Chương 288: The Eccentric Fat Dragon is Easy to Foole

Koolin's long speech made Roland and Vina fall into deep thought.

Logically speaking, it seems feasible to deliberately expose one's pure golden fox bloodline.

However, the prerequisite is that different factions within the imperial political system must receive this information simultaneously at once in order to achieve the desired effect of muddying the waters.

Roland suddenly realized and looked down at Corinne.

"So that's how it is. You instigated the Red Dragon to stay in my group so that Bizan would choose to hold the arbitration meeting on the spot."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, you are so clever, you guessed my little scheme right away."

Koolin smiled and took Roland's hand, immediately starting to flatter her, adding further explanation.

"By luring Fatty Red Dragon here, I can not only prevent you from being taken away by Tiger Head, but also further increase the external attractiveness of the Roland Group headquarters."

"There's a dragon, the rising Roland Group, and you, the beautiful and noble Golden Fox Princess."

"As long as they have the time, even the nobles of the border legions will try to attend this arbitration conference. We can definitely stir up the waters even more murky than a succubus's bathtub."

Ignoring Corinne's strange analogy, Roland raised a new question.

"Fine, even if what you say is true, the Empire and Bizan will restrain each other because of my bloodline."

"But this also means another force is watching me. What if those nobles, lacking any sense of martial virtue, try to rob me?"

Koolin was prepared and pointed out the window.

"Isn't that fat female dragon there?"

As she spoke, she grinned, revealing a cunning smile.

"Your Holiness, that fat female dragon is greedy, playful, and very easy to fool."

"With your expertise in food production and pornography, you could absolutely treat her like a pitiful kitten and manipulate her at will."

"What pornography?! Don't slander me out of thin air!"

Roland glared defiantly, her tail making a threatening lashing motion.

"You say I have a talent for food production research, and I won't argue with you, but when have I ever done anything erotic?"

"I, Luo, only read brief histories of the empire and do not associate with ordinary nobles."

Looking at the feigned innocence of Roland, Koolin couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle wickedly, her eyebrows curving into an infuriating smile.

"Hehe, the news of your cooperation with the succubus is not exactly a secret among the higher-ups, Your Excellency."

"Although you are still an innocent girl, your knowledge is certainly no less than that of a succubus, so please stop pretending."

Holy crap, this 1. 3-meter-tall dark-skinned elf is so annoying!

Looking at Corinne, who had made comical expressions without any instruction, Roland felt her anger was about to burst from her fox ears.

Watching this scene from the sofa, Vina couldn't help but chuckle, recalling a certain night.

"Hehehe."

It would have been fine if she hadn't laughed, but once she did, Roland couldn't hold back anymore, and she opened her spatial ring and pulled out half a whip.

"Secretary Koolin, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll slap you, believe it or not."

This trick was indeed surprisingly effective against the dark-skinned elf.

Koolin immediately squeezed her legs together, revealing a frightened yet obedient expression, and covered her mouth with her hands folded together.

But where neither Roland nor Vina could see, her small, pert buttocks, which were completely disproportionate to her height, swayed from side to side with an almost imperceptible amplitude.

……

The next day, following Corinne's plan, Roland prepared to go out and make contact with the red dragon Augusta.

However, Roland still needed to make some preparations before setting off.

At this moment, she was applying a disguised white alchemical dye to the tip of her tail to conceal the pinkish fox fur.

The purpose was to prevent the remaining members of the Church of Vulcan from discovering their overly pure bloodline beforehand.

"The alchemical dye is applied, Miss Roland."

Nightingale, the personal maid, put down the brush in her hand, checked Roland's tail from left to right, and said after confirming that there were no omissions.

Roland took out a clean comb, ran it along the tail twice, and then reached out to smooth the fox's fur.

I could only feel its smooth texture, with no trace of dye residue. It felt like it had been treated, making the texture even better.

"Tsk tsk, alchemy is truly amazing."

Roland couldn't help but sigh.

If there were a hair dye on Earth that was gentle on hair, left no residue, had good results, and worked quickly, the hairdressing industry would absolutely boom.

Maybe the streets will look like a scene from an anime, with colorful hair everywhere.

The nightingale, standing nearby, looked at Roland, who still had the heart to sigh over the gold dye, and her tone was full of worry.

"Miss Roland, the arbitration conference is in a few days. Aren't you worried something might go wrong?"

Roland had just woken up not long ago and hadn't had a chance to tell Nightingale about Corinne's plan yet.

Therefore, in Nightingale's eyes, Roland is now a pitiful little fox girl who has been bound by the dragon clan's restraining ring and has no way to escape.

And that damned tiger-headed Bizan clearly wanted to beat his Miss Roland to her knees and take her back to serve the saintess!

She had finally made progress with Roland a few days ago, successfully becoming the master of the millstone, and she was thinking of taking it a step further.

When Roland met Nightingale's anxious gaze, a warmth instantly filled her heart.

The nightingale's care made her, who was traveling alone, feel a touch of family warmth.

She grasped the nightingale's hand in return.

The nightingale's palms were cool to the touch, so there wasn't a drop of sweat on them.

Although the skin on her palms was not as soft as that of noble ladies, it had the strength unique to warriors, and it looked like it was full of explosive power, capable of displaying agile combat skills.

Roland looked into the nightingale's eyes and gave a gentle smile.

"Don't worry, Nightingale, I already have a solution for the arbitration meeting."

"Solution?"

Nightingale looked at Roland with a completely bewildered expression.

She walked around Roland twice, looking her over thoroughly, almost as if she had stuck her head under Roland's skirt to peek, just like last time.

However, no matter how you looked at it, Roland showed no signs of having a fever.

"Miss Roland, you're just trying to comfort me, aren't you? You've been at church these past few days, where did you find a solution?"

Roland confidently puffed out her chest, her ample breasts bouncing energetically.

"Hey, you really underestimate me."

"That Secretary Kou Lin, and the Red Dragon you took to the spicy snack factory yesterday, are actually our reinforcements."

Nightingale didn't pay any attention to what Roland was saying; her eyes were automatically locked on the two bouncing white rabbits, and she muttered to herself.

"I didn't underestimate you, this is huge."

After saying this, Nightingale snapped out of her daze, awkwardly facing Roland's disdainful gaze, and forced a smile.

"Excuse me, Miss Roland, were you referring to Secretary Corinne?"

"Is that 1. 3-meter-tall dwarf-elf reinforcement?"

"yes."

Upon receiving Roland's reply, Nightingale's mind conjured up the image of Corinne's classic subterranean elf, instantly reminding her of the Dark Scholars Society hidden in the dark depths.

"Miss Roland, if I'm not mistaken, Secretary Corinne is a member of the Night Scholars, isn't she?"

Roland nodded and recounted Corinne's general plan to Nightingale.

As for Vina's existence, she cleverly concealed it with her choice of words.

"Nightingale, you can talk to Jenny and Cat Mai about the details of this plan in a bit. Their acting skills are quite good, so the orc monitors outside won't notice anything amiss."

"I see."

The nightingale nodded solemnly.

"I understand. Now go and prepare my clothes for today."

"Ideally, it should be a set that is noble yet has a touch of exoticism, emphasizing the characteristics of the golden fox, while maintaining the elegance of imperial nobility and also containing the savage feeling of the southern orcs."

Roland started chattering away, then leaned back on the sofa, relaxing her posture.

He's just like a difficult client.

Upon hearing this, the nightingale's expression froze, and its long ears twitched slightly.

Is this some kind of mockery of her?

She carefully examined Roland's expression and, seeing that he wasn't joking, finally replied helplessly.

"Received, received~"