"Thank you. You are a very kind gentleman." / A Knight Who Isn't Don Quixote

These are all benefits brought about by being ruled by a utopia.

After all, the ruling class only believed in Master Huang. Although the social system of this country was still deeply influenced by the feudal aristocracy, at least it had a top person in charge of coordinating Order.

So, influenced by faith and historical legacies, something quite remarkable has happened: the Victoria upper class today does not discriminate against the poor.

The general consensus is: as long as you have faith in our Father and are capable, you can join us at the table to share the cake.

More than a hundred years have passed, and all social classes in Victoria are still die-hard fans of Master Huang, with a purity of 100%.

Almost no one was willing to enthrone Alistair II as the true King Victoria, and even the title was somewhat disrespectful.

My life is all provided by Master Huang, so who do you think you are?

Only the old nobles who hadn't been completely wiped out still harbored a sliver of illusion about the corrupt feudal aristocratic politics of a century ago.

In conclusion, I've read too many chivalric romance novels.

Charles Lynch...

Huang Cao knew this person; under the influence of the flesh Originium, he had completely merged with the Steam Knight, becoming a true machine spirit.

The Steam Knight's rescue in the original storyline was indeed very cool. At that time, Alistair's reforms were probably aimed at the lower classes, which is why he was overthrown by the original nobles.

However, the original aristocracy had been purged by the councilors under Master Huang more than a hundred years ago.

Currently, all of Victoria's reform projects are overseen by Master Huang, with the Parliament only providing support and offering no opposition whatsoever.

As for the reform measures proposed by Alistair before his public rebellion...

Huang Cao has some skills, but not much.

Give out benefits, give out generous benefits!

Alistair's reforms are nothing but empty promises, and he's using government money to boost his own reputation.

They didn't even provide any specific long-term operational measures; they just chose to make a quick buck and run.

All the measures only focused on spending money, without considering how to generate revenue to maintain the basic operation of the welfare system.

Once it's done, it's all over, and then the problem is passed on to the next person.

However, thanks to Master Huang's careful guidance, the vast majority of Victorians received a formal education, and almost no one was swayed by the old regime except for the remnants of the old regime.

In addition, the harsh natural environment unique to this region has attracted many people with refined tastes.

"Alistair and Edward read a lot of books when they were young, so why didn't any of them emerge as politically astute individuals?"

As Huang Cao walked along the spacious city road, he couldn't help but ponder.

I haven't restricted the Aslan's natural Propagation or intelligence, so apart from having a smaller population, it seems like there's nothing wrong with that.

Inside the palace, they were provided with the best food and drink, and books from all over the world were available.

This guy's freedom was indeed restricted, but his education was never neglected.

However, more than a hundred years have passed, and no king with both political and ruling abilities has emerged from Aslan's legitimate lineage.

You failed your political exam, and you dare to talk to me about governing the country?

Chapter 450: "Thank you, you are truly a very kind gentleman."

"Vina, kneel down. This is our master."

Huang Cao followed the clues to Vina's place.

The little girl lived in a residential building, a very ordinary one, with several households on each floor.

The space isn't spacious, but it's still quite comfortable.

He knocked on the door very politely, expecting Gawain to open it, but instead found a very beautiful Aslan woman.

Upon seeing the man's appearance, the woman immediately knelt down.

"Master Huang, please forgive our sins. Vina, kneel down. This distinguished gentleman is your master."

Looking at the little girl and the middle-aged woman kneeling on the ground, prostrating themselves before him, Huang Cao felt a mix of emotions.

It makes me feel like I'm a bad person.

Although I am indeed a bad person to Aslan

... But this land never belonged to anyone.

Get up.

Huang Cao gently pinched the face of the Aslan woman with his fingers. "Queen of Alistair II, are you kneeling here only for your child?"

Queen Aslan, whose face was being pinched, dared not speak, but only nodded tremblingly.

After Huang Cao helped the two of them up, he went into the small house alone.

He wasn't unaware that the two lived here, otherwise he wouldn't have come looking for them.

The reason he came today was simply because Alistair II had caught his attention, so he impulsively decided to see Vina as a child.

Otherwise, even decades later, as long as they don't want to exploit the situation, the mother and daughter can continue to live peacefully in this small house.

"Madam, you should know what Vina's father has been up to lately. I know you and Vina have been living in this little house since the child was born, but blood doesn't lie."

"Master Huang, I understand, I understand everything, but this child has never been exposed to anything related to the court. I swear, she is truly innocent."

"I beg you to spare her life; I'm willing to give anything."

Huang Cao didn't look at the tearful mother with much interest.

Instead, he took out a tissue from his pocket and tossed it to her, then picked up Vina with a kind expression and held her in his arms.

"The little one's ears are quite soft, and his hair is very well taken care of; the lady must put a lot of effort into it in his daily life."

Little Vina sat blankly in her uncle's arms, not understanding why her mother was so afraid.

Aren't we a normal family?

Seeing the puzzled look in the little lion's eyes, Huang Cao nodded in satisfaction.

Vina's mother was right.

The little lion never received any education about the court when he was young, and he didn't even know who his father was.

