Even though Victoria no longer lived in Norvinsk, his mansion was still well maintained by Paul. Every week, servants would come to the villa to clean it, and this study was no exception.

At this time, there was another visitor in the study, Nova Sarah.

The young but extremely plump and charming girl was now leisurely looking at every corner of the study. As a member of the caravan, she instinctively sensed the preciousness and heritage of these furniture.

This is exactly what she longed for.

Click————

The sound of the door opening interrupted Nova's thoughts. There was only one person who would enter the study at this hour. Nova composed herself, smiled, and looked back...

"Kneel down."

A whisper without a trace of emotion sounded from behind her. It was a voice she had never heard before. She had no idea who was standing behind her, but a certain fear engraved in her bones made Miss Nova, who was hiding a secret, recall something.

That is a secret that must never be explored.

Nova's knees softened and she instinctively knelt on the ground, her thick snake tails entwined together and tied into a beautiful knot.

This is the meaning of submission, which means that she has absolutely no ill intentions.

Unfortunately, Victoria wasn't about to let the girl go so easily. He strolled over to the bookshelf and pulled out a biography he hadn't read. He then ignored the girl and leaned back on the sofa, flipping through the pages.

Five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour...

No matter how patient Nova was, she could not bear such torture. Whenever she wanted to stand up or speak, the pressure would crawl up her body like a leech and push her back to reality.

Finally, after the minute hand went a full circle, Nova, who could no longer bear it, chose to surrender.

She knelt on the ground with her body prostrated, burying her head deeply in the carpet.

Victoria put down the biography and asked with a smile, "Nova Sarah, what an Ursus name! Do you know why I asked you to kneel?"

Nova raised her head with difficulty and looked up at the smiling boy: "...Because I'm not honest enough."

"wrong."

Victoria snorted disdainfully. "I want you to kneel down and talk to me, that's all. I don't want to know who sent you as a spy, nor do I want to know what you intend to do by betraying your master. Compared to these, I am more concerned with your interesting name and your family's constant escape and migration."

Nova was speechless, her eyes gleaming with surprise and relief. Just as Victor had said, she had agreed to someone's orders and traveled thousands of miles to Norvinsk to try to get close to Victor for some purpose.

She wasn't there to be a spy or a woman whispering in someone's ear, but to uncover a deeper secret. And all of this was discovered by the young man she had never even met...

What a terrifying insight...

"Nova Terra, this is our family's true name. To escape a disaster, my ancestor changed his name to Sarah after fleeing to Ursus."

Nova knelt on the ground again, but this time, it was out of request and admiration.

"But my ancestors still failed. Disaster has crossed time, space, and even surnames, and has befallen me once again. Therefore, I want to find someone who can help me solve the problem."

"Solve the problem?" Victoria narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Nova nodded: "Please save me, I'm willing to do anything."

Wine Pool and Meat Forest: 97 The Hatred of the Quetzalcoatl

Terra, this is the name of this land. Its origin is not a convention, but comes from the inner recognition of all races.

Yes, all races, more specifically all races except the Sarkaz.

Because except for the Sarkaz, the native race of Terra, all other races on the land of Terra are outsiders.

Whether they were mythical beings or ancestors who evolved from animals, they all arrived here through the "Star Gate," a special device connecting the north and south of Terra. Therefore, upon their arrival, the meaning of "Terra" and "Earth" was deeply ingrained in everyone's mind and passed down from generation to generation.

These secrets were theoretically long lost, but as a dedicated Arknights player, Victor possessed a profound understanding of them. In the era of information explosion in his previous life, even the slightest interest in these news would have spawned scores of commentators digging into them.

For example, the star gate is a preservation program opened by a previous civilization. Another example is that the beast-eared girls today are the result of directed evolution because the Originium, which records human information, infected animals. Another example is that the current star gate has been abandoned, etc.

Among them, Victor actually knew a thing or two about the snake race that dared to use the name Terra as its surname.

A race that was synonymous with arrogance and strength, but gradually died out due to simple reasons such as acclimatization, the former master of the sky - Quetzalcoatl.

only......

"Didn't the Quetzalcoatl tribe die out long ago?" Victory's expression remained unchanged as he stared at the girl kneeling beneath him. "As far as I know, the Quetzalcoatl no longer exists. Even if there were any descendants, they wouldn't be as miserable as you are."

