Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

……

Looking at the three people talking and laughing, Kal'tsit finally decided not to stay any longer.

I felt heavy-hearted when the evening came.

"Kelsey, you seem to be worried."

Theresa, who had drunk a little wine out of joy, looked at her cat with a blushing face.

"Your Highness, how do you view your own reputation?"

For some reason, Kal'tsit suddenly asked.

“Reputation is important to everyone.”

Theresa was a little confused about what her cat meant.

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Chapter 152 World Famous Paintings: Theresa at work.

Kal'tsit raised her hands and gave an analogy: "If Your Highness needs to sell your dignity to serve someone, in exchange for the prosperity of the entire Kazdel..."

"Becoming a maid? In my opinion, this is just a very ordinary job. If it can bring prosperity to the entire country, I will naturally be very willing..."

Kel'tsit sighed, "Your Highness, if it were a normal maid, her daily work would just be a little tiring. Otherwise, there would be no need for me to mention the word dignity. I'm talking about the unremarkable kind."

"Just like in that nobleman's house..."

An indecent...maid.

Theresa's delicate and beautiful face turned even redder as something suddenly occurred to her.

I've lived for so long, but I don't know much about that kind of thing.

But it’s not that I really don’t understand anything. After all, human imagination is infinite, especially when I’ve been drinking a little.

"I remember you told me before, Kel'tsit, that results achieved through improper means are bound to be bad. I personally don't mind, but who can guarantee that the country will truly become prosperous after I lose my dignity?"

"Unless I'm absolutely certain, I won't choose this approach. After all, this is still putting Kazdel's future in someone else's hands and gambling on their mercy. There's no guarantee..."

In fact, for the sake of the country, Theresa doesn't care about her own dignity.

But the problem is that no one can guarantee that you will get what you deserve in return for losing your dignity.

After all, she doesn't have a God's perspective and can't see the good and evil of everyone clearly. The Black Crown does not work on everyone.

It is impossible to see clearly whether the so-called selling of dignity is an exchange or a conspiracy, so as not to lose both the wife and the army.

So we can’t rely on other people’s wishful thinking for the entire country…

Theresa looked at Kel'tsit seriously. "So what happened? Why are you suddenly saying such strange things... Did the noble who hired you bully you?"

Kel'tsit said somewhat melancholy, "Nothing, I drank a little too, and my head is not very clear right now, so I suddenly thought of this."

Alas, it would be fine if Mr. Huang’s feelings for His Highness were just a secret crush, but unfortunately all he has is a desire for power.

But speaking of what I wanted to ask Mr. Huang in the afternoon, I was shocked by Niecilei's remarks.

Now I can't remember what to ask...

It took a long time for Kal'tsit to remember.

Oh, and there must be a big flaw in His Highness's economic development plan. I have to find a way to uncover it...

It was late at night.

Lamaren, who also drank some wine, returned to her husband, Acao, and was thinking about working overtime tonight to play games.

But Huang Cao criticized him seriously, "Listen to me, have a good rest today, overindulgence is not necessarily good for your body~"

Look at how much pain you were in a few days ago, and you were still thinking about it.

Ramalen said that if Acao was not so attractive and powerful, she would not be so unable to stop.

I've been single for so long, can't I just enjoy myself?

This is actually understandable, although Lamaren is one of the older banshees.

But his body has always maintained its youthful state. Why? Of course it’s because of Huang Cao, the super good man!

If we only talk about lifespan, Lamaren is definitely not as good as Huafalin and himself, but Huangcao will not let this happen.

And under the illumination of the golden tree, the entire banshee clan can obtain extremely strong lifespan enhancement.

As for the side effects, Huang Cao had already dealt with them long ago. Just because the goddess who blessed him wouldn't take care of the after-sales service didn't mean he wouldn't.

As a good man, he has made sufficient preparations to make his family live comfortably without any regrets.

However, despite this, Huang Cao does not intend to let Ramalen continue to do things that hurt herself.

At least she should rest for a few days to relax mentally.

It doesn’t matter how serious it is. What should I do if it hurts myself...wouldn’t I feel sad?

Having received a clear rejection, Lamaren had no choice but to give up. After taking a deep breath of the natural scent on her own Ah Cao, she fell asleep in his arms.

But not long after, footsteps were suddenly heard at the door again.

"I remember today seems to be your day off, could it be that you can't help it?"

"As Mr. Huang's maid, I will appear whenever you need me."

Kal'tsit walked up to Mr. Huang, knelt on both knees, and began to handle her work very skillfully.

It has been like this for decades...

"You seem to be in good condition, but you don't seem quite satisfied. Don't worry, I will take care of your next problem."

In the end, Kal'tsit stopped talking. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak after she entered the working state, but that she didn't have the opportunity or conditions to speak.

