

"—First of all. This is an insult. It is an insult from Columbia to the Ursus Empire, to me, and to the former Duke of Cosice of the Duchy, who was also my wife."

Yang Hao felt he couldn't even speak in a normal tone... his voice trembled as he spoke. He even noticed that some of the people gathered not far away had begun to sob uncontrollably, seemingly worried about their health.

...Now, she couldn't bring herself to talk about how her tongue had almost gone numb from Kosichek's sucking last night.

Yang Hao's lips twitched, and he choked on his own saliva, coughing violently a few times. However, this lapse immediately alerted Ms. Kal'tsit, who was not far behind, who rushed over with her briefcase. Under everyone's watchful eyes, she immediately conducted a simple examination on Yang Hao with medical equipment. After determining that his condition was merely "slightly weakened due to fatigue," Ms. Kal'tsit again suggested that Mr. Yang Hao consider the matter closed for the day.

“I know you’re in a bad mental state because of the loss of your beloved wife, which is affecting your health—but you still have time. Why don’t we just call it a day?”

"...No, let me finish. Let me finish."

Feeling Ms. Kelsey's concern, feeling the care of the people around him and their anger towards the Colombians and Yan people—at this point, he absolutely could not say that his body had been ruined by his wife's new body.

However, he still had to get today's work done. So, after once again refusing the helpless Dr. Kal'tsit's suggestion, Yang Hao forced himself to stand in front of the microphone.

He surveyed his subjects with melancholy eyes, and after a moment, he added the following words:

"...So we must take revenge. We must make Colombians pay the price—pay the full price."

Actually, he could have gotten off at this point, gotten in the car, and headed to the military landship to proceed to Kazimierz—but for some reason, looking at the increasingly agitated crowd, Yang Hao felt that saying just a few words was inappropriate. He felt like he could add fuel to the fire, really.

But how could he add fuel to the fire? He thought of the relationship between Da Yan and Ursus, which had been affected by this incident.

He certainly didn't want the Great Yan and Ursus to become enemies over this matter. After all, Ursus planned to expand westward in the future, and if the Great Yan caused trouble at that time, it would be very difficult for him.

So, what should I say? His eyes were fixed on the distance, seemingly inside a building, observing the Great Yan envoys in the square from afar.

Because of the recent unforeseen events, they are now in a very difficult position to show their faces within Ursus. Even if they wanted to find out what happened in the square, they could only disguise themselves or observe from the shadows.

right...

We could try to make Princess Wei Qing feel even more guilty—by shifting the blame onto me! That way, I would not only gain favor with the Great Yan without any loss, but my people would also recognize me more because of my noble actions. I would win twice and achieve a win-win situation. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Yang Hao's eyes darted around, and after a moment, he had an idea.

......

"...Uncle Li, it seems that Mr. Yang Hao did not intend to condemn us in public—ah, as long as he did not do so in public, there is still a chance for us."

Princess Wei Qing, disguised as a commoner, dressed in Ursus civilian clothes and concealing her dragon horns with a cloak and mask, stood by a window on a high floor of a building, observing everything that was happening in the central city square not far away.

She was incredibly grateful that Mr. Yang Hao's public speech today did not mention her or Da Yan—she no longer expected Mr. Yang Hao to speak well of them. As long as they could remain invisible for now, there would still be a chance to improve their relationship in the future, wouldn't there?

She sighed, seeing that Mr. Yang Hao seemed to have nothing more to say in the distance, Princess Wei Qing also planned to leave and go back to rack her brains to think about the next steps for compensation and reconciliation—but just then, the sudden message from Mr. Yang Hao about the Great Yan made her heart jump into her throat.

Was this... a public condemnation of us? Princess Wei Qing stared palely at the man not far away. She closed her eyes and listened intently, expecting to hear the man's vehement condemnation, but instead, she heard...

"—Although we've had many misunderstandings with the friends of Da Yan, I don't want everything my wife and I have experienced to affect the relationship between Ursus and Da Yan. Da Yan is our friend, and we all have a common enemy, Columbia—"

"...this..."

