In front of the prompter, Luo Su held up three fingers.
"The first is that the Reunion Movement's attack this time is my fault."
"The second reason is that I feel I can sever my debt relationship with Grand Duke Baikal."
Grand Duke Baikal, a fanatical militarist.
He always hoped to restore past prosperity through war.
He was stationed on the outskirts of Chernobog when the incident occurred, allowing the conflict to erupt and escalate, intending to use the attack on Lungmen as an excuse to go to war with Yan Country. He committed suicide out of fear of punishment after his conspiracy was exposed.
"I plan to capture the Black Snake, force the details out of him, make them public, and make him and another warmonger, Viscount Dunkel, commit suicide. At that time, the debt will have nothing to do with me, and I might even be able to use this opportunity to swallow a portion of those two guys' assets."
[Ah, are Ursus nobles' faces so thin? They just commit suicide after their conspiracy is exposed?]
The prompter was a bit astonished.
In response, Luo Su pointed to Hui Hui's avatar.
"Hui Hui is already working overtime. She told me that my magic item—the shadow ring—will be delivered in just seven days. Hmm, its function won't be weakened, and it will even gain spatial storage capabilities."
The power of money is great.
After Hui Hui asked Raiden Mei to buy some supplies to take back, Youyou's father suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking of a more elegant magic device model, and felt that he could add some spatial arcana, and also slightly increase the manufacturing speed.
The prompter instantly understood.
The magic item Hui Hui was crafting borrowed the power of the Ghost Shadow General—once the ring arrived, the Shadow Legion would naturally arrive too.
Grand Duke Baikal would be forced to commit suicide, even if he didn't do it out of fear of punishment.
As for the Black Snake... the old Black Snake would not oppose the Shadow Legion.
Even if Luo Su killed one of his bodies.
The Shadow Legion couldn't sustain a regime, but it could easily make a regime unsustainable.
[Skadi is right, nobles are born schemers.]
The prompter looked at Luo Mou, sighing with emotion.
But then, it felt something was off.
Wait, didn't Luo Su hold up three fingers?
Why did he only give two reasons?
[What's the third reason?]
The prompter asked.
Luo Su silently put down his index and ring fingers, leaving only his middle finger, which stood proudly in the prompter's view.
After making this gesture, he looked at the prompter who had slandered his character, and slowly spoke.
"There aren't three reasons; I was just giving you the middle finger."
[You motherfucker!!!]
Today, the prompter's font was exceptionally large.
Chapter 28: My Strength, All in Your Imagination
This was the second time.
Talulah looked at the unluxurious villa ahead, taking a deep breath.
Perhaps realizing that the man named Luo Su was completely different from the rumors, she disguised herself and entered Chernobog, looking through the stories of Ya Zi.
Ya Zi—a subspecies of dragon known for their fierce temperament and love of fighting.
Of course, compared to these, another characteristic of theirs was more famous.
—Petty.
It is said that they once directly raised an army to rebel because The Emperor of Yan had omitted their clan when bestowing wine, and even though the emperor at the time was strong enough to lead troops to defeat giant beasts, they did not hesitate in the slightest.
Raising an army to rebel was obviously a capital crime punishable by extermination of nine generations.
But since Ya Zi were a branch of the imperial family, The Emperor of Yan would also have to report to the execution ground if he exterminated nine generations of their clan.
So, The Emperor of Yan at the time made a lenient decision—to strip this clan of their titles, remove their court robes, take off their crowns, and exile them to Ningguta.
As a result, on the way to exile, these guys knocked out the escorting officials, shouting, "The Emperor of Yan, he who has strong soldiers and horses should be it." They assimilated the greenwood bandits and rebelled on the spot.
The Great Yan Emperor, unable to bear it any longer, led troops to encircle and suppress them, leaving only a dozen or so people to continue the branch, who were then exiled to Ningguta.
It is said that even at that desperate point, they still seemed defiant and tried to continue rebelling.
So much so that later they weren't even allowed to stay in Ningguta and were exiled to Siberia.
Luo Su was a descendant of those last few Ya Zi.
"Is this what Yan Country people mean by 'a hundred generations of hatred can still be avenged'?
"Are they really prepared to fight to the death with the Yan Emperor's lineage?"
Beside her, the woman codenamed FrostNova sighed softly.
