It was called the Curse of Misfortune.
Of course, since she had accepted the Old Emperor's favors and hush money,
she couldn't exactly "act like a monster."
So the Curse of Misfortune was very minor.
Put simply, from now on, the man would be stuck in a state where "instant noodles never came with seasoning packets" and "there was never any toilet paper when he went to the bathroom."
It wouldn't kill him,
but it would definitely drive him crazy.
Lan Qingyou herself wouldn't want to live like that for long.
It would be a life of "never knowing a moment's peace."
Still, since it wasn't life-threatening and didn't count as especially bad luck, it was something the Old Emperor could accept.
That way, aside from the unlucky fellow whose name she didn't even know,
both the Old Emperor and she had a bright future ahead of them.
"So... when do we start the second experiment?"
The fiefdom was someone else's business.
But the experiment involved her, too.
So, after Albert had "offered his advice" to Lan Qingyou, he turned his attention back to the experiment.
Less than two days had passed between the time they captured the two Thieves and the time Lan Qingyou became a "Marquis in all but name."
So, after they had completely perfected Divine Summoning Magic Array 2.0,
Albert was already getting impatient.
To be honest,
if the Old Emperor hadn't suddenly interrupted them by sending palace attendants today,
he might already have been drawing the magic array on the base below.
After all, even without the final summoning itself, just drawing the magic array took quite a while.
And that was with the array's diameter limited to ten meters.
"Then let's begin. To be honest, I can't wait either."
To Lan Qingyou, the fiefdom