The True Master Arrives, and Another Evil God

"Also, during this first navigable season after the Immigration Act takes effect, send more people my way. I don't care which country in the Alliance they're from. By the way, promote the benefits of the Duchy a little more. I don't mind if you exaggerate by just a tiny bit.

For example, say the Duchy discovered a huge gold mine, and every prospector struck it rich; say one person working in the Duchy could feed the whole family; say every household had its own detached villa. Get the people here first. I won't let them regret it.

And that batch of elite intelligence personnel I asked for—once they're ready, I'll take Dreamscape Cruise directly to pick them up. The sooner the Faceless Men are deployed, the better."

"Consider it done. Leave it to me—I'll personally select them and guarantee your satisfaction! Also, the pan-continental organization you wanted to contact, the Red Maple Leaf Academy Alliance, has replied. They'll visit the New Continent before long."

On the other end of the video call, Livina patted her chest, causing quite a spectacular surge that left Evan a little dazzled.

Although Evan had plenty of demands, wasn't it only natural to do everything possible to make the paying client feel like spring had arrived?

One's mouth went soft from eating another's food, and one's hands went short from taking another's gifts. Livina had long since received a Child of the Sea Goddess Essence Fruit that Evan had delivered remotely. Finishing the whole fruit would allow her to reach Peak Third-Order with virtually no side effects.

Faced with such a top-tier treasure that even royal families of various nations could never produce, Her Majesty the Queen was naturally extremely enthusiastic.

After ending the call, Evan sat in the study at White Swan Castle, propping