"How did you know..." Nova's eyes widened when Victoria revealed the secret of her life. But she soon remembered something and knelt respectfully. "Yes, the Quetzalcoatl tribe has long since vanished. My ancestors abandoned their power, territory, and wealth. Even their terrifying surname was arbitrarily changed after they fled to Ursus."

We have only one pursuit, and that is to allow our family to continue and no longer be affected by this curse from our bloodline.

"But you can't do it, and you don't know how to do it." Victoria slowly walked towards Nova, put his right hand gently on Nova's head and rubbed it. The girl's head did not have the wings that a feathered serpent should have, but there was slightly unusual smooth fur on both sides of her head.

After confirming that Nova was transforming into a feathered serpent, Victor began to check other parts of the girl, including her pupils, fangs, bone age, developmental status, etc. In just a moment, he knew Nova's condition clearly.

"The fall of Quetzalcoatl did not happen overnight."

After understanding the girl's current situation, Victoria freed his right hand and casually wiped the water stains off Nova's clothes. "Their downfall ultimately stems from their deep exposure to Originium and their unfamiliarity with the local climate. To ensure the continuation of their race, the Quetzalcoatl made many crazy attempts. Spells, Originium, forbidden powers, even promiscuity—as long as it could be used to perpetuate their race, they experimented without restraint. If I'm not mistaken, your ancestors were part of this experiment, right?"

"Yes." Nova nodded repeatedly, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes: "My ancestors have the blood of the feathered serpent. It is said that the first three generations can still wield some of the power of the feathered serpent. But the good times didn't last long..."

"The hybrid bloodline weakens much faster than the original Quetzalcoatl bloodline, so your ancestors became failures and were kicked away by them." Victoria sat back on the sofa, his mind already thinking about other things.

"After being kicked out of the Quetzalcoatl clan, your family probably had no place in Sargon, right? Inheriting the Quetzalcoatl's bloodline and hatred, but not the power of the sky, it's not easy for such a waste to survive in Sargon. But since you have inherited the name of Terra, it means that your ancestors have not given up this hard-earned power, right?"

"That's absolutely right. Is this the power that belongs to you?" Nova looked up, her eyes filled with uncontrollable envy.

"Power?" Victoria sneered, not bothering to explain further. "I already understand the reason. Now, tell me why your family moved to Ursus, and why you came to me."

Nova knelt on the ground and crawled all the way to Victoria's feet, treating Victoria as a savior. "Because of the curse, the curse of blood. Originally, our clan hid their identities and barely survived in Sargon with the little power in their blood. But about a hundred years ago, a curse hidden in our blood suddenly broke out, and all the adults in our clan died one after another from a strange genetic disease.

The clan leader at the time, my grandfather's father, led the remaining members of the clan to the snowfields under the guidance of a mysterious priest, and only then was the disaster suppressed. Even so, only a handful of people in my family could live past the age of fifty, and my father died of illness on the day I came of age...

"Relying on the surrounding temperature to suppress the bloodline's instincts?" Victor narrowed his eyes, trying not to let Nova notice his shock. He didn't understand why moving from the tropics to the frigid zone could suppress a genetic disease, but that didn't stop him from revering Sargon's ancient sorcery.

"But this is only a temporary solution, not a permanent cure." Nova took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "Actually, the high priest mentioned a method that might be able to eradicate this genetic disease, but no one in our family has achieved it in all these years."

Victoria opened his eyes, raised his foot and gently stepped on Nova's head: "It's not what I think it is?"

"Exactly what you think." Despite Victoria's humiliation, Nova remained submissive, lying on the ground. To her, honor, integrity, and even these seemingly insignificant honors and disgraces were less important than life. To survive, she had to rely on the young man before her.

"The solution the high priest offered was to use the blood of another kind of divine people to completely confuse and dilute the Quetzalcoatl blood in my body. Preferably, it should be the blood of a close relative of Liberi or Fidya, such as... you."

"That's a good idea, and the method is quite feasible." Victor nodded as expected, then lifted his foot. "But what makes you think I will definitely agree to your request?"

Wine Pool and Meat Forest: 98 Death of the Quetzalcoatl

Victoria loved beautiful women, regardless of whether they were voluptuous or vegetarian. Whether they were lively and cheerful like Angelica, strong and mysterious like Texas, or the ones he had personally nurtured like Dorothy, it didn't matter. He didn't even mind those who approached him with ulterior motives, like Kashiena and Zaolu's mother.

