Man on the ark, forced to become king

Immediately afterwards, golden light fell from the sky, completely enveloping her. Her consciousness, which was originally shrouded in wisps of black energy, was forcibly altered by unparalleled power, and tinged with a faint golden hue.

The space collapsed, and consciousness returned to the body. Lin Lu's smiling face appeared in the field of vision.

She seems unchanged, yet everything seems to have changed.

"A frog trapped in a dry well cannot see the real sky, and a summer insect cannot imagine the winter scene. The more ignorant one is, the more arrogant one becomes."

Lin Lu gently flicked her finger. In a fully conscious state, Koschke found that his body was out of control, uncontrollably raising and lowering his arm.

"You know nothing of true power and are completely unaware of your own insignificance."

"Come on, show me what you can do."

"No need to rush, you can release control over this body and let your consciousness return to your original self."

"Then I will find you, drag you out of the shadows, and crush you to pieces."

"Our game has only just begun."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kosiché's body remained seated in the chair, but his consciousness had vanished without a trace.

Theresa banished the consciousness that had attached itself to her body, leaving only an empty shell.

Lin Lu had completely understood Kosiché's methods.

So-called evil gods are just a form of deity. As it stands, Koschl can divide his consciousness and control different individuals to create his own schemes on earth.

This may also be a form of authority; she represents this kind of power.

This method of self-differentiation allows her to wander endlessly on the earth and live for a long time, hence the title of immortal.

However, it is utterly meaningless in the face of absolute power.

When the consciousness left here returns to its original body, the blessing of the Golden Tree, which has been integrated into it, will also return. At that time, no matter how Koschich hides, it will be useless.

A weak blessing might not be able to affect her true form, but it's enough for positioning.

Lin Lu believed that there was no such thing as absolute immortality in this world.

Even a golden tree rooted in the earth will one day wither and decay.

How dare a mere evil god claim to be immortal?

"Dance, run away... but don't let me catch you."

The important thing now is to participate in the Snow Festival and then find Talulah. Before that, Lin Lu doesn't mind letting Koschei run wild for a few days, provided that she stays far away and hides in a place he doesn't want to go.

"Won't doing this cause trouble?"

Although Theresa did not hesitate to take action against Lin Lu, she was still somewhat worried about what Lin Lu had done.

He kept saying he didn't want to mess with Ursus, but when it came to actually doing it, he showed no restraint whatsoever.

Now that you've voluntarily released that evil god's consciousness back, aren't you worried about affecting your upcoming itinerary?

“What’s there to worry about? I’m worried she won’t come looking for me.”

Lin Lu shook her head, not caring.

"A wicked god who only dares to hide in the shadows doesn't represent Ursus. If someone wants to negotiate a deal with me, only the Emperor of Ursus is qualified. What is Kosichrie? Does she even deserve to be my friend?"

"She better pray she doesn't get caught by me, or I wouldn't mind showing her what absolute power is."

"Okay, I hope you're right."

Now that things have come to this, there's no use worrying anymore.

Theresa sighed, composed herself, and looked up at the second-floor terrace.

No one noticed the commotion. On the terrace, the ruddy-faced Marquis Boris recited some meaningless pleasantries to the hall, announcing the end of the banquet. He seemed somewhat tired.

"These guys have finally had enough. I thought they'd never get tired."

Noticing the nobles in the hall exchanging greetings with a sickeningly hypocrisy, Lin Lu stood up from her chair, stretched, glanced at the girl slumped in her chair, and waved to Theresa.

"These guys do have something commendable about them; at least they have enough patience to endure this pointless and time-wasting banquet. I don't want to stay here a moment longer."

"Let's get down to business and get rid of that fat pig quickly."

Chapter Sixty: Madness and Betrayal

"My lord, there is a document concerning the infected..."

"Take it away, can't they use their own brains?"

Marquis Boris, who had just left the banquet hall, looked displeased and irritably waved his hand, scolding his subordinate who was holding the documents. His obese body swayed unsteadily.

"I spend so much money supporting them every year, and they can't even do this little thing right? These are just infected people, can't they just be dealt with?"

