I am on the Ark, a succubus, pure and innocent.

The thought of this possibility stirred an indescribable sense of regret within her, almost making her want to immediately humble herself and apologize, using the gentlest words to soothe his current panic.

but....

No, no! Absolutely not!

Kal'tsit mustered almost all her self-control, clenching her fists tightly, using the pain to stifle the soft words that were about to spill from her lips.

We mustn't fall for this little succubus's tricks!

Kal'tsit issued herself the harshest warning in her heart.

Otherwise, at the end of this soft-heartedness awaits a temptation that even two emperors, the true dragon and Catherine, could not resist.

When faced with temptation, what is needed is not to overcome it, but to stay away from it completely from the very beginning and not get involved in it at all. Otherwise, you will be on the verge of falling into depravity, and once you make a wrong step, it will be too late to turn back.

She turned around instantly, not letting Bai Yue see her struggling expression, leaving him only with a cold, stiff back view: "Follow me." Her voice was almost hoarse.

"Oh." Bai Yue, lost in her shame, didn't notice anything amiss and obediently followed.

Kal'tsit, who was walking ahead, clenched her fist over her heart, feeling a sharp pain in her chest. She wanted to just lie down and die, but thankfully, although ten thousand years had not brought her any improvement in strength or intelligence.

However, her increased resilience is a real and tangible improvement.

She walked on, step by step, and when the pain subsided somewhat, she suddenly spoke:

"The person looking for you is Ursus..."

She stopped before she could finish speaking, surprised at how hoarse her voice was, as if she had caught a bad cold.

Bai Yue understood now and asked in confusion, "Dr. Kal'tsit, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Kal'tsit said urgently, shaking her head and waving her hands as she explained, "I've just been doing a lot of surgeries lately and haven't had a break in a long time, so I'm a little tired."

"Oh." Bai Yue didn't suspect anything. Tsk, he'd already been the clown once, and he didn't want to rush off to wear the next red nose.

Kal'tsit cleared her throat, her voice returning to normal slightly, and said, "The person who came to see you is named Islam Witt. He is the Speaker of the Ursus Empire Council. If you don't understand, you can think of him as the Prime Minister of the Ursus Empire."

?

Bai Yue was a little confused and asked in bewilderment, "How could someone like him go abroad? And even come to a suspicious organization like Rhodes Island?"

Kal'tsit's lips twitched slightly, feeling that this question had somewhat eased the pain in her heart. Then she calmly explained:

"The Chernobog incident wasn't worth his trip, the Duke of Belgaard's legacy wasn't worth his trip, and the descendants of Ulrich weren't worth his trip either, but with all these things piled up, it's not surprising that he came here."

"Moreover, in the division of territories among the various countries of Terra, Rhodes Island is currently located within the Ursus Empire, so he did not leave the country, but only came here for inspection."

"And Rhodes Island isn't suspicious either... right?"

Kal'tsit said this without any confidence.

Bai Yue didn't dwell on that point, after all, she herself was quite suspicious right now. "Brother, don't laugh at your older brother."

"Then why is he looking for me?" Bai Yue asked, puzzled.

Kal'tsit shook her head: "I don't know, but he didn't enter Rhodes Island in an official capacity. He's just a temporary visitor, so it shouldn't involve any sensitive issues."

"But the fact that he's here and wants to see you speaks volumes."

"what's up?"

Bai Yue asked, acting as the straight man.

Kal'tsit smiled faintly, but then quickly withdrew her smile and said coldly, "The current emperor of Ursus does not want to touch you, otherwise he would not have sent his chairman to this 'suspicious' place."

Bai Yue said in a tone of disbelief, "Oh? Really?"

Kal'tsit paused, considered for a moment, and then said, "Not necessarily. If you do something to embarrass him or make him dislike you, he might go back and advise the emperor to get rid of you."

"Hey, you're kidding, right?" Bai Yue's tone rose a little.

Kal'tsit gave a soft 'heh' and said, 'You were joking with me first.'

"Tch, so stingy."

Bai Yue didn't dare to raise her voice, only muttering softly. Her stern attitude just now had truly left a shadow on him; he had never been so embarrassed in his life.

But Kal'tsit's pair of upright cat ears twitched slightly, catching his almost inaudible voice clearly. She pursed her lips, forcibly suppressing the smile that was about to escape.

That slightly aggrieved voice almost stirred up the emotions in her heart.

hiss!