But there is one thing that Victoria cares about very much, and that is honesty.

You can be greedy, jealous, or do whatever it takes, but you cannot cheat or betray.

And Nova was obviously not honest enough.

Victoria could see the ambition hidden in her heart. Continuing the family line? He wouldn't believe a word of that nonsense.

The previous deliberation seemed perfectly logical, and Nova's obedience did indeed move his heart, but as a hunter seeking beauty among flowers, Victoria was the man who understood best that there was a knife hanging over his head.

"If you are willing to help me continue my family lineage, I can agree to any conditions you may have."

Seeing that Victoria was indifferent to her words, Nova, who was kneeling at his feet, had a flash of anxiety in her eyes. So she took the initiative to tear off her thin clothes and rubbed against Victoria: "Even if you took me on the spot, I would not have any complaints~~~"

"Any conditions are acceptable?" Victoria pretended to be confused.

Nova rested her head on Victoria's knees and nodded with a smile: "Of course~"

"Then kneel here properly." Victoria patted Nova's cheek, stood up and left the room without any regrets. "If you can still kneel here properly when you come back tonight, I will agree to your request."

After saying that, Victoria left the study, ignoring the extremely gloomy expression on the girl's face.

Instead of spending time thinking about the real purpose of this woman, Victoria might as well spend some time thinking about what to eat for lunch with the girls from Penguin Logistics. At least Texas and the others are ten thousand times purer than Nova in terms of appearance and mind.

As Victoria's footsteps grew farther and farther away until they completely disappeared, Nova, who had been kneeling on the ground, could not help but pound the chair. "Let her kneel until night?" "What a joke!"

After confirming that there was no sound outside the door, Nova pulled up her clothes without hesitation and sat on the chair. After a brief rest, Nova stretched out her tongue and took out a small device from the root of her tongue.

This device can be used as both a bug and a communication device. As for who she is contacting...

Zi La——Zi La——

"Did you make it?"

As the device started up, a male voice with no distinguishable features came from the communication.

"Failed. Are you sure the information you gave me is correct?" Nova held the communicator in one hand and touched the mountain that Victor had just touched with the other. "Are you sure this guy is a sex-crazed ghost? I was kneeling at his feet and almost licking his shoes, but he was indifferent."

"There's no such thing as absolutely accurate intelligence in the world. Victory isn't someone you can easily manipulate. If you're scared, it's not too late to leave now."

"...Who are you looking down on?" Nova frowned, her hands involuntarily kneading him vigorously. "Just a newly grown Hippogriff! I can easily control him."

"I hope so." The man's voice was calm, as if Nova's success or failure had nothing to do with him.

drop----

The communication ended, and Nova turned off the device with a gloomy expression. She opened her mouth to put her tongue back in. But the next second, a dark shadow suddenly appeared, giving her a frightened look.

A girl covered in dark shadows appeared behind her at some point, and the device at her fingertips fell into the girl's hands unknowingly.

It's Miss Assassin.

It was clear that Victoria wasn't completely defenseless. The stealthy assassin had been following Nova since last night, but unfortunately, apart from the communicator, Nova hadn't hidden any more secrets. Compared to the meticulously trained agent, this Nova looked more like an amateur.

"Abandoned pawn...? As expected." The assassin lady glanced at the device on the ground and crushed it with a casual kick.

She didn't know who the man behind the communicator was, nor did she know where Nova and the forces that wanted to attack Victoria came from, but it didn't matter, the girl in front of her would tell her the answer.

In the name of the Black Snake.

"It just so happens that I like your appearance, so I will accept it reluctantly." Looking at Nova with an inexplicable look, the assassin lady quietly condensed a dagger made of shadow in her hand and stabbed it into the back of Nova's head.

The dagger instantly sank into Nova's brain and disappeared, and the descendant of the feathered serpent let out a shrill scream.

In just a few minutes, a young girl fell, and in her place emerged a new black snake.

"Sure enough, another one of those upstarts' little tricks. They're so clueless... But this guy has an interesting ability. Maybe I can try it out on Victoria~~~"

Following Miss Assassin's evil smile, Victoria, who was far away in the steak house, shuddered inexplicably. However, he had no time to care about these trivial matters. He was more concerned about Miss Exiah who was depressed beside him.

The high-end steaks, the guided shopping trip, and the excellent travel experience, combined with Victoria's sweet talk, helped brighten the mood of the initially bewildered Angel. As the girl gradually forgot about last night's unpleasantness, Croissant and Texas also gradually relaxed.

