Chapter 148 The first harvest season after the arrival of virtuous ministers and wise men has arrived as scheduled...

Splash—

"Wow!"

The leaves rustled, and Andra, lying under the tree, suddenly opened his eyes.

She instinctively opened her arms and caught the figure falling from the tree.

Bang!

Eleanor's chin hit the nail plate, and tears welled up in her eyes from the pain.

Damn it... why is Andra always wearing armor? Thank goodness it's not full armor, or his face would be smashed flat!

She didn't even have time to rub her chin; she quickly raised her hand and made a pushing gesture in Wang's arms.

"Wait, don't kill me yet!"

It's too late to say this. Based on her understanding of this "Andra," she would first stab a suspicious person through with her sword, and then speak slowly and leisurely with a smile.

Although she had been stabbed by Andra more than once, she refused the meaningless pain.

“...Heh.” Andra paused for a moment, then laughed.

What an interesting guy.

How did this person manage to hide in the tree without being discovered by her?

Wang glanced at the tree: it was slightly bald, and it was hard to imagine that such a small canopy could completely conceal a person.

She had been assassinated by many powerful assassins who had undergone rigorous training from childhood as one-off killers for decades.

They're all dead, died easily, unlike this person right now, still babbling on and on.

Andra pinched the suspicious girl's mouth shut and pressed her finger against her philtrum to make her stop.

"You mean I can kill you after you finish speaking?"

Wang leaned half her body against the tree trunk, adjusted her legs, and then realized that Eleanor was still sitting on her lap.

"......"

"......"

The two fell silent for different reasons.

Cold sweat trickled down Eleanor's neck.

She didn't think Andra was joking. This "King Andra" would kill and set fires with a smile at the drop of a hat, and then end with "Oh, how boring."

The black-haired girl shook her head vigorously.

Andra chuckled: "Shaking your head won't work either. Speak, and I'll wait until you finish before I kill you."

After she finished speaking, she let go of his hand, pretending not to notice where he was sitting so brazenly.

Eleanor blinked, and the powerful king leisurely raised his right hand, gesturing as if to say, "Speak, I'm listening."

Damn it, he died way too fast this time. I wonder if he'll even waste the flower petals.

Even so, she was not prepared to give up immediately.

Eleanor pondered for a few seconds, then smoothly said, "Andra-Wang, you must find the world boring, right? That's because many interesting people are trapped in a barren reality. They can unleash their hidden talents by completing three things."

King Andra?

Andra is very bothered by this nickname.

From the moment she ascended the throne, no one ever addressed her that way to her face.

Everyone calls her "King" or "Your Majesty".

In diplomatic settings, foreigners would address her as "Your Majesty," "King of Hetuya," or "Holy King."

Only some remnants of a dynasty would secretly call her "King Andra" behind her back, so this person is a surviving member of the royal family of a certain country.

But that's not right either.

If he were a remnant of royalty, he would have practiced extensively in private and would not have revealed any flaws in public.

Moreover, her pronunciation of "Andra-Wang" was not fluent; it sounded more like she was simply calling him by his name and then casually adding "Wang" to make up for it.

...These days, who would call her by her first name?

In a flash, Andra made a lot of connections.

She was a little puzzled by her tolerance of this dark-haired girl: this person was still rubbing against her leg and wouldn't move; anyone else would have been killed long ago.

Wang deliberately ignored her most unusual reaction: When has she ever caught someone falling from a tree? It's ridiculous.

Andra buried her doubts in her heart and asked calmly, "Which three things?"

Eleanor said earnestly, "Promote high-yield food and planting methods, invent more convenient and inexpensive writing systems, and deliver knowledge and food to the most impoverished places."

For a moment, the king's expression cracked: Do you want to hear what you're saying?

What arrogant nonsense! Is that something a human being could do?

But when she looked directly at the girl in front of her, she saw unparalleled confidence in her eyes, as if she had already achieved it time and time again.

If he wasn't a madman blinded by delusions, he probably does have some real talent.

Andra pressed on with curiosity, "Hey, if I ordered you to do these things, to what extent could you accomplish them?"

Seeing her curious eyes, Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief: Great, it seems there's still hope.

Even if it's a non-existent, flawed worldline, she wants to do her best to save it.

The girl grasped the king's hand earnestly and said, "As long as you give me enough manpower and support, I can complete the first two steps within three years!"

If this scene were to be passed down to future generations, history books would certainly include the line: "The king was drinking in the wilderness when a wise man approached and offered advice. The king was amazed by his ability, took his hand and said: 'Excellent!' He then appointed him as a high-ranking official."

The "ministers" in the illustrations are mostly sitting opposite the king, with a chessboard and two cups of wine between them, and perhaps an apple that has fallen to the ground.

But Andra has now realized something through the clear "three years".

"Do you know where there are high-yield grain varieties?"

"Yes, I know, we can take people to dig anytime."

Eleanor agreed without any hesitation.

She's been running this business for generations, and now she's a ghost wandering around. How could she not know?

That's very interesting, this is really interesting.

Andra stared blankly at the girl in front of her. Rationally, she knew this was interesting, but her emotions had their own ideas.

