I am on the Ark, a succubus, pure and innocent.

Vishdel wasn't embarrassed or annoyed. He gently pushed him out of his arms, then took his hand and sat him down in the stands, remarking with emotion:

"I used to dislike articles, poetry, and politics. I thought they were useless. No matter how much I learned, how many more seconds could I survive in front of my bomb?"

"But it's strange, when I actually learn them, I don't dislike them at all. On the contrary, I find them quite interesting."

"How boring it would be if the world were just about fighting and killing, a life-or-death struggle. The Sarkaz are like that, you kill me, I kill you, and from then on, hatred spreads endlessly, trapping generation after generation of Sarkaz."

"If they could learn these things, could Kazdel become like the dream you once gave me, where rain falls from the sky, all things are reborn, and paradise is everywhere?"

Vivi, you seem a bit too cultured! I don't even know how to answer these questions!

Bai Yue scratched her cheek a little embarrassedly and said honestly, "I don't know, I haven't thought about these questions, but as far as I know, there is only one place on this land that can be called paradise."

"Latran".

Vishdel uttered the word, looked up at the sky, and felt the sunlight was blinding. He chuckled and said, "But that holy city is too small. The narrow path can only accommodate the Sakotas and some Liboli."

When she looked down again, she felt her eyes were slightly dazzled by the sunlight. After seeing the crown on Bai Yue's head, she said unintentionally:

"Speaking of Sarkaz, little guy, don't you feel like your crown is a bit like the halos those guys wear?"

"Have it?"

Bai Yue was a little confused. She reached out and took off the crown, examining it closely. "No way, I've seen Sarkaz before. Exusiai's halo is so thin and it even glows. Mine doesn't look like it at all."

Wishdel, freed from the sunlight's disturbance, was also somewhat uncertain, scratching his head:

"But I feel like I've seen something similar somewhere before, on the head of some Sakorta. It's not as big as yours, but it does look quite similar."

"Oh, then it's not."

Bai Yue casually hung the crown back on her head, pointed to herself and said, "I'm a succubus, a succubus with super pure blood, how could I be related to Sarkaz?"

"...That's true."

Vishdel nodded, no longer dwelling on it. That's true, how could a Sarkaz have that thing on a Sarkaz's head? Besides, it's not something they're born with.

Furthermore, Sakta's halo doesn't have a detachable feature.

I sat for a while, enjoying some tender moments.

Bai Yue suddenly asked, "Have you caught any noble spies from within Ursus in the last few days?"

"Ah."

Vishdale nodded. "Quite a few. We've extracted more than 30 nobles from them. The highest-ranking one is a marquis, and the others are local nobles from nearby areas, as well as former Chernobog nobles."

"These are all insignificant trifles; there are probably many more people behind them."

"It's normal."

Bai Yue smiled and said, "I have received the news that Councilor Charlotte is almost here. As long as an unfortunate accident happens, we can take the opportunity to go out of the city to suppress the bandits."

"At that time, they will all have to pay for their lives, or be dragged out of the manor and castle by the 'bandits' and hanged."

Vishdale blinked and smiled: "I know that. It's what Yan Kingdom calls 'raising a bandit to enhance its own prestige'."

"Yeah that's right."

Bai Yue snapped her fingers and chuckled, "If you don't want bandits to come knocking on your door, then you'd better pay me protection money. Those who don't will be in trouble."

Chapter 152 Eating hot pot and singing songs...

Chernobog, the high ground outside the city.

A massive, iron-gray radar, along with various transmitting devices, was moved here from the city. A temporary engineering vehicle, equipped with an energy storage device, was connected to the radar by thick cables.

The Yeti team members, dressed in heavy protective gear, carefully operated the equipment.

Froststar sat in front of the transmitting device, operating it herself, her fingers rapidly pressing the transmit button, each press lasting a different length.

Finally, the operation was completed, and the printer next to us ejected a piece of paper.

"Deciphering".

Froststar gave instructions to the Yeti beside her, then waited quietly for the result.

The expert Yeti took the cipher and quickly compared it with the codebook. The information was soon revealed. He wrote another note, stood up, and handed it to Frostnova: "Patriot's team has reached the designated location."

Frostnova took it and examined it carefully, then smiled easily: "This old stubborn fellow has become quite agile since he recovered. I hope that Councilor Charlotte's body is even stronger than steel."

The Yeti squad next to him chuckled, "Big sister, you're underestimating Patriot. His halberd can tear through steel with ease."

"Hehe." Froststar chuckled. "Then I wish his wounds were smoother than the blade of a halberd."

......

A valley somewhere on the border of Ursus.

boom! ——

The halberd that fell from the sky shattered the silence, pinning the most luxurious and largest vehicle in the convoy firmly to the ground. The high-strength steel was stretched into a twisted and ferocious arc due to inertia.

Other vehicles screeched to a halt, and numerous well-trained warriors disembarked—shield guards, crossbowmen, and even those armed with firearms rarely seen in Ursus. Their weaponry was diverse, and they were all elite.

But at this moment, they could only helplessly and desperately watch their vehicle burn fiercely in the flames.

That's it, there's no hope. He's not even waiting to die. If he survives, he should investigate whether this Congresswoman Charlotte's mother had an affair with a mixed-race Wendigo.

But their professionalism as bodyguards, or even servants, still made them want to try and salvage the situation.

Don’t say anything else.

What if? What if the lady really cheated on him with the mixed-race Wendigo?

"Defense! Firefighting! Rescue!"

Several leaders issued orders simultaneously.

But the instant they issued the order, a shadow fell from the sky, looming over one of the leaders.

