I'm in Terra

PS: Many book lovers say that Hokusai has been lazy these days.

(Actually, Hokusai wanted to write every night, but as soon as he logged in and started playing games, he was attacked by all kinds of melon dogs, and then he lost his mind and only thought about emo.)

Wine Pool and Meat Forest: 7 Emperor's Blade

The greatness of Ursus is above everything else, this is the common concept in the hearts of every interior defender.

Interestingly, each of the internal guards had a different understanding of Ursus. Some believed the emperor was the symbol of Ursus, others believed the people were its embodiment. Still others believed that individual power was irrelevant, and that the overall strength of the country was the core of Ursus.

Naturally, these internal guards secretly split into different factions, and these factions often fought each other.

"That's rare. Haven't you made up your mind yet, David?"

A lazy yet elegant voice echoed in the inner guard's ears, but the inner guard, who had been standing quietly on the roof of Victoria, remained motionless. He calmly looked up at the enchanting woman who had suddenly appeared beside him, and a deep voice came from under the mask.

"We are currently on a mission. Also, don't call me by my name. The Emperor's blade has no name."

"Hmm~"

Kasheina scoffed noncommittally. A sharp blade often requires an extremely strong will to counteract the demonic will within its body. Many warriors choose to embrace the greatness of their country as their own belief in suppressing the demonic consciousness.

But in fact, the individual's clear understanding is the best weapon to suppress evil spirits. Simple obsession can only suppress the spread of evil spirit fragments.

Why does Kasheina know so much? Well, she assisted in the creation of the first Emperor's Blade.

Moreover, the emperor's sharp sword is often regarded as the embodiment of national will. Where does "national will" come from?

The black snake that had tried to devour the evil demon smiled without saying a word.

"David, you've been in Luxembourg for almost a week. What do you think of Victor?" Kashena tightened her coat. Even though it was spring, the nights in Luxembourg were still extremely cold.

She set off when she noticed that the internal guard had returned. If she had known earlier, she would have worn two more layers of clothes when she went out.

"A talented person, someone who could revive Ursus but also bring it to the brink of destruction." Neiwei murmured his opinion, "I really don't know where you found such a dangerous talent."

"Don't worry about it. I'll make good use of him." Kashena snorted softly, her expression visibly relaxed. "It's a good thing you're in charge this time. If Fyodor had sent those old-fashioned guys, I'd have to think hard to make excuses."

"You have to call him Your Majesty. Even if you're dissatisfied with him, you must respect the supreme throne of Ursus." The inner guard snorted coldly and strolled towards the eaves. "Also, even if you come forward, I will not fail to conduct the necessary tests. Whether you can succeed as Governor is up to His Majesty. But if you want to inherit the position of General, then that is within my scope of responsibility."

Kasheina smiled slightly when she heard this: "Don't worry, he will give you a surprise. You must be careful not to make any mistakes when the time comes, okay?"

"That's better." The inner guard nodded as a greeting, and then disappeared into the cold night without looking back.

Only Kashena was left on the roof, enjoying the night breeze.

The next morning, when Victoria climbed up from the two charming maids, Kashena was already standing outside the door.

"It's hard to imagine that you have no attachment to the beauty in the bed?"

"If you were there, maybe there would be." Victoria put on his clothes and prepared to go to the yard for morning exercise.

"Hmph, you're so smooth-talking. Those two toys are not worthy of lying in the same bed with me." Kashena snorted, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Get ready in the next two days. That guy is going to test your skills. Don't end up lying on top of a woman and being unable to get up."

"Thanks for the reminder." Victoria raised his eyebrows calmly, but his hands climbed up Kashena's slender waist dishonestly:

"Have you ever seen me mess up because of women? They're just two virgins. I can handle two more easily. Speaking of women, my return gift is about to arrive, right? Are you interested in helping me take a look?"

Kasheina twisted her waist slightly and shook off Victoria's mischievous hands: "Wait until you finish dealing with that one."

"It's a word."

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That afternoon

When Victoria finished a day's work and was about to find a place to reward himself, the familiar strange feeling came over him again.

But this time Victoria was calm and composed. He first sent away the driver and guards, then walked alone to a street snack bar to have a delicious snack, and then slowly walked towards the abandoned area in the south that had not yet been restored.

"You kept me waiting for almost two hours."

When Victoria arrived at an empty square in the southern district, the inner guard who had been following him showed up.

"You are so rude."

Victoria refused to back down. "How can you start fighting right after get off work? At least let me eat and rest a little. I'm not one of those useless people who just sits there doing nothing. The amount of paperwork I have to deal with every day is overwhelming."

