Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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"Fly over at night, then go into the sea to fish, without spending a penny."

Ronan spoke casually, with a touch of humor, as if it were a trivial matter: "I flew over to buy the sausages, though."

"This is so romantic," Louise thought to herself.

Liz thought so too, but then she realized something: if Ronan wasn't lying, then he could fly, and very fast, so he was probably a sixth-order being, or even higher. How come she had never heard of such a person?

Louise soon realized this as well.

"Oh, and I also brought you some small gifts."

Ronan said, "Although Lavana is much older than you, she is actually your junior in terms of cultivation, so we will have to trouble you to take good care of her."

Lavana looked at Ronan. Really? How come she didn't know about this?

Chapter 1166 Loss, Joy, and the Suspension Bridge Effect During Flight

Liz couldn't help but smile inwardly. Lavana was a fourth-tier rank, yet she needed two second-tier rank twos to take care of her?

Louise felt a little uncomfortable when she heard this. Was it because they came specifically to take care of Lavana?

Ronan, seemingly oblivious to their inner thoughts, looked at the two who were standing motionless and asked, "What, aren't you going to unwrap your presents?"

"Oh," Louise responded, and walked over like a dazed person.

Ronan pointed and said, "The longer one."

Louise opened the long gift box, unwrapped the velvet cloth, and a sword appeared in her hand—it was the Guardian Knight's Sword.

The Guardian Knight's Sword isn't exactly a rare treasure; after all, it was awarded as a medal by the church and has a certain capacity to hold magical power, making it barely usable for cutting people.

It's not rare, but it's definitely not something you can just see anywhere. There are probably less than a thousand left, and the vast majority are kept in collections because the recipient's name is engraved on it. For some families, it's a record of honor worth keeping forever.

Louise has one at home too.

Louise was stunned when she saw the name inscription. "Ronan Artes?" This was the patron knight sword that the church had once given to Ronan.

Actually, Ronan didn't have a lot of these, but he had about ten. He used to chat and laugh with the Pope back in the day.

Liz opened her gift box.

It is a protective flying ring.

Once activated, this thing forms a magic-resistant armor and allows for short-distance flight. Its performance isn't as good as top-tier magic-resistant armor or a single-soldier jetpack; it simply doesn't require wearing and can be activated at any time. However, it's very expensive, and its customers are mostly wealthy and powerful individuals with average cultivation levels.

In terms of practical value and even price, the protective flight ring is definitely superior.

Liz was very pleased with the gift.

Louise was quite satisfied. What was a protective flight ring? It wasn't like she couldn't afford one. The Guardian Knight Sword, Ronan's, was something money couldn't buy.

Ronan's eyes were fixed on the mutton in the pot.

Actually, there's not much to worry about. High-quality fresh lamb won't have any foam on it, and it won't easily overcook.

The lamb was ready, and just when the group thought Ronan would stay and eat with them and chat, Ronan kissed Lavana on the cheek, looked at Louise and Liz, and said, "You guys eat, I'm leaving. Please take care of Lavana." With that, Ronan disappeared.

Ronan's unexpected and sudden disappearance.

After a moment of blank stare, Louise and Liz were suddenly overcome by a strange sense of loss.

Why did they just leave like that?

The oysters that I just found novel and delicious now seem ordinary.

The sausage that was just so appetizing no longer smells good.

Only Ravana was still eating; she seemed a little carefree, but that wasn't really the case.

She simply lacked that experience, which is why she couldn't empathize. She married at eighteen and entered into a monotonous married life. Of course, there was no romance between her and her husband. When she met Ronan, she was already twenty-eight, a married woman with children. Again, there was no romantic process between her and Ronan. Her feelings for Ronan progressed from gratitude to admiration and then to attachment.

Louise and Liz were in the prime of their youth, and had previously been suppressed, when they met Ronan.

If Ronan, a man with multiple lovers, a young body but not young age, were to try... they might secretly sneer in their hearts. However, Ronan didn't care that much about them.

On second thought, it makes sense. Any one of Ronan's lovers would have to be someone like Lavana—powerful and special.

What are they anyway?

It is precisely because they understand this that the two feel disappointed and even somewhat resentful.

"Ravana," Louise called Ravana with a serious expression.

Lavana, who was sucking on lamb rib bones, looked up and asked, "What?"

