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Fujimaru Kyoya looked at the country that was now thriving, with the hope of taking off right before his eyes, but it had come to an end.

The biggest blow to Liu Bei's group from the defeat at the Battle of Yiling was not Liu Bei's death, but that this defeat wiped out all the troops that Zhuge Liang had prepared for him to launch a future uprising.

Even though Zhuge Liang could use the Shu brocade trade, the loss of Jingzhou left Shu without a gateway to the outside world. The Battle of Yiling left Zhuge Liang without any troops to use. At the same time, with the passing of one general after another, the younger generation of generals could not shoulder the responsibility.

Even with Zhuge Liang's extraordinary abilities, it's fair to say he couldn't lead the way.

"Zilong".

"Ok?"

Just as Fujimaru Kyoya was about to leave, Zhuge Liang called him back.

"Thank you. Even if you were alone in this chaotic world, you could survive. You have the ability to roam freely, yet you are willing to fight for this world."

"You flatter me."

[You gave a bland answer, but you were actually more grateful to Zhuge Liang. According to his method, since destiny was already predetermined, whether he came out of seclusion or not was meaningless.]

You can't bear to see the disaster unfold before your eyes, let alone the fact that Zhuge Liang has been predicting such scenarios every time.

Over the years, you've watched Zhuge Liang govern the country and understand that such a person would have been a success if he had assisted any ruler, instead of being destined for a life of discontent.

At this moment, Fujimaru Kyoya understood the helplessness of EX-level Clairvoyance.

Seeing the future but powerless to change it, Gilgamesh must have been in this state of self-abandonment, ultimately falling from a wise king to a tyrant.

Even in the end, he did not change the so-called future; he simply embraced it in his own way.

Gilgamesh reconciled with the future, but Zhuge Liang was different. He could never reconcile with the future; all he could do was focus on the task at hand.

……

During this period, one shocking thing after another came: Guan Yu was knocked down from his pedestal just as he reached the peak; Liu Bei was initially full of momentum when he sought revenge for his brothers, but in the end, he was burned to ashes.

If Fujimaru Kyoya hadn't pulled him out of the fire at the last minute, the scene of entrusting his son to Baidi City might have been repeated.

Such is the strange way things can change.

At the Battle of Guandu, everyone thought Yuan Shao would win; at the Battle of Red Cliffs, everyone thought Cao Cao would win; at the Battle of Yiling, everyone thought Liu Bei would win, but they all failed.

The defeat was so humiliating that there was nothing more to say.

"Zilong, do you think I'm stupid?"

Liu Bei spoke with a pale face. Because Fujimaru Kyoya had made preparations in advance, Liu Bei was almost unharmed when he arrived.

But this failure was a huge blow to him.

As an elder brother, he was unable to avenge his younger brother; as a ruler, he squandered most of his family's fortune. Did he still deserve to be assisted by Zhuge Liang?

“If you don’t stand up for your brother at this time, he won’t help you.”

Fujimaru Kyoya's words made Liu Bei's expression much better; they were not a lie but the truth.

"Zilong, we're friends, right?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"Don't say such things. You still have many years to live. You should teach A Dou a good lesson. Some things are much better done by his own father than by outsiders."

Even someone as uncultured as Fujimaru Kyoya knew that the struggle between royal power and the power of the prime minister was extremely dangerous. Although Zhuge Liang himself had no intention of usurping the throne, his heart was with the world, but he didn't care who would rule it.

“My relationship with the strategist is one of entrustment between a monarch and his subject; I entrust the future of this country to him. But it’s different with you.”

Liu Bei stared intently at Fujimaru Kyoya, and he could sense the seriousness in his eyes.

You understand that because of your interference, Liu Bei could live for many more years, but you also understand that Liu Bei, as the ruler, is already dead, killed in the great fire of Yiling.

“I am not acting as a monarch, because you have never been my subject, so as a friend… I entrust A Dou to you.”

"I see."

[You agreed. After Liu Bei, as the ruler, died, all that remained was the benevolent Liu Bei. With his brothers gone one after another, he only hoped that his children could receive help.]

As a friend, you have no reason to refuse.

[Talent "Last Will" Unlocked: A gentleman keeps his promise, even unto death. Even if only your soul remains, you will fulfill the vow you made.]

Time continued to pass, and although there were some deviations from the original history, Liu Bei's survival could not bring better development to the Shu Kingdom.

You understand that Zhuge Liang has already begun formulating a strategy for the Northern Expeditions, and he intends to entrust the defense of Jieting to Ma Su.

You told Zhuge Liang that Ma Su might fail, but Zhuge Liang had already anticipated this, yet he still insisted on handing Jieting over to Ma Su.

[You sensed the other party's will. The Shu Kingdom now lacks a pillar of strength. If he and you both fall, who will be able to lead the overall situation? Even if he might fail, Zhuge Liang still sent him to guard Jieting.]

