Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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The reason Ronan praises Weyland is, of course, because that troublemaker gave the Kingdom of Fass a good beating more than a decade ago, but then he slunk away. Ronan praises them, and the people in France might say a few words of objection on the surface, but they will definitely be secretly pleased.

After all, if the enemy is too strong, then it proves that our army isn't incompetent.

Blackening Villa is, of course, because Villa and the Kingdom of Phas are old enemies. Ever since the former King of Villa obtained the title of Emperor, he directly surrounded the Kingdom of Phas. Although the other side is no longer as powerful as it used to be, and the Kingdom of Phas has recovered, blackening them would definitely be a cause for celebration.

Two weeks later, in early October, Ronan finished writing the second chapter of the two books.

It must be said that those who, with an air of rationality and objectivity, engage in blaming others, are truly writing with divine inspiration.

After finishing the first two chapters, Ronan decided to take a few days off before starting the third chapter.

The next day, after dinner, Ronan sat in the middle of the sofa, listening to Elena and Alice give their reports.

Elena was very casual, with one leg propped up on the sofa and the other dangling, her toes in black stockings hooking around her slippers and swinging back and forth. She leaned on Ronan's shoulder and read a report aloud in one hand.

Elena oversees industry, agriculture, and commerce. Her only major recent event was the sale of five state-owned factories. Ronan was well aware of this, so there was no need for a detailed report. Apart from that, there was only one other thing worth mentioning.

That was Ronan's student Chip, who resigned from his official position in the City-State Alliance and led a group of people to become a semi-independent city lord in the central and southern regions. He spent a lot of money to buy Lag slaves from various colonists, and was also willing to take in mixed-race natives from the southern region of Villa.

In addition to these, Chip also borrowed money from merchants in the French colonies, and with the money he used it to buy some relatively outdated technologies, but this was stopped by Elena.

Ronan patted Elena's thigh. "Let him go."

“He wants to develop first, then try to take on OEM business, and finally create his own manufacturing industry,” Elena said. Having followed Ronan for so many years, she saw through Chip’s plan at a glance.

Ronan laughed, "Even if you call for a halt, businessmen will still sell him those outdated technologies behind the scenes."

“Aren’t you afraid he’ll grow too powerful?” Elena asked.

"Let's see if he can get past the O'Na pass," Ronan said. In terms of military strength, O'Na is much stronger.

After Elena finished her report, it was Alice's turn.

Alice sat upright, one seat away from Ronan.

Alice hasn't made any progress. She's only arrested two people recently. At the end, she made a sarcastic remark that the colonial officials have become increasingly skilled lately, with their embezzlement and bribery techniques becoming more and more sophisticated. Some of them can even do it in a seemingly legal way. She wonders who they learned it from.

"Who did you learn it from?" Ronan countered.

Alice put down the documents and looked at Ronan. "You learned it from those people you brought from New Sea City. I don't need to say who the root cause is, do I?" Of course, she didn't really have a problem with Ronan, but she felt something was missing because she hadn't argued with him in a long time.

Before Ronan could speak, Elena interrupted, "Alright, we've finished with the trivial matters, it's time to get down to business." As she spoke, Elena's hand was already touching Ronan's crotch.

Soon, the scene changed to Ronan sitting on the sofa in front of him, with Elena and Alice kneeling on the carpet in front of the sofa on either side.

“Move aside, the head is mine, you can just lick the balls,” Elena said.

Alice nudged Elena with her head. "I don't want to lick balls, they're disgusting."

“I’ll give you the head, but you can’t eat it.” Elena said, pinching Alice’s waist.

"Do you think everyone is as disgusting as you, and can actually swallow it?" Alice retorted sarcastically.

Chapter 306 Perspective, the Big Picture, Someone Always Has to Leave

As she spoke, Alice flicked her finger and, through Elena's pantyhose and underwear, poked Elena hard in there.

Elena spat out Ronan's fleshy head and glared fiercely at Alice. "You're finished, I told you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Elena lifted Alice's skirt, and with a finger imbued with magic, she tore through Alice's white stockings, pulled aside her panties, and inserted her finger directly inside.

Alice was not to be outdone. She lifted Elena's skirt, tore open her black stockings, and inserted a finger. Not only did she insert it, but she also reached inside and dug around.

Elena smiled dismissively, while continuing to swallow and spit out Ronan's fleshy head and penis, indicating that Alice's hands were simply no good.

Alice lowered her head and began to suck and lick Ronan's testicles, while increasing the pressure with her hands.

At this time in the past, Ronan's gaze would always be fixed on the two women's faces. Elena's beautiful and delicate face always had an expression of complete immersion, which made people's desire rise continuously, while Alice's face had a hint of coldness, and when she spoke, her expression was three parts disgust and two parts toughness, which gave people a unique sense of conquering pleasure.

But at this moment, Ronan was looking at the full-length mirror placed against the wall opposite him from afar. In the mirror, he could see the two men's stockings, and the two men were digging into each other with their hands, their stockings swaying slightly.

Elena's broad, thick black labia and Alice's round, upturned white labia caused Ronan's penis to throb and swell from time to time.

