"What is our purpose in coming to Genovia?"
The plane landed in an open space outside the Genovia Royal Castle. Frank, stepping off the plane, looked at the rustic scene before him and asked his boss.
It must be said that, judging by his serious expression, this person's role transition was quite fast. From a "prodigal son" to a company employee, it was a seamless transition.
"You don't have to do anything this time, just consider it a publicly funded trip!" Mike saw Frank's strong desire to perform and shook his head with a smile.
Coming to Genovia this time was specifically to foster a relationship with the princess; what other purpose could there be?
Genovia, a country with a population of only a few million, was at the beginning of its second industrial reform, and most people still lived a semi-primitive life of "men farming and women weaving."
This made the land full of human touch.
As the royal plane landed, many people who had nothing to do in winter gathered here to watch the excitement.
Someone shouted, "The Princess is here," and then the crowd watching voluntarily parted to form a path.
Princess Mia, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, slowly entered the airport accompanied by her retainers.
At this time, the girl wore a long princess dress in the Genovian style, and every glance and smile carried an air of grace and dignity.
"Welcome, Mike," Princess Mia, surrounded by the public, received Mike and his entourage with VIP courtesy.
On the plane, Mike had heard Eileen say that Princess Mia had gradually begun to take over the management of the kingdom's affairs in the past six months.
Moreover, the various pro-people policies she promoted were very popular with the local people of Genovia.
"I am also very happy to see you, Princess Mia." Since the other party had made such a grand display, Mike did not act rashly.
He elegantly took the hand the Princess extended, lightly kissed the back of her hand, and then released her.
...
"You're looking more and more like a Queen now."
As they walked side by side towards the castle with Princess Mia, Mike watched the girl skillfully wave to the enthusiastic public along the way, smiling as he whispered a compliment in her ear.
"I am inherently the Queen's heir, is there anything wrong with that?" Upon receiving the compliment, Princess Mia's eyes curved into a smile, as if the sunlight had brightened by several degrees at that moment.
However, Mike knew that the girl's situation was not as optimistic as it seemed.
According to Eileen, Princess Mia's pro-people policies had harmed the interests of many of the kingdom's nobles, with the most prominent being Viscount Mabrey, a member of the royal family and concurrently the Minister of Finance.
Yes, in the ancient small country of Genovia, the system of nobility was still in use.
And that Viscount Mabrey, whose title was not high, was not only the Minister of Finance but also the leader of the radical faction in the Kingdom of Genovia who advocated for extensive mining.
On one side were pro-people policies, and on the other were the nobles' own interests. Under these two different development philosophies, Mabrey regarded Princess Mia as a thorn in his side.
In Mike's powerful perception, he noticed some ill-intentioned people mixed in the surrounding crowd. They seemed ready to create chaos at any moment and should be Mabrey's subordinates.
However, there was another group of people in the crowd, seemingly subtly watching those who intended to cause trouble, presumably sent by Queen Renaldi to protect the Princess.
'I just don't know if Mia is aware of her situation...'
After confirming that the first group of people couldn't cause trouble, Mike withdrew his gaze. Beside him, Princess Mia's face still held a brilliant smile.
...
"Come, I'll take you to see where I work." Once inside the castle gate and away from outsiders, Princess Mia seemed to "come alive," playfully winking at the man before pulling his hand and running deeper into the castle.
Soon, the two disappeared into the castle.
"Wh-What's going on here…" Frank, whose identity had just shifted, was a bit stunned by this scene.
His young and handsome boss seemed to have an unusual relationship with the Princess of this country.
"Everyone disperse! And, you two, take this gentleman to rest…" At the castle entrance, Eileen used her authority to dismiss the ministers and called two guards to take Frank away.
Those who were able to accompany Princess Mia to welcome Mike at the castle entrance were all supporters the girl had gained in the kingdom during this time.
These people understood the Princess's temperament and had heard about the relationship between the Princess and Mike, so they were naturally not too surprised.
Therefore, only Frank, this "outsider," was still full of questions when he left.
"Let's go, we'll also go see the Princess and them!" After arranging the ministers, Eileen led Amy and Needy deeper into the castle.
On the other side, Mike was directly led by Princess Mia to her usual office. The space here was not as large as imagined, just an ordinary small room with a desk.
The only special thing was its location, at the top floor of the castle, making it the tallest building in Genovia.
Before Mike could carefully observe the unique features of this small room, a passionate body pressed against him, and kisses fell like raindrops.
It was clear that this dignified and graceful Princess had seemingly endured the entire journey.
"Don't take it off… I just like the princess dress…"
Who could refuse to do some loving things with a beautiful and passionate Princess in a castle?
Mike, for one, could not.
...
