A Man in Another World: The Yellow-Haired Warrior Who Infiltrated Pure Love

Yuan Hua glanced through the curtain, then looked at Torreya.

"Brother-in-law, you can ask."

Torreya nodded.

"Does your empire have any hostile countries with which you have very tense relations?"

Yuan Hua took out a small notebook.

"They're all fine. The only country with whom we have conflicts is a small one, so it's probably not worth taking the risk."

Torreya took the pen from Yuan Hua and wrote "[Dulaov]" in the notebook.

"These are the countries that have conflicts with us."

"Forget it, let's start from within."

Yuan Hua shook his head and turned the notebook to the back.

“Your country has always had warmongers who want to start wars.”

"There are many more."

Torreya wrote down more than ten entries.

"Cross out the people you're close to."

Yuan Hua tapped the notebook lightly.

"Um……"

Torreya crossed out more than ten at once, leaving only four in the end.

[Commander of the Third Imperial Division, Pudov], [Inspector General of the Cavalry Battalion, Bodruf], [Grand Duke of Shukas], and [Chief of the General Staff, Perseus].

"Just these four?"

Yuan Hua looked up at Torreia.

"It seems you have quite a few supporters."

"Of course, many officials assume that I am the future crown prince, and with my foolish brother lacking ambition, the vast majority of officials are quite close to me."

Torreya became a little proud...

"Don't worry, I have my own intelligence network, and I can guarantee that my list is completely accurate."

"Okay, among these four people, who is in cahoots?"

Since there's no moisture, things are much easier to handle.

"The Third Division Commander and Grand Duke Shukas."

Without a second thought, Torreya placed his index finger on the name of Grand Duke Shukas.

Is he an official?

The duke's status doesn't prove anything.

"No, he is a prince."

Torreya glanced outside the car; they were still in a flat plain.

“He is my uncle, Hughes Mododdukao.”

"Judging from this, it's quite possible. I've wanted to get rid of this old geezer for a long time."

Torreya's eyes were filled with displeasure.

"Whether it's him or not, please take good care of this person when you get back."

Yuan Hua casually tossed the notebook aside.

"Hey, hey, don't throw these things around!"

Torreya quickly caught the notebook.

"I don't want to cause trouble for myself, after all, many of the names on the list are important officials."

"By the way, brother-in-law, are you so sure it was him who did it?"

Torreya looked at Yuan Hua suspiciously. This behavior seemed irrational; after all, arresting someone required evidence.

"You don't need to ask me about this kind of thing."

Yuan Hua frowned.

"When your life is threatened, you need to use the process of elimination to filter out all the people around you who pose a threat to you."

"Next time you might encounter danger, go through the names on the list in your mind and think about whether their recent behavior has a criminal motive, and whether things that are detrimental to you can create benefits for them."

"Does your father really need to personally teach you how to identify potential dangers around you?"

Yuan Hua lifted the curtain and went out.

"Stay close to me. If the opponent's strength far surpasses ours, I can take you into the dark room at any time."

(P.S.: Each darkroom is independent, just like a hotel room, so you won't run into other people. Some darkrooms can even be used as storage rooms. Not all darkrooms are erotic rooms for keeping girls.)

"Okay, I know."

Torreya's heart tightened, and he followed Yuan Hua's footsteps.

"My brother-in-law is even more reliable than I imagined..."

Torreia is also showing signs of becoming a fanboy...

……

"The prince has appeared."

The assassins lurking in the shadows gradually emerge from the surface...

"If necessary, the prince must also die."

Another assassin in black was already poised to strike...

We understand the logic, but Umaru really doesn't understand why you guys are wearing night clothes in broad daylight.

"Ahead lies the Floating Light Valley. We'll move out as soon as they enter."

"Yes."

"Look! There's a fat chicken!"

A sudden sound rang out, followed by a deafening explosion!

boom----!!!!!

The grove of trees within a radius of 100 meters was completely razed to the ground by the massive explosion!

"Don't think I can't smell you just because you're squeezing your butts tight. Your tone of voice reeks of dog poop. Did you forget to brush your teeth before you left home?"

Yuan Hua led Torreya as if taking a stroll toward the assassins' severed limbs.

"Holy crap, did it get out of control and kill them all?"

Chapter 149 Thousand Hands Toraya: You're not dead, are you?

"Thank goodness, there's still one survivor."

(P.S.: Things get a bit risqué in the Doron Empire, now it's all about the fun and humor.)

Yuan Hua, still conscious, lifted the assassin off the ground. The assassin's right hand and both legs had been blown off, and the flesh at the severed limbs was writhing and looked quite frightening.

"Who sent you?"

Yuan Hua slapped him hard across the face without any hesitation.

"Pah! I'd rather die than tell!"

Yes, that's very assertive.

Seeing the assassin's stubbornness, Yuan Hua lost the will to waste words with him.

"Then we'll extract your soul, search it directly, and finally cause trouble for your entire family."

Yuan Hua placed his hand on the assassin's head, slowly injecting magic power, making the assassin dizzy and giving him the illusion that "Holy crap, this guy can really search souls."

Yuan Hua couldn't help but chuckle to himself. How could he possibly know how to search souls? Demolitionists always emphasize maximizing energy utilization; this kind of delicate work is simply beyond their capabilities.

"Stop! Stop! Don't hurt my family! I'll talk!"

The assassin struggled incessantly; he was terrified...

"Yes……"

"..."

"What is it?!"

Torrea yanked the assassin up, but the assassin had already raised his weapon, a trail of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth...

"He bit his tongue."

Yuan Hua glanced at them indifferently and then turned his attention to the corpses of the other assassins.

"Search them and see if you can find any useful information."

……

There's nothing there.

Torreya shook his head.

"These assassins disfigured themselves with red-hot iron masks before going out. Most of the charred scars on their faces were fresh, and they carried nothing but weapons."

“That’s cruel.”

Yuan Hua gritted his teeth and kicked the corpse aside...

In his eyes, there was no such thing as respecting the dead; the useless were simply trash.

"They are warriors."

Torreya ripped the black cloth off the last assassin's face. As expected, the man was so disfigured that even his own mother probably wouldn't recognize him.