"What is that?" He looked up, and then...

boom--

Patriot landed, crushing him into a bloody pulp, then turned into the wind, ignoring the flames and rushing into the fire, followed by a terrifying sound of metal tearing apart.

Amidst the flames, the terrifying Wendigo giant wielded his halberd, further pulverizing the already burning vehicles.

Now, Representative Charlotte is completely beyond saving.

And what about his guards?

Of course they couldn't remain indifferent!

As the shield guards pressed forward from the front of the road, they all focused their fire on Bozokasti, unleashing powerful spells, piercing crossbow bolts, and projectile-like spells from their guns.

This firepower is enough to tear apart Imperial heavy drones in an instant.

But for Bozokasti...

With a single swing of his halberd, he symbolically shattered some spells with higher energy fluctuations, leaving the rest to pelt him. His tall figure was instantly enveloped in a cloud of dust.

Did you make it?

Some people looked hopeful.

But the guards who had already recognized Bozocasti had no hope and shouted, "Congressman Charlotte has been assassinated! The murderer is [Patriot] Bozocasti! Retreat immediately and spread the word!"

Whoosh!

The hurricane whipped up by the halberd instantly swept away and suppressed the flames and smoke. Patriot's tall figure emerged from it, his armor unmarked. He remained silent, swiftly slaying the guards who might cause trouble.

"Ahhh!"

"monster!"

"Patriot, why...?"

"I kill you!"

"Even if I die today, I will still do my utmost for Your Excellency... *pfft*..."

......

As the flames of war subsided, all that remained was a scene of carnage, littered with severed limbs and dripping with blood.

The shield guards clean up the battlefield.

Bozokastie was also working. He reached into the tiny car with his huge, metal-gloved hands and rummaged around for a while before finally pulling out a small communicator.

Another Shield Guard found the same communicator. He grabbed it and ran to Bozokasti, his voice filled with excitement:

“Hey, Captain, that kid wasn’t lying to us. This senator named Charlotte may not have brought anything good, but she’s already hooked up with the local nobles. Look, this thing even has a number on the back.”

"With the list he gave us, we can probably find quite a few more by following the clues. In that case, we can also cooperate with him to send the rescued infected people to Chernobog to start a new life."

"Humph."

Bozokastie shook his head: "Don't trust him too much. No one can guarantee that he doesn't just want to use our power to attack his political enemies. If so, then the infected people we send will be in danger."

"The nobles of Ursus are not to be trusted!"

The Shield Guard chuckled: "Captain, that's where you're wrong. That kid may not be a good person, and he's a womanizer, but he's definitely tolerant."

"Didn't you see it too? The one connecting with us over there is Frostnova! She's still... uh... infected... in charge... oh right, the director of the Bureau."

"Not only Frostnova, but there's another one, the Sarkaz girl who used bombs. She's an official now, specifically in charge of the Sarkaz, and also responsible for part of the city's security."

"That kid is quite generous. It seems he really wants to accept the Infected and Sarkaz long-term. But that makes sense. He's an Ursus nobleman from Yan Country with such a weak local base. It's understandable that he wants to use some external forces to stabilize the situation."

Bozokasti was silent for a moment: "This is just your conjecture, it doesn't prove anything. We must rely on our own strength to save the infected, we can't add to our daughter's..."

"..."

"..."

The shield guard scratched his head, wondering if he was still alive. Realizing his head hadn't been slapped off by some overheard secret, he quickly said, "There's something else going on over there, Captain. You rest for a bit, I'll go help!"

He also turned and moved swiftly.

After he left, Bozokasti sighed to the sky. He suddenly missed the time when he could choke on Originium, at least back then he could control his mouth.

Now look what's happened! He can already imagine how those guys in the organization, who are usually bored and lack entertainment, will make fun of him.

"Oh dear, look! Isn't that the stubborn old man who doesn't want to trouble his daughter?"

"Oh my, that's right. They say that's how older people are. What's that saying again? 'A real man has a sense of shame!' Hahaha."

"My father, who was strong-willed all his life (singing)."

"........"

After a long while, he finally left the ground, which his iron boots had dug a large hole in.

Chapter 153 The Earl's Dinner

What does a proper dinner party require?

A magnificent banquet hall?

Bai Yue looked at the barren land with only a few small buildings standing there and shook her head. There was no banquet hall for the time being. The functional buildings hadn't been completed yet, so how could they build such a thing?

Delicious food?

Bai Yue glanced at the large pot of rice that Gu Mi was cooking. Hmm... although the taste was alright, it was far from exquisite and couldn't compare to the cold buffets commonly seen among nobles.

If an earl were to host other nobles with this level of formality, it would likely be considered an insult.

But...

"Dr. Bai, I'm here!" Amiya ran happily across the tender green grass to Bai Yue's side, put her hands behind her back, and smiled, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Bai Yue scattered another handful of grass seeds, chanting incantations to make them take root and sprout in the hard soil, while also softening the soil.

After doing all this, he calmly shook his head: "No, there's nothing here. There's no reason to ask guests for help. We'll eat right away. Hmm... perhaps you could go and see the building I'm preparing to host the Rhodes Island operators in a few days?"

"Although only a foundation has been laid for now, with the mudstone magic, the construction will be completed quickly."

Amiya smiled kindly: "Don't say that. Aren't we friends? I heard that people from Ursus like to drink, so I brought some alcohol with me. I bought Ursus alcohol in Lungmen before."

Yes, friend.

Since this is a dinner to entertain friends, there's no need to be too reserved. Just bring out whatever good food you have to serve them.