I'm in Terra

She has completely accepted the darkness of the world and is ready to use it to transform it.

Perhaps Tallulah was already dead the day she was attacked.

Putting aside the girl's confused thoughts, Victoria set out for Beijing after arranging Luxembourg's internal affairs.

This time, in response to Fyodor's call, he had truly invested heavily: the elite infantry regiment, the special Flying Bear Army, the heavy armored assault battalion, and half of the mortar squad.

A force of twelve thousand men was arguably his strongest force at the moment. If one were to compare it to the other, less heavily armored armies, Victor was even confident he could single-handedly challenge two armies and remain undefeated.

Furthermore, the forces he dispatched were far more than just these soldiers. Besides the combat units that served as his backbone, Victor also brought two chambers of commerce, an entire research team, and a cooking battalion. He believed that upon arriving at Saint Jun Castle, he would be trusted and treated with hospitality by Fyodor, but that didn't mean he didn't need to prepare.

These extra manpower are his emergency measures.

After a full week of marching, the Sixth Army officially arrived at the outskirts of Fort Saint. According to Fyodor's instructions, his troops would directly use the sites and facilities left by the First Army, setting up camp on four sides of Fort Saint.

Victoria himself could station a small force near the palace.

Upon receiving the notice, Victoria immediately divided his troops into four groups. Aside from the Flying Bear troops that entered the city with him, the remaining troops were evenly divided into four groups, rotating their garrisons periodically. W, his deputy, joined him at Saint Jun Castle.

As for Tallulah.

After arriving at Saint Castle, she disappeared quietly. According to her, she was preparing to give Victoria a surprise.

After inspecting the four territories and confirming that there were no problems with the stationing, Victoria brought W and the Flying Bear Army to officially enter the Holy Steed Castle and went to the palace to meet Fyodor.

Meanwhile, as Victor was managing the garrison at Fort Saint-Germain, the Imperial Diet was already in an uproar. While the news of Victor's arrival was top secret, the movement of an entire army could not be concealed from anyone. Therefore, the day before Victor was due to arrive at Fort Saint-Germain, the Imperial Diet announced the Sixth Army's deployment.

Seeing their long-coveted position snatched away by a nobody, the councilors who secretly supported the various armies were naturally filled with resentment. Everyone knew that stationing in Saint Fort meant receiving support from all of Ursus and being the closest to power.

But no matter how envious and jealous they were, they couldn't rewrite the edict written by Fyodor himself. Even if they were preparing a mutiny, their troops couldn't be faster than Victoria, who was about to reach the Saint Castle.

In order to silence these nobles, the emperor and the parliament even made an exception and awarded Victoria a medal, allowing him to be successfully promoted to the new duke simply for his achievement of repelling the vanguard troops of the Eastern Kingdom.

Even though this reward did not include additional territory and wealth, this change in direction already represented Fyodor's attitude.

He was ready to regain control of the direction of the Imperial Parliament, and Victoria was the pioneer he was looking for.

The weight of your words is different when you have soldiers and when you don’t.

After confirming that the Sixth Army's deployment was a foregone conclusion, the parliamentarians could only secretly curse Victoria's political schemes, while tacitly paying attention to their words.

Although these nobles were caught off guard by Fyodor, they did not give up so easily.

They didn't know what kind of person Victoria was, but if there was a chance to win over the young duke, even if it would cost them something, the nobles would flock to curry Victoria's favor.

After all, whoever holds the initiative will become the beneficiary.

But neither these nobles nor His Majesty had expected that the seemingly young Victoria was the most ambitious of all.

After entering the city, controlling the border defenses, incorporating the garrison soldiers of the Fort of Saint-Etienne into his own army and changing the leadership, Victoria visited the emperor at night.

Unlike his previous casual meetings with the emperor and his close friendships with the powerful, this time, Victoria wasn't prepared to give up his boundaries so easily. He knew he would become a thorn in the side of all the nobles, and he also knew that they would all be vying for his favor.

But he also knew that if he wanted to achieve his ultimate goal, he had to think deeply about who to choose. Who would stay with him to manage the new empire, and who would be eliminated as a rival as soon as possible? This was the question Victoria had to face.