“But, Your Excellency, Chief Wilson reports that the public is already dissatisfied with the large-scale roundup of infected individuals.”

"so what?"

Marquis Boris narrowed his eyes to slits, slowly pulling out a handkerchief to wipe his palms, seemingly unconcerned.

“Cado, when did you become so cautious? They’re just a bunch of lowly people. Whether they’re satisfied or not doesn’t matter. Tell Wilson that if he can’t handle this, then find someone else.”

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Unlike the obese Marquis Boris, Cardo was a well-proportioned Ursus man, quite close to the traditional appearance of Ursus, strong and muscular, filling out his suit perfectly.

He was already used to the Marquis Boris's behavior, and simply bowed respectfully, watching the obese body slowly leave accompanied by maids.

'idiot'

Kado mouthed the words, but didn't dare say them out loud.

This is, after all, a marquis's residence, and the consequences of speaking carelessly are usually not good, especially given Boris's personality: arrogant, self-satisfied, stubborn, and capricious.

No matter how much you have to say, it's best to keep quiet here to avoid being overheard and getting into trouble.

But that doesn't stop him from thinking Boris is an idiot.

For Boris, Chernobog was a treasure trove from which he could take whatever he wanted. The opinions of the people were never his concern. He placed himself in a superior position and regarded everyone else as inferiors, lowly people, and tools for his pleasure.

If possible, most of the people of Chernobog would love to slaughter this stupid fat pig.

However, nobles are nobles after all. Backed by the empire, their status is far beyond the reach of commoners.

The only thing Cado could do was to join forces with Chief Wilson, and the two of them would use their meager power to slightly alleviate the pressure on the public.

It's only a little bit.

There were other nobles in the city, and countless eyes were fixed on the position of the city lord's secretary and the police station. They dared not be too obvious, and even if they wanted to, they were powerless to do so.

Unless they openly disobey the city lord's orders, there is very little they can do. Even Chief Wilson himself is not really able to control the military and police under his command.

Chernobog is a very complicated city.

Besides the nobles of all ranks, there is another influential force stationed here within the empire.

That is the military, the army. The army of Chernobog has close ties with the Third Army of the Empire, and even Marquis Boris cannot command them.

Within the city, the nobles and the military check and balance each other, making things very complicated and any action could trigger a chain reaction.

The more you understand, the more you feel your own powerlessness.

Nothing is more painful than watching a calamity unfold and being powerless to stop it. Kado desperately wanted to change everything and the situation in Chernobog, but he couldn't, which made his pain even greater.

Marquis Boris disappeared at the end of the corridor without even Kado not noticing. His white-gloved hands had clenched into fists, and the veins on the skin beneath the gloves were bulging.

He maintained the bowed posture until Marquis Boris was out of sight. Cado caught a glimpse of the gold-patterned hand and forced himself to remain calm, suppressing his expression.

This simple wooden stick represented the authority of the nobility, and could make many people feel suffocated.

He was one of them.

Are you resentful? Are you angry?

"Who?"

Kado felt a chill run down his spine, but kept a straight face and slowly walked out as if nothing had happened.

There are many guards at the Marquis's mansion, but they usually don't appear inside the residence so as not to disturb Marquis Boris's 'good mood'. So, if he wants to find a guard for help, he must first go out from here.

Patience is a admirable quality, but it is not suitable for all times.

Perhaps you need a little help.

Can't move!

No, it's that my body has lost control!

Kado's pupils contracted sharply, his face expressionless, as he continued walking forward. However, what was now controlling his body was no longer his own will; some external force had forcibly taken over the body, turning him into an observer.

Is he a sorcerer? Or an infected person?

The likelihood of them being infected is higher.

Ordinary sorcerers cannot silently infiltrate the Marquis's mansion and forcibly control his body. The infected are more powerful than ordinary sorcerers, and they have ample reason to take action.

It should be said that it was fortunate that the infected did not gather together and launch a direct attack on the Marquis's mansion.

What are your conditions? What do you want to do?

Kado couldn't open his mouth, so he could only silently pray in his heart, believing that the other person could hear him.