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The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

"I'll have the class representative leave today's homework on the blackboard." After finishing his lesson, the old king walked down from the podium, holding his lesson plan.

"Goodbye, teacher," the students stood up and shouted in unison.

When the old king walked out of the classroom, he saw Pedro standing outside.

A hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly recovered, unlike his wives who were filled with fear.

"Your Excellency, the Consul has arrived," the old king said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, you don't need to call me that."

"You can just call me Pedro." Pedro still showed a hint of respect to the old king before him.

"Can I ask you a question?" the old king asked Pedro.

"Please speak."

"Are you here to kill me?"

Pedro was somewhat surprised by the old king's question and asked in confusion, "Why would you ask that?"

"If you're here to kill me."

Now I can explain the teaching work ahead, as these children are about to take their final exams.

The next few classes are very important; I need to find teachers who can help me with my classes.

The old king watched as the students in the classroom began packing their schoolbags.

School is over now.

“I will not kill you,” Pedro said earnestly.

"So what do you want from me?"

"If you have anything to discuss, come with me to my office." The old king, carrying his lesson plans, walked forward.

Pedro instinctively prepared to take the lesson plan from the old king's hands.

But the old king refused.

"I am not His Majesty the King now, but just a teacher."

"I can carry these things myself," the old king said with a smile.

"Didn't Haikui Town take care of your daily life?" Pedro asked in confusion.

"take care of?

Which one are you referring to?

He travels in the most fashionable cars and is served by dedicated servants. Every day, he eats enough food for thirty people to eat.

Living in a house of several thousand square meters?

The old king smiled and shook his head: "When I was in that position before, I felt that power was really important, and I was reluctant to let go of it."

I'm afraid my kids, and you guys, will take it away from me.

After I completely lost those things.

I felt utterly hopeless, as if the sky had fallen.

Because I don't know what else I can do besides sitting in that position?

Actually, I should thank you.

Thank you for bringing me to this small town.

It was here that I truly understood the meaning of life, and I truly came alive.

Now, I come to school every day to teach students and grade their homework. On my way home, I buy some groceries and things that my wives like to eat.

Then we went back to the courtyard and ate a small but plentiful and delicious meal with everyone, and then prepared for tomorrow's lessons under the electric lights.

After that, there was no need to worry about the power struggles and intrigues, or about the affairs of the kingdom.

All you need to do is manage the few dozen children in this classroom.

This kind of life is pretty good.

The old king entered the office.

This is a shared office with ten desks.

The old king's seat was near the window, which was not bad.

"Old man, you're done with your get out of class."

"How about we have a fight later?" A teacher in the next seat shouted to the old king while holding a water cup.

Old man?

Pedro was startled when he heard this.

If this had happened in the past, anyone who dared to say such a thing to the old king would probably be dead.

But the old king didn't care at all.

Instead, he pointed at the man and said, "You lousy chess player, I'm not playing with you."

You're slow and you keep taking back your moves!

"I promise, I will not take back my move this time."

"Another day, another day."

"We have guests today." The old king pointed to Pedro.

"Oh, we have guests. I thought they were students' parents."

"Then I'll come find you to play chess another day." The teacher opposite Pedro smiled and nodded in greeting before leaving the office.

"I will arrange for the kingdom to send you some things regularly later." Pedro watched as the old king sat at his desk, picking up a pen and beginning to grade papers.

"No.

There's no need for that.

The people here are very kind to us.

That courtyard is big enough; it's sufficient for the few of us to live in.

Moreover, the town government officials said that we have permanent rights to use that yard.

They also provided us with the most basic home appliances.

It's not the best, but it works pretty well.

I've seen that thing at the mall.

Buying them all would cost me at least six months' salary.

They also gave me a bicycle.

However, one is not enough.

The ladies in the family occasionally have to go out.

I plan to use my salary to buy a few more cars in a few days.

Don't underestimate me just because I'm a teacher now.

However, the teachers here enjoy very good living conditions.

One person's salary can support at least three or four people.

Moreover, I can eat for free in the cafeteria every day.

Although it wasn't as varied as what we had at the royal palace, the taste was still quite good.

I've gained weight.

The old king patted his belly, a kind smile on his face.

It was completely different from when the old man sat on the throne, his face full of hostility.

Pedro sat beside him, listening to the old king recount his life in Anemone Town during this time.

In just one month, he underwent a dramatic transformation.

He has completely fallen in love with life here.

They are also quick to accept new and novel things.

"Speaking of which, this Haikui Town is truly beyond imagination."

Who would have thought that such a wonderful town could be built in a place with no natural resources?

No... calling it the main city wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Although it's not as big or luxurious as our royal city.

But the houses here are neat and the roads are clean.

There weren't even any beggars on the road.

Children can all go to school, and adults who are willing to work can all find jobs.

Even my wives have their own jobs now.

The First Madam has always enjoyed growing flowers.

You didn't see it, but the town government approved a flower nursery for her, specifically for her to grow flowers.

All the bouquets needed for town government events are bought from her.

There was another lady who assisted her and knew how to arrange flowers.

I set up a small stall at the market, and business is pretty good.

Afterwards, they discussed using the money they had saved up to rent a storefront and open a flower shop.

I originally wanted to use my salary to help out.

But they said it was their own business.

The others, those who could embroider, did embroider; those who could make clothes, made clothes.

Don't assume that just because they were princesses in the past, they can't do anything.

That's what I thought too.

But when they got here, they discovered that those things had actually been taught to them by someone in their original family.

