Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

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Chapter Ninety-Three: Just how well does this man know me?

With her cat-like face and lynx-like head, the lynx certainly wouldn't give Wayne another chance to take advantage. Thanks to the time-stopping effect of the Lock of Time, her expression returned to its usual calm and composed state, but a lingering sorrow remained between her brows.

Should we tell His Highness Wayne?

Kal'tsit was now extremely hesitant. Telling Prince Wayne would mean that the existence of the demon would be known to "a second person" besides him, thus increasing the demon's power and making it even more difficult to defeat. But if she didn't tell him, Kal'tsit couldn't guarantee that before she and Mon3tr recovered, others wouldn't discover the demon by chance, suffer misfortune, or obtain fragments of the demon, becoming infected and turning into "half-demons" like the Earl of Princeton.

If such a thing were to happen again, the losses suffered by ordinary Victorian civilians and soldiers who have no experience fighting the Wasteland Xenomorphs and may not even know of their existence would be devastating.

Kal'tsit dared not gamble, not even with the slightest chance, she dared not risk the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the eight northern counties of Victoria. In other words, she could only tell Wayne about the demons and ask for his help.

"Your Highness Wayne, are you aware of any enemies of human civilization?"

“The Demon King?” Wayne raised an eyebrow and subconsciously replied, “There’s nothing to do with this, is there?”

Wayne absolutely refused to believe that Theresa would fight Kal'tsit, let alone leave her in this half-dead state.

It's more like they've "made" her like this.

Kal'tsit froze, an expression of disbelief crossing her face. She hadn't expected Wayne's thoughts to stray so far into outer space; she was simply surprised that this man knew the Demon Lord's identity.

How could he dare to defy the world and marry Princess Theresa? Wasn't he afraid of inciting a new anti-demon alliance? Or was he truly coveting the Demon King's power and wanting to use Princess Theresa to accomplish some nefarious schemes?

Kal'tsit remained silent, but after a moment, she shook her head inwardly.

No, that's impossible.

Kal'tsit wasn't heartless; to speculate so basely about the boy who had just saved her life was utterly shameless. Although she was accustomed to the ruthless pursuit of profit on Earth and had seen countless cunning and scheming conspirators, she still deliberately excluded Vayne from the ranks of these rulers.

Just as she could believe that Theresa and her kind, sincere, yet beautifully ethereal vision were genuine, this time, she also wanted to try to believe that Wayne's feelings for Theresa were serious and worth protecting.

Kal'tsit took a deep breath and refuted Wayne's statement:

"The Demon King is not an enemy of any civilization. The so-called Sarkaz prophecy is just a coincidence pieced together from some fragments of memory left over from the inheritance of Originium Arts in the bloodline."

She looked at Wayne and asked seriously:

"Even so, may I ask a question that goes on a different topic, Your Highness Wayne, what does Theresa mean to you?"

“She’s my wife,” Wayne replied matter-of-factly. Although they weren’t officially married yet, he didn’t believe anyone would dare to steal a bride from the Victorian royal family.

Theresa is my wife. Who agrees? Who disagrees?

Anyone who objects, drag them out and continue the discussion. We are a perfect couple, how can we tolerate a monster like you objecting?

Kal'tsit nodded seriously and said:

"I hope you will always remember what you said at this moment, and protect your wife. I will always be watching over you."

Wayne pursed his lips, trying to decipher Kal'tsit's unspoken message. It seemed to mean that after he and Theresa married, Kal'tsit would come along as a dowry maid, and also keep an eye on him to prevent him from cheating.

Wayne nodded happily, "That's great!"

Kal'tsit then steered the conversation back to the main topic, explaining:

"The so-called enemy of civilization is certainly not the Demon King. Princess Theresa has never done anything detrimental to this land. She has always been fighting for the survival of the Sarkaz... The real enemy of civilization is the demon in the wilderness north of the Victoria Forgotten Mountains, the alien species deep in the far north tundra jointly sealed off by Ursus and Sami, the sea creatures from the depths of the ocean whose history is even older than that of Agor, and the evil spirits standing under the high walls at the southern end of Sargon's scorching hot lands."

"They are the enemies of civilization!"

Kal'tsit looked at the thoughtful Vayne and continued,

"Their existence is contrary to the concept of human civilization. Even though they have been banished from city-states, they have never given up reaching into the realm of civilization. And now, a [demon] has appeared in Victoria. You can call it the [Eye of Collapse]."

