Whose Xingyue looks like you?

no one?

The empty room made Ophelia's mind go blank for a moment. There was a note on the dressing table.

Ophelia couldn't help but feel annoyed, but considering that the other party also came from a magic family, this self-centered state was actually quite normal.

The note clearly read:

By the time you come in, I'll probably have already run away. You need to learn to rebel against your surroundings, idiot! Eat your cake yourself. By the way, your cheesecake is too sweet for my liking.

"Ah, when you come again, I will definitely make Sigurd fight you to the death. That cake was originally meant for me to eat!"

Humanity Frozen Volume: Chapter 32: King Red's Speed!

Under normal circumstances, Ophelia would never have been so angry.

She became like this after she met Walter White. Ophelia used to be quiet, sophisticated and elegant.

Her outstanding appearance and the subtle aura she exudes make everyone, whether it is a magician, a servant, or a non-human, confess their love to her.

There is no doubt that she is like the heroine of an otome game in an extraordinary world view.

A traditional magician family, noble Nordic blood, exceptional talent and gem-quality Mystic Eyes, and a personality that was completely unlike that of an heir to a magician family.

A girl who is sensitive, emotional, kind, and without the arrogance, ego, and bad temper of a magician.

Until I met Bai Ming, all my sensibility and emotions disappeared, leaving only deep doubts and fears.

If Bai Ming had not been much gentler on her than on others, she would have started to resist long ago.

So, today, Bai Ming came over, snatched her afternoon tea, ate her cake, and then told her that he spanked her because she always looked at him with a sour face every Sunday, and also because he wanted her to learn to resist. *Nordic swear*, then why did I get spanked for so long? Am I some kind of grudge? Can't you just say it directly? Can't you find another way to help me?

Ophelia continued to look at the note with the message on it:

I guess you are wondering why I have to help you in this way instead of a better way? There is only one reason. People can't teach you by themselves, but things can teach you once. If you don't get beaten, you won't know that you should resist. You can eat the cake yourself. We will meet again soon.

Ophelia was too lazy to read it. This guy was talking nonsense.

The scene changes to the Russian Lostbelt

The mountain-like Ivan the Terrible was awakened.

The man who woke him up grew taller in the blizzard, and the entire Russian Lostbelt's Killing Hunters melted away like spring water.

The snow in the entire Lostbelt suddenly became heavier.

The earth throughout Russia trembled, and the wind and snow surged.

Even Yaga, who had fur, felt the pain of the snowflakes blowing on his fur.

The Yagas gathered in Moscow saw the two "giant mountains" in the wind and snow. Although they had little mental resistance, they all knelt down and surrendered to Ivan the Terrible and Bai Ming.

The concept of the survival of the fittest is deeply engraved in the blood of the Yagas. It will take a long time to make them become humane, but Bai Ming no longer wants to wait.

"Are you the one who awakened me? Ah, this rich blood, this thick murderous intent, and this face, you who came from pan-human history, how many people have you killed?"

A voice like thunder exploded in the blizzard. Bai Ming nodded slightly and said, "Ivan the Terrible, your reign should come to an end."

"Foolishness!"

There was a hint of crying in the powerful voice.

This voice has some power that affects the mind, but it is completely useless to Bai Ming.

The Tsar, like a giant beast, and Bai Ming collided with each other.

"This method is useless..."

The man's voice was very calm, and his strength made Ivan the Terrible feel shocked and angry. Ivan the Terrible increased his strength, but it was like a drop in the bucket in front of the giant.

The power disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Your people have no way to survive. Only by following me can they survive."

Ivan the Terrible felt some pain, the pain coming from his body, from the place where he was wrestling with the man.

"My methods are not wrong. You are the ones who are wrong. This nightmare must come to an end, this era must be extinguished, and then I will expand my territory!"

Ivan the Terrible roared.

Ivan the Terrible was not a magician, but just an ordinary person who knew about the existence of the mysterious side.

In order to survive the era, he first tried it himself and became Fu Rui, and then made the entire country become Fu Rui.

He has powers close to those of a god, and he has magic powers, but what he is best at is using force.

But who is Bai Ming afraid of in terms of strength?

Even Ivan the Terrible, who had merged with a series of products such as mammoths and thunder, could not force Bai Ming to retreat even a single step. The thunder that Ivan the Terrible accidentally released with increased strength damaged Bai Ming's tight vest.

Bai Ming had no expression on his face.

"That's all I have to say—"

With a loud bang, a large amount of blood spurted out from Ivan the Terrible's body, and the painful roar resounded throughout the blizzard-covered Russian lossbelt, but Bai Ming's hands did not stop.

The tusks were broken and the fur was torn.