She clenched her fist tightly, the pain of her nails digging into her flesh forcibly bringing her back to her senses.

At this moment, she was extremely helpless. How could this little succubus be so outrageous? She hadn't even seen his face, but just hearing his voice had affected her to this extent.

*Unknown language profanity*, will this land ever recover?!

Bai Yue watched her rant quietly, just hoping she wouldn't turn around and lecture her. That was just too damn embarrassing; she'd definitely avoid her whenever she was on Rhodes Island from now on!

He continued walking, then realized something was wrong, and tilted his head to look at the large cafeteria sign:

"Hey Dr. Kal'tsit, aren't we supposed to be meeting that Witt? What are we doing in the cafeteria? He didn't eat breakfast either?"

Bai Yue made a joke.

But Kal'tsit nodded seriously: "Yes, because you've been sleeping in and haven't gone out, he didn't want to bother you, so he's been sitting here waiting for you for hours."

"what?"

Chapter 111: Hypothetical Situation, If Things Were Like This

Breakfast time had passed, and apart from a few operators busy in the kitchen, only a middle-aged Ursus man in a black double-breasted coat was sitting in a corner of the restaurant.

In front of him were some traditional Ursus foods.

Rye bread, pickled lard, borscht, pickles, and sausages were the daily diet of an ordinary Ursus man, utterly unworthy of his status as Speaker of the Imperial Council.

Seeing Kal'tsit bring Bai Yue over, he immediately stood up, leaning on his cane, and looked Bai Yue up and down with a serious, almost scrutinizing gaze.

Bai Yue felt uncomfortable under his gaze and glared at him.

Kal'tsit turned to introduce them, to get the conversation flowing, when she saw this scene. Her vision blurred, she nearly lost her composure, and stammered, unsure what to say.

I should have just left that brat by the door; it would have saved me a lot of trouble.

Just as she was trying to come up with a way to defuse the awkward situation, Witt gave her a stiff smile with an eerie gentleness that was quite frightening, like a ghost.

He first nodded to Kal'tsit and said politely, "Thank you for your introduction, Dr. Kal'tsit. May we speak alone now?"

Kal'tsit nodded: "Of course, Lord Witt. Then I won't disturb you any longer. Please make yourselves at home."

After saying that, she turned around and gave Bai Yue a 'behave yourself' look. She was now genuinely afraid that this little rascal would beat up the emperor's mouthpiece, Witte, in the restaurant.

That would be great fun.

Bai Yue blinked, gave her a reassuring look, and then brushed past her.

Vitt extended his hand first: "My name is Islam Vitt, and I am currently just an ordinary visitor. Nice to meet you." His tone was as casual as if he were talking to any random passerby.

Ghost letter!

But Bai Yue was not intimidated and calmly extended her hand: "Bai Yue is currently an ordinary citizen of Yan Country. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The two shook hands lightly, then separated immediately; there was no handshake contest whatsoever.

Then, Witt extended his hand in invitation: "Your Excellency Bai Yue, it's a pleasure to meet you. Would I have the honor of having breakfast with you?"

Bai Yue followed suit, forcing a smile and saying, "Your Excellency Witt, you're too kind. Of course, it's perfect. I've never tried Ursus cuisine before, so this is a good opportunity to give it a try."

The two pulled out chairs and sat down.

Witt took a slice of rye bread first, spread some lard on it with a knife and froze it, cut off a few pieces of sausage, then ladled out a bowl of borscht and started eating.

Bai Yue was somewhat speechless. "No, you really ate it?"

But... well, since you've already eaten it, then so be it.

Bai Yue first ladled out a bowl of borscht, then took a slice of rye bread. She didn't follow Witte's example and spread lard on it, but she cut some sausage to accompany the meal. She didn't want pickles either, as they didn't smell appetizing.

Bai Yue opened her mouth to take a bite of the bread, and then... tsk, she couldn't bite it. This bread with grooves felt like a rock.

But seeing how much Victor was enjoying his food, Bai Yue was curious about the taste, so she used her teeth to break off a piece of bread and chewed it carefully.

But he regretted it after only taking two bites.

What the hell does this taste like? It's sour! And it's not soft at all, it's like eating wood. Every bite is a mouthful of hard crumbs, it's absolutely awful.

He didn't try to hold it in; he simply took a tissue, covered his mouth, spat out the breadcrumbs, and accurately threw them into the kitchen waste bin next to him.