How did he get in?

"Wayne asked. He actually knew something about demons."

Although Queen Victoria was officially Vina, Winster, the unicorn chieftain, noticed their secret relationship during the coronation ceremony and eventually became one of the few people who knew about the switcheroo plot.

From then on, if Vain needed anything that Vina was entitled to know, he could obtain an identical copy of the information from the unicorn. He also had some knowledge of the existence of the demons and the First Line of Defense of the Forgotten Ones.

Moreover, even if he didn't obtain the secret files about unicorns and royalty, he was still aware of the existence of demons. After all, he had just finished reading the story of the lynx-headed man who had disguised himself to flirt with girls and men before he transmigrated—Wandering in the Dust of the Past, which mentioned the existence of demons for the first time.

But as Wayne said, how did this thing get in?

Neither Vina nor the unicorn received news of the breach in the first defensive line. The "Forgotten Ones" should still be faithfully standing atop the fortress at the top of the mountain, resisting the invasion of the demons. So where did this demon that suddenly appeared and blossomed in the center come from?

Kal'tsit pursed her lips wistfully, then took out the fragment of the pipe shrouded in black mist from her robes and said:

"It was not an intruder. It was once a warrior who guarded the frontiers of human civilization. Even the most terrifying enemies could not kill it, but instead made it stronger. But this time, it died by its own hand, by its own power."

Kal'tsit handed the fragment in her hand to Wayne, pleading:

"Your Highness Wayne, the demon [Collapsed Eye] that appeared in the North was infected by the Ursus Empire's sharpest weapon, [The Emperor's Blade]. I am currently unable to move. Please take Miss Surtr and Mr. Mudrock immediately to subdue him while he is weakened. Once he is completely consumed by the demon, a single demon appearing near a mobile city in the North can easily destroy the city and its more than 100,000 lives! If necessary, you can contact your subordinates and their troops, but please remember, the more humans know about the demon, the stronger it becomes. A soldier's mission is to carry out orders. If you want to successfully subdue the demon, you must never let them know what they are fighting!"

In other words, if you want to recruit ordinary soldiers, you have to be prepared to send them to the battlefield without knowing why, and then send them to their deaths one after another, right?

Even though Kal'tsit used a different approach to cleverly conceal the harsh truth, Wayne still accurately grasped the crux of the problem.

This is a difficult situation. To be honest, Wayne couldn't bring himself to send a group of young, hot-blooded soldiers to an unknown battlefield, only to have them die without knowing why. After all, these were the lives of tens of thousands of people. Even if Wayne wasn't a weak protagonist who felt like vomiting at the sight of killing, he still couldn't bring himself to jump into a sea of ​​blood for a bath.

Do they really think everyone is a Showa era strategist?

It seems there's only one answer: choose the first option.

With your invincible Mudrock Grandma, her invincible Stone Golem, and your invincible Surtr Grandma and the cripple-making machine Leivadin, how could you not defeat a demon that Kal'tsit said might not even have completed its transformation?

Moreover, if the situation truly reaches a critical juncture, Wayne still has a final trump card. He himself is a formidable fighter, though he's not particularly skilled in close combat. If he can't win, he'll just take them, Nigelluda, and Wayne is confident no one can stop him.

As for not going? He hadn't even considered that option.

Unlike some keyboard warriors who only know how to be patriotic, Wayne is handsome, but more importantly, he has a sense of responsibility. Which Chinese person, when faced with national crisis and the lives of hundreds of thousands hanging in the balance, would desert instead of stepping forward? Even if his body is no longer of Chinese descent, even if his motherland is no longer the great and powerful China, as he said, he firmly believes he is a time traveler, a soul with ideals, beliefs, and unwavering will. On matters of principle, he will never compromise his principles with this land that encourages evil!

Having made up his mind, Wayne took the fragment from Kal'tsit's hand, gave her a reassuring look, and was about to leave when his gaze swept over the fragment, a hint of doubt appearing on his face.

He turned around and casually asked:

"Is the Imperial Guard you're talking about the one you fought against in the Earl of Vincent's territory eight years ago?"

Wayne had a deep impression of this guy; he was a formidable character who could force Surtr to retreat even with his invincibility buff. If it was him, then Wayne would have to be prepared.

