I'm in Terra

Lyudmila was startled, and her mind suddenly recalled the crazy scene she saw before she fell into a coma. Her pale face instantly turned red.

"Bah, shameless! Why don't you kill me?"

The assassin turned on the light and sat down on the desk leisurely. "If you were a man, you would have been caught by the Mudstone Squad the moment you walked in. If you were ordinary looking, you would have died the moment you saw the master doing his job. But you are a girl, and a beautiful one at that. The master is famous for his compassion for women. If I killed you, he might even take his anger out on me~~~"

"Mudrock Squad?"

Lyudmila narrowed her eyes. She hadn't expected her stealth to fail from the start. However, she didn't intend to blame anyone. Being outmatched wasn't something she could blame. "Since that guy was coming for me, why didn't he come over now?"

Miss Assassin smiled slightly and was about to speak when she was interrupted by a sound coming from outside the door.

"Get out of here first. Next time you sit at my table, I'll punish you by making you experience being tied to a wooden chair."

Speak of the devil, and here comes the devil. Just as Lyudmila was complaining, Victoria walked in. "Go find two maids to look after Yelena. If she shows any symptoms of a relapse of oripathy, give her a shot of the special medicine immediately. And please inform Dorothy that I won't be attending dinner."

"Understood~" Miss Assassin winked playfully, then obediently transformed into a shadow and disappeared into the room: "I wish you a pleasant meal in advance~~~"

Victor ignored the assassin's antics and casually pulled a chair to sit across from Lyudmila. "I'm curious. Why would a Reunion cadre sneak into my residence when Tallulah and I have already agreed? Was it a personal act? Or does Tallulah have other motives?"

Lyudmila spat in disdain: "Do you think I will tell you?"

"Of course not." Victoria smiled, stood up, picked out a red wine and poured himself a glass. "Whether you answer this question or not only determines my attitude towards you. As for the answer to the question? I don't care at all."

"......" Lyudmila closed her mouth and answered with silence.

"You think you can confuse me?" Victory smiled at the girl's clever poker face. "This is your personal behavior, right? Tallulah knows me inside and out, there's no way she'd send anyone to observe my whereabouts. If I'm not mistaken, you came here specifically to find me, right? But why did you choose to keep silent after seeing me?"

Lyudmila still did not answer and remained silent.

Victoria raised his eyebrows and placed the glass of red wine on the table. Since Lyudmila was not going to cooperate, he didn't mind giving this rebellious girl a good lesson.

In her least favorite way.

Wine Pool and Meat Forest: 125 Swallowing the Bitterness (Part )

How difficult is it to break down a person's psychological defenses? It depends on that person's willpower.

But for Victoria, it was very simple. He didn't even need to take any additional measures. The wine pool and the meat forest were enough to help him accomplish everything.

"Please be my friend, the kind where we can hold hands and be close to each other."

The deep voice echoed in Lyudmila's ears. The magnetic voice made her mind gradually blurred, and the desire that had been suppressed in her heart began to take root and continued to emerge from her heart.

"I'm so thirsty, can you give me some water?"

Lyudmila spoke such fragile words that she had never imagined, but she did not feel the shame she had imagined. Instead, she felt a sense of relief as if she had fallen into the abyss.

It was as if a voice in my heart was saying: "You're already a dying man, it won't hurt to be a little wild, right?"

"Of course, my friend."

Gentle hands stroked Lyudmila's smooth red hair, vaguely reminding her of her interactions with her father when she was a child. Back then, he would gently press her head and rub her hair lightly...

The glass was placed against her lips, and the scarlet liquid touched her cracked lips under the force of gravity. Lyudmila opened her mouth to welcome the gift from her friend.

The sweet wine poured into Lyudmila's mouth, reawakening her vitality. She swallowed with big gulps, desperately trying to stain herself crimson. The excessive amount of red wine slid down the corners of her mouth, and was about to wet her snow-white neck and clothes.

The next moment, a hot head suddenly attacked, and Victoria was like a greedy wolf, kissing and licking Lyudmila's neck greedily.

Lyudmila's heart, which had just been at peace, suddenly stopped. She had never thought that she, who had always played the role of hunter, would one day be treated as prey. But the chaotic depravity was so intoxicating that Lyudmila didn't even want to stop Victoria's radical move.

Although she couldn't stop it.

After drinking a glass of red wine, the determined regicide turned into Lyudmila with blurry eyes. She gently licked her warm lips, savoring the indulgence she had never experienced before.

Becoming friends with Victoria doesn't seem like a bad thing.

Lyudmila smacked her lips and came to a conclusion that she would have never dared to imagine a day ago.