After a while, Ronan gradually got the hang of it, and Elena and Alice's hands also got tired.

A fulfilling night has only just begun.

After a night of commotion, Ronan was summoned by Ambrina early the next morning, who asked him to give her advice on the gains and losses she had made in the previous sale of the state-owned factory.

Ronan knew perfectly well that what he called giving pointers was actually just being a listener, watching Ambrina boast about herself with a slightly arrogant expression.

If he were to actually offer advice on Ambrina's strengths and weaknesses, the little princess would likely be displeased.

Ambrina is like a newcomer to the workplace with good academic qualifications but lacking experience. After independently completing a large project, she became a little arrogant and couldn't help but tell her fiancé and mentor about how she did in the process of completing the project.

Once she started talking, Ambrina couldn't stop.

Although Ronan thought Ambrina's performance was only mediocre, and her summary of her experiences was insignificant, and she even made quite a few mistakes throughout the process, he still praised her every now and then, occasionally pointing out some minor, insignificant issues to show that he was being objective, and when she stopped midway, he would say a few words to cheer her up.

Being an official, living off a woman, isn't shameful.

“Ronan, I have a feeling that the colony will change after we leave.” Ambrina suddenly became worried. She was no longer the ignorant princess she once was. She had seen what corrupt officials, unscrupulous merchants, and unruly people were like. She knew very well that the current situation in the colony, where the officials were barely honest, the merchants had some conscience, and the people were probably relatively well-behaved, was only temporary.

“Don’t worry about that. It’s a world where everyone’s car is worse. We’ll move this beat-up car forward a couple of steps, then we’ll leave, and it’ll automatically move backward a step. It’ll still be one step ahead of the other beat-up cars,” Ronan said.

This wasn't just a consolation; he genuinely believed that both revolution and reform inevitably regressed afterward. This was partly due to the dragon-slaying hero turning into a dragon himself, and partly due to the restoration of old forces. But the fundamental reason was that the social organization meant that classes were inescapable.

Of course, Ronan never thought about solving this problem, nor did he believe he could solve it.

It's all about who's worse.

“But now, the colony is bordered by Weyland to the north and Villa to the south. Just the fact that it hasn’t retreated too much is still very worrying.” Ambrina was still somewhat concerned, and she had begun to consider the issue from the perspective of the future queen.

"Don't worry about the Belials, they'll be finished sooner or later. We can't control the Weylanders. The real crisis for the kingdom is in the east, in the empire that has just changed its name to the Empire of Will."

Ronan said.

"The Empire? Aren't they in a state of division?" Ambrina really didn't think the Empire was a threat. In the war on the eastern front more than ten years ago, although the Kingdom of Fas had essentially lost, the Empire hadn't achieved anything. The various lords had completely lost their loyalty, and they could never unite again.

"Yes, our country wants them to maintain this status quo, but some people don't, like Bilia. A war that will involve the entire western continent is not far off."

Ronan sighed.

Although they live in different times and spaces, some of the conflicts stemming from geography, religion, and politics remain unchanged.

The sixteenth century was about to end, and then came the seventeenth century, and the major event that would happen at the beginning of the seventeenth century was the Thirty Years' War.

King Lucien certainly wouldn't live to see that time.

That's about Ronan and Ambrina.

“What should we do then?” Ambrina asked.

"Let's focus on developing our national strength. Crisis and opportunity are sometimes synonyms. We still have plenty of time, at least twenty years. By then, we might just be able to dominate the Western Continent and earn a crown to wear." Ronan's tone was joking, but he was actually serious.

Unification is impossible. The cultural differences among the countries of the Western Continent are too great. Without a common written language, true unification can never be achieved.

As Ambrina listened, her heart pounded. There really couldn't be a better man in the world than Ronan. There were very few men who could compare to him in terms of appearance, wealth, and magical rank, but would any of these rare men who could compare to him in these aspects dare to say something like, "I'll give you a crown"?

On the third day of the holiday, Ronan went fishing with Dinah.

Both of them are at the level of Air Force One.

Suddenly, Dinia spoke up, "Yvette wants to stay."

"Huh?" Ronan was quite surprised.

By staying, she might never be able to return to Ronan and Dinia's circle. The colony is so far away, and once Ronan and Dinia return home, someone could take her place at any time.

“She’s always wanted to build her own career,” Dinia said.

"Then let her be." Ronan didn't want to ask any more questions.

"Is that Faith planning to return to China with us?" Dinia then asked about Faith.

“That’s right, I plan to arrange for her to join the Ministry of the Interior,” Ronan replied.

“She’s a spy, and a spy with countless layers of espionage,” Dinia said with certainty.

“I know,” Ronan replied. Faith was a member of a French knightly order and the Church of the Virgin of Wieland, so she knew about the Purple Robe organization. She could also use special magic to turn a person into a puppet and then completely replace him.

Even the identity of Faith might just be a facade for her.

It would be absurd for someone like her to say she wasn't a multi-faceted spy.

"But I still stand by what I always say: it's better to keep her in sight than to leave her out in the world."

