Chapter 80: I’m Still Hungry

I cannot help but sigh a little when I remember all the things I have to do, however, this day is still a cause for celebration, so I skipped official procedures and stated another decree, actually this should be decreed in the establishment of my nation but I guess I am too excited, and even if I did not decree it, my people are already partying like crazy and this decree makes their celebration legal.

[It was a very long time since something slipped your mind.]

Yup, Chapter 2.

[Ah, yes, I remembered, it was the time you asked me what Unique mea-]

Ok, anyway, I ignored the creepy guy that has been echoing in my ears from day 1 as I made a declaration in my hivemind that this day will be called the Day of Establishment and shall be recognized as the first holiday of Kamatayan, I can hear everyone cheer for what I just said. Even the seemingly unbothered undead race started dancing. The only sad person is my messenger because she has to rush and create a goatskin version of the decree, two copies of them, the first one will be used as a record in the archive room whilst the other is to restate it, tomorrow of course.

With one last glance at my hardworking group of crosswise messengers, I looked at the piping hot food in front of me and immediately started to eat, well I am not that of a foodie and I only eat things because of the impulse of the sin of gluttony.

_Huh, did they replace the chef?_

I said so as I took a glance at the head chef, it was Mirasol (That goblin who passed out when I first enslaved them) instead of Sipnayan, I wondered what happened... well, I cannot force someone to become a head cook if they didn't want to, and I can feel that she is still alive and kicking, being the one cooking for the party in Bulawan City.

With that, I ignored the matter of cooks as I continued to munch down all of the food on the table and after an hour, the meal was devoured me and Eleanor, however, I was not still satisfied and as I saw my wife standing up, I swiftly moved and then landed on the chair she was previously in and then grabbed her robust chest.

"Ngh~!"

A moan came out from the drunk lips of Eleanor, I kissed her delectable neck as I fondled my wife's enormous breasts, making weird, non-polygon shapes from them.

"I'm Still hungry..."

I whispered and side-eyed the servants, they immediately left, seeing my stare and hearing the moans of Eleanor, after they left, she turned around, freeing her mounds from my grasp, and then kissed me on the lips, I grabbed her right cheek with my one hand and continued playing with her motherly mound with the other as I coiled my tongue on hers, the usual submissive Eleanor was gone, probably because of alcohol, she kissed me back, not wanting to lose in my pace, but in the end, the inevitable always happen and her eyes started to lose focus, her legs started to turn into jelly as she unconsciously pressed her body closer towards mine.

I abruptly stopped our kiss, causing Eleanor to be startled, her tongue still sticking out as she looked at me with her submissive eyes.

"Mhore... Kish me Mhore..."

I started to also breathe heavier, no one is cuter than a wife begging you to devour her lips, thus, complying with Eleanor's needs, I used magic to float and coiled my tongue around hers once again and continued our kiss, we kissed in the lips, tongue, cheeks and neck as we created a barbaric dance in the corridor that all of the servants previously inside the kitchen retreated into.

They are there, but we act like they never existed as I started to strip the dress of Eleanor right in front of our room, the moment we entered it, all of her clothes were gone, left at the entrance of the royal quarters.

_Hara Sophia and Lady Eleanor will continue celebrating in the bed, it seems._

That was probably what they were saying in their minds, though right now, both Eleanor and I are too busy to care about such things.

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The next day after the blissful one-on-one celebration between me and Eleanor, I went and grabbed some change of clothes in the closet, all of the clothes except the ceremonial ones had the same design, black coat, white blouse, and skirt, it was quite scary how fast can Arachne's children create clothes but in any case, I also woke up Eleanor because we have a lot of things to do this day.

The party is over, we have to wake up to reality.

The two of us went into the bath while I hurled orders to my subordinates with this city's dwellers as a priority.

As I said good morning, even the untiring undeads grunted, however, I did not care for such a display of dissatisfaction and carried on.

One of the heavily disturbed is the secretary of construction whom I ordered to not start any kind of blueprint making and just start gathering resources, AKA chipping in one of the rocky mountains lying around outside our capital, it seems like I have to sell some of those, we only chipped a single mountain into half despite all of that construction.

Going back, I do not care about their rants because they cannot disobey my orders, I am their monarch plus their "respawn point", so if I killed them, they would never come back in front of me and will truly die.

In short, they just have to put up with it.

Oh man, how much I love monarchy, First retarded fartheads don't have the right to vote and lazy bums will get an ass whooping if they acted the lazy asses that they are. It is a win-win situation for a ruler, I love it. And I mean, they do not need to rest, so of course I have to use them at their full potential, so they should be able to understand that sooner, of course I also did not forget about the living and all of the orders I have to give them like giving all of the livestock we will rear and sell to the world and all that.

After we finished flirting and bathing, the two of us went into the dining area, Eleanor is quite lively today because I purposely made it gentle, you see, the reason why Eleanor did not object to my advances in the dining area yesterday is that we have drank a lot of beer, apparently some minor merchants have started to trade with the Bulawan city already, that is one of my orders.

Anyway, because Eleanor is drunk at that time, she cannot voice it out properly if I am going too far, so I purposely make my touch gentler than usual.

Another this I have to do is to hasten my eating, because on my office table there is a pile of names and surnames of my people in the capital, the population report for the Bulawan city is still being delivered.

Thus after a plate, I stood up and then said to Eleanor: "Eleanor, we will be going to your very own mega laboratory, please prepare while I fix things so that our departure will not be plagued by unfinished endeavors."