At least that glass of red wine was something she had never tasted in her life.

"Of course, I always use the best when entertaining my friends." As if sensing Lyudmila's mood, Victoria released the girl's white neck. There were some dark red spots on her snow-white skin, which were the kiss marks left by the Wolf King.

"It's not just about wine. I can satisfy all your desires. After all, we are best friends."

Victoria casually put down his wine glass, picked up the dagger on the table, and in a few seconds he cut the rope that had bound Lyudmila for several hours.

good chance!

Lyudmila, her hands relaxed, shook her stiff body. A flash of inspiration struck her, though she hadn't yet completely sunk in. If she unleashed her Originium technique now... she could definitely escape from this villa.

But just as the idea came to her mind, Lyudmila was stunned by Victoria's actions. One, two, three, four, five, the five daggers that originally belonged to Lyudmila were all inserted back into their original positions by Victoria. Then the boy left the girl's side in a big & & & manner, picked up two glasses and poured wine by himself.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Lyudmila instinctively swallowed as she watched the scarlet wine fill the empty glass again. Although she had tasted the wine under restraint, it was indeed the most delicious red wine she had ever tasted in her life.

"Aren't we friends?" Victoria put down his glass and slumped over on the sofa, waving at Lyudmila who was sitting on a wooden chair. "You and I are not enemies. Emotionally, you are Yelena's friend. Logically, you are a cadre I'm recruiting. I have no intention of attacking you. As for tying you to a wooden chair? That was my subordinate's bad taste and a small punishment for your offense. If you feel uncomfortable, I apologize here."

As he spoke, Victoria raised his glass and drank it all, then waved at Lyudmila again: "So, don't you want to come and talk?"

"Humph, there's really nothing I can do about you."

Seeing Victoria lowering his posture so much, Lyudmila snorted and reluctantly got up from the wooden chair.

The next second, her pretty face turned from blue to red, and the change was completed almost instantly.

When she first sat in the chair, her legs were numb and she didn't feel anything, but when she stood up, the wet feeling immediately spread throughout her body. It turned out that when she drank with Victoria, her body was already soaked, but the numbness blocked the transmission of pleasure signals, allowing her to maintain her dignity in front of the King Slayer.

"What's the matter, my friend? Don't hesitate, I have everything you want."

Victoria seemed unaware of Lyudmila's discomfort as he stood up and took Lyudmila into his arms, completely ending the girl's hope of escape.

But Victor seemed oblivious to the girl's discomfort. He held Lyudmila with one arm and, with the other hand holding a glass, continued to chat. "You should know that I've been keeping an eye on the intelligence surrounding the Reunion Movement, and I've heard a bit about your past as well. I won't waste time by saying more. You want to find Boris's whereabouts, right?"

As soon as the word "Boris" came out, Lyudmila twitched suddenly. Then, regardless of her body being on the verge of collapse, she threw herself on Victoria like a possessed person: "Do you know where that guy Boris is? Tell me!!!"

Feeling the impact of Lyudmila's petite but quite substantial body, Victoria smiled and patted his butt. "This isn't the way you talk to a friend, is it? Miss Lyudmila, do you need me to teach you etiquette again?"

Lyudmila trembled slightly, but the desire in her eyes remained undimmed. "I beg you, as long as you tell me Boris's whereabouts, I will agree to any conditions you ask."

"Really? No matter what the conditions are?" Victoria raised his eyebrows and picked up the glass of red wine that belonged to Lyudmila. "How about a glass first? After you finish it, I'll tell you what conditions I want."

"of course."

Lyudmila took the wine glass and wanted to take a sip immediately, but Victoria stopped her hand and smiled as he held Lyudmila's hand holding the wine: "Good wine can't be wasted like this. Drink it little by little like we just did when we tasted it."

Looking at Victoria's smiling eyes, Lyudmila swallowed, but her hand couldn't help but put it to her mouth.

She had a feeling that she couldn't escape the clutches of the guy in front of her.

PS: I will try my best to avoid any embarrassing plots, and hope that it will not be rejected by the censors.

Amitabha~~~~

Wine Pond and Meat Forest: 126 Both sides suffer losses

A week as a personal maid—this was the deal Lyudmila had made with Victor while intoxicated. As long as Lyudmila served Victor tea and water for a whole week, Victor would tell Lyudmila the whereabouts of her enemy.

Although this transaction was no different from selling herself, Lyudmila still agreed to this condition in a daze under the influence of Victoria.

So, in a half-dream and half-drunk state, Victoria unceremoniously enjoyed Lyudmila's small mouth that was big enough to draw silk, and savored the special service known as swallowing bitterness.

