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The Arminian Kingdom was truly a pleasant place to live.

The ruler was great, and the nobles understood their responsibilities and took care of the citizens.

The citizens, in turn, did their best in their positions to strive for the prosperity of the nation.

It was truly a wonderful place to live, and its defense capabilities were not so weak.

Sopin was a king who knew that peace could not be maintained without strength.

Christia was an incredibly powerful and nearly perfect king, making Sopin an absolutely outstanding figure as a king.

However, the opponent was formidable.

Christia was truly a king depicted as if drawn in a painting.

Because he was not a machine, one could find flaws if they looked closely, but would it even matter to consider such flaws?

“From today, the Arminian Kingdom will be annexed as the Arminian Territory of the Kingdom of Christia. The former king will take up residence in Iceland, the capital of the Kingdom of Christia. Do not worry, we will not commit cruel acts.”

Was it because Sopin held such a strong position? The nobles and citizens harbored deep anger inside.

Despite holding onto such anger, the reason they did not act was none other than Sopin, who had decided to go under the Kingdom of Christia.

If they incited rebellion against their own king’s choice for their country, Sopin’s sacrifice would become meaningless.

“Hehe, I apologize, Your Majesty. There are quite a few people with strange tastes in the Kingdom of Christia, so I had to exert some effort to ensure that Your Majesty did not fall into their hands.”

Of course, whether Sopin truly made a sacrifice would only become clear later.

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“Is it warm?”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Christia, looking somewhat incredulous, chuckled as he spoke.

“How can you feel warmth while being by my side?”

“As Your Majesty says, in reality, the temperature felt in the body is as cold as being next to Your Majesty.”

The chill emanating from her body was remarkable.

He walked closely, feeling the warmth despite not being entirely approachable.

“But people’s attire, the colors of the flowers. This city is telling us it’s warm.”

“Of course. This place experiences all four seasons.”

Christia laughed and ruffled my hair.

“This… this devil! Our king…”

Of course, having only recently conquered this place, one couldn’t expect a warm reception as much as the warm temperature.

Most citizens considered us invaders, which wasn’t entirely inaccurate.

“You think of me as a devil?”

As Christia approached the gathered citizens with a sneer, I thought I would finally see how Christia handled things.

“T-that’s right!”

The man at the front began to tremble.

It was likely due to the cold and fear.

Christia’s imposing figure and overwhelming presence exuded from her well-built physique.

“Just wait for one more month.”

I’ll prove that I’m no devil.

Some weak-hearted women even collapsed at the sight of her smirking.

“Hmph…”

Christia passed by the trembling people and took her seat.

Rumors might spread that she would do something worse than a devil, but Christia paid little attention.

“No matter how long it takes, in one month, I will change this country.”

In the manner of Christia, meaning she didn’t intend to enslave everyone.

“If the ruler hears such claims as being a devil, then the problem lies not with the citizens but with the ruler. However, this is a problem time will resolve. I am not a devil.”

The Christia beside me wasn’t the original Christia.

She wasn’t exceedingly kind, but she was an exceptional and gentle ruler.

“I guess I’ll be buried in work again for a while.”

“Your Highness Christia… Lady Laila has built a study…”

“Got it. I’ll go and check on the work right away. It’s best to start working as soon as possible, right?”

When Kristia looked down at me and smiled, Astia nodded in agreement.

“Alright.”

Kristia lightly lifted me up.

It’s a posture called “Princess Carry,” but because I’m considerably smaller than her, it was more like being carried like a child rather than a princess.

“Hold on tight.”

But where exactly am I supposed to hold onto tightly?

At least from my perspective, there was nothing to grab onto except her massive chest.

Surely she doesn’t mean for me to grab that… Regardless, as I grabbed onto her arm, I heard a snickering sound.

Her face wasn’t visible.

It was obscured by her massive frame.

-Whoosh!

The moment I felt an immense gust of wind pass by, I could open my eyes in an office that was similarly furnished to Kristia’s study.

“This is a bit excessive.”

I had expected us to stop in front of the mansion at best, but I hadn’t anticipated we’d teleport inside at such a rapid pace.

“Now, present the work.”

Kristia said as she set me down on her thigh.

Astia was watching from behind, but now seemed to be paying no attention at all.

“Understood.”

Astia brought the work and placed it in front of Kristia.

“Phew…”

While embracing me tightly with one hand, Kristia began to handle the matters at hand.

“Today, we should focus only on the issues that can be resolved through paperwork.”

Honestly, miss, isn’t what you want to concentrate on not the matters that can be resolved through paperwork, but just focusing on my body?

There had been several occasions when I was in her arms while she worked, but today was different.

Normally, she would have me sit at knee level, but this time, she pulled me all the way to the end of her thigh.

My body was pressed firmly against hers, so much so that the back of my head was forcefully nestled against her chest.

“It’s cold.”

“If you want to escape, just say so. Are you going to tell such ridiculous lies?”

When I first met her, if I had been wearing just one layer of clothing, my lips might have been trembling from the cold to the point of turning blue. But the outfit I’m wearing now is a suit specially made by her.

The chill I feel now is like the pleasant breeze from an air conditioner.

“Then, please let me go.”

“No. You belong to me.”

Saying this, she held me even tighter, and it seemed like my words had the opposite effect.

“Astia.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Go on and do your work. You should gather the flowers for your lord.”

At Christia’s words, Astia’s cheeks turned bright red.

In truth, my view was pressed downward by Christia’s bulk, but I felt like that’s how it would be.

“N-n-n-n-n-my lord? I don’t understand what you mean…”

Astia began speaking at an incredible speed.

“Do you think I wouldn’t know? There’s no need to waste time here trying to protect me. Go and do what you want to do.”

“…I am grateful for your kindness.”

With those words, Astia left, but to be honest, the prevailing theory in academic circles was that I didn’t send her out for her sake, but rather because I just wanted to be more affectionate with Christia.

In a way, it was a win-win situation.

Astia could gain time to give flowers to the mysterious person, and Christia could secure time to be affectionate with me.

However, there was a slight problem: I felt more uneasy being alone with Christia without Astia’s gaze.

“Sigh…”

“Are you very tired?”

“Not so much tired as bothered.”

“Is there anything I can help with?”

I managed to look up and her face appeared intermittently.

“Oh… How can you be so adorable… But I don’t intend to give you any work. I used to live quite a difficult and busy life, so now it’s time for me to rest.”

“But Christia, you’ve also lived a busy life.”

“I have the goal of dominating this world. It’s nothing more than something that I must naturally do.”

Christia spoke as if it were her own calling.

I couldn’t even attempt to interrupt her, feeling the strong determination in her words.

“Well then… if satisfying Christia is my goal, should I busy myself with how to satisfy her?”

There was a thud, a sound that echoed.

Perhaps it could be ventured that it was the sound of Christia’s patience running out.