"Who exactly is he?" Louise asked.

Liz also joined in.

“French,” Lavana replied.

“Even if he was born and raised in the New World, someone like him couldn’t possibly be without a name,” Louise said, her eyes still fixed on Lavana.

Lavana took a sip of soup. "I don't know."

Louise could only sigh helplessly. What could she do if Lavana had made up her mind not to say anything?

Liz shook her head, went back to bed, and picked up her book again, but she couldn't concentrate on reading a single word. Instead, she kept pulling at the white stockings on her thigh with one hand, letting go, the stockings snapping back, then pulling them up again, letting go, and repeating this process over and over.

On the other side, Louise washed up, took off her clothes and stockings, covered herself with a thin blanket, and tried to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep.

Lavana wiped down the plates, bowls, pots, and stove and put them aside. She then washed herself and went to bed.

Louise and Liz were still awake even after Lavana had fallen asleep.

The following Monday, both of them were not in good condition.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the two returned to normal.

Young people's emotions come and go quickly.

However, Ronan came again on Thursday night.

This time, there were no surprises or gifts, just some fruit that can't be found in Tehran.

Just when Louise, Liz, and even Lavana thought Ronan had only brought some fruit, Ronan suddenly said to Lavana, "I'm planning to take you up north this weekend."

Do you want to come along?

Liz hesitated, but Louise didn't think much of it and immediately agreed, "Okay."

"Then it's settled. You don't need to prepare anything, just have the people in place," Ronan said.

After saying that, Ronan disappeared again in an instant.

Louise, who had already opened her mouth and raised her hands, paused for a few seconds, then, after regaining her senses, she gripped her knees, which were covered by sheer flesh-colored stockings and gleamed slightly, took a deep breath, and then looked up with a smile.

Liz's expression remained calm, but she felt a slight excitement inside, and her white-stockinged heels subtly twitched against the back of her slippers.

On Saturday afternoon, a day off, Ronan picked up three people.

He found a secluded spot, summoned a floating shield to construct a streamlined flying vehicle, and beckoned the three of them to come aboard.

With Ronan's abilities, he could have easily built a very spacious aircraft, but he didn't. It was only three meters long, just enough for Ronan to lie down and stretch out comfortably. The widest part was only three meters, and the highest part was less than two meters. There were four people in total, so they could only sit side by side.

Liz and Louise were well-traveled people, but this was their first time flying at an altitude of several thousand meters. Everything on the ground seemed tiny and insignificant, yet the mountains and rivers stretched out before them in a magnificent panorama.

Along with the novelty came tension. No matter how sure it was safe, it was thousands of meters in the air, beyond any control. His heart pounded uncontrollably, and he unconsciously began to move closer to Ronan.

Ronan, sitting at the very front, could feel Louise and Liz breathing.

Their feet drew closer and closer together.

"When we get to Finland, let's go take a Finnish sauna first. It's too inconvenient to take a bath in Tehran," Ronan said.

Chapter 1167 The girl's thoughts, well-prepared, but she let it slip?

Inside the aircraft, which is made up of tightly assembled floating shields, Ronan appears to be enjoying his short vacation in a relaxed and nonchalant manner, but in reality, he is analyzing Louise and Liz.

Louise accepted his invitation almost without hesitation, and Liz seemed to consider it for a moment, but judging from her behavior, she was also willing.

Both of them knew that Ravana was special, at least Liz was very clear about it.

If they were truly aware of their own importance, and if they had come to the Tehran training camp with a mission they needed to actively pursue, then they shouldn't have so readily followed Ronan, a suspicious person they were absolutely no match for, to a deserted place. Yet, they agreed and came along.

This suggests that they are not aware of their own importance and do not have any tasks that require their initiative.

Of course, we cannot completely rule out the possibility that the two were pretending, or that they were being incredibly audacious in trying to test Ronan and see what his purpose was.

Ronan was still unsure of the exact situation.

In fact, Ronan's judgment was mostly correct, but not entirely.

Louise wasn't quite aware that her implant was so unique and groundbreaking. All she knew was that she had participated in G&A's internal testing and that after the implant was placed, although she didn't directly gain a usable supernatural power, the magical world seemed to have become more transparent, and the operation of her own and others' supernatural powers became much clearer.