Unlike ordinary people, Lyudmila's mouth and throat are very different. The diseased mouth makes her have a smoking organ while also making her throat softer and more fragile. Victoria simply tried the depth of her throat, and this strong warrior collapsed to the ground with his eyes rolled back.

But judging from the way she soaked the carpet, Lyudmila herself must be enjoying it.

I guess so......

Although the new maid was a little too sensitive, Victoria did not intend to spend too much energy on her. A week was enough for him to completely adjust Lyudmila's XP, so what was more important now was the ice beauty with whom he was in love.

Opening up her heart did make Yelena feel much better, but her mineralogy was still troublesome. As long as there was no effective medicine to suppress it, Yelena's body temperature would drop rapidly and erode her body.

Of course, Victor would not allow such a thing to happen. Putting aside how comfortable it was to hold Yelena's plump, slightly cool body, even considering the future reorganization of the Reunion Movement, Victor could not allow Yelena to suffer any accident. Therefore, finding Rhodes Island again was on Victor's agenda.

However, what Victoria didn't expect was that a certain Green Film was even more anxious than he was.

On the third day after Victoria tamed Lyudmila, news of Kal'tsit's arrival was delivered to him, along with a battle report from Lungmen.

Seeing the news he had been waiting for for a long time coming one after another, Victoria contentedly took a hot bath with Yelena, and then returned to his throne in formal attire.

"Hey~ You still remember the important matter. I thought your heart was stolen by that little rabbit~~~" Seeing Victoria pushing the door open, Kashena, who was responsible for delivering information, raised her eyebrows coldly.

Dorothy on the side didn't say anything, but just kept stuffing work documents onto Victoria's desk.

Seeing Victoria's long-awaited "attendance at court", the two personal secretaries expressed their dissatisfaction in various ways. However, how could the young man, who had been in the world of flowers for a long time, be stumped by such a little trick?

With a hug and a passionate kiss, Dorothy's face flushed and she turned back into the caring little girl she used to be.

As for Kashena...

Victoria gently bit her earlobe and whispered in her ear, "After Yelena's matter is over, I look forward to your private meeting with Tallulah."

Although the words were obscure, Kashena still understood what her good brother meant.

"You wish." With a charming roll of her eyes, Kasheina twisted her slender waist and returned to her seat. The embarrassing matter could be discussed later, but the situation at Longmen had to be dealt with immediately.

"It's pretty much what we expected. The clash between the Fourth Army and the Yan Nation has ended in a mutually devastating defeat. The Yan Nation dispatched two legion-sized forces to drive the Fourth Army out of Longmen. But they didn't anticipate the Fourth Army's formidable force. Despite being outnumbered, they held out for three days before collapsing. During those three days, experts from Saint Jun Castle successfully deciphered and detonated Longmen's core area."

Victor shook his coat, a smile unsuppressed. "They tried to force the Fourth Army to retreat by surrounding it on three sides, but ended up shooting themselves in the foot. Nikalov really has a way with his training. These soldiers who fought to the death have earned him great honor. Who controls Longmen now?"

"It's been declared recaptured by the Yan Nation." Kasheina pushed her glasses, a smile flickering in her eyes. "But the Yan Nation hasn't publicly announced their losses. They simply said that Longmen was vandalized by thugs and needs to be rebuilt. However, according to the retreating warlocks' reports, the casualty ratio between the Wu and Yan sides is close to 1:1.8. The outer ring of Longmen has disintegrated, the lower city has been destroyed, and the core area of the upper city has been razed to the ground. They won't be able to perform their duties anytime soon."

"1:1.8? And they destroyed a lot of Longmen's facilities?" Victoria rubbed his chin, his eyes gleaming. "Yan Nation's combat effectiveness is even lower than expected. Those guys in Saint Jun Castle must be completely restless now, right? I guess many people are advising the parliament to press on and further encroach on Yan Nation's territory. Is there any movement from Yan Nation? What about His Majesty the Emperor? What does he think?"

Kasheina was prepared for Victoria's questions. "I heard the Yan Kingdom sent an envoy. Their ostensible intention is to hope that both Wu and Yan can work together to eliminate the bandits roaming the border. They're clearly prepared to swallow their losses and not make a big deal out of it. His Majesty Fyodor's attitude is somewhat ambiguous, and overall, he's not very happy."

"Of course he won't be happy. After all, he just lost the goal he had in his hands. He should be regretting why he didn't send reinforcements earlier." Victoria sneered and waved to Yevina. The latter understood and poured a cup of coffee for the boy, then crawled under Victoria's table in front of Kashena.