Princess Wei Qing was completely stunned. She truly hadn't expected Mr. Yang Hao to be able to set aside past grievances and make such a huge... sacrifice for the friendly exchanges between the two countries.

She died because of me, your beloved wife! Although it may not be right from my perspective, shouldn't you be taking your anger out on us right now?

Why are you so calm, even choosing to reduce our responsibility for the sake of future friendship between our two countries?

Princess Wei Qing's already heavy heart was now even more burdened: she truly couldn't understand why things had turned out this way. Really.

Meanwhile, Uncle Li, who had been accompanying her, also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Princess! They didn't condemn us...that's wonderful!"

"Yes, that's really great..."

That's great—that's great.

But what should we do next? How can we express our apology and sincerity? Before Duke Yang Hao leaves, or rather, after he returns?

Princess Wei Qing racked her brains.

Meanwhile, having finished his public speech, Yang Hao was also getting into his car to go home. However, on the way home, Ms. Kal'tsit, who had accompanied him as a doctor, vaguely sensed that something was amiss...

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For some reason, the way Ms. Kal'tsit looked at him made Yang Hao feel both awkward and nervous. It was like the gaze of an elderly wise woman scrutinizing a student she believed had great potential but had now chosen to abandon his original path because of certain events, which Yang Hao found very strange.

He wasn't quite sure what kind of person he was in Lady Kal'tsit's eyes—a good lord, or something else entirely. But in any case, Yang Hao knew one thing: if he didn't find a way to resolve Lady Kal'tsit's confusion now, perhaps when he returned, Lady Kal'tsit would have already found him a new lord?

so...

"Ms. Kal'tsit? Is there something on me?"

Yang Hao used the kind of flirting or conversation-starting techniques commonly found in third-rate novels to ask Ms. Kal'tsit, who had a furrowed brow, a question.

When Yang Hao asked her questions, Ms. Kal'tsit simply shook her head:

"No, not at all. In fact, you are dressed appropriately, and apart from your very haggard appearance, there is nothing strange about you."

"Then—why are you looking at me with such a strange expression, Lady Kal'tsit?"

"I just feel sorry for you. I won't interfere with your choices. But personally, I think you shouldn't give up a better future because of your wife's death."

Oh—so that's what it was about...

.....

Now that Miss Green is still alive, he can no longer bring himself to talk about how his wife has drained his body so much.

Yang Hao sighed helplessly, but to be honest, he was really terrified a few days ago.

Even though he was mentally prepared to act, he was still terrified when he saw Green's severely injured body, staring at him with eyes that were almost lifeless.

Even now, his heart is still pounding – if Miss Green hadn't come back to life and was waiting for him to go back and make her a new body, Yang Hao would definitely have cried his heart out back then.

Sigh! That's just how people are. We can accept the death and separation of strangers or enemies, but when it comes to our own family, wouldn't everyone feel the same way? Ah—let's leave aside those who are overly devoted to their children but wish they could chop off their own unfilial sons and devilish fathers, at least for normal people, that's how it is, right?

Therefore... Yang Hao felt that if he said this, he shouldn't expose any problems.

Thinking of this, he sighed again. Then, as he relived the moment Green's accident, letting the bitterness and fear return to his heart, he leaned back in the back seat of the car and solemnly said to Ms. Kal'tsit:

"—But that assassin has ruined my wife's future, my child's future. How can I let my child grow up and question why I didn't avenge their mother? Why should I suppress my hatred for the assassin? Kosichä and I have done so many good things for this territory, for the Ursus Empire—why should I accept that my wife left me because of an assassination accident?"

"...But your future will allow more Ursus people and even Terrans to live better lives. Your children will be proud of you in the future. Instead of this—what will you gain after you complete your revenge? When you return home, you will immediately face the loss of a familiar person's space. Your children will not be able to understand what this is all about, and they will not want to see you still immersed in the past in the future."

