I'm in Terra

"Have you had enough fun? I have to take the operators on a medical round soon." After letting Victoria tease her for half an hour, Kal'tsit impatiently pulled out Victoria's head. Of course, her anger was just a disguise of shyness. If Victoria continued to play like this, she would also feel it.

But Victoria didn't buy it. He had long been aware of Kal'tsit's pleasure point. How could he allow Kal'tsit to give up halfway?

"It's not the first time your operators have come for medical rounds, so just let them go on their own. Besides, do you really have the nerve to go out and see people with such a big belly? Why don't you exercise quickly to help your digestion?"

Kal'tsit couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard that: "You, you've thought it all out... Don't bite!"

How could Victoria obey? He had already taken advantage of Kal'tsit's conversation to retake the high ground, even going so far as to leave his mark on the highest point.

The desire that had been suppressed for a whole time was ignited by Victory, and Kal'tsit's always calm cheeks were finally flushed. She struggled to take out the communicator from her pocket, and under Victor's teasing, she tremblingly dialed Gavial's number.

"Gavial? ...It's me. Is the team ready? Well done. Um~~~I have some emergencies here that will take some time to deal with. Um~~~Yes, it's the private consultation requested by the lord. Yes, you should just continue with the original plan for the rounds. The official staff will cooperate with you. Okay, see you tonight..."

After hanging up the phone, Kal'tsit could no longer bear it and was completely immersed in Victoria's skillful techniques.

Meanwhile, Gavial hung up the call and looked at his colleagues with a puzzled expression, "Dr. Kel'tsit said she has something urgent to attend to, so she probably won't be able to make the afternoon rounds."

"Isn't this a very normal thing?" Susu Luo shook his head. "Maybe there's another special patient, just like Miss Yelena."

"That's right." Gavial scratched her head and put the matter aside for the moment. She felt that something was wrong with Dr. Kel'tsit's tone during their conversation, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Who cares? As long as she's fine, that's fine.

Gavial, who was open-minded by nature, didn't think much about it and soon devoted himself to the preparations for the medical rounds.

At the same time, a team belonging to Yan State entered the territory of Ursus. Their purpose was to quell the impending war between the two countries.

Wine and Meat: 131 Comfortable Lord Life

The singing of orioles in the sea of flowers heralds the arrival of spring, and the roar of tigers on the hills welcomes the two kings.

Kal'tsit finally understood the bitterness in Yevina's mouth and also knew why Yelena's belly was swollen.

Considering Kel'tsit's frail frame, Victor didn't destroy her in one go. But by the time Victor finished the lunch, Kel'tsit was struggling to even stand up.

So Victoria enthusiastically helped Kal'tsit and helped her into the car in front of everyone.

Perhaps he could open a room next to Yelena's just for Kal'tsit? After watching the maids escort Kal'tsit back to the guest room, Victoria began to fantasize with great interest.

Of course, considering the necessity of the recurring medical consultations and Kel'tsit's professional ethics, this idea ultimately failed to materialize. After all, missing the first afternoon could be explained as an emergency, but missing the entire cycle was obvious to anyone.

Therefore, Victoria slightly modified his relaxation plan: He would wake up early during the day to attend court, ahem, work. After lunch, he would slack off and have some office play. In the afternoon, he would go home to give Lyudmila a dental checkup and test her maid skills. In the evening, he would have dinner with Yelena and briefly make out. As for the night, he would randomly spend the night in either Kal'tsit's or Lyudmila's room.

If Victoria hadn't been bothered by trivial matters, this relaxation plan would have been enough for him to enjoy a whole week. Unfortunately, there is no shortage of impatient people in this world, especially those who are about to take desperate measures.

"The Yan Nation delegation that went to Saint Jun Castle to negotiate peace has disappeared, and it is almost certain that no remains have been found."

On the second day after the Yan Kingdom delegation entered Ursus, which was also the third afternoon after Kal'tsit arrived in Luxembourg, Victoria was drinking tea and reading in the study when the assassin lady suddenly appeared and reported this important news.

Victoria did not stop moving, but his hands tightly gripped Lyudmila's throat. He did not let go of Lyudmila, who was on the verge of suffocation, until the tea tasting test was completely over. He then put on his coat leisurely.

“How many people know about this?”

The assassin glanced at Lyudmila, who lay gasping for breath on the ground, and replied with a smile, "The news has spread throughout Saint Steed Castle, and almost every well-informed noble in Ursus knows about it. The perpetrators haven't been found out yet, but the incident occurred just as the delegation was about to leave the Fourth Army's territory."