Witt watched his movements, expressionless, showing no resentment at the trampling of Ursus's 'delicacy'. He simply continued eating, continuing to bite into the terribly hard bread.

Bai Yue was not interested. Having learned his lesson with the bread, he had little hope for the food to come.

But after taking a sip of the borscht, I was surprised to find it quite good. The sweet and sour flavor, along with some tender beef, was a welcome relief for my mouth, which had just been hurt by the hard bread.

After taking a few sips of borscht, just as he was putting a piece of sausage into his mouth with his fork, Victor had already finished eating as if he had completed his task, casually pulled out a handkerchief from his chest, and wiped his mouth clean.

Bai Yue put down the overly salty sausage in front of her and decided to give up eating it.

These things are really not to his liking!

Seeing him like this, Witt sighed as well:

“Your Excellency Bai Yue, the food you look down on now is a delicacy that the citizens of the Baikal Grand Duke’s territory rarely see. Their lives are now in unprecedented hardship.”

"Oh." Bai Yue nodded, then said indifferently, "What does this have to do with me?"

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Witt timely changed his attitude and nodded in agreement:

"Indeed, it has nothing to do with you now. But let's assume, suppose you are a nobleman who is about to inherit all the power and wealth of the Grand Prince of Baikal, how would you face the angry questions from your subjects?"

"Huh?" Bai Yue was somewhat surprised: "They still dare to question us? Does this mean there's no armed force left in the territory?"

Faced with such an answer, Witt almost lost his composure. Good lad, has he already grasped the essence of being a noble in Ursus before even becoming one himself?

Hakibai, you bastard!

He shook his head: "Of course there is still a daily armed force to maintain the operation of the territory, but if you were the lord, wouldn't you care about the people's livelihood at all?"

"People's livelihood?" Bai Yue frowned. "I don't understand these things. Alright, stop beating around the bush. Are you here to persuade me to give up the legacy left by Grand Prince Baikal?"

Witt shook his head again, feeling a bit of a headache. How could this silly kid have no understanding at all? He added, "Your Excellency Bai Yue, today we are just having a normal chat, without any political factors involved."

"Oh!" Bai Yue raised her head, suddenly realizing, "Then may I ask you a few hypothetical questions?"

Finally on the right track... Witt nodded with satisfaction: "Of course, after all, this is just a hypothesis and will not affect any decision."

Bai Yue smiled and asked, "Suppose I were the one to inherit the Duke of Belgaard's estate, what would the Emperor's possible attitude be?"

Victor entered "business mode," replying with the typical Ursusian indifference: "Assuming such a thing is true, based on what I've heard, His Majesty seems to value family ties highly and is unwilling to be harsh on his nephews and nieces."

Nephews and nieces... Bai Yue stroked her chin, never expecting that the Emperor of Ursus would actually acknowledge her as a relative. Now she was truly a member of the royal family.

Having confirmed this premise, Bai Yue asked again, "Then, assuming I am the emperor's nephew, am I entitled to any special treatment in this matter?"

Witt hadn't expected him to ask so directly, but he picked up the thread: "Assuming that you, as His Majesty's nephew, are willing to follow His Majesty's arrangements to a certain extent in this matter, then His Majesty will never mistreat his relatives, and the compensation will certainly satisfy you."

Bai Yue became interested. "Oh? Tell me more about the compensation."

Witt corrected, "If there were such compensation."

Bai Yue waved her hand casually:

"They all mean the same thing, so tell me quickly."

Witt rubbed his cane with his hand, maintaining the same tone as before:

"Assuming these conditions are met, His Majesty may grant this lucky individual a title of Grand Duke, a title of Duke, a title of Earl, and a third-class civil service title, along with rewards and compensation."

"Give me so much stuff?"

"That's hypothetical! You haven't even heard His Majesty's instructions yet!"

"Oh, let me hear it."

"Assuming the Belga Duchy is managed by representatives from the Imperial Council... and receives annual taxes... and cannot return to Ursus for the time being..."

"Okay, I agree."

"It's a hypothesis..."

"Oh, so let's assume I agree. When will these things arrive?"

"Fake... cough, it will be delivered to you gradually over the next year. In addition, as compensation, His Majesty is giving you Chernobog. You can do whatever you want with it; it's all up to you, the future Earl of Chernobog, to decide."