Huang Cao looked at Kal'tsit who was working with a strange expression. Was it his illusion?

It was as if the cat had really become his slave.

No, if someone shows you kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.

This cat must have some ulterior motive, otherwise it would be discussing national affairs with Theresa right now.

How could you have the time to come here and serve me, Master Huang?

After a long time, after resting and finishing her meal, Kal'tsit rubbed her stomach which was a little full.

"Um... Master, is there anything else you need?"

After dinner, Kal'tsit burped and spoke hesitantly.

As expected, if the other two ladies hadn't relieved the pressure for me beforehand, it would have been too much for me to handle it alone...

Is this guy still human...?

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Huang Cao pulled a towel from the side and wiped the face of the cat, which had not yet recovered from its shock.

"I have a question to ask you."

"I guess it must be about Theresa. I think her ideas are very unique. Maybe we can give it a try?"

I guess I'd die if I tried.

Being different sounds nice, but it actually has another meaning.

Under certain conditions, even a fool can boast of being different.

"Mr. Huang, considering how hard I've worked just now, could you please give the poor maid a little tip?"

Huang Cao shook his head. The cat thought that it could get the information by making itself comfortable.

How naive! Getting something for free is the best!

Kal'tsit was also prepared a long time ago. After all, both sides had a full understanding of the thickness of each other's skin.

Today we are just trying it out, and the same scene has happened frequently in the past few decades.

It has even become a part of life, so for Kal'tsit it is not a matter of sacrificing dignity at all.

Habit is really a particularly scary concept.

At the same time, in the Demon King's Palace in the distance.

Theresa was still alone, writing her future development plan with great enthusiasm.

But at this time, even Kal'tsit, whom she trusted, was not around.

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Chapter 153 It’s all the Devil’s fault!

"Kel'tsit, don't worry too much. I won't do anything to Theresa for now. Of course, if this country becomes unstable due to the actions of this brother and sister, I will take advantage of it and take advantage of it."

"I can't guarantee that. No one would give up such a good opportunity. Even if I don't do it, other countries will, so it's better for me to do it."

"You should be thankful that I'm not a cruel person. If I were someone who would do anything to achieve my goals, it wouldn't be you kneeling under me now, but you and Theresa."

Huang Cao has made it very clear, and Kal'tsit is also aware of this.

With the abilities of the man before him, there are countless faster ways to conquer various countries.

After so many years, the only place Mr. Huang occupied was Victoria and a small area around it. It was a lot, but still less than what he owned.

Because Mr. Huang was willing to spend energy and time to slowly assimilate these areas, rather than ruling with more brutal methods.

This can be considered a great favor.

Perhaps it was a two-way pursuit with the concept of abundance, and in order not to let his own power go to waste, Huang Cao subconsciously did not want to be a complete villain.

If someone really pushes him to the limit, the worst that can happen is he will flip the table.

Mr. Huang will choose to eliminate all those who cause problems, and then there will be no problems.

"So, Kal'tsit, you should really be thankful. Apart from some minor personality flaws, I really don't have any other shortcomings."

"But precisely because I have a bottom line, I hate others testing my limits. It's better not to ask certain questions. Theresa, as the supreme ruler of the country, will always learn from her failures."

Huang Cao rubbed the cat's ears and politely asked her to leave.

……

The cold wind outside was extremely biting, and Kal'tsit once again felt the situation of being isolated and helpless.

Well, at least tonight wasn't a complete waste. At least I saved myself a midnight snack and breakfast tomorrow morning.

He patted his bulging belly, even though Mr. Huang had not revealed the mistakes in Theresa's governing policy just now.

But judging by Huang Cao's expression, there must be something wrong with His Highness's plan. If there wasn't a problem, she wouldn't be called Kal'tsit.

Huang Cao's house in the capital was not far from the Demon King's Palace, and Kal'tsit quickly returned to Theresa.

Before they met, Theresa could smell the scent of fragrant grass in the air.

When I turned around, I found that it was my good cat.

"Kelsey, did you go out to eat? Without me?"

Theresa poked her cat's bulging belly with her finger.

At the same time, he greedily inhaled the fragrant grass scent on the other person's body.

"I gave Miss Lamaren a gift and drank some juice. Mr. Huang Cao was really enthusiastic."

Before the cat finished speaking, Theresa keenly noticed that Kal'tsit's face did not seem very smooth.

He scratched her face with his fingernails and scraped out something that looked like solidified juice from a blurry area.

It smells good.

Oh no, when Mr. Huang wiped his face before, he used a dry towel instead of a wet towel!

The face and hair were not wiped clean at all!

"Wait, Your Highness! You can't eat this!"

Before Kal'tsit could even shout out in her heart, her prince had already put the juice into his mouth.