"Okay," Dinia replied. "By the way, have you finished that book? Let me see it when you're done."

“Soon, both books only have one chapter left,” Ronan replied.

Chapter 307 is finished. The person is on the ship. If I don't succeed, I'll kneel down and lick your feet.

Before we knew it, the year was drawing to a close.

Ronan's two books have been finished for some time now, and Dinah has also "approved" Dinah's book, "Communitarianism."

Even though she had known Ronan for so long, Dinya was still so shocked after watching it that she didn't know what to say.

It wasn't because Ronan could write such a book; after all, she had read Ronan's "Guns, Wizards and Civil Servants" many years ago. She wasn't surprised at all that Ronan could write a highly readable and thought-provoking book and put forward original viewpoints.

In the book "Communitarianism," setting aside the political and economic discussions, she sensed a spirit of patriotism and humanistic concern in certain passages. This was not expressed directly or hypocritically, but rather as genuine thoughts hidden between the lines.

The problem is that Ronan is not patriotic at all, nor does he treat people like human beings.

How did such a person manage to write such passages?

Dinia didn't understand, but she didn't ask Ronan.

Ronan was unaware that Dinia had so many ideas; he only knew that the Governor had given him his approval.

If I knew, I'd probably have to translate for Dinya what it means to have your head on the left and your butt on the right.

In short, the rewritten manuscripts had been sent to the King through special channels, and it is estimated that by the time he left the New World and returned to his homeland, the two books, "A Brief History of Democracy" and "Communitarianism," would have just begun to be published.

On the other hand, the steam engine was already complete, and with the improved spinning and weaving machines, a highly efficient textile system had emerged.

However, Ronan has no plans to fully implement it for the time being. After all, this thing will bring about drastic changes to the entire country, and it might even push the revolution forward by a hundred years. Before the kingdom gains hegemony and can use other countries as dumping markets, it cannot be fully rolled out for the time being.

However, the new steam-powered machine tools can be widely promoted to process various mechanical parts, thereby creating better tools and improving the production level of the manufacturing industry.

The manufacturing level improved, in addition to the agricultural level that Ronan had already raised.

The kingdom's overall productivity will directly advance to a new level, so that, with proper allocation, building more magic schools and producing more magicians will no longer be a dream.

In addition, the magical revolver that Canaan has been in charge of has also made some progress. Now, Victor's money and manpower are in place, and once he returns home, he will begin to intensify his research efforts.

If a magic revolver that can be easily used by novice mages is created, with enough power to damage first and second-tier mages, then the kingdom's military strength will rise again.

Of course, this will also prompt many first- and second-tier orthodox mages who are not known for their combat prowess to try to switch careers.

However, this is exactly what Ronan wanted to see.

This will lead to a further increase in productivity.

"It seems that dominating the Western Continent is not difficult at all, as long as no insects cause me trouble."

That's how Ronan felt.

To be objective and fair, there are simply too many insects in this world.

There are many new continents, and even more royal capitals. It's estimated that if they were all sunk into the river, the Seine would swell.

However, Ronan has no connection with the personnel in the New World anymore. All the people he and Dinia brought, from officials to technicians and a few special talents who had studied in prison, except for Yvette, will return to their home country with them.

Most of the people Ambrina brought will stay.

Ronan estimated that these people were originally intended by King Lucien to fill the power vacuum left by the deaths of Louis and Henry. However, Ronan not only took over the fiefdoms and redefined the structure of the native population, but also expanded the bureaucratic system of the governor's office. Incidentally, he also prevented Willand from taking advantage of the situation and established a good relationship with Villa. Under these circumstances, they could simply serve as officials in the governor's office and there was no need for them to go to the original two counts' territories to act as troubleshooters.

Two months later, in February 1587, a new governor arrived.

After handing over their duties, Ronan and Dinia, along with Ambrina and the others, boarded a ship and began their journey home.

At the bow of the ship, Dinya and her companion were leaning against the railing when Ronan walked up to her. "Still thinking about what the new governor said?"

The new governor was a confidant of the king; his role in handing over duties was secondary, his main purpose was to deliver a message to Ronan and Dinia.

He told the two that there was a lot of turmoil in the capital, and that things might also go wrong on Ronan's side.

With the deaths of Louis and Henry, the possibility of foreign interference in the succession to the throne of Fass was eliminated. At the same time, the other contenders for the throne were also completely relieved, no longer worried that outsiders might take advantage of the situation to seize the throne.

Therefore, the struggles are becoming increasingly overt.

Now, theoretically, there are only four heirs to the throne: Princesses Ambrina, Isabelle, and Marianne, as well as the king's elder brother, Jerome. He is indeed a monk, but the others have made things too ugly, making him the popular choice. At that time, it would be nothing more than a matter of the church arbitrarily manipulating things if he were to renounce his monk status.

Of course, he cannot renounce his identity as a cultivator now, because if he did, he would be the first to be killed, so this Uncle Wang is not a concern for the time being.

The real trouble lies with the second and third sons; according to the new governor, Isabelle has already allied with the Queen's faction.