Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

This is simply the biggest joke of the century!

Who is he?

As a prodigy in Originium Arts, his Originium Arts were based on the legend of Ursus.

It was specially developed for the nightmare called "Yaga," and the deity has followers.

Similarly, the legend also has countless followers, and the snake scales under that lord's command are such beings, and he is a devout follower of Yaga.

Even their abilities are very similar; both create illusions, causing people to fall into an eternal dream from which they cannot wake up.

It may seem powerless, but it's actually the strongest ability!!

After all, this is an illusion, a way to subdue the enemy without fighting. The man believed that even if he challenged Wei Yanwu, the highest ruler of Longmen, now, he could still achieve victory.

Because this is the unsolvable Originium Arts; no one can break something that doesn't exist.

Illusions are as elusive as air; they can't be grasped at all, so how can you possibly defeat them?

What does it mean to be invincible?

That's what invincibility is.

This is just an appetizer. So what if we dodge the attack? This is his territory.

Like the rule-maker of a game, this is his illusion, and he can do whatever he wants. After all, it is a fictional space, and as long as he supports it, this illusion is an invincible existence!

As for him, mages aren't just about casting spells; Ursus people are known for their strong martial spirit, so dealing with two little girls would be a piece of cake for him.

Speaking of which, he really liked the silver-haired girl's eyes.

Strong, stubborn, simply the most fun type to play with!

The stronger one is, the more intense the struggle, the more unimaginable despair can erupt from them.

After all, if you find that you can't escape no matter what, and you see hope but can never reach it.

How desperate must that be?

And that blonde girl, she looks like she's been living a very pampered life.

Even the cries of flowers in a greenhouse, when they are being destroyed, can sound quite melodious.

After all, everyone enjoys the exhilarating feeling of dragging someone down from their pedestal.

Hehehehahahahaha.

"Ah~ This is so interesting, so interesting."

I can't wait any longer, let's keep running, hunting...

But you should enjoy it slowly.

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P.S.: I'm so upset. I just bought Postscript to War a few days ago on sale, and I was so happy with the purchase. Then yesterday I was thinking of going to Vietnam for a trip, and my first instinct after opening Epic Games was to check the free games list…

Scroll down, and you'll see the words "War Notes".

Holy crap! Why?! The dnmd war message is now free!

Steam only offers free trials on weekends, this is practically free stuff.

I actually paid for a free game. I'm such an idiot.jpg

Feeling terrible [crying face]

And this month is only half a calendar month, so there's no perfect attendance bonus to be had. I'm going to be broke again next month, sob sob.

Then there's the question about Yelena, specifically whether she's a teenage girl or a toddler. I thought about it and realized that even if she grows up, according to the book's timeline, it's impossible for Yelena to suddenly fast-forward to her twenties. After all, fast-forwarding would be impossible since her sister never ages. So, I've decided to let her grow up slowly. After all, at twelve or fourteen, she's still considered a toddler nearing the end of her toddlerhood, hehe.

Of course, if you're saying sixteen-year-olds qualify as late-stage magical girls, then disregard what I said. [Shrugs and laughs]

Section 78, Chapter 76: [I Have a Plan]

I was actually... actually scared.

That's really embarrassing.

And he was saved by an ordinary person... an infected person.

Swire does not discriminate against the infected. After all, she is still young and has never seen what true evil is, so she naturally does not know what the infected are like.

Without sufficient prejudice, there is insufficient discrimination.

However, the absence of discrimination does not mean that infected individuals can be accepted.

It's like telling a child not to touch anything. She may not understand the reason, but the child will form an impression and a command.

Simply "don't touch it".

But she has already come into contact with it.

However····

"Did you shake them off?"

The silver-haired girl in front of her looked warily behind her, while Swire was already leaning against the wall, panting heavily.

The girl didn't notice the girl's trembling hands.

Those hands trembled uncontrollably, just like Swire's inner state.

She thought she was prepared; a noblewoman shouldn't be afraid of anything, because she was different.