Eleanor was slicing a steak at that time and did not answer until she put it in her mouth and gulped it.: "Ok, I will follow."

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In my office, I one by one started to read the surnames picked by all of my people, the surnames come from the Filipino Language, of course.

[... Sibuyas (Onion)?]

Ehehe... Well, I just wrote what comes to my mind first, there are even slurs in there, but just ignore it because like 98% of the surnames are seriously thought of.

[No, why there are profanities? These surnames are for your people!] (Note: This is how I imagine Filipinos will name monsters if they ever got esikai'd)

I KNOW, I'M SORRY OKAY!? YOU DON'T EXPECT ME TO THINK OF 20,057,000 SURNAMES RIGHT!? EVEN THOUGH I KNOW ALMOST ALL OF THE WORDS THAT EXIST IN MY LANGUAGE, RIGHT!? AFTER ALL, I ALREADY GAVE THOSE TO THEIR FIRST NAMES, SO JUST LET IT SLIDE, OKAY!?

[But... You know what, just stamp your seal to their sorry names, please.]

Phew... Alright...

After such an intense argument about such an insignificant (?) matter, I used my seal that contains my face with my name written in baybayin to stamp the goatskins one by one after I picked up the people with backgrounds as military scientists and blacksmiths that are inside the undead population, I then choose who among them are top 100 with greatest credentials, contacted them through hive mind and then gave them orders.

My orders are for the 100, 50 scientists (chemists, physicists) and another half are blacksmiths to make 10 disciples each from the undead sectors, surely they are more suitable for the job because they don't get tired, of course until the center was built, they will not leave the capital. After hearing the response of the undeads, I went and ordered a carriage to be ready.

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Outside the palace, I was looking at the undeads with brooms sweeping their fingers and other body parts of them lying on the floor and then some of the undeads who had several parts of their body missing lined up in the plaza, more undeads distributed the parts which started to fly around to their respective owners.

While watching with Eleanor, I made a rundown of my yet unfinished plan, I am already 90% done with all the things I have to do, the only thing left is to wait for the livestock industry and create a textile industry for additional public jobs, of course, Arachne's children can produce silk, but from today on she will be my official scout and I can't bother her from producing eggs of spiders that creates clothes, right?

So, I borrowed the thesis of Arachne about the cultivation method of this silk spider that is already in a simplified format, I just have to find someone suitable to start the process of training living beings (because most of them have experience being sewers), training cultivators, etc. I have a feeling that I will be busy so I already finished creating the blueprint for the paper-making machine and the cloth-weaving/making machines.

And because the idea of paper and clothes is not yet engraved in them, I have to have an open-minded person in the goblins who can grasp the importance of these innovations, I have to go on a trip to the first layer because of that, I also have to supervise the creation of the machines...

Dang, I have a lot to do, and soon I am certain that letters from different people will start being addressed to me, so I have to hurry up, well, I never tire nor do I hunger so I can cram it all day all night without stop.

Going back to the textile industry, what I want to do is to introduce Baro't Saya to my people, I mean if the Japanese can introduce Kimono/Yukata/Hakama, then why not introduce Baro't Saya and Barong Tagalog right? Though I am skeptical about the latter because it was designed to not be able to conceal anything inside and was used to detect weapons, anyway, those are my cultural plans.

As I was thinking of those things, the carriage stopped in front with Ruphas as the one pulling the carriage while Eleanor also appeared beside me, I presented the way to the carriage that was surprisingly well designed and when she entered it, I also let myself in and closed the door, our destination is in the second layer, the future home of the Queendom's most advanced city.

[3rd Person POV]

Meanwhile, in the streets of the place called Urduja, named after the owner of the city, Duchess Urduja more popular as the Hero of the Sun, she who is known for her unrivaled might, she, who is famed from historical accounts to have destroyed legions all by herself is currently carrying bags after bags of things with varying uses, some are ingredients such as onions, carrots, some are clothes and other things that are necessary for a city-wide fiesta.

Of course, being Urduja's birthday, it is only normal that the territory that is named after her will hold a grand birthday party.

_But still for a single person, this is just too much._

Urduja sighed, watching the paling looks of people who have confidence in their strength as she effortlessly lifted goods that were worth three carriages on two shoulders, and much worse that, she was doing such a thing while thinking of something. Indeed, Urduja, the ever so stoic protector of humanity is feeling pitiful of her wife, Myra as she went with her buying gifts for her daughter whom Urduja promised she would invite.

_Naive... No wonder you got defiled easily._

Urduja sighed once again as she remembered the look of despair in the annoying mug of a certain white-haired knight peerage she did not even know existed as Urduja plunged her hand into his chest.

_Oh god..._

She once again sighed, not knowing what to do, on one hand, she had some personal business with Sophia, but on the other hand, she didn't want Myra and Sophia to meet, with how naive or rather blinded by guilt Myra was, she will probably not be able to feel it when Sophia starts skinning her alive and will go for a hug even if her bones were crushed and flesh torn.

This is not Urduja's exaggeration, for she knew how the minds of all her wives work, but still, she made a promise, thus she contacted one of her adopted daughters and said.

"Send the Invitation to the new monarchy of the great forest, the Duchess of Urduja wants to invite her to a banquet celebrating my birth."

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Side Story: Urduja's official noble title: Duchess of Urduja, Urduja Tawalisi (Capital of Urduja: Urduja City) well, they are obsessed with Urduja, that much I can say.