In Shu, there were no great generals, so Liao Hua was made the vanguard.

Such a rise and fall is probably the tragedy of this country.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Dead Zhao Yun Begins to Attack Me

You watched Liu Bei die, and you felt very sad; a friend had left you in this world.

【you are dead. 】

Are you... dead...?

Fujimaru Kyoya opened his eyes. If he remembered correctly, he should have died, passing away peacefully in his own home.

Yes, I should be dead.

Fujimaru Kyo didn't understand the current situation either. Logically, he should have returned to his original world, but he still lingered on this earth like a ghost and refused to leave.

【do you remember?】

what?

What happened to your promise?

But I am already dead.

Do you really think life and death are such inconvenient things?

Yes, life and death are not such inconvenient things.

Fujimaru Kyoya still had one thing to do; he couldn't just die like that now.

You died, but you still watch, watching your friend's repeated northern expeditions fail time and again.

As you watch the Sima family grow stronger and gain considerable influence in Wei, they collude with various powerful clans, and the time is ripe for them to usurp the throne.

[You see Zhuge Liang seriously ill. He's been too hands-on; the carefree young man he once was is gone. Now, he works tirelessly day and night to handle official duties, and illness has taken hold of him.]

You witnessed his last northern expedition...

……

During his final Northern Expedition, Zhuge Liang understood that given his physical condition, this was his last expedition.

Even if he succeeded, his body wouldn't be able to keep up. Although Jiang Wei was talented, he lacked Jiang Wei's prestige. It was a situation where winning was tantamount to losing, but he still had to go.

"Three thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven people."

Zhuge Liang silently recited this number, but no one knew its meaning; those who did were already dead.

[You understand this number; you know exactly what number Zhuge Liang was so fixated on.]

Have you saved so many people already?

You recall how Zhuge Liang would periodically discuss the results of his calculations with you, only to find that a few people were merely clinging to life, a cycle that continued until someone finally passed away peacefully at the end of their life.

You were laughing like an idiot back then.

Fujimaru Kyoya looked at the aged Zhuge Liang, and even at this moment he still hadn't forgotten this matter.

This number represents the number of people who exceeded Zhuge Liang's initial calculations. These are the few lives saved by his and Fujimaru Kyoya's efforts to change the situation.

Two people for three thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven people—Fujimaru Kyoya and Zhuge Liang had already made a fortune, but it still wasn't enough…

Zhuge Liang's gaze was fixed on Sima Yi. If he could kill Sima Yi, he could make the Sima family's dynasty established and destroyed sooner.

The number of people who could be saved could be in the tens of thousands.

Zhuge Liang's funeral for Sima Yi was a great fire in Shangfang Valley. Since "fire" always had a special meaning in this era, why not use this fire to send you off to your grave?

As you gaze upon the raging fire at Shangfang Valley, you realize this is not Sima Yi's final resting place.

Yes.

Fujimaru Kyoya remembered that the final outcome of the Great Fire at Shangfang Valley was a downpour that extinguished the flames, allowing Sima Yi to escape.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared in the sky, and as the temperature changed due to the flames, the climate began to change, causing rain to fall in the previously rainless Shangfang Valley.

Sima Yi looked at Zhuge Liang on the mountaintop. He naturally understood that no one could surpass Zhuge Liang in terms of celestial phenomena, so he would use this method.

"If you miss this opportunity, you have no hope of turning things around."

Sima Yi felt the heavy rain, which was like a blessing from heaven to him. But what would happen if this rain fell on Zhuge Liang?

No one knew what the strategist with the dark expression was thinking at that moment, but everyone knew that the heavy rain had made Zhuge Liang's illness completely uncontrollable.

News of Zhuge Liang's impending death spread throughout both armies. At the same time, an even more terrifying message arrived: Zhuge Liang wanted to use the Seven Star Lamp to prolong his life and borrow lifespan from heaven to continue the Northern Expedition.

"Ridiculous. How could such a thing exist in this world? Besides, look at the state of Shu now. Where would they find the manpower to continue waging war?"

Sima Yi chuckled, but a strange unease washed over him.

What if... what if it's true?

Even if he could only borrow one more day of his lifespan, Sima Yi did not want to continue facing Zhuge Liang, this troublesome adversary. He wished the man in front of him would die as soon as possible.

That's right, he has already won completely, so why not kick him while he's down?

As long as he uses the same trick again and prepares the spell to exchange his main body and his substitute, he can escape even if he encounters danger, not to mention that he has already figured out Zhuge Liang's army formation.

There simply couldn't be any creature that posed a threat to him.

Legend has it that if the main lamp of the Seven Star Lamp is kept burning on the last day, the caster will be able to extend their life by twelve years.

Sima Yi ordered Xiahou Ba to launch a surprise attack on the Wuzhangyuan military camp, while he infiltrated the ranks. Even if Zhuge Liang was indeed plotting something, he believed he could escape.