"Border Prince, Victory Kalashnikov, sees His Majesty. Please take good care of your health."

More than six months later, Victory met Fyodor again. Compared to his former cheerful and knowledgeable self, the emperor was now covered in wrinkles, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was streaked with unhealthy gray. It was as if he had aged a dozen years in just six months.

This is due to both the torture of illness and pain, but more importantly, it is due to premature aging caused by mental exhaustion.

Victor looked at Fyodor's much older face and suddenly realized something very important.

As far as he knew, Fyodor seemed to have neither married nor had any children?

Although for a Terran human, Fyodor was in his prime and had enough time left to manage events.

But for Victoria, this is the best news.

Perhaps, he could think of a way to completely deprive Fyodor of the ability to have children.

Changing the World: The Meaning of 2 Sharp Corners

The elderly Fyodor smiled and greeted Victory, feeling a surge of emotion. This handsome, sensible young man looked even more remarkable than Fyodor himself in his youth.

Before selecting the Sixth Army under Victory, he and Witte also investigated Victory's political achievements and personality.

As a young lord, Fyodor had also investigated some voices secretly accusing Victor of being domineering and autocratic. However, considering the average level of the imperial nobles and the fact that there was no rebellion within Luxembourg, perhaps autocracy was the most effective management method.

As for those who complained about Victoria being a playboy, Fyodor paid no heed. Forget about those bloody, perverted, anthropomorphic nobles. Just think of Fyodor himself. Even when the late emperor was still alive and he was still the heir, he'd thrown plenty of rambunctious parties.

In Fyodor's mind, the nobles' promiscuity and romanticism were not the big problems; incompetence and greed were.

Thus, in a conversation that Fyodor intended to display goodwill, the two men engaged in a lengthy and enjoyable conversation. From the difficulties facing the empire to the chaos within Fort Saint, Victor naturally answered all of the questions, demonstrating his unwavering loyalty.

No one else knew about the conversation that night, and both of them got what they wanted from the other's promise.

Victor agreed to several requests made by Fyodor, and Fyodor also promised to implement the welfare benefits for Victor after he became the Duke as soon as possible. At the same time, he agreed to Victor's request to participate in scientific research and improve the equipment of the troops.

Both of them got what they wanted, and the meeting between the king and his minister ended perfectly.

But is this really the case?

"What a jolly fellow."

After leaving the palace, Victoria smiled and repeated the general content of their conversation to his new deputy, W. The result was merciless ridicule from W.

"Even if the Sarkaz Military Committee wanted to do some work, they knew to give out some money, food, weapons, and equipment first, and then promise something. That idiotic emperor you met, was all he said was promises?"

W fiddled with her military cap, but no matter how she adjusted it, it felt awkward. Finally, under Victoria's half-smiley gaze, she decisively discarded the cap, revealing her scarlet horns to the air.

Victor looked at W's unruly appearance, and suddenly without warning, he reached out and pinched the sharp corner of the girl's head:

"It's true that the emperor wanted to win me over, but it's also true that he only made promises without any tangible rewards. This means that the royal family is currently struggling financially, so much so that His Majesty would have to think twice before offering me any sweet treats. If it were any other time, I wouldn't mind playing the game of monarch and minister with him, but not this time. Because we came to Saint Jun Castle this time to be targets."

"Don't get close to me!" The moment Victoria grabbed W's vitals, W trembled visibly, and then slapped Victoria's thief's hand away without any hesitation: "Don't think you can touch me just because you're the boss. If you dare to touch my head again next time, I'll blow your iron rod to pieces."

"It seems that you have a sense of touch, but it doesn't seem to be very sensitive?" Victoria smiled and retracted his hand, not taking W's threat seriously at all.

He knew that most Sarkaz had no sense of touch on their horns. At least when he'd adjusted the mudstone, he'd squeezed the handlebars hard and she'd seen no discomfort. But W's horns seemed like an accident? They looked so small and slender, yet they actually responded to touch.