That man was indeed seeking the throne of Victoria.
Victoria, a world power.
Although it seemed fraught with crisis due to the vacant throne and the division among the Eight Dukes.
But if someone could achieve centralization, then Victoria would show the world why they could occupy the most fertile central valley of Terra and maintain Victoria's supreme world system.
"I don't know."
"But he is indeed seeking ultimate power."
Talulah shook her head. She looked at the sky; the Ursus sky was always bright.
However, beneath that boundless sky, it was always gray.
The Reunion Movement was attacked.
A group of Infected came to the edge of the Reunion Movement's encampment. Out of pity for their kind, the Reunion Movement allowed them to set up camp beside their own base and shared a little food with them.
But at night, those Infected bared their fangs.
They rushed into the Reunion Movement's encampment and detonated themselves.
Fortunately, Patriot had been training the combat units with military discipline, and the attack by those people was intercepted by the guards.
But—
A team of shield guards and night watch soldiers were affected by the Originium blast.
Those not infected with Oripathy became infected.
Those who already had Oripathy saw their condition worsen.
Talulah's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of gloom.
She needed Originium suppressants.
Otherwise, those warriors might die.
"Are you sure you want to ask Luo Su for the medicine?"
Beside her, FrostNova's voice was quite hesitant.
She undoubtedly hoped to obtain Originium suppressants, because in that night raid, her adoptive father, Patriot, was also affected.
Moreover, many members of the Reunion Movement desperately needed that... "Yes, I think a person who can find four descendants of the Red Dragon even in Ursus wouldn't be unable to acquire Originium suppressants."
Talulah took a deep breath and looked towards the distant villa.
"But that's Luo Su!!"
FrostNova's voice was more intense than ever before.
Luo Su.
A Ursus noble, the last pure-blooded Ya Zi, an ambitious man who intends to ascend to the peak of Victoria... Every identity felt like a mountain, stacked together, their terrifying weight almost suffocating FrostNova.
Even if a person with such an identity acted gently, it wouldn't change his essence as a political creature.
To ask such a man for even a drop of water would require repayment in blood.
In fact, she had even suspected whether that explosion was also Luo Su's arrangement—a sudden disaster, enough to force her to ask him for help again, establishing a clearer subordinate relationship.
But after much deliberation, she dismissed that speculation.
Luo Su didn't need such an action that might cause her extreme discomfort.
That guy had sold her a large amount of supplies at an extremely low price, including even rare items like canned meat, canned fruit, and fresh vegetables.
With just a period of supply, he could control the Reunion Movement's logistical system and establish his deterrence over her.
And gratuitously creating a tragedy, if discovered by her, would instead lead to an irreversible breakdown of their relationship.
The essence of politics lies in trade-offs and balance.
Attacking the Reunion Movement was not in Luo Su's interest.
So, is it you?
Talulah, through FrostNova's eyes, watched herself.
The reflection in those eyes seemed to be herself, yet also another person.
Koschei, that demon... is he coming after me again?
Talulah's expression instantly became almost ferocious.
What is that guy up to again?!!
"Talulah... what's wrong?"
FrostNova's alarmed voice interrupted Talulah's memories.
"...Nothing."
Koschei, everything you brought me is rooted in me, but even if this will be my eternal scar, everything in the past is already over.
It's... over.
No, everything you brought must be ended.
As long as she wasn't defeated by him, then there would be no more Black Snake in Ursus.
The Red Dragon, parasitized by the Black Snake, took a deep breath and walked towards the villa of that ambitious man, who was perhaps no less formidable than the Black Snake.
She knocked on the door.
Last time, she had exchanged the legitimacy of ascending to Victoria's throne for a fixed supply trade.
So, this time, what would her side have to pay?
Talulah looked at the unadorned villa, feeling that the dark wooden door was like a huge Ya Zi's gaping maw, dark and deep, as if waiting for prey to enter.
She pushed open the door and, as expected, saw that man again.
Only this time, unlike before, there was no terrifying-looking white-haired woman, no overly lively boy, and no purple-haired girl who seemed to blend in but never quite did.
But some things remained unchanged.
His jet-black hair.
His glacier-like eyes.
And that indifferent expression, as if he saw through everything.
Talulah organized her words, wanting to state her request, but before she could speak, the young man had already anticipated everything.