"It was my mistake." After hearing Victor's reason, the inner guard actually bowed to Victor. However, the next second, a dark blade flashed from a distance.

"But one thing at a time, now is the time for assessment."

clang------

A crisp buzzing sound was heard where the swords collided.

Even though the inner guards started the attack at zero frame, Victory still drew the ceremonial sword at his waist in time. The black long sword and the white long sword collided in the air, sparking sparks.

All's fair in war. Victor ignored the inner guard's sneak attack. He first slashed with his sword, forcing the inner guard back, then pulled out a small bottle from his bosom and drank it all in one gulp. With the blessing of the 'Wine Pool', a constant flow of power flowed from Victor's body, quickly bringing him into a state of calm.

"Interesting." The inner guard noticed the change in Victoria's aura, but he also smelled the aroma of wine wafting from the bottle. Drinking to enhance one's condition was a fairly common technique.

However, no matter how good the condition is, it must have real materials.

The inner guard raised his knife and rushed towards Victoria again. Victoria was naturally not afraid. The two of them fought for several rounds, each ending in a draw.

"Hmph, not only does it have the ability to enhance your status, but it can also slowly recover from injuries and strength? That's a pretty good technique."

After several rounds of fighting, the inside guard also had a general understanding of Victoria's true strength.

In terms of strength alone, he had a slight edge, but in terms of speed, the two were almost the same. Initially, the inner guard could have slightly outmatched Victor thanks to his battle-tested skills, but he also noticed Victor's exceptional recovery speed.

If they just keep fighting like this, I'm afraid they won't be able to determine the winner even after a hundred rounds.

Seeing this, the inner guards decisively skipped the stage of mutual testing and started to take real action.

"In terms of martial arts, you've passed the test. Now let me see if you're qualified to be a general!"

Wine Pond and Meat Forest: 8 Lose one thousand to yourself and eight hundred to the enemy.

Suffocating, like a tide flooding over the head.

Pitch-black mist seeped out from the windbreaker, and the dark figure alone, just standing there, made people feel an indescribable pressure.

"Those martial arts exchanges just now were just for fun, now it's time for the real thing."

Victoria swallowed subconsciously. His mind was clear and he knew that he should not be afraid when facing the internal guards.

But he couldn't do it, his body couldn't do it.

Regardless of will, the moment the inner guard summoned the mist, the body's instinct had already unconsciously emitted an aura of fear.

Even if the physical strength of the two is about the same.

"I understand. You're too young."

Just as Victoria was struggling to overcome the discomfort in his body, a vague voice belonging to the internal security guard came through a special instrument.

"No matter how smart you are, no matter how strong your body is, you are still too young. You have not experienced the heart-wrenching pain, nor have you been tormented by war and conspiracy. Your will cannot transcend the flesh, and therefore you cannot resist the power of the demons outside the Tao."

"Isn't it... a little... too early to tell me this now?"

Listening to the emperor's emotionless evaluation, Victoria struggled to straighten his body bit by bit. The fear brought by instinct was still like a leech, but years of martial arts experience allowed him to regain control of his body bit by bit.

Of course he knew that Neiwei's evaluation was correct. Even though he had lived two lives, in his previous life he was just a otaku who liked playing games and reading novels. Even though he was reborn on the land of Terra, his life experience had prevented him from experiencing real suffering.

But so what? Who says that to have a strong will you have to go through hardship? Who says that to overcome fear you have to be unyielding?

He wants to be strong, he wants to own everything, he wants to create his own legend in this strange yet familiar land.

He believed that this ambition would not be lost to anyone, and his strength would carry him to the clouds.

'The east wind has risen, ignite, charge! ! ! !'

With a slight flick of his finger, Victor popped out a general card that no one else could see, and replaced it with the old but strong veteran who had fought in many battles.

The fire is burning.

"Hmm?" Beneath the pitch-black mask, the inner guard felt his rising power come to a sudden halt. He realized something and immediately drew the pitch-black long sword hanging from his waist.

clang------

A collision sound far louder than before echoed in the deserted ruins. The two men's weapons collided fiercely, and a gap was created almost at the same time.

Whether it was Victory or the Emperor's Blade, their powers were greatly enhanced by their respective secret techniques, so the first to wail was not any one of them, but two weapons that had been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations.

"amazing!"

The immense force sent both men flying. Even the usually steady inner guard took a few steps back. Though his beloved sword had been chipped, the inner guard showed no sign of distress. Instead, he stared intently at the young man before him.