The ancient family is unique, and so is she. She is completely different from her peers, and they are people who have to embark on completely different paths at the same age.

Loneliness and heavy burdens will be her entire future territory.

However, she was still afraid.

When the girl exploded without warning, the overwhelming, nauseating smell of blood instantly shattered her worldview.

That is true evil.

The fledglings, protected by their families, have yet to witness the true malice that lurks within the abyss.

But now she has seen it for herself.

No one is immune to fear, let alone a little girl.

For a moment, she even forgot her instinctive urge to run and escape, and instead stood there dumbfounded.

She even... she started to regret it!

However, the girl immediately regarded such feelings as the most shameful thoughts the moment they arose.

What a joke! How could I even have such thoughts? She was the one who decided to come out on her own initiative, so how could I just give up so easily?

Her friends are probably even more helpless than she is now.

Children often get caught up in the question of "correctness," but as they grow up, their focus shifts from "what is correct" to "what stance to take."

This is what growth is.

Knights will not back down in the face of battle.

However, compared to her inner turmoil, the silver-haired girl in front of her was even more stunning.

He was more decisive, braver, and even physically stronger than her.

In fact, if it weren't for her, the girl might have already become a corpse.

Even if she is infected.

The bursting ice mist perfectly complemented the girl in front of him, as white as deep snow, her skin and hair so pale and colorless, yet her gray eyes held unwavering determination.

Like a silent, burning fire.

However, the identity of the infected person aroused people's most basic curiosity.

The less you know, the more curious you become.

Perhaps, the infected person isn't as terrifying as their family says.

"What...is your name?"

I?

The girl didn't speak, but her eyes said it all.

In some ways, this guy is actually quite predictable.

"Yes, it's you. I... I'm not the kind of person who forgets kindness. I need to know your name first."

However, she still couldn't let go of her pride, and felt a little awkward about it. Swire shifted her gaze and explained.

"Yelena."

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"End?"

Swire, who was waiting to hear the other person's full name, seemed to be disappointed. The other person was not the type to be good with words, but the name was too simple and straightforward.

No surname?

It doesn't have a suffix either?

"Um."

Perhaps this is true for commoners, since normal families have suffix names to indicate their fiefdom and status.

The names of nobles were usually quite long, but nowadays they have been simplified.

“You can call me Swire, Beatrice Swire.”

So long.

Is he a noble?

Yelena had never actually met any nobles, but it's true that nobles usually have very long names.

"You're quite quick-witted, but you can rely on me from now on."

Patting her still relatively flat chest, Swire tried to appear calm as she spoke.

Rely on you?

Little Yelena's eyes were full of doubt.

"Hmph, don't underestimate me. Your Originium Arts are just a mess. They only exacerbate the infection. They can't even be called Originium Arts."

As she spoke, little Swire revealed the lighter in her hand.

It was a rather exquisite luxury item, even bearing the brand's logo. Unfortunately, Yelena wasn't from high society, and all she could do was utter a simple "It looks beautiful."

"This isn't just any ordinary lighter, it's Originium medium..."

Ice alone might not be enough to cause damage, but fire is a different story!

I was scared last time only because I wasn't prepared. This time I'm experienced and I'm not afraid of that damn bastard anymore!

Swire thought so.

"Now that we've exchanged names, we're friends. If we want to get out, we'll have to defeat that guy!"

"Holding the greatest chance of victory firmly in my hand," Swire said fiercely.

However, Yelena's expression didn't show any reaction; she simply replied with a faint "yes."

“Running away is not shameful.”

"That's not it at all! It seems you really don't understand. This is an illusion! A place where we can't get out unless the maintainer gives up!!! If we don't defeat him, if we don't fight, we'll never escape! Time is not on our side!"

Looking at the bottomless alleyways on both sides, and the dense fog, it was like a night in the foggy city of Victoria, with strange people wandering around.

Is this some kind of Jack the Ripper copycat?!

The danger has not been eliminated, but at least we can catch our breath.

Being able to catch my breath is enough.

The knight will ultimately triumph over the villain.

Only because the knight still had a breath left.