Outside the room, Amy and Eileen, who were responsible for guarding the door, had been waiting here for an hour, listening to the Princess's suppressed moans from inside the room. Their faces were already crimson with embarrassment, and they wished they could find a hole to crawl into.
In contrast, Needy beside them remained calm and composed, as if she was already accustomed to it.
Inside the room, with a long-suppressed, joyful moan, Princess Mia collapsed into Mike's arms.
Although the man had given her a stamina buff before, this was the result of "eating" too much at once.
"Amy, Eileen, you can come in now…"
A moment later, Princess Mia's languid voice came from the room.
"Ah, us?" The previous scene made it too easy to misunderstand; the two girls thought the Princess was asking for a threesome.
Although the two girls also had a sufficiently intimate relationship with Mike, doing that kind of thing together in the castle, wasn't it a bit too exciting?
Just thinking about it, the two girls went from "red apples" to "steam engines."
Then, they looked pleadingly at Needy, whose expression remained cold. They seemed to have misunderstood, thinking she was also one of Mike's many female companions.
After all, in the two girls' minds, anyone who came to Genovia with Mike was "one of their own."
However, they miscalculated; Needy was merely a driver and part-time bodyguard.
"I'll just stay here…" Needy, stared at by two pairs of expectant eyes, finally explained.
To be honest, bodyguards also have dignity. The cold woman stated that she was only responsible for security, not for "charging into battle."
The key was, she had never done this kind of work before.
"Alright." Feeling that the cold woman was not easy to communicate with, the two girls exchanged glances, then, suppressing their shyness, walked towards the Princess's office.
However, they didn't notice that after they left, Needy also seemed to let out a sigh of relief, feeling her cheeks flush slightly.
...
In the private office, when Amy and Eileen entered, they did not see the scene of debauchery they had imagined.
By the window, although the Princess's dress was a bit wrinkled, her attire was still relatively intact. She was sweetly nestled in the man's arms, whispering secrets.
'Oh, she just wanted us to come in and clean up!'
Amy, with her voluptuous loli appearance, patted her chest and began to tidy up the messy room.
"Uh, Your Royal Highness, did you just fall on the table? Why are the documents so messy…" Perhaps it was a case of "big breasts, no brains," as Amy, who was tidying the desk, blurted out a question without thinking.
Beside her, her little friend Eileen was already "trembling," so embarrassed she looked like she wanted to dig a three-bedroom, one-living-room house into the ground. Indeed, as soon as Amy asked that question, Princess Mia instantly seemed to be under a spell, her mind short-circuiting, completely unsure how to react.
Mike also looked at Amy in surprise, unsure if she was truly foolish or just pretending. However, seeing her bewildered expression, she probably didn't realize what a bold statement she had made.
"Come to my room tonight, and I'll let you know..." Mike generously offered to enlighten Amy, then looked at Eileen, who was pretending to be a quail with her head down, and said, "And you, come with Amy tonight too. Don't think I didn't see you secretly smiling."
These two girls had a relationship with Mia somewhat like "dowry maids," and they had long been more than familiar with Mike.
Mike planned to help Mia teach them a good lesson tonight, to let them know what "deference" meant.
"How about it, is my handling acceptable?" After backing Mia, Mike pulled her into his arms and whispered the question.
"I think you're doing it for yourself... You've been coveting Amy and the others for a long time, haven't you...?" Princess Mia seemed to have seen through Mike's philandering nature, but after gently pinching him to vent her frustration, she said nothing more.
Just like Paige's thoughts, Mia, who never expected to monopolize the man, felt that having two more "allies" was not bad.
Moreover, she alone was indeed a bit overwhelmed.
"By the way, I previously sensed that some people in the Genovia Kingdom seemed to be targeting you. Do you need me to step in and resolve it for you?" Mike brought up the serious matter.
To use an equivalent formula:
Genovia belongs to Mia, Mia belongs to Mike, so Genovia naturally also belongs to Mike.
Therefore, Mike naturally wouldn't allow others to covet what rightfully belonged to him.
As long as Mia wished, Mike could completely clear the obstacles for her, taking advantage of this opportunity.
"No need, I'm not a dictator. And it's normal for a country to have different voices..." When it came to serious matters, Princess Mia also displayed the necessary demeanor: "Believe me, once I become Queen, I will handle all of this."
According to Genovia tradition, for Princess Mia to ascend to Queen, two requirements needed to be met.
First, she must reach the age of majority.
Second, she needs to have a formal marriage goal, or rather, be engaged to someone.
Mia had already met the first requirement last year, and now she was considering how to get Mike to propose to her.
If all else failed, she could also propose to Mike.
She just didn't know if he would agree, as Mike's situation was a bit "special."
"Um, Mike. Can I invite you to the Genovia Royal Family dinner next year?" Princess Mia finally made a decision.