If the scarlet light in the dark fog can be called a gaze.

"Three minutes, just three minutes, and you've broken through yourself and freed yourself from your instinctive fear. I've heard from other internal guards about heroes like this, but I never expected to witness them with my own eyes today. This trip was well worth it."

"There's nothing to brag about." Victoria stroked the chipped blade. This sword was truly a masterpiece, remaining intact even after such a clash. "I underestimated you, and those legends. If you wanted to, I would have been dead three minutes ago."

The inner guard chuckled without emotion: "Haha, it's okay. I'll treat these three minutes as a reward for your bravery. Next, the real test will begin."

"Happy to accompany you."

Victor's eyes narrowed, and he no longer tried to restrain the raging fire within him. The boundless heat surged from his dantian to his limbs and bones, constantly burning Victor while also providing him with strength.

Throughout history, there have been many who have sacrificed their lives for justice. Victor admitted he couldn't live up to such a noble cause, but when it came to the courage to risk his life, he was willing to take a gamble.

"Drink!!!"

As his body heated up, Victor's movements became faster and faster. Gradually, even the strengthened inside guards could no longer keep up with Victor's movements, and the previously smooth tactics became conservative without him noticing.

As a combatant, the inner guard was the one who could most clearly understand Victory's condition. He knew that Victory had now abandoned his original defensive and recovery abilities, and instead continuously consumed a lot of physical strength to suppress him. He also noticed the abnormal heat in Victory's body.

But he knew even more clearly that if he continued to stalemate, he would be the first to die. Because there was no source of fear around him, the power he had taken from Victory would soon dissipate, while Victor continued to krypton life to strengthen himself.

That's it for now.

The thought of a ceasefire flashed through Neiwei's mind. He threw away his beloved sword without hesitation, and when Victoria dodged sideways, he opened his arms and let the black mist on his body continue to spread.

"country."

Victor was startled, then quickly moved away from the inner guard. However, the realm he imagined did not appear. The black mist spread for a while before being quickly absorbed back into the inner guard's body.

But Neiwei did not take pride in having tricked Victoria, nor did he take advantage of the opportunity to do anything dirty. He simply picked up his sword and disappeared after leaving behind a few incoherent words.

"That's all for today. I'm very satisfied with your performance, and I will report it to His Majesty."

Victoria did not dare to be careless and remained alert standing there for a few minutes. Only after he confirmed that the internal guards had completely disappeared did he sit down on the ground, take out the bottle of wine and drink.

Huang Gai's power was still somewhat beyond his expectations. He had not expected the flames burning in his body to grow endlessly. Although the power that followed was also getting stronger and stronger, even the strongest vitality could not withstand the burning method he was using.

Fortunately, the internal security guards noticed something was wrong and stopped in time, otherwise if the fight continued like this, he would have been burned to death before he could even win.

Fortunately, Dong Zhuo's Wine Pool skill is powerful enough that he doesn't have to worry about being crippled by a fight for now. However, he should still use the Jie Huang Gai card with caution in the future. While the "death trap" card sounds powerful, it actually means you're being killed first.

After drinking all the liquor he had brought with him, Victoria barely regained his mobility. Looking at the increasingly dark sky, he could only limp towards his mansion.

PS:

Internal Security: Luckily I ran fast, otherwise the tube would have been pulled out. Young people these days have no moral principles.

Jiuchi Roulin: 9 Competitions

Saint Stewart Castle

Deep inside the palace

Fyodor has been feeling uneasy lately. The faction of old nobles, headed by several ministers, has been trying to evade his decrees, while the new nobles promoted by him personally are showing signs of slipping away from his control.

Following Witte's advice, he also tried to gradually dismantle the ironclad defenses of the old nobility, but unfortunately, one of his trusted aides, Rossiya, failed. He was defeated by an unknown young man who had barely completed his coming-of-age ceremony.

How could he sleep like this?

As an emperor and a symbol of Ursus, he should have been able to make things happen in his country at will, but the reality was like a young dragon that crashed into a quagmire and was dragged down by the mud coming from all directions.

Among the new nobility, the old nobility, and even in the Imperial Parliament right under his nose, there were many people who disagreed with him. While they called on the people to recall the glory of the late emperor, they openly sucked the blood of Ursus.

The people who smoked the flu could not stand up straight, and the infected people had to hide from the flu and live a life worse than death.

How can such a person have any glory? How can he restore the prosperity of Ursus?

We must find a way to eliminate these pests one by one. Fyodor clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with indignation.

He needed a revolution, or perhaps a war, a revolution that would help him and his country achieve Nirvana.