Thump, thump.

Her heart was beating slightly faster, and her eyes were slightly sore; it wasn't a pleasant feeling.

Why?

Andra withdrew his playfulness and stunned expression, and began to carefully examine the black-haired girl who had fallen from the sky.

Ignoring the other party's strange ability to conceal themselves and the knowledge that can be artificially instilled, what is most special is the strong attraction that has been working from the very beginning.

Was it because of the medication? Did she sprinkle some strange powder on me when she fell?

Wang finally reached out and pushed the girl off his lap. This casual action caused her to feel a sudden, bewildering pain the moment they made contact.

She didn't want to; her body didn't want to do it.

Andra looked at the black-haired girl with surprise and doubt: Why? She's... kind of cute.

"Huh?"

Eleanor fell on her bottom and realized just how intimate her actions had been; in this life, they were strangers.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she apologized hastily, patting her robe as she stood up. Her right hand seemed to be reaching out to grab someone next to her, but she quickly withdrew it.

When the girl had her back to him, a feeling that could be described as cowardice whispered in Wang's ear.

"She's dangerous, kill her!"

No.

Without hesitation, Wang refused and quickened his pace to surpass the past.

Ignoring his unusual emotions, Andra said in a hoarse voice, "Fine, then come with me. I want to see what you're capable of."

As she brushed past the girl, a faint fragrance wafted from her hair, soothing and delightful.

"?" Eleanor saw her stagger and wondered if there was any ditch nearby. Years of alcoholism had indeed taken a toll on her health.

She trotted along behind Andra, a smile involuntarily spreading across her face.

As they walked, they began to walk side by side. Only when the king "unhappily" sped up did Eleanor realize what was happening and quietly slowed down to follow behind.

The two entered the city one after the other, and Eleanor hadn't been able to stroll around town properly in a long time.

She skipped along with her feet, then suddenly noticed a brightly polished bronze mirror on a street stall, its surface reflecting her image perfectly.

*Slap*

The girl's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Andra in front of her also unconsciously slowed down.

Eleanor ran up to the vendor, picked up the bronze mirror, and stared incredulously: "Cupid, what are you doing?!"

Princess Eleanor's face was nine-tenths similar to her appearance before she time-traveled, but the face in the mirror now only resembled her appearance before time-traveled by seven-tenths.

The difference may not seem significant, but one is a minor tweak, while the other is a complete degradation!

Eleanor was beautiful both before and after her time travel, but the girl in the mirror... well, she was probably only good-looking enough for a friend or relative to compliment her, saying, "You're quite pretty too."

So that's how she was sitting on Andra just now. It seems her lover's words, "Don't worry, I love you as long as it's you," weren't a lie after all...

What are you delaying?

A hand reached over my head and picked up the mirror.

Wang casually flicked out a gold coin, which landed with a clink in the merchant's jar.

"Alright, let's go."

After saying that, he held the mirror in one hand and tightly gripped Eleanor's wrist with the other.

Andra walked forward without looking back, as if the strange girl would vanish into thin air if she let go.

......

The queen, who had been away for a long time, returned to her loyal palace, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon he caught his breath again: Wang had brought a strange "guest" this time.

This guest elder may be a boy who has taken the secret medicine, or a young man who has not. His appearance is rather ordinary, but he has a strange and convincing aura.

This person has cascading black hair, and his amber eyes seem to see right through you as he speaks.

Wang's explanation after probing was: "Her? Oh, she claims she can double grain production within three years and also create something called paper."

What is all this?

The ministers believed that the king had been deceived by a clumsy swindler.

King Wang always likes to make jokes that aren't funny. This time, he probably deliberately trusts this swindler and then laughs as his ministers are completely fooled by him.

Those who could survive for decades under Andra's command were all quite capable, and they were on high alert towards Eleanor, testing her in various ways.

Wang acquiesced to their probing, and Andra patiently observed from the sidelines.

She silently decided in her heart that she would "temporarily" stand on the side of the guest minister in this game, but she never received Eleanor's plea for help.

As time went by, everyone's attitude changed from wariness and suspicion to deep surprise.

They quickly realized that this person truly possessed extraordinary talent. Even those who were most distrustful and malicious towards her would change their minds after a single encounter.

This woman is very focused on what she does.

She seemed to care most about food, demanding the king and others' full support in this area alone, and even came up with several new inventions that allowed her to make money while lying down, all in order to improve the quality of grain production.

Wang allowed her to promote her new planting method anywhere, providing her with money and manpower as needed.

If it weren't for the others threatening suicide—primarily forcing Eleanor—the king would have been able to get crops planted across the country according to Eleanor's methods in the first year.

Eleanor was a very considerate guest. In the first year, she only allowed the nobles to cultivate a small number of experimental fields on their own estates, so that the seeds collected from various places could be carefully planted according to her instructions, in order to save the seeds.

And so, the first harvest season after the sage's arrival arrived as scheduled.

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Author's Note: Andra is only truly patient with Eleanor. Just think, in the fictional love story, she was willing to be Eleanor's "loyal general" for decades... The scenes I observed were so sweet and romantic (bird eating potato chips.jpg).