If Mike hadn't proposed to her by the Royal Family dinner in October next year, she would take the initiative and propose to him at the grand banquet.
Yes, Mia was ready to become Queen.
"The Royal Family dinner in October next year? No problem, I'll definitely be there." Mike gave an affirmative answer.
Moreover, since the girl wanted to govern the kingdom herself, Mike didn't bring up helping her solve problems again.
However, necessary precautionary measures were still required.
To the girl's surprise, a soft white light appeared in Mike's hand, then the white light transformed into specks of light that merged into the girl's body.
"This is a blessing light sphere. When you encounter an insoluble difficulty, you can call out to me in your heart. Then I will appear by your side..." Mike explained the situation to the girl.
However, that light sphere was actually just a continuous health buff, just like the ones on Paige and the other girls.
Mike's true fallback was for the girl to call out to him in her heart the first time she encountered trouble.
With his [Angel's Body], he could hear the "prayers" of his believers. And those close to him naturally counted as "believers."
The reason for creating the light sphere effect was to help Princess Mia deepen her memory.
"What was that? Do you have superpowers?" Sure enough, Mia was very interested in the light sphere.
Even in a small country like Genovia, there were legends of werewolves and Vampires.
"It's a small ability, I guess." Mike continued, to make it easier for her to understand: "Actually, I'm an agent of the MIB..."
Then he briefly explained the MIB's philosophy: maintaining world peace—
With such a powerful organization, it was easy to understand that its members might have some superpowers, wasn't it?
"So cool—!" After hearing the explanation, Princess Mia's gaze towards the man was filled with more admiration.
Beside them, Amy and Eileen, who had also listened to the bizarre events, had sparkling eyes that seemed to glow.
Mike found it amusing and took out two more blessing light spheres, throwing them onto the two of them.
"Oh, so I can summon you anytime now too?" Amy asked curiously after moving her arms.
"Yes, but don't try it easily, it will be very tiring." Mike answered with a smile.
Teleportation ability is one of the uses of the [Power of Faith].
Mike had only just recently gotten a grasp of it; it consumed a large amount of [Power of Faith] to teleport himself to places he had been to, or to the side of a [Believer].
Depending on the distance, the consumption of [Power of Faith] also varied greatly.
Mike estimated that a one-time teleportation from New York to Genovia would require about two to three hundred [Power of Faith].
With Mike's current amount of faith, he could only teleport about three or four times.
Of course, he could also choose to use his own energy as [Power of Faith] to activate the teleportation, which was why Mike said "it will be very tiring" earlier.
Although his own energy could recover, after consumption, it indeed made one feel tired.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the castle, Queen Renaldi was also discussing Princess Mia and Mike with her bodyguard and secretary, Joseph.
"Princess Mia and Mr. Mike are indeed a good match, but I don't know if they can withstand the pressure." Joseph suggested, "Why don't we go see them and offer them some life experience?"
Countries with a Queen system are not very common.
And as the Queen's husband, one would suffer a lot of criticism, and if not handled well, psychological problems could arise.
Joseph was also afraid that Mike, being young and impetuous, wouldn't think things through, so he wanted to go and share some experience.
Yes, Joseph had now successfully "ascended," becoming Queen Renaldi's current lover in his capacity as her devoted butler for over thirty years.
Although their relationship had not yet been made public to the citizens, Joseph had a lot of experience on how to be a good man behind a Queen.
"We two old folks, let's not disturb the young people's own lives. Everything will be fine..." Queen Renaldi held Joseph's hand, their fingers intertwined.
Queen Renaldi knew a little about Mike's philandering nature, and how her granddaughter would handle it was her own business.
It was a private matter of emotion.
Queen Renaldi now only wanted to help her granddaughter clear the domestic obstacles in Genovia before her retirement.
"What has Mabrey been up to lately?" Queen Renaldi asked.
Mabrey was the leader of the radical faction.
"He's been quiet for a while, but I heard that Nicholas is preparing to return to Genovia." Joseph answered truthfully, clearly knowing a lot about Mabrey's situation.
"Nicholas? I remember he was only eleven or twelve when his father sent him abroad to study, and now almost ten years have passed in a flash." Queen Renaldi frowned slightly, seemingly anticipating something bad was about to happen.
That Viscount Mabrey was not a peaceful person, and now, at a time when the Queen was about to change, he suddenly recalled his son who had been studying abroad for many years. It reeked of conspiracy no matter how one looked at it.
But what exactly the conspiracy was, Queen Renaldi couldn't figure out for a while.
It seemed she could only adapt to the situation when the time came.
"You continue to monitor Mabrey's movements, and report to me immediately if there's any situation." Queen Renaldi instructed Joseph.