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“So I said let’s have breakfast.”

"Five p.m."

Yang Weiwu frowned and pulled open the curtain.

The glaring sunlight shone on his face, but he squinted his eyes to block it out, as he had actually woken up a long time ago and was just getting used to the dim light.

"It's okay. The first meal after waking up is always breakfast."

The answer is that he no longer needs to eat like a living creature. Otan's power is enough to allow him to eat only one meal a day to pretend, or to directly bask in the sun to replenish his energy.

He had not originally intended to pretend like this, but considering that his time available for activities was limited for some reason, he pretended to do so in order to make it easier to watch the show until the end.

"...But, but the Eight Great Apostles——"

"Soldier, what is the essence of the Apostle Saint?"

"The personal guard of His Excellency the Emperor of Heaven."

"Then may I ask why I should put aside my duty as the Heavenly Emperor's guard and give priority to accommodating the Eight Great Apostles?"

"This……"

"This is the first time I've been asked to go on a mission like this, so I'll forgive you for not understanding the situation. Next time you receive a mission that makes you uneasy, ask your colleagues. The ones I've seen before were much smarter than you."

Without paying any attention to the soldiers, he walked away.

The soldier who was standing there in a daze hesitated for a while and did not choose to catch up. Instead, he used the communicator to contact a senior he knew.

"First Seat, how did you get involved in this matter? Forget it. Anyway, if you can't meet the request of the Eight Apostles, just report it as the First Seat's contempt for the Eight Apostles. Don't worry, I said he wouldn't mind such a statement."

So the soldiers did not go looking for Yang Weiwu.

……

“It’s a bit unpleasant.”

Yang Weiwu, who had originally planned to change the scene to a neutral city to enjoy a special meal, said expressionlessly.

[This time it's the same as before. 】

"Who knows? They won't want to mess with me just because the Star Sword is in my hands, right?"

[That's not necessarily true. The other person has cerebral palsy, and one cannot guess what a person with cerebral palsy is thinking.]

Yang Weiwu strongly agrees with this view.

Casually taking out a small amount of change from his wallet, he bought a newspaper from a newsstand he passed by and read it as he walked, out of bad habit.

——《The Wind and Thunder Sword Saint swept across the battlefield and defeated the empire's frontline soldiers in one fell swoop》

"On the premise that a guy appeared on the front line of the Empire who was defeated along with the army of the Imperial Palace, the report was made like this. Rather than saying that the Eight Apostles are idiots who don't know how to do publicity, it's better to say that they deliberately promoted him as an enemy of the Empire."

"It was clearly a very appropriate neutral position, and no one was killed."

[But you don't intend to let him join the Empire, right? ]

"When the Empire encounters a star fountain, they will blow it up directly. What I want is energy. How can I allow another me to join the Empire?"

Looking at the face in the newspaper that was almost identical to his own, except much younger, Yang Weiwu sneered.

【326】Wind and Thunder Sword Saint

【Wind and Thunder Sword Saint】.

This is a man without a past.

He first became active on the battlefield two years ago.

At that time, a team of a hundred people from the empire used a surprise attack to break into a temporary stronghold in the imperial hall.

The combat operation went smoothly, or too smoothly, so almost no one thought about the enemy's situation.

——Corpses were everywhere.

This was the evaluation of the people who witnessed the tragic scene.

This surprise attack team of 100 people successfully passed a large number of Protoss troops and saw dozens of demons and witches lying on the ground at the enemy's temporary stronghold.

Dirt, dust, and blood were mixed together, staining his body unevenly.

The limbs, especially the arms and wrists, were cruelly bent in the opposite direction.

No one could understand how this was done - when they found a young man standing not far from where the enemy had fallen.

He was not wearing any imperial or royal attire, but a very inconspicuous grey-black cloak. From the quick glance at his face, it seemed that he was no more than sixteen years old.

The man stood among dozens of fallen Protoss soldiers, and loudly asked a question to the 100-man army preparing for a surprise attack -

"Why start a war?"

One soldier responded:

"Because the hatred between us can no longer be eliminated."

The man asked again -

"So how was the original hatred inspired?"

The soldiers were angry and thought this was a provocation from the other side.

On this road, the feud between the Empire and the Imperial Palace is not a secret information, but basically public.

Although it sounds a bit harsh, no one cares whether it was the Great Witch Nebilis or the Empire who was more violent in the first place.

In the eyes of the soldiers, asking such a question that everyone knows is obviously because the other party is the enemy.

So they rushed forward, and then retreated.

In the form of being kicked away by an irresistible powerful kick.

The man attacked no less than thirty people at the same time in the blink of an eye, and only relied on the ancient cold weapon called the hidden blade to block the bullets from the remaining fifty or sixty people. He dodged or blocked countless attacks like a butterfly flying among flowers.

In the end, the hundred-man army had their arms broken and was beaten to the point where they were no longer able to stand up and resist.

According to a soldier who carefully considered the shooting speed and the number of times to change ammunition, the time it took the other party to make a call should not exceed fifteen seconds.

It was during those fifteen seconds that they witnessed humanity's highest possibilities.

The pinnacle of martial arts.

Everyone calls each other's skills this way.