"But I still can't change the fact that my wife was killed by Colombians, can I? At least after I killed all those Colombians, my wife could rest in peace."

"...Sigh. You're right."

After all, it's perfectly reasonable for a husband to avenge his wife—especially in this land. You can't expect a man to abandon his decision with just a few words when it comes to politics, family, and the crucial children and future. So, after explaining the potential consequences of Yang Hao's choice, Ms. Kelsey simply sighed, indicating she didn't intend to continue the discussion.

Looking at Ms. Kal'tsit, who seemed genuinely concerned about this important matter, Yang Hao thought... how... how was he going to explain that Miss Grin was still alive and that Koschke was still his wife? Ah—

Hmm... A man who went mad and missed his wife so much that he created a doll that was exactly like her, and this doll could even talk and move because of special Originium Arts. Isn't that a reasonable explanation? The only question is, how am I supposed to explain the fact that the newly appointed Duke of Fydia—the Serpent—also married me? Hmm, a political marriage? Well, that doesn't seem so strange... does it?

Forehead...

should?

Yang Hao blinked, already worrying about the troubles to come.

Meanwhile, Ms. Kal'tsit next door was lamenting that the gold she had painstakingly found in the garbage dump now seemed to have the potential to be corrupted into garbage as well.

After all, she had been wandering this land for many years, and there was nothing she hadn't seen—well, there were indeed many things she hadn't seen in this territory. But it was precisely because of these things she hadn't seen that Kal'tsit held this Mr. Yang Hao in such high regard.

This was something no one had ever done before. It was the first time she had ever seen a lord who would strive to reform so that all the children in the entire territory could go to school, and the first time she had ever seen a lord who would choose to make the government bear all the responsibility—she had seen the process of reform in other governments, but she had never seen reforms in other governments as thorough as those here.

This is not the first territory to invest in research on Oripathy, but it is the first territory to grant Oripathy patients human rights and protections that are almost no different from those of ordinary people.

This is not the first territory to accept the Sarkaz, but it is the first, apart from the Kazdel region which has been built and destroyed repeatedly, to truly ensure that the Sarkaz will not be discriminated against in any way, and to provide them with security and civil rights, while also respecting their traditional territories.

Kal'tsit hoped for a better future for this territory, but the events of the past few days have shattered those clear possibilities. Kal'tsit doesn't have the right to stop a loving husband from avenging his wife, but she also can't bear to watch this territory decline.

what can we do about it?

She frowned, then realized that the car was already close to the landship that was about to set sail.

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"That's enough for now, Ms. Kal'tsit. You still have work to do in our territory, so you should take a carriage back later."

"...I see."

Watching the man stagger out of the car and immediately being helped by guards towards the nearby military landship, Lady Kal'tsit sighed heavily, thinking that this man was exceptionally difficult to explain.

Alas! The pain of losing a wife is indeed one of the greatest sufferings in the world. In other words, the best way to resolve this pain is to let him have another wife?

I wonder if the newly appointed Duke of Kosice will be able to complete this marriage. Sigh!

Ms. Kal'tsit left, at a loss for what to do.

And the other side.

Escorted directly by his guards to his private suite on the military landship, Yang Hao looked at Theresa, Karina, and Sonia, who had transformed his suite into a small office, and Sonia's mother, who was playing with Hela beside him—he opened his mouth, but finally asked weakly:

"Um? Did everyone—Kosiché and the others say anything?"

Weakened, he leaned against the wall to reach the bed and sat down, then slumped onto Sonia's mother's lap to rest. Sonia's mother could only helplessly stroke his forehead, adjusting him to a more comfortable position before softly saying, under the expectant gazes of the other two women and her own obedient child:

"Hmm. Ms. Kosiché and Ms. Green said they'll be keeping an eye on things here—but Her Majesty Catherine has another request for you, you know?"

"Huh? Requirements?"

"She just wants to get home as soon as possible—she doesn't want her child to be born without a father, you know? But you don't need to worry about safety there, because the rabbi is stationed there too."

"Oh...but Sonia, can you hear Grin?"