As for Ronan's invitation, she didn't give it any extra consideration.

On the other hand, Leeds is different.

Her implant was inside a summoned spirit. She wasn't some fool who knew nothing about this world; of course she knew how astonishing this was, something that would definitely attract the attention of the Kai ship if exposed.

But precisely because of this, she couldn't understand why her father had sent her alone to this training camp in the Persian Republic. Persia was full of top scholars in the field of artificial supernatural abilities. Elsewhere, even if she used her powers, few would notice anything amiss; they would simply assume she was a summoning mage with an implant. But here, even without using supernatural powers, some might still sense something was wrong.

And it was because of this lack of understanding that she agreed to Ronan's offer.

Because Ronan sent Lavana over, and Lavana is also a special artificial superhuman, Ronan must have had a purpose. If she figured out Ronan's purpose, she might be able to understand her father's intentions.

Of course, besides that, Liz also enjoyed talking to this older man. He was mature and witty, yet he didn't have the old-fashioned airs. He never talked about the past, and he was very insightful about extraordinary theories. He could often describe a problem in very concise language, which made her want to get closer to him.

"arrive.

Ronan said

They have now reached the northernmost point of Finland; further north lies the Arctic Ocean.

Finland is located at a high latitude, but the temperature difference between the north and south is also very large. The south is actually not as cold as many people imagine, just like Ross. In mid-September, the daytime temperature is still around four or five degrees Celsius. But the north where the group is now is very cold, already below zero.

After landing, Ronan led the three of them to a small villa.

The villa was built by Madam Zhao because she would come to the base every year after she woke up to see if Ronan had woken up, so she simply built a villa here.

"You guys change here first, I'll go get something to eat." With that, Ronan left the house.

Ronan had prepared the clothes, shoes, and socks well in advance.

Cotton shirts, cashmere pullovers, long fur coats, wool knee-length skirts, thick pantyhose, wool stockings, and suede knee-high boots.

"They fit perfectly!" Louise exclaimed softly as she paced back and forth.

Liz felt the same way; the boots seemed to be custom-made for her feet.

Ravana wasn't surprised; being able to tell someone's foot size at a glance was one of Ronan's skills.

While Ronan went to get food, Lavana went to chop wood to start a fire in the fireplace and earthen stove. Liz went to help; having lived in the countryside as a child, she often did chores.

Louise could only watch; being born into a wealthy family, she had no sense of responsibility for doing any work.

After finishing these tasks, Ravana went to burn stones, which were needed for the sauna that evening. The Rus' people also loved this, so of course she knew how to do it.

More than an hour later, the fireplace had warmed the room.

Just then, Ronan returned, bringing with him a large net full of Arctic shrimp, several large finned fish, a large piece of whale meat, and a basket of potatoes. The Arctic shrimp and fresh fish were caught, the whale meat was bought from Icelandic fishermen, and the potatoes were bought from villagers in a small village not far from here.

Arctic shrimp only needs to be blanched in water; it doesn't need to be fully cooked, the key is to enjoy its freshness and sweetness. The finfish is simply pan-fried in butter—very easy. Whale meat is like beef; stew it with potatoes.

And so, a simple dinner was completed.

The Arctic shrimp was delicious, and the finfish was good too, but what surprised Louise and Liz was the whale meat stew with potatoes—it was absolutely delicious.

It's not surprising that a high-ranking superhuman like Ronan can cook. There are plenty of superhumans with hobbies and skills. Louise knows that, according to some records, the historical Ronan also enjoyed making shoes for women.

But it's surprising that they could do it this well.

The whale meat wasn't anything special, and the potatoes weren't particularly good either, but with this seasoning, even stewed skin would taste delicious.

Although Lavana had eaten there many times, she was still surprised that Ronan's cooking skills were even better than those of the Duke's chefs.

"How about that? I'm amazing, aren't I? I used to be able to hold my own against the royal chef of the King of France. Oh, I was a descendant of the royal chef."

Ronan seemed to have let something slip, but Louise couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh, how are we supposed to eat the food in the training camp cafeteria after this?"

Liz frowned, thinking to herself, "Is that the point? Louise, are you stupid? Didn't you even notice?"

"Oh, okay? How about I bring you dinner every day from now on? You guys are super fast at delivering food." Ronan said in a teasing tone.