There was even a lady who was now the lobby manager of the best hotel in Anemone Town. She was very professional in everything from business setup to venue arrangement.

Each of them has their own value and their own things they enjoy doing.

"It was because of their status as queens and princesses that they were confined to that luxurious prison, forced to conceal their true talents."

By the time the old king finished speaking, the sky had already begun to turn yellow.

A melodious tune also filled the school.

It sounds pretty good.

"The evening breeze gently caresses Penghu Bay, white waves chase the sandy beach, there are no coconut trees to adorn the setting sun, only a vast expanse of blue sea..."

"It's time to leave school."

"Take these things home that haven't been dealt with yet." The old king took out a briefcase and stuffed all his belongings into it.

Then he looked at Pedro: "Since you're here, how about we have dinner together at my place tonight?"

"No need, I'm just staying here for a short while."

"The ship is leaving tonight," Pedro refused.

"Let's set off?" The old king seemed to have thought of something, and his expression darkened.

This was the first time he had seen this expression on the old king's face since they met.

"You miss your children, don't you?" Pedro asked.

The old king sighed: "The victor is king, the loser is villain."

I can understand that they were held hostage by the Dragon Kings.

Judging from how well they treat us here, the children must be doing very well in the Kingdom of Xiaolong.

However... there are a few that are very young.

This is the first time I've been away from my mother for so long, and I'm a little worried.

Pedro hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"I know what you want to say, you seem to be doing very well right now."

But you also have your difficulties.

The fact that you can find a powerful entity like the Dragon Kingdom to rely on is an opportunity for you.

I can rest assured that the Kingdom of Baljik is now in your hands.

I have heard about the purges that have taken place in the Baljik Kingdom recently.

I am aware of the corruption within the Baljik Kingdom.

However... in those years, I was bound by the words of my ministers and various worries.

I'm worried... I'm worried...

Ultimately, this made everything even worse.

I was thinking, let's just let things continue like this.

At least if we don't touch those things, the kingdom won't have any problems.

But now I understand.

A kingdom is like a person; a person is dressed and appears to be fine on the surface.

But actually, those pimples and pustules were still there under the clothes.

These things don't cease to exist just because you're wearing clothes.

And when these things erupt one day, they will cause you so much pain that you can't even wear clothes.

When the time comes, everyone will be able to see how your body rots.

Now that you've taken over the Kingdom of Baljik, dealing with those problems with swift and decisive action is the best course of action.

Don't be like me, leaving all the trouble for last, only to trap yourself on that throne.

Pedro listened attentively, like a student, as the old king spoke as if he were imparting his experience.

The old king took his briefcase, walked out of the office, and closed the door.

I walked to the parking shed next to it, where a row of bicycles were parked.

The old king walked toward his bicycle, which was very clean, and a few dried flowers could be seen on the front of the frame.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

"Come visit sometime." The old king rode his bicycle, humming the song that had just been played on the radio, and disappeared into the street.

Pedro watched the old king's figure disappear into the sunset.

That's not the way directly back to the courtyard house.

He might go to the market to buy some vegetables, some ready-made hot dishes, and maybe some wine.

Then I went back to my own little courtyard.

Pedro didn't know why.

He actually felt a little envious of this kind of life.

During that month, he experienced the benefits of power, but at the same time, he also felt the feeling of being held hostage by power.

It's like sitting on a throne covered in spikes; if you sit even slightly out of position, those spikes could pierce your skin and draw blood.

I left that high school.

He led his men back to the ship in the harbor.

"Your Excellency Consul Pedro." The Second Prince looked at Pedro as he returned, who was carrying a roast duck, other food, and a bottle of wine.

"I saw these foods on the way back, and they smelled really good."

"Let's eat something together later," Pedro said with a smile.

"Hmm." The second prince did not refuse.

He looked at the town of Haikui before him.

"I just took a stroll around this town."

My third brother mentioned this place before, and he used a lot of words of praise.

But I didn't think much of it at the time.

I don't think a small town can be that great.

But when I see this town now, I know that my previous idea was completely wrong.

I have been to many places and seen many luxurious cities.

But no city can compare to this small town.

This town is a place where people can truly live with hope.

If I weren't some prince.

I really wish I could live in a town like this.

Then I asked myself, what if I could transform the Kingdom of Aalborg... or the entire Federation of Aalborg, into a town like this?

What would the world become?

Upon hearing what the Second Prince of Aalborg said...

Governor Pedro was somewhat distracted.

Within his own kingdom, he made all the cities like this.

What will it become?

He closed his eyes, as if he could see that scene.

It's wonderful.

But can they really do it?

Governor Pedro could not guarantee it.

The ship's horn sounded.

The ship slowly departed from the port.

Its next destination was the mysterious Kingdom of the Wraith Dragon.

"Speaking of which, my younger brother has been to the Kingdom of the Wraith Dragon."

He said that the kingdom was a replica of the town of Anemone.

The kingdoms across the entire continent are like this, or even better.

Speaking of which...

Now I see Anemone Town.

"I really can't imagine what it would be like if the entire kingdom were a world like Anemone Town." The Second Prince of Aalborg looked towards the sea, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Then let's go take a look together."

"Look at this legendary Dragon Kingdom." Governor Pedro held up the food and wine in his hands.

"Before that, let's enjoy these delicious foods."

"Um."

"This roast duck tastes really good."

"I think they all roll up this pancake and then dip it in sauce before eating it."

"This liquor is so strong!"