"I can't hear it. But Lord Kosch, who carries Miss Green with him, will repeat it to me."

Ever since Miss Green was turned into a rag doll, Koschke had to keep her by his side at all times. This was partly to alleviate her loneliness, and partly to help her adapt to her new life as quickly as possible and prepare her for her upcoming work.

However, to the people, this was a very strange thing—the newly appointed Duke of Fydia Kosiché was the kind of eerie kidnapper who always carried a doll with him and often talked to it! How could the people believe that the new Duke of Kosiché could make their lives better?

Naturally, people all miss the original Miss Green and are even more worried about Mr. Yang Hao's current health. One wonders what they would think if they knew that the current Koschke is exactly the same as the old Koschke...

"I have a feeling life's going to be tough from now on..." Thinking this, Yang Hao sighed heavily, his head resting on Sonia's mother's lap. He squinted at Karina and Theresa, who were still busy, then looked at his adorable daughter, Hela, who had somehow jumped onto the bed and was now sitting on his lap, curiously observing him. "And Hela? Can you not sit on Daddy's lap? Oh dear, Daddy's really tired..."

"Tsk tsk... I think I understand something." Miss Theresa muttered strangely, while Miss Karina, standing beside her, had already buried her flushed face in her book, not wanting anyone to notice her odd behavior. "I heard that the Phildia clan's social interactions—ah, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore... But boss, are you sure you've brought everything?"

Theresa had originally intended to say something like, "The mating time of the Phidias is among the longest of all," but when she felt Sonia's cold gaze and saw Hela's curious stare, she wisely kept her mouth shut. Not only to avoid setting a bad example for the child, but also to prevent her future life from being constantly interrupted by Ms. Sonia at just the right moments...

Meanwhile, having understood Miss Theresa's meaning, Miss Karina buried herself in the books on her desk, muttering indistinct words like, "Lord Koschche is too..." However, almost no one heard what she was saying.

"Yes, I've brought everything. If we leave this afternoon, how long will it take to get to Kazimierz?"

"It will take about five days—during which time we'll be working in your office—oh, of course, we have our own rooms~ so boss, you can enjoy your single life to the fullest~"

"...Oh dear, little pony, why have you become like this? Oh well... never mind. Let me handle today's work while I can still move."

"Here."

Theresa stepped forward and handed a task to Yang Hao, who was still sprawled on Sonia's lap being petted. Of course, she didn't forget to take the opportunity to flick Yang Hao's face hard with her tail as she turned around, brushing against his nose and causing him to sneeze several times. Sonia hurriedly grabbed tissues to wipe away his tears.

While secretly vowing to find a chance to show Theresa who the real master was, he let his mother, Sonia, wipe away his tears. Mr. Yang Hao was looking at the first document in his hand, his first task since arriving on this land-based ship.

Well, Yang Hao is now the nominal commander and head of the Ursus Expeditionary Force. He has the right to decide when this war will end, and naturally, he also has the right to decide on various personnel arrangements within the army.

So without a second thought, he promoted Mr. Bozocasti, who was still a captain, to the rank of general. He then stretched and muttered:

"—Any news from Kazdel?"

"Ok?"

"It's...Ms. There?"

"Oh—here's an official telegram from Umbrella Security?"

Theresa tossed him another intelligence report. Yang Hao sighed helplessly and caught it carefully.

That was Ms. Therese's official message. The message simply stated that Kazdel would increase its "aid" to Kazimierz.

But then again...

"I hope I can go to Kazdel after the Kazimierz incident is over? Ah... that's not a good idea, is it?"

My wife just died on the surface, you're a woman, aren't you afraid of causing misunderstandings by inviting me over?

Yang Hao looked completely bewildered and at a loss for what to do.

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"so..."

“Yes, I need to check on our investor’s situation—although my gut feeling tells me he shouldn’t be bothered by the attack, and his wife should indeed be safe and sound. But I still need to confirm the actual situation. After all, intuition is just intuition, not fact.”