I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

"Mon3tr! Take care of it. Watch out for that tail spike."

Mon3tr raised his bladed feet, which were covered with a thin, gilded film that made the four bladed feet even sharper.

"Clang—!"

The clown monster's tail stinger pierced the daylight, but contrary to its expectations, its stinger... snapped.

"So, you things that can't be killed in one go are really troublesome."

A pair of spinning cobalt blue triangular blades appeared behind Bai Zhou.

With a cutting sound, the two clown monsters were each sliced ​​into three pieces and fell to the ground.

This left Mon3tr, who was just about to confront the enemy, bewildered, holding his bladed foot.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

But it wasn't over yet. Three smaller clowns crawled out from the remains of the corpses. Instead of attacking, they scattered and fled with eerie laughter.

"Oh, is there anything else?"

Raise your hand and make a loose fist during the day.

"boom--!"

Six bolts of lightning struck down from the sky and knocked them down.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

Having survived the initial blow, the clowns got up and prepared to run again, their laughter filled with sarcasm.

"boom!"

"Are you still going to yell or not?!"

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

"boom!"

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

"boom!"

"Chirp chirp!"

"boom!"

"It's so annoying to hear them calling me all the time."

Kal'tsit checked the sharpness of Mon3tr's bladed feet after adding arcane energy, comforted Mon3tr who was frustrated by his lack of performance, then used arcane energy to make a pair of sunglasses, put them on, and stood aside watching the clowns perform what it meant to "keep laughing as long as you're alive."

What would Kal'tsit be like if she were to return to the sixteenth year and become more emotionally complex?

[Ruins of an abandoned village]

Green and red vegetables floated in the soup, bubbles bursting with the bubbling sound of boiling. The aroma enveloped the surrounding area for several meters, then drifted away on the gentle breeze.

"Phew, Kal'tsit the Chef, when can we eat?"

During the day, he squatted by the pot, staring at the vegetable soup inside and swallowing his saliva.

"Soon, please wait a moment, Your Majesty."

Pour the rolled-out noodles into boiling water, and Kal'tsit gently stirs the water and noodles to prevent them from sticking together.

"This is truly a delicious and anticipated dish."

Being able to eat hot noodles and vegetable soup in the wild is beyond leisurely.

At least, Kal'tsit rarely had the opportunity to drink champagne and eat cream cake when she was out.

The noodles cooked through quickly in the hot water.

The sweet and sour vegetable soup served as a gravy poured over the noodles was absolutely delicious.

He slurped down two large bowls of food before finally putting down his chopsticks, satisfied.

"Eat slowly, Kal'tsit. I'll go search the village again and see if there's any food left."

"Be careful, Your Majesty."

After Bai Zhou left, Kal'tsit finished the noodles in her bowl and felt about 80% full. She then began to tidy up the somewhat messy kitchen utensils and scooped out the remaining noodles from the pot to drain the water.

After that, having tidied everything up and with nothing else to do, she could only sit quietly in her chair, looking at the patterns on the table and trying to guess its age.

Kal'tsit suddenly felt uneasy.

Looking around, there was nothing I could do.

I got up to leave, but had to stay because daylight hadn't returned yet.

She wanted to practice her control over arcane energy more precisely. However, she didn't have much arcane energy at her disposal, and if she invested more, she would have to wear one less piece of clothing.

"..."

She had nothing to do.

Is this good? No, it's not.

She had forgotten when the last time she had free time was.

The feeling of having free time was very unsettling for her, who had been constantly busy.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Kal'tsit."

Bai Zhou carried a full bag into the house.

"I really don't know whether to sympathize with those villagers or thank them."

Everyone died, and the village was destroyed, but the vegetables planted in the fields are still growing well.

So, with a grateful heart and a sense of compassion, Bai Zhou picked some vegetables from the field as provisions for the journey.

"Let us continue on our way, Your Majesty."

Kal'tsit wants to get moving, she doesn't want to be a quiet, lazy lynx.

"Hmm. Perfect timing. I've found a new pack animal. I'll let that poor child roam freely here."

With new mounts and collected new supplies, the two embarked on their journey once again.

■

A town in the heart of Syracuse.

"There are so many Rupo in Syracuse."

Tailballs are everywhere.

In a typical family-run restaurant, Bai Zhou, dressed in a magnificent red and black cloud-patterned robe, held a glass of orange juice, observing the outside world while softly sighing.

"These Ruperts, born of wolf mothers, have managed to establish their own city-states in this chaotic region, which is quite commendable."

Syracuse once had extremely harsh living conditions.

To the north lies Letania, known as the Warlock Empire; to the east, Kazdel, which has endured countless hardships; to the west, Kazimierz, where iron cavalry are poised to strike; and to the south, a group of mad missionaries.

It's easy to imagine how arduous the trials and tribulations these wolf cubs have endured to protect their cultural history and survive to this day.

However, once you get through the toughest part, the road ahead becomes much smoother.

The northern land of Letania has fallen into what can be described as its darkest era.

Kazdel to the east has disappeared yet again, and it will not affect the surrounding countries for quite some time afterward.

The glory of the Kheshig, the nightmare of Kazimierz in the west, is gone forever. The Kuranta are suffering the same pain that their nemesis Ursus once experienced from them, and are utterly powerless to invade other nations.

The wolf cubs of Lateran and Syracuse in the south have no religious conflict, so there's no need to worry about any holy war.

This wonderful era is the golden period for these wolf cubs to develop.

"The Yan Kingdom also experienced similar hardships to them."

"The demons not only harass the Eastern Kingdom and Ursus, but they also inexplicably appear outside the Wall in the North and launch attack after attack."

"The Nightmare Cavalry was indeed a scourge that swept the world. Even the mighty Great Yan had to expend considerable effort to drive those guys away."

Recalling the glorious years recorded in the past, Bai Zhou sighed softly and said no more.

"Speaking of which, Kal'tsit, you said that about the Great Khan who conquered most of the world and almost unified it... right? What are your thoughts on that Great Khan?"

Kal'tsit has lived for so long, she must have some unique insights that are truly eye-opening.

"Great Khan..."

Kal'tsit took a small sip of the orange juice in her glass and gently shook her head.

"That Great Khan was undoubtedly a qualified monarch. He expanded the territory of his country and made his people stand above other races."

"But the war was also started because of him. A war between just two countries can displace countless people and rob them of their future. And a war that drags half the world into the water..."

That kind of war was terrifying.

"He was a great man, but also the source of evil."

"Great yet sinful..."

Bai Zhou chuckled, then raised his hand and ordered another glass of orange juice.

"If he successfully protects all the territories he has taken over, and his people can still stand proudly in front of other countries for hundreds or thousands of years, then he deserves to be called great."

"A person who can conquer the world but cannot defend it... no, it should be said that he is not destined to defend the territory he has conquered. Such a person is nothing but a pathetic wretch."

It's arrogant to talk during the day.

If it were anyone else, Kal'tsit could have refuted them, but it was he who said those words.

Kal'tsit had nothing to say about the true dragon of Yan Kingdom.

The true dragon of Yan Kingdom genuinely rescued its people from the clutches of the gods. And afterwards, it truly protected them very well.

Even though several incompetent emperors later caused the house to leak, their successors not only patched the leaks but also renovated the house.

Such a person certainly has the right to despise the Great Khan, and no one else has the right to refute him.

"Hmm, let's not talk about that."