But at this moment, Kal'tsit was completely astonished.

If the information about the plush toy could still be obtained from someone else, then the battle with the Ursus Guard was an absolute secret belonging only to Kal'tsit's memory. Even Theresa, out of concern that she would worry about Kal'tsit, was not told about it!

How did Wayne find out?

Just how well does this man understand himself?

Chapter Ninety-Four: We've finally found you, Your Highness Wayne!

bang bang.

A knock sounded at the door. Reed, sitting alone on the edge of the bed swinging her legs, turned her head to look at the bedroom door and softly replied:

"Please come in."

Wayne pushed open the door and entered.

"Weicao, I have something to do, I'll be back soon. Can you wait for me at home?"

Wayne spoke quickly, buttoning his shirt as he spoke. He was prepared for Reed's rejection and had prepared his persuasive arguments. But unexpectedly, Reed didn't react to Wayne's words. She simply nodded silently and replied:

"Okay, I'll wait for my brother to come home."

Wayne blinked, and the long explanation that was on the tip of his tongue was instantly swallowed back down by Reed's simple agreement, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Seeing this, Wei Cao smiled, stood up, walked to Wayne's side, looked up at his face, and said seriously:

"I'm not a child anymore. You all have your own things to do, I understand. But promise me, brother, you must come back, okay?"

Wayne pursed his lips, his teeth involuntarily clenching and then relaxing. He looked at the reeds and nodded solemnly:

"I promise."

"Then let's go."

Reed sat back down on her bed, took the book from the bedside table, and said to Wayne:

"I'll read a book while I wait for you to come back. This is the fairy tale book you used to love reading to me."

Wayne frowned. He had no recollection of this matter, but looking into Reed's sincere eyes, he sighed.

"When I get back, I'll read you even more interesting fairy tales."

The story of Little Red Riding Hood lighting a matchstick-shaped glow stick and transforming into Ultraman to battle the evil queen.

Having said that, he waved to the reeds, turned around, and quickly left the mansion. Outside the door, Mudrock and Surtr were fully armed and ready. Not only Wayne, but even the usually somewhat carefree Surtr was serious now. They both knew that in this battle, only victory was allowed, and defeat was not an option.

As the door closed hastily again and Aslan's footsteps faded into the distance, Reed turned his head and kicked the edge of the bed. The black-robed man from Deep Pool, who had been hiding under the bed and not daring to breathe, finally crawled out tremblingly.

The man in black robes was probably terrified by Kal'tsit; he was paranoid about everything he did. Even after Wayne left, he listened intently to the door for a long time before finally letting out a sigh of relief. He turned around, knelt on one knee before the reeds, and said:

(Old Victorian: Miss!)

"Speak to me in the language you speak today."

Wei Cao's brows furrowed with countless worries, but there was no one she could confide in at this moment. Because of the source of this sorrow, her two loved ones were currently trapped in a spiral of hatred she could hardly comprehend.

Why did it turn out like this? On one side is her long-lost brother, and on the other is her blood-related sister. Having them should have been two intertwined sources of happiness, creating an even greater joy. But why did it turn out this way?

Whether it's Celt or Wayne, Reed doesn't want this to happen between them. As far as Reed is concerned, it doesn't matter whether the country belongs to Celt and Drak or Wayne and Aslan; she just wants a complete family.

However, this once complete family has already been broken up twice.

The first instance was when Edward Atrias, the uncle of Reed and Celt, chose to escape his destiny as the red dragon Drak, abandoning his two sisters and fleeing to the Dragon Gate. In the end, however, he still could not escape the fate of his identity being exposed and died far from home.

The second time was when Reed and Wayne's father, the King of the North, abandoned his peaceful life in the North and launched the War of the Roses while Vina's father, Andrew, was dying. He seized the throne of Victoria, but in the end, he never fulfilled his wish to return to the North and see Reed one last time.

The first time, she was too young to understand Edward's inner conflict and did not stop him from running away.

The second time, she lost her memory, was unaware of the perilous situation the King of the North was in, and was unable to stand by his side in the end.

But this time, for the third time, she didn't want to repeat the same mistake. She would do everything in her power to prevent another life-or-death battle between Celt and Wayne. She didn't want to lose even one more loved one.

"Miss, please, come back with me."