Victor snorted softly and continued analyzing Fyodor's mentality. "At this point, capturing Longmen is wishful thinking. Your Majesty probably wants to call it a day. This battle earned Nekalov and the Fourth Army considerable fame, but gained no tangible benefits. If Your Majesty intends to continue suppressing the old nobility, calling it a day is the best option."

Kasheina narrowed her eyes: "Do you have a solution?"

"No countermeasures are needed." Victoria rubbed Yevina's head, caressing her smooth white hair. "Once the war machine is started, it cannot be stopped by His Majesty. The old nobles are not fools. They may not understand politics, but they are extremely sensitive to war and military achievements. Yan Country is weak, and Nikalov has helped them blow the first charge. Soon, someone will continue to play the role of 'bandit'. Not only that, the new noble faction will not stop either. The money has just been pocketed, and the desire has just been mobilized. How can they stop? If His Majesty expresses opposition at this time, it will only make him lose the morale of the army."

Wine Pool and Meat Forest: 127 Re-education

Late at night, a small land craft stopped at the gate of Luxembourg with ease. The sleepy night guard woke up instantly. Just as he was about to pick up the alarm, he found a familiar person coming down from the hatch.

"Why are you visiting so late at night... It's Dr. Kal'tsit. You've come all the way here?" After seeing who it was, the guards immediately relaxed their vigilance. Everyone in Luxembourg knew that Kal'tsit had taken people to various areas to seek medical treatment, and many people in the military camp had been treated by those doctors.

The most important thing is that their lord has always had an ambiguous attitude towards Dr. Kal'tsit. He heard this from a sweet tooth maniac while drinking, and it is highly credible.

Seeing the guards' respectful yet gossipy looks, Kel'tsit asked wearily, "I apologize for visiting so late at night. I wonder if you can arrange a room for us at this time? If not, we can spend the night on the landship and then go into the city to meet the lord tomorrow morning."

"Yes, of course." Upon hearing this, the guard hurriedly came over to greet them enthusiastically. "It's so cold at night in Ursus! You don't have to worry about freezing even if you sleep in the landship all the time! The VIP Inn is open 24 hours a day. I'll ask someone to take you there now."

"That's troublesome." Kal'tsit nodded and pressed the button on the communicator. A few minutes later, a standard medical team disembarked from the landship one after another and arrived at the familiar post station according to the instructions of the guards.

"Wow~ Is this Ursus? It's completely different from the poor place I imagined."

"Gavial, we're not here for tourism."

".......knew."

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The next morning, Kal'tsit knocked on the door of the top-level office in Luxembourg under the watchful eyes of a group of Sarkaz bodyguards.

The person who opened the door was a familiar-looking lady. Kal'tsit remembered that her name seemed to be Yevina, and she should be one of the secretaries recruited by Victoria.

"Long time no see, Dr. Kelsey. Lord Victoria is waiting for you."

Upon seeing Kel'tsit, Yevina smiled and nodded, but her slightly low and hoarse voice made Kel'tsit instinctively frown. She remembered that Yevina's original voice was not like this, and...she seemed to smell the scent of heather?

Kal'tsit didn't comment, but pushed the door open and walked into the office. The scene inside was much the same as when she last visited. Mudstone sat on the sofa, sipping her coffee intently, a textbook in front of her. It looked like her comfortable life hadn't made this good girl slack off.

A huge desk was still placed in half a circle in the office. Miss Dorothy and Ms. Kashena were processing a large number of documents on the left and right. Victoria, who was sitting in the middle, also had a thick document in front of him. Everything looked no different from before.

Except for the faint fishy smell floating in the air.

After calming down, Kal'tsit greeted him coldly, "Nice to meet you again, Mr. Victor. Although it may be presumptuous of me to say this, I still want to remind you that doing this kind of thing during the day will only harm your body."

Victoria paused for a moment, then smiled and put down the documents in his hand. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Kal'tsit. I just happened to have an urgent commission for you. I was worried about how to find you, but I didn't expect that we would be so in tune with each other."

Kel'tsit raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect Victoria to be looking for her as well. "Urgent request? How urgent is it?"

"A patient with oripathy who is nearing the end of her illness." Victoria picked up a pen and tapped Kal'tsit's chest. "I don't want her to die, so please. It doesn't matter how many precious drugs you use, I just want to see a result."

"Take me to her." Listening to Victoria's description, Kal'tsit decisively postponed the purpose of her trip. It wouldn't matter if Rhodes Island's future development plans were discussed a day or two later. A terminally ill patient could die at any time.

As a doctor, she would never allow such a thing to happen.

Victoria put away his pen and called softly, "Mudstone, take Dr. Kel'tsit to see Yelena. Tell the maids to meet all of Dr. Kel'tsit's requests."