The painful wails continued until he was on the verge of death.

Ivan the Terrible, who was as big as a mountain and fused with a mammoth, was beaten half to death by Bai Ming and lay on the ground.

"Why... why?"

Ivan the Terrible, who was awakened by Bai Ming after feeding him a large amount of magic resources, was now like a candle in the wind. He expressed puzzled doubts.

"No reason. I originally intended to declare the end of your rule over this Lostbelt and then annex it. But you're so stubborn that you won't even show up. So I'll have to beat you half to death."

"This Lostbelt has no future... You should know this all too well."

"That's because you don't have the strength, so you can't do anything, just like you're almost skinned and cramped by me right now."

Bai Ming let go of Ivan the Terrible: "I will not let your life end here. It is said that Ivan the Terrible is extremely cruel, so you should also know that you will be humiliated after being defeated."

"Ho..."

Ivan the Terrible did not react excitedly, but instead felt a sense of relief: "Inscribe this insolent punishment on my flesh, my contradictory king, and let me follow your pilgrimage."

Ivan the Terrible was beaten to death like a ** in front of Yaga, and then his skin and fur were peeled off, marking the end of his life.

Bai Ming's ferocious look was deeply engraved in the eyes of all the Yagas.

The man's voice echoed throughout the Russian Lostbelt.

"Yaga, prepare to move to the New World. Kadoc, prepare to close this Lostbelt. Now go and take your Servants to beat up Fujimaru Ritsuka and let her grow up."

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The new world chosen by Bai Ming is his own British Lostbelt in North America.

He has never cared about what is in his own lossbelt - it is better to say that he has no intention of managing his own lossbelt seriously, and he just does whatever he wants.

Bai Ming's Lostbelt is a vast territory with four seasons of normal weather.

The area occupied by the people created by Bai Ming alone is less than one-thirtieth of the entire Lostbelt, which is more than enough to carve out a living area for the entire Yaga human race. The only bad thing is that it is hard for the servants summoned by Bai Ming, who have strong administrative management capabilities.

The boss is nowhere to be seen all day long, but his workload has inexplicably increased exponentially.

Aguguiwen, who was entrusted with an important task, wished he could be split into hundreds of parts.

"Mordred!"

Agguiwen's tone was cold. "At least you have handled government affairs with your father before. You also did similar things in the Sixth Singularity. Your ability is unquestionable, so come and help me."

"Ah, no, those things are boring. The ones that affect the whole body are the most troublesome."

Mordred looked impatient and had no intention of helping his brother share the heavy work. Seeing this, Aggravin persuaded him, "Once you're done, I'll tell my father to make time to play with you."

"Give me half of the task. Now I'll show you the speed of King Red!"

Humanity Freeze Volume: Chapter 33 Mashu: ?????? ?????

Agguiwen didn’t know whether King Red was extremely fast, but he was indeed exhausted.

He was responsible for the communication and planning of the placement of the Yagas who were placed by Bai Ming to fight.

Whether it was Morgan or the Altrias, no one who could have asked about this matter came to ask Aggravin if he needed help.

Even if Agguwen wanted to ask his two reliable brothers, Gaheris and Gawain, for help, these two brothers could not give Agguwen any help.

As for Gareth…

This is the only designated mascot in the house.

After much deliberation, Agguiwen finally grabbed Modred, whom he had asked to share government affairs.

"Sir Mordred."

"Call me Red King!"

"Whatever you are, you want your father's recognition and reward, right? Then, how about I leave the task of arranging the Yaga to you?"

Modred couldn't help but feel her scalp tingling as she looked at the documents piled up like a mound, but she decided to take the job for the big promise that Agguiwen had made.

"Leave it to me."

Mordred took a deep breath. Isn't it just a few more government affairs? His father, mother, and the people his father brought back probably have even more to do. He needs to work hard!

Actually

Shirou Emiya, Shinji Matou and Red A have nothing to do except cooking, so they are all resting and studying. Sakura Toosaka has become obsessed with the competitive sport of wrestling.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who said he would go through fire and water for the Byakumei family for generations, spends his time organizing daily intelligence and taking care of his wife and children.

(But he still left most of the work to Hisau Maiya)

Aozaki Touko was busy running around the entire Lostbelt looking for new materials to make puppets.

Toosaka Rin is flown around in the sky by Ishtar Rin every day, and Ereshkigal either fishes in the underworld or fishes on the surface.

Jeanne d'Alter is busy improving her painting style and working hard to create books.

The only ones who are actually busy here and there are the servants who have the ability to engage in politics. The other servants who do not meet the requirements are just like gatekeepers, wandering around in the losszone casually.

Also.