"As for whether it's sensitive or not, you'll know if you touch it again." W narrowed his eyes, as if inviting but also mocking.

She is not one of those idiots whose brains have turned into saliva. Although she doesn't care much about things like chastity, it doesn't mean that W likes to be manipulated.

"There will be a chance later." Victory smiled and cleverly changed the subject: "Come to think of it, when Kal'tsit came to Luxembourg before, she seemed a little surprised by your presence. So, do you two know each other?"

"Kal'tsit? That useless Riddler?" Upon hearing a familiar name, W, who had been curled up, suddenly stood up and sat back down next to Victor. "What? Did she say something bad about me? Given her personality, she'd probably just say something like 'For the sake of this land' or 'This operator lacks rigor'?"

"You know her quite well, don't you?" Victoria's lips curled up slightly. It seemed that apart from those operators who had been saved by Kal'tsit and had a natural filter, most operators were very clear about Kal'tsit's character, at least the irritable girl knew it very well.

However, he didn't say these words to get close to W.

On the contrary, he wanted to get to the plate.

"Actually, Kal'tsit came to see me. Besides signing a series of cooperation agreements with me, she also discussed some very interesting things with me."

"What the hell does it have to do with me?" W raised his eyebrows and crossed his legs, looking condescending. "Even if she comes to you to sell hooks, it's none of my business. On the contrary, I will laugh at that old woman."

"What if she really sold it?" Victoria lowered his voice mysteriously. "You must have heard the rumors about Kal'tsit and me dating, right? I can tell you, it's all true. Not only did we date, she even... did it with me."

"Is this true?" W's eyes widened as he grabbed Victoria's arm. "Boss, tell me in detail. You know, this kind of thing is what I'm most interested in. What on earth did that old woman ask you for that made her actually go?"

"Since you are also a related party, I will share this secret with you." Victoria pointed at W's head, and his meaning was obvious.

W hesitated for less than a second before lowering her head. Compared to her angry words, she was more interested in Kal'tsit's affairs. At worst, it was just a good thing.

Stroking W's head that was stretched out to him, and kneading the pointed corners that made the little girl tremble slightly, Victoria lowered his voice and told a secret that was not really a secret.

"Actually, I have a very special technique, so special that I might be the only one in this world who can use it."

W cooperated and asked, "Oh? What kind of technology is that? Tell me about it."

"Soul awakening technique." Victoria stretched out his finger and gently tapped W's forehead. In an instant, the light in W's eyes faded, and she felt as if her consciousness had left her body and was floating away.

The girl withdrew her fingers and came back to her senses instantly. Before she could express her thoughts, Victoria whispered in her ear.

"Kel'tsit wanted to borrow my technology to awaken the incomplete soul of a certain person who had already returned to the world of spirits. However, I didn't agree to her request."

"what?"

At that moment, W's pupils shrank to the limit.

Changing the World: 3 Obstructions

"Awaken...the soul?"

In a moment of trance, W, who had just been chatting and laughing, was already riding on Victoria, her hands tightly grasping Victoria's collar. Her eyes no longer had the frivolous and casual look of the past.

W is a free-spirited person, moody and always doing what she's interested in. She never takes the advice or suggestions of others to heart. Most importantly, she's vindictive, and even the smallest offense will leave a mark on her heart.

No one knows whether W's constant words of "I'll blow you to death" are a joke or a true murderous intention from the heart. Those who dare to test W will eventually get the same fate - being blown to pieces by a bomb that was planted at an unknown time.

Therefore, some people think W is unreasonable, while others think she is just a lunatic. But even someone like her has her own unique softness in her heart.

Theresia.

Just by recalling this name, W could feel a vague warmth and a deep and extreme coldness.

"You... promised her?"

W wanted to control her excitement, but her lips moved unconsciously. Her instinct preceded her will, and she asked Victoria about the ending.

"No, I refused her," Victoria replied with a smile. "I roughly know who she wants to awaken. She wants to awaken someone who has already returned to the Soul Forge. It's dangerous and troublesome. You know, I'm busy with worldly affairs right now and don't have time to go to Kazdel. No, even if I had time, I'm afraid the Sarkaz wouldn't welcome me. After all, the civil war between the two kings is over, and there's no point in resurrecting the loser."

