novelraw Chapter 26
Chapter 26
26~ Dummy~
While the little Princess slept, the Empress had already bid farewell to General Qin and returned to her bedchamber to place her on the bed.
"Ling, have you found what I asked you to investigate?"
"I have. It's almost as if Glaze Nation deliberately revealed it to us; it took hardly any effort at all."
"Mm."
Everything was within expectations.
When she sent an envoy to negotiate last time, she had revealed that she was searching for a method to cure the "Divine Punishment" on Mo's body, which according to Glaze Nation's explanation was an illness.
"But... it seems the one promoting the concept of curing 'Divine Punishment' is the Princess herself. From what we've discovered, the Princess once attempted to cure herself, but ultimately failed."
Hearing this, the Empress fell silent for a moment.
"I see."
"Immune system deficiency...?"
It was a term she had never heard of before. It was probably something Mo had come up with herself...
She had to admit, her little wildcat really gave her quite a surprise. Whether in military affairs, alchemy, or research into Divine Punishment, it was far beyond what ordinary people could compare to. She had single-handedly written a "Compendium of Disease," which recorded in detail treatment methods for more than twenty types of "Divine Punishment"... Although it only covered a small portion, it at least provided hope, that humanity didn't have to rely solely on magic to survive against "Divine Punishment."
As for alchemy, the powder that Qin Feng obtained last time by following Mo's written method simply shattered Qin Feng's worldview...
(PS/Author's Note: In case you forgot or didn't know, let me add this here: this is an alternate world where the technology tree developed crookedly. After all, with magic's support, it's perfectly normal for the tech tree to go crooked.)
A type of explosive powder, something she had never seen before. It could produce an explosion just by igniting it...
After she truthfully reported to the Empress, Her Majesty the Empress also fell into silence.
She had never seen anyone whose research spanned such a wide range of fields. Mo was absolutely a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius, whose talent might even surpass her own.
"Mo, just how many more surprises can you bring me?"
The Empress gazed at the now-sleeping little Princess and murmured to herself.
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"Mmm...?"
The little Princess scratched the back of her head, having completely forgotten what had happened earlier.
Wasn't she touring the military camp? How did touring turn into being back in the bedchamber?
"Fei?"
"What is it?"
The Empress stopped her pen and looked at her.
"How do you want me to help you?"
She had already decided to help the Empress, and this time bringing her to the military camp was nothing more than wanting her to help strategize, so she wasn't going to play dumb anymore and asked directly.
"I want the mining rights to the Black Gold ore veins within Glaze Nation's territory."
"Fine, but Scarlet Phoenix Nation must pay mining fees."
Glaze Nation almost never waged external wars and had little demand for Black Gold. If they were willing to pay the price, granting mining rights wouldn't be a problem. She could just contact that cheap father of hers when the time came.
That cheap father surely wouldn't refuse either, right? After all, Black Gold production had always been in surplus. Using something they couldn't use up themselves to earn a little money, why wouldn't they?
The Empress thought about it and felt there was no problem, so she agreed.
Since she had promised Mo not to attack Glaze Nation anymore, the only way to obtain large quantities of Black Gold from Glaze Nation was through trade.
"Also, I need to rapidly strengthen the military's combat power."
Perhaps knowing the little Princess had a way, she moved forward to pinch the little Princess's face, placing her hand on her thigh, as if the next second she would devour her whole if she refused.
"This... might be difficult."
Rapidly improving combat power was indeed possible. They just needed to achieve a technological breakthrough in weapon manufacturing. The only thing in this world that could match modern firearms was magic. Everything else was cold weapons. Materials like Mithril and Black Gold were primarily used to make equipment that enhanced armor's magic resistance.
On large-scale battlefields, both sides deploying mages was perfectly normal. Under the mages' relentless bombardment, only armor with magic resistance could preserve their lives.
"Can you do it?"
The Empress put her leg on the bed, moved slightly forward, and pressed her knee between the little Princess's legs.
"!!!"
Frightened, she hastily agreed and could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Forgive her for really being unable to withstand it. This wasn't her being weak, but practically anyone would probably be unable to resist such an assault.
The Empress's lips curved slightly upward. She had achieved all her objectives. Now it was time to attend to proper business.
"Mo, you're still three months away from coming of age, right?"
"Uh... yes, is there a problem?"
Although she knew what the Empress wanted to do by asking this, she still planned to play dumb. Anyway, until the last moment, she would act like nothing was happening. Denying it to the death was the way to go.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Suddenly pressed down onto the bed, with hands climbing over her body restlessly touching and groping everywhere, her face was already as red as a teapot.
"Thank you."
"...I had no choice."
The little Princess turned her head away.
If it weren't for you, I'd still be in Glaze Nation living well as a princess!
"Does Mo hate me?"
"I hate you terribly!"
"But I like Mo, you know?"
Mo: "......"
It was somewhat unexpected, yet made perfect sense. What surprised her was that the Empress would reveal her feelings at a time like this, rather than choosing some beautiful, romantic moment.
"So, Mo must like me, okay?"
"Why should I?"
"Hm?"
"Why should I have to like you? It's not like there aren't people better than you. Why do I have to like you?"
The little Princess asked indignantly.
"Because I will leave my mark on Mo's body."
"You... forget it, do whatever you want."
The little Princess gave up struggling. If the Empress was going to force herself on her now, she had no way to stop it. Who told her to have such a weak body?
However... setting aside the Empress's calculating, wicked nature and terrifying possessiveness, it didn't seem so bad to just stay by her side like this.
No, Mo, oh Mo, how can you think like that? This is a trap the Empress set for you! Thinking this way means you've fallen into it!
"Mmm..."
The hands climbing over her body restlessly wandered everywhere, climbing the small peaks one moment and descending into the valley the next, quickly arousing her senses.
The Empress gripped her face and quickly blocked her voice, leaving her only able to squeeze out a tiny bit of gasping from the gaps.
"Mo, do you like me?"
"...I don't... mmm...!"
"Mo, do you like me?"
"...I... mm!"
"Mo, do you like me?"
"Hah... hah... wait a... mmm...!"
The little Princess felt her brain starting to lack oxygen, her stamina gradually failing. Having had no ability to resist in the first place, she was now even more like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"Mo, do you like me?"
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"I like... I like you! Stop already... hah... hah..."
She really couldn't take it anymore. If this continued, she was going to turn into a little dummy who couldn't think!