"Madam, I've come here to offer Vina a chance, to help her become the future Premier of Utopia, Victoria Province?"

I don't understand your intention.

The woman's eyes were full of suspicion; it looked very much like a fishing trap.

If we say "yes" later, this man might think that my daughter and I still harbor thoughts of restoring our former glory, and a whole bunch of axe-wielders might suddenly appear from the side the moment we finish speaking...

But if they say they don't want to, the man in front of them might think that they, mother and daughter, are scheming, and then the outcome will be the same as above.

They were doomed to be chopped into mincemeat by the executioners, no matter what. As for saying nothing...

"Vina, would you like this lollipop?"

Seeing that the woman remained silent, Huang Cao did not intend to make things difficult for the mother any further. Instead, he took out a colorful lollipop from his clothes.

"Want to!"

The young lion cubs were completely unable to resist the temptation of desserts, their eyes revealing a longing for their favorite treats.

"Your lives probably aren't that great."

Huang Cao rested its head on the little girl's head and used its tentacles to move a stool for her to sit on and chat.

Why would you say that?

After a brief observation, Huang Cao discovered that Vina's body was in a sub-healthy state, and at the same time, the smell of food in the air was very faint in this small, cozy room.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, this mother and daughter are likely living in relative poverty.

"I'm not good at that kind of work. After leaving the palace, I managed to find a job writing letters, and after paying the rent, I didn't have much left."

Vina's mother lowered her head as she recounted her hardships.

She really wished that she and her daughter had been born into an ordinary family, so that she might have had the opportunity to receive a complete vocational education and that their life wouldn't have become so difficult.

Vina's mother and Alistair II's marriage was also a political one, and almost no one benefited from it.

Who would willingly marry a king who has no power and whose life is constantly in danger?

For the conservative aristocracy of Victoria, there were few choices in this era, and Vina's parents had no choice but to accept this marriage that no one was satisfied with.

However, Vina's mother loved her child very much, and with the help of some people, she escaped from the palace while the guards were not paying attention.

This was naturally aided by Master Huang's covert cooperation; otherwise, they would never have had it so easy.

However, Vina's mother had little experience in normal social life due to her long-term life in the palace, and had to learn everything from scratch.

Fortunately, her elegant speech and neat handwriting allowed her to manage to get a job that she could barely make ends meet.

Four or five years passed like this, until today when Master Huang came knocking on our door.

Seeing how much her daughter loved candy, Vina's mother felt a pang of heartache.

As the capital of Victoria, Londinium naturally has a high cost of living, but it has no other choice.

If she were to leave the Mobile City, she would have no way to guarantee her own and her daughter's safety; it would be a miracle if she were still alive.

"Don't worry, you don't need to worry about me suddenly making trouble. I really want to nurture Vina."

"As for Vina's father, I'm sorry, my councilor wants him dead."

With a thud, the lollipop in Vina's hand fell to the ground.

"Big brother, do you think my dad is going to die?"

Four-year-old Vina looked up, seemingly pondering the meaning of the word "death." She thought she had heard her mother mention the word before.

"That's right, poor little Vina, you may lose your father in a few days?"

"But who is my father?"

Vina's mother and Master Huang looked at each other in silence, the former immediately showing an embarrassed expression.

Alistair II had no affection for his wife and daughters, so he couldn't expect them to have any affection for him either.

The affection that Vina's mother and Vina had for Alistair II was not even as strong as their reverence for Master Huang.

You'll understand when you grow up.

Huang Cao then pulled a fragrant and soft maple bread from his pocket, unwrapped it, and began feeding the lion cub.

Vina was so cute as a child.

That damned Alistair II! If I hadn't been here, this mother and daughter would have been killed by you.

"This child isn't in school yet, is he?"

"No, esteemed Master Huang."

"From today onwards, you two officially obtain Utopian citizenship, which is equivalent to Victoria citizenship."

Vina's mother's large tears dripped onto the cold ground, wetting her beautiful face.

"Thank you, you are truly a very kind gentleman."

Vina's mother did not doubt the man's promise; as the supreme ruler of Utopia, she probably truly looked down on him like an ant.

She still didn't understand why it had to be Vina.

"I sensed a regal aura emanating from her, but this aura wasn't oppressive; rather, it represented a new choice. Victoria needed a change, and I needed a new pair of white gloves."

"This is this girl's chance. Of course, it's not a done deal. I need to observe her for a long time. If she doesn't pass the postgraduate entrance exam in the future, I won't force her. I'm willing to give her true freedom, as long as this little one doesn't get in my way."

Huang Cao's clothes seemed to contain a treasure trove, from which he pulled out all sorts of snacks, and also two identity cards representing citizens of Utopia.

"Once you're ready, let Vina go to school. Children's curiosity is hard to satisfy. Should I find you a new job, Madam?"

Chapter 451: Not Don Quixote's Knight

"Poor Alistair II, he still doesn't know that his good brother Edward has died. The Yan Country has not made the whole story public in order to protect Wei Yanwu, and we can't expect the Victorians to tell him the truth."

He was even thinking of going to his good brother Edward to meet him in hell.

All of the plans of the contemporary King Victoria were carried out under Master Huang's very nose, which was like a farcical tragedy.