No, it has meaning! Her existence is my greatest meaning!!!

W opened his mouth wide, wanting to scream, but all that came out was a sneer. "Ha, that's really stupid. So Kal'tsit was stupid again? Did you trick her for nothing?"

"That's not true." Victoria shook his head. "I promised her that my territory would provide assistance to any Rhodes Island operator. At the same time, I would send them a batch of supplies every once in a while to support Rhodes Island's cause. So, her efforts are not in vain."

What a fool who is more likely to cause trouble than to do anything else!!!

"Well, thank you for your little story." Despite her hesitation, W forced herself to let go. She didn't know what had driven Victoria to tell her this secret, but she knew that with her current state, there was no way she could get him to agree to wake His Highness.

Is it really impossible?

Just as W was about to roll off Victoria, she felt a subtle resistance and suddenly realized that Victoria's hand was on her lower back. This lustful guy had hugged her without her knowing when, and even took advantage of her shock to secretly play with her tail...

She is not without leverage.

She knew full well that Victor was an absolute sex maniac. More importantly, he was unusually tolerant of the women he fancied, as evidenced by Yelena's situation. And now... he seemed quite interested in her?

After realizing this, W didn't rush to withdraw, but instead took the initiative to press Victoria's mouth and nose with his mountains: "Is it comfortable? If you don't take your dirty hands away, I'll blow them away, how about it?"

Victoria was startled, then tactfully raised his hands. W snorted softly and leisurely returned to his seat, as if the previous chat had never happened.

She knew that her body was very attractive to Victoria, and it was W's only bargaining chip at the moment. She was not a fool like Kal'tsit, and she knew that this bargaining chip would only be meaningful if used at a critical moment.

As for now? Let's give this pervert a taste of his own medicine.

Victor didn't show much emotion at W's fluctuating attitude. He knew he had the little cockroach firmly in his grasp, as evidenced by his sudden overtures. All he had to do now was wait patiently for W to pack him up and deliver him to his door.

In comparison, the conversation with Fyodor just now was even more confusing to Victor.

He knew before coming here that he would become the new target after arriving at Saint Steed Castle, replacing Fyodor. But he never imagined that the foolish emperor would not even give him the most basic benefits.

The title of Duke, this thing has no meaning to Victoria now except attracting hatred. The title of Duke without sufficient military merits will only become an excuse for others to attack.

No, it's more like Fyodor's plan. He expressed his enthusiasm for Victor, but in reality, he was drawing a large red circle around Victor. Diverting trouble to others and bringing disaster upon himself, I'm afraid what Fyodor wanted most now was to see Victor and the nobles fighting for power.

They talk about cooperation, but their actions are all about exploitation...

He may have underestimated Victoria's political acumen.

The next morning, Victoria brought W to the R&D center of Saint Castle. As a country that started from war, Ursus has always been enthusiastic and spared no effort in the research and development of weapons and equipment.

During the previous emperor's time, Ursus had constantly plundered technology from various countries, forcing itself from the feudal era to the industrial age. During the reign of Fyodor, although the new emperor did not carry out weapons research and development on a large scale, he never skimped on funding for this purpose.

And Victoria couldn't wait to see the most advanced armed forces of Ursus.

In contrast, the seats in the parliament were of no significance to Victoria. Even if he did not attend the parliament, he could still see everything that happened during the meeting.

If he didn't participate, the clowns would have a great time performing.

The only thing that made Victory feel a little regretful was that Fyodor and Speaker Witte were even more shameless than he had imagined.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Duke. Although we have the latest batch of weaponry designs in our workshop, due to a shortage of funds and minerals, we haven't started production since completing the previous large order from the First Army. If you need it, please provide the necessary materials according to this list, and we will help you equip your army as soon as possible."

Victor took the order without even glancing at it. He simply stared at the head of the R&D department and asked, "How long would it take to produce a batch of weapons and equipment capable of arming a thousand-man army?"

"If there are enough materials... one month."

"good, very good, excellent."