Compared to the seemingly optimistic but actually quite sensitive Archangel, Texas was the most sensitive. From just a few conversations with Victory this morning, she had already accepted this reality. Of course, the most important reason was that she didn't dislike Victory, and last night's experience was indeed more than just painful for them.

So, after two days of crazy fun, Angel finally let go of the knot in his heart and completely let go of his relationship with Victoria. He even took the initiative to find Victoria before leaving and had a secret intimate moment with him.

Of course, Exia could never have imagined that Texas had already done what she was doing. How could Victoria let go of the beast-eared girl in an office lady's uniform?

As for croissants? She ate well, drank well, and had a good time, that's all.

Three days later, when Tarkov Industries, finally finished its repairs, approached the three, they were somewhat reluctant to leave. They admitted that, despite his initial madness, Victor was indeed a truly remarkable man. But while they were having fun, they couldn't leave their jobs at Penguin Logistics.

Watching the three people from Penguin Logistics leave, Victoria's gaze crossed the distance.

"It's time to end, Longmen."

Wine and Meat: 99 Attack, Lower Town!

Xiacheng District is the starting point of Longmen, the guardian of Longmen, and also the source of chaos in Longmen.

The long-term limitation on the number of police forces has deterred the Lungmen Guards from entering the vast downtown area, and the Integration Movement has targeted this point and continuously sent people to infiltrate Lungmen.

This was an overt conspiracy. The Longmen Guards were certainly aware of the enemy's presence in the Lower City, but the Lower City's natural advantages made the Reunion Movement like a river flowing into the sea. Unless the Guards exerted their utmost efforts, it would be impossible for just one or two special forces to find any trace of the Reunion Movement in the Lower City.

Therefore, after a series of adjustments and meetings, the Longmen Guards completely abandoned their oversight of the Lower City, instead focusing all their efforts on customs and Longmen's surrounding security. While this move successfully prolonged the integration movement's gathering time, it also effectively handed the Lower City over to the government.

Alina naturally would not miss such a good opportunity. King Slayer, Bonebreaker siblings, Faust, Froststar, W, almost all the cadres and guards were transferred to Longmen one by one by Alina. She planned to completely capture the lower city area within a week to completely paralyze Wei Yanwu's sight.

To ensure the smooth infiltration of the cadres, Alina also found some work for the Guards. The abandoned city where Misha once lived had been reoccupied by the Reunion Movement, but they did not intend to repair the ruins. Instead, they planned to use it as a launching point for boarding and threatening Longmen's external defenses.

The Patriots' heavy armored troops and Mephistopheles' herds were waiting in the ruins. If Longmen could not eliminate the heavy troops ambushed in the ruins, the abandoned land would directly crash into Longmen and completely tear open the fragile defense line of the Guards.

That's right, this was the tactic that Tallulah used in the original world line when she was about to abandon the city of Chi. At that time, this piece of abandoned land was dealt with early by Lungmen and Rhodes Island due to improper operation, so Tallulah could only make the crazy move of using a mobile city to crash into a mobile city.

But things were different now. Having confirmed the existence of the Black Coffin, Victoria couldn't let the city of Che be abandoned, so he prioritized the use of the abandoned plots. As long as the Guards assigned personnel to deal with the incoming plots, the Integration Movement, infiltrating Longmen, would swiftly clear the lower city. Simultaneously, the guerrillas/crossbowmen units, led by Froststar and Faust, would conduct surprise attacks on key facilities in the upper city, following the tactical plan devised by Alina.

Their ultimate goal is to capture the Lower City and thereby exert pressure on Wei Yanwu and the Imperial Guard. Under Alina's control, the Reunion Movement is no longer the chaotic and ruthless state of the original worldline. She will gradually erode Wei Yanwu's resources until he can no longer resist deploying his trump card—the Black Shroud Shadow Guard.

The Black Shroud Shadow Guards are fighting against the emergency system. How could I have such a dream?

Alina shook her head and shook off the random thoughts in her mind. It was not as easy as they thought to rule the lower city. The Rat King Lin Gerui was the first problem facing them.

Fortunately, Longmen's looseness is destined to make it full of loopholes. The long-term entrenchment has allowed the gangster forces to be deeply rooted, and also made the foreign gangs extremely disgusted with the local gangs.

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