"Well done! Now, both sides are bound to fight again, both morally and logically." Victor patted Miss Assassin's head encouragingly. He didn't need to know who had done it, nor did he want to know who had spread the news across the country overnight. Black Snake must have been involved; that was a fact he knew without even thinking.

"Yan Country hasn't received the news that the delegation was completely wiped out yet, right? Does anyone suggest taking the initiative?" Victoria put his clothes in order, picked up the exhausted Lyudmila from the ground, picked up the coffee on the table, and fed her in small sips.

Lyudmila said nothing, swallowing the dry liquid in her mouth in rhythm with Victor. She could tell that Victor seemed more interested in her sensitive throat than her own barely able body.

But what could she do even if she saw it? The maid's contract had not yet ended, and she still had to serve Victoria obediently.

What's more... Lyudmila swallowed the warm coffee, but her hand reached under her skirt without leaving a trace. The test just now made her feel it. Although she remained calm and reserved on the surface, the skirt of Miss King Slayer had already been soaked.

This is also why Miss Assassin looked at her.

She seemed to have developed extraordinary attributes, but Lyudmila, who had very little knowledge in this area, did not realize this and just wanted to cover up her ugly appearance.

"The Fourth Army's aristocratic group, led by Nikalov, and your new friend, Defense Minister Chervin, have both volunteered to fight. Most aristocratic groups, including most emerging aristocratic factions, are eager to go to war. However, Congress has not issued any directives, which means that our Majesty and Speaker Witte have yet to make a decision."

"Oh, let them think about it slowly." Victoria smiled. "The longer they hesitate, the lower the parliament's reputation in the army will be. I actually hope those peacemakers will jump in and muddy the waters. It would be best if His Majesty could hesitate for a few more days."

Miss Assassin shook her head, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise: "Witt is not that stupid. He should be analyzing the pros and cons for Your Majesty right now."

Although Black Snake's intelligence and vision have been invisibly raised by Victoria, it does not mean that she does not like to have fun. Now that the situation in Ursus is changing, it is the time when those jumping clowns and ambitious people are scheming against each other.

Victoria scratched Lyudmila's chin, stood up, and opened the window. "There's no need to pay attention to them. War is inevitable. Whether Your Majesty is for or against it, whether Yan Nation is aggressively seeking revenge or trying to smooth things over, there's no way to stop the restless people in the country. Once desire is aroused, it's not so easy to curb it."

Miss Assassin narrowed her eyes, her body gradually turning into a shadow. "The situation that those peacekeepers worked so hard to build has been completely overturned by a war. When I think of our dear Speaker Witte's gloomy face, I can't help but want to sing."

"It's just a token of my appreciation." After watching the assassin disappear from his sight, Victoria waved to Lyudmila, who was standing nearby clutching her skirt tightly. "Dinner's still over half an hour away. If you'd like, I can accompany you for a depth test."

You bastard! Are you trying to tease me?

Lyudmila wanted to roar, but when she saw Victoria's tent, her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground. The taste test was indeed exciting, but her body wasn't satisfied.

Seeing Lyudmila sitting on the ground, hesitant to speak, Victoria patted his coat and stood up without hesitation. "Since you don't think it's necessary, then I'll leave. Also, I'll go to Kal'tsit's room today to vent your anger. Remember to complete the daily tasks assigned to you."

Before he could finish his words, a small hand grabbed Victoria's collar tightly. Victoria glanced sideways and saw that Lyudmila had already crawled to his side, leaving a long trail of water that had soaked the precious carpet.

"I, I soiled the carpet. Can you punish me? ...Lord Victoria."

Wine and Meat: 132 Invincible

After dinner, Victoria coaxed Yelena to sleep with an expectant look on her face, sent away Lyudmila who had just come to her senses and wanted to continue training, and then he wrote furiously in the study alone.

What he wanted to write was no different from those of the war faction, except that his words were more euphemistic and his reasons were more comprehensive and in-depth. He wanted to use this letter to give the man in Saint-Etienne the impression that although Victoria belonged to the old aristocratic faction, he was still brave and resourceful, and took the overall situation into consideration.

"Kasheina, help me deliver this letter to that person." Putting down his pen, Victoria personally sealed and lacquered the letter. "No need to use special channels, just send it to Saint Jun Castle at full speed by post."