The numerical disparity seemed like something out of a fairy tale; the surprise attack force, armed with the most elite equipment of the time, was unilaterally slaughtered as if they were facing a pureblood.

However, unlike the pure-bloods with powerful star spirits, the other party is just a human, which is something that everyone can detect.

Because the star energy in the opponent's hand was not detected.

It was at the moment he fell that people realized that it was the young man who had defeated the Protoss troops in this temporary stronghold.

He sat among countless "corpses" and thought for a long time.

No one knew what he was thinking. All they would know in the future was a corner of the battle line, that both the Empire and the Imperial Court had their troops defeated.

Just alone.

Just relying on his legs and hidden blade.

So the other party was called like this——

Wu Sheng.

And in the two years that followed, the man frequently intervened in wars.

The opponent's attack methods gradually changed.

He began to use the sword more often, and began to ride on the wind and rush into the battlefield with thunder.

So people's name for him gradually evolved into the current [Wind and Thunder Sword Saint].

Because once the opponent enters the battlefield with wind and thunder, no one can match him.

In the end, both the Empire and the Imperial Office issued a unanimous order—

If you encounter the Wind and Thunder Sword Master during the mission, give priority to saving your life, and do not take fault if the mission fails.

Yes, just one person has such deterrent power that the top leaders of the two countries actually issued such orders.

"In three years, his body has almost grown and taken shape. His martial arts no longer need to consider the impact of his rapid growth. He has a definite [limit], so he has reached the [optimal solution] within a limited time. It was not until a year ago when he was beaten and seriously injured by a large number of troops that he took the right path - refining the wood element method. From that time on, he had the strength to fight alone without my assistance."

"In theory, the curse would hardly work in other worlds, especially in this world that is not very compatible with the rules of my world. But it seems that it has no effect on him. He has improved rapidly in countless death battles to the point where he can now combine his armor with just sunlight. It makes me feel like I am really the [God of Fighting]."

"The three-year-old is too competitive. He is clearly my past self."

……

Nebilis Imperial Hall, Central Province.

Not knowing what someone in the imperial capital was thinking, a man who had passed through countless defense checkpoints and penetrated deep into the central state, the core of the Nebilis Imperial Palace, walked past the wall with his bounty posted on it, wearing a dark long coat.

He walked among the pedestrians. He had no unique temperament nor the brilliance that attracted everyone's attention. He just walked through the crowd like a part of the crowd.

Gradually, he came to a square where few people stayed.

The square is a bit old and lifeless, but the melodious singing makes some pedestrians who would have just passed by here stay here.

A gorgeous woman with emerald-gold hair stood there singing.

It was a cold winter day, but she was wearing an elegant yet thin dress.

That's exactly what the man is looking for.

The singing gradually died down, and amid a few people's low conversation, he walked towards the noble and elegant woman.

The emerald green eyes met the crimson pupils, and under Ilitia's surprised gaze, the man walked in front of him.

"Long time no see, Miss Tia."

After five years of separation, this was how the young man who couldn't even speak clearly and the unpopular princess first met.

He placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

"My name is Alkaid, and I have come to redeem my treasures according to the agreement I made with you."

The boy was not wearing adult clothes that were not fitting and dirty, but a long coat that fit his body shape and was clean and tidy, and he showed a clean smile.

【327】Ilitia (I)

Let's go back in time to half a year after Arcaid and Ilitia first met.

At the age of ten, Ilitia had a deeper understanding of the nature of this world - no, this country.

Paradise of the Celestial Spirits——

This is the external announcement made by the Nebilis Imperial Palace.

This country, which was founded from the beginning to protect the persecuted newborn Protoss rather than to avenge the Empire, has clearly embarked on a path that is completely contrary to the original Neblis.

After the first queen died from old injuries caused by the empire, the Nebilis Imperial Palace, which only occupied one city, began to expand.

That’s where the Central State comes from.

After that, the purebloods who commanded powerful Protoss - the descendants of the original powerful Protoss conquered with their own strength, and within a hundred years, they established the current Neblis Imperial Hall with more than ten states.

During this process, the purebloods promoted the idea that powerful Protoss should be more respected in order to decide who would be the queen to lead them and to better accumulate strength to take revenge on the Empire.

It was originally an idea that simply encouraged people to move forward, but it was also a political idea that was designed to ensure the prosperity of the Imperial Hall. Even conservatives could not deny this concept.

But thoughts are something that can be easily corrupted. As long as someone is willing, the flow of ideas can be distorted according to their own wishes.

The hatred for revenge, the desire for power, and the attempt to make the phrase "Star Spirits are a brand new possibility for mankind" come true...

Whatever the reason, the purebloods of the royal family are divided into three families, and they use their outstanding offspring to compete for the next queen in a manner that is at least open, fair and just.

There are many criteria for assessment.

Etiquette, politics, art, negotiation, affinity, history, intelligence...all kinds of knowledge and abilities are considered as the scoring criteria for queen candidates.

Illitia has a beauty that is as magical as a goddess even at the age of ten. She has the most unrivaled knowledge and abilities in etiquette, politics, art, negotiation... etc. among the three royal families. It can be said that she is a candidate for queen so powerful that there is no need to consider other candidates.

——The prerequisite is that she has a powerful star spirit.