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"I don't want the conflict between the Queen and the Duke of Yog to escalate so suddenly, right after the civil war ended."

Salen sighed and said, "Your Majesty is foolish. Even if you really dislike that duke, you can't resort to underhanded tactics when it comes to bestowing titles."

“Grandpa, none of the nobles in the south or the Marquis of Grant in the east attended the Queen’s coronation ceremony. Everyone is very uneasy.”

Cecil asked nervously, "Grandpa, how do you think the situation will develop in the future?"

"How else can things develop? It will just result in the division into the 'public party' and the 'royal party,' with the two sides fighting to the death."

"Which side will ultimately win?" Cecil asked in a low voice.

"Which side will win? Hehe, it's hard to say."

Salen looked at the silent Mary: "Mary, what do you think? Will His Majesty win, or will Duke Yog have the last laugh?"

“Grandpa, Mary thinks it doesn’t matter which side wins.”

Mary smiled. "We in the west have always been neutral."

"Haha, did you hear that, Cecil? Mary's knowledge is definitely better than yours!"

"Grandpa, I want to remain neutral too, but..."

Cecil said with a wry smile, "The pressure from Her Majesty Isabel is getting heavier and heavier!"

"Feeling stressed? You only feel stressed because you want to please both sides."

"Cecil, remember this: it's better to offend both sides than to get your family involved in the war to come!"

Salen said in a deep voice, "It is not shameful to fawn over the victor, but to die alongside the loser is the greatest sinner of the family."

"......I see."

"Good, I understand. Now that I understand, Grandpa can entrust the family to you with peace of mind."

"grandfather!"

Salen waved his hand: "Now I finally understand how my father felt. I used to think he was a coward, but now it seems I'm just like that too..."

"Please, please don't do anything rash," Cecil sensed an ominous meaning in Salen's words.

"Can't figure it out? I've already figured it out."

“Cecil, you go out first and let Grandpa talk to Mary alone.”

"grandfather......"

Seeing that Salen was getting impatient, Cecil had no choice but to back down.

"..."

"......"

"Grandpa, now it's just the two of us. You can speak freely if you have anything to say."

"Cecil can't live without you anymore."

Salen said in a complicated tone, "He's been managing things at home very well these days, and a large part of that is thanks to you."

“Grandpa, I was just offering some advice as Cecil’s wife,” Mary replied cautiously.

"Yes, you did very well, but..."

Don't you think Cecil is too dependent on you?

Salon looked directly at Mary: "To be honest, Mary, I don't trust you."

"..."

"I can't understand."

Mary's voice was filled with anger: "Ever since I married into the Mormedi family, I have devoted myself wholeheartedly to Cecil and to this family. Why are you still so worried about me?"

"It's too short a time, Mary. In such a short time, I can't really figure out what kind of person you are."

"And, unfortunately, I don't have any more time to continue evaluating you."

"Grandpa, you can't send me away."

Mary suddenly smiled: "There's something I haven't told Cecil yet, and of course you don't know it either."

"I am pregnant with Cecil's child."

Salen's eyes widened instantly as he stared intently at Mary's belly: "Cecil's, child?"

“That’s right, I’m not afraid of any testing methods. This child is indeed Cecil’s child, the future heir of the Momedi family!”

"Now, are you still going to kick me out?"

"..."

“Mary, you’ve misunderstood.”

Salen let out a long sigh: "I never thought of kicking you out of this house. After all, Cecil loves you so much."

"All I want to do is give you some insurance."

"Insurance?"

"Hmm, have you ever heard of mermaid tears?"

"Mermaid's Tears...a legendary potion that can bewitch women?"

“That’s right, I don’t plan to pass this on to Cecil, but I’m prepared to let him use it once!”

Salen stared intently at Mary: "You, dare to drink it?"

"puff"

Mary laughed heartily: "Grandpa, I thought you were going to do something else, but it turns out you just want me to fall in love with Cecil."

"Although it's unnecessary, please drink it to put your mind at ease."

"Alright, Cecil!"

Cecil called out his grandson's name loudly and quickly ran in.

"grandfather?"

"Come closer, even closer, that's enough."

After plucking a hair from Cecil's head, Salen retrieved a potion he had prepared beforehand from a hidden compartment in the table.

The hair melted instantly when placed in the potion, and the colorless potion turned pink.

“Mary, drink it.”

Before Cecil could react, Mary drank the potion on the table in one gulp!

Chapter 696, Section 697: Super Transformation

After exiting the game pod, Beta immediately logged onto the 'Awakener' game forum.

New posts kept popping up, and people were venting their excitement online.

"On How to Bribe the Village Chief"

"A beginner village with a unique atmosphere"

"Epic difficulty 'newbie' quest - Hunt the giant man-eating rabbit. Players who have also received this quest, click here!"

"Hey experts, come take a look. What level of monster is this? Our team got wiped out today."

Intrigued, Beta clicked on the post about 'hunting man-eating giant rabbits,' and unsurprisingly, he saw a barrage of curses.

"Has Glorious Group gone mad? How dare a newly established game company play such a trick on people?"

"I have a suggestion: the NPCs are too rigid. They only say the same few lines over and over, which greatly affects the game experience."

"How do I complete this quest?"

"Seeking the same thing"

"Hmm, someone actually posted a guide?" Beta clicked on a link in surprise.

"Honey and carrots can keep the rabbit in a 'happy' state for a while. Take this opportunity to bring the live rabbit to the village chief and you can complete the mission!"

"......I see"

Beta nodded repeatedly, thinking, "A master is a master, much better than me."

Scrolling down further, Beta discovered that someone had actually hand-drawn a map showing the typical movement routes of wild rabbits in the forest.

"Next time I get a mission, I must check the forums beforehand!"

"Major General Beta, there is a communication request from the Grand Consul."

A palm-sized mechanical butler circled around Beta's head, repeatedly reminding him, "Major General Beta, there is a communication request from the Grand Consul."

"..."

Rubbing his face to make himself look more energetic, Beta said, "Connection permitted."

"Beta, how's the game?"

Good evening, Your Excellency!

Beta bowed to the projection of the Grand Consul and said respectfully, "It's a good game, Your Excellency."

"A game with over a million online players must have something special."

Cotton Peters nodded: "That's precisely why we need to strengthen regulation."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

"Well, Beta, you've been playing for a few days now. Have you noticed anything wrong?"

"For example, some NPCs may resemble political figures, or the game's background may allude to sensitive historical events."

"Your Excellency, there has been no such discovery yet."