Shadows condensed into drops of water dripping from the eaves. The assassin quietly picked up the envelope and quietly left with it. Only Victoria sat at the desk, deep in thought, and Kashiena, who had leaned against the doorway at some point, was left behind.

"Deliver this letter to His Majesty. Aren't you afraid that he might suddenly have a whim and really send you to attack Yan Country?" With her eyes narrowed, Kashena confidently got into Victoria's arms and sat down.

"That would be even better." Victoria hugged the tall, slender girl, his thoughts drifting to Saint Steed Castle. "If Congress really issued such an order, the generals would simply think Your Majesty is crazy. Then I'll launch a surprise attack on Yan Country, win a decent victory, and then contact Cherven, using insufficient military strength as an excuse to hand over control of the war to him. I don't think anyone would refuse such a piece of juicy meat, right? It would also save me time in the later stages of my career."

"That's right." Kasheina smiled suddenly. "With Luxembourg's current military reserves, it's more than enough to fight a small-scale war. It's a pity that the Congress is very strict about high-end armaments. Even I can't send them in large quantities."

"Your contribution to Luxembourg has been outstanding enough." Victory flicked Kashena's earlobe and blew a gentle breath of warm air. "When the empire falls into chaos, we'll have plenty of opportunities to obtain those war machines. Now we just need to take one step at a time and stabilize the territory. Besides, you didn't come to me just for the matter of Saint Jun Castle, right?"

"Can't I just miss you?" Kashiena smiled and kissed Victoria on the lips. They used their tongues as swords, attacking each other until their bodies gradually became hot, and then they separated, panting.

"Let me share some interesting news with you. The Reunion Movement has already made preparations to separate the blocks. Once Qie City is completely disintegrated, what do you plan to do with the Black Coffin?"

"Of course, whoever understands this will handle it." Seeing Kasheina's calm yet charming smile, Victor stepped forward, letting her experience firsthand what it meant to be passionate. "I've almost perfected Kal'tsit's training. Rhodes Island can basically be considered our ally. Since she once had a deep understanding of the Black Coffin, why not let her continue her research?"

"I knew you'd say that." Kashena raised her eyebrows and unexpectedly took off her disguise in front of Victoria. With Kashena's proactive attack, the two of them instantly became inseparable. "From what I know, she won't allow you to turn the black coffin into a weapon."

Victor took a deep breath and nibbled on Kasheina's neck with practiced precision. "Why does it have to be a weapon? A facility that can provide enormous amounts of energy would definitely be more effective when used for development. Why must it be considered a weapon? If I use the Black Coffin to power agriculture, aid industry, or even as energy for high-tech research, I don't believe Kal'tsit will refuse me."

"I'm narrow-minded." Kashena narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, then jokingly shared another piece of information: "Speaking of which, do you still remember the doll you used?"

Victoria was confused: "You mean Alina? Didn't I regain consciousness? What's wrong? Is there something missing?"

"I've discovered something interesting." Kashena hugged Victoria and kissed his ear with her thin lips. "When I guided your consciousness into her body, I also gathered hers. It was just so you could better disguise her, but I didn't expect her to persist. After you left her body, her main consciousness gradually showed signs of recovery."

"What a strong girl." Victoria nodded. Alina's willpower was enough for him to praise her, but that was all.

"What are you going to do?"

"The key isn't what I want to do, but what she wants to do." Kasheina explained with a smile, "We've become one with Tallulah. Tallulah can't bear to throw her away, and she doesn't intend to give up on Tallulah just like that. Even though she knows Tallulah has fallen completely and that her body has become someone else's tool, she still won't give up."

"Then let her perform the duties of a cadre and assist the others in managing the Reunion Movement." Victory offered a plan without hesitation: "It's a waste to let Tallulah manage the infected. Although we don't plan to send troops to Yan Country or Victoria in the short term, Tallulah's status as a duke can still be put to good use. Of course, not at this critical juncture."

"understood."

After finding out what Victoria was thinking, Kashena stopped talking and thoroughly enjoyed their time alone. She reluctantly left the study only when the bell rang, signaling late at night.

"Dark Blue, add some more."

After consoling Kasheina, Victor picked up a bottle of wine and casually opened the card drawing interface. With the increasing number of women around him, even with Dong Zhuo's wine and women and the bonus of his generals' physical fitness, he still felt a little overwhelmed.

Women are all ruthless characters who suck the marrow and crack the bones, especially those like Kasheina, who wish to squeeze him dry every day.

Taking into account the limitations of strategy, and the fact that Victor did not need those seemingly powerful civil servant skills at the moment, Victor exchanged his accumulated merit points for new general cards on the spot without hesitation.

Unfortunately, his luck was not good this time, and he drew the little-known Pan Feng. However, what Victoria cared about was not the trivial military skills, but the more practical improvement of physical fitness.

Feeling the new strength emerging in his body, Victoria suddenly felt that he was able to recover.

How about going to Kel'tsit tonight? Lyudmila's place wouldn't be a bad idea either. Today's obedience test was a huge success, so I can use this opportunity to consolidate my success.

Considering that the bet with Lyudmila was about to expire, Victoria thought for a moment and chose to knock on Lyudmila's door.

Chapter 133: Selection of Head Maid

In the early morning, when the first glimmer of light shone through the curtains, Victoria woke up with a slight throbbing.

Lifting the quilt, Lyudmila, who had been testing all night last night, was hiding in the quilt, diligently performing her duties as a personal maid.

Seeing this, Victoria was both angry and amused as he slapped the greedy little hyena away and stood up alone to do his daily homework.

They say it only takes a day for a person to change, and Lyudmila is the perfect example. Initially, her mind was preoccupied with only battle and revenge, then she reluctantly accepted Victoria's offer, and last night, she completely abandoned her reserve and became the greediest girl alive.

Her transformation is enough to shock anyone.

Unfortunately, the seven days were already up. Today was the day for this newly awakened person to face reality. After learning the truth, what would Lyudmila's expression be? Would she continue to stay in Luxembourg? Victor was eagerly anticipating it.

He didn't mind having one more member in his harem. Of course, if Lyudmila chose to leave here and live alone, Victoria would not stop her. Everything depended on Lyudmila's own choice.

After completing his daily exercise, Victoria returned to his room with a normal expression. After drawing another military commander card yesterday, Victoria's strength and endurance were greatly improved. The improvement from daily exercise was already quite limited for him, unless he invested a lot of time to develop every bit of potential in his body, but that would not be worth the effort.

However, even if his improvement was limited, he still had to train. Even if it was just to stay in fighting shape, Victor had to invest time in it. The nature of Terra was the survival of the fittest. If he couldn't stay in good shape at all times, Victor himself wouldn't be able to sleep.

Arriving in the living room, the maid, Ms. Lyudmila, had already prepared a breakfast: a standard sandwich, fried eggs, dried meat, and hot milk. Sometimes, Victoria was quite impressed by the maids, who could actually teach an assassin how to make a nutritious breakfast in just a few days.

After finishing breakfast in no time, Victoria waved to Lyudmila while the other girls were still asleep.

The maid was stunned at first, then happily snuggled into Victoria's arms. She seemed to have misunderstood something and thought that Victoria was going to continue his unfinished morning exercise after eating and drinking.

Victoria didn't explain anything, but just gently stroked Lyudmila's head: "Today is the eighth day, and the time we agreed on has arrived."

Lyudmila's eyes widened. She didn't expect Victoria to bring this up on his own initiative. She had been thinking of finding an opportunity to test Victoria's attitude and see if he was willing to tell her the truth.

As if sensing Lyudmila's thoughts, Victoria chuckled and scratched Lyudmila's chin. "Don't worry, I'm not one of those nobles who treat promises as farts. You want to know Boris's whereabouts, right?"

"Yes." After a few seconds of silence, Lyudmila responded in a low voice. Although she had been quite happy staying with Victoria these days, she also had something she had to accomplish—revenge.

"Boris is dead, just before the Checheng incident. He died tragically, and no trace of his body was left." Rubbing Lyudmila's little ear, Victoria told her the truth.

"Boris is...dead?"

The moment she heard the news of Boris's death, the King Slayer's mind was a little confused. She had imagined countless possibilities, but she never thought that her enemy had died suddenly before her revenge.

While being surprised, Lyudmila also felt inexplicably relieved in her heart, relieved that she did not need to waste time searching the world for her enemies, and relieved that she could still stay in Victoria's arms.

"How did he die?"

After a long while, having accepted this reality, Lyudmila raised her head and stared into Victoria's eyes: "Boris is the lord of a place after all, how could he die so casually?"

"Because of greed." Victoria scratched Lyudmila's head. "You should have a general understanding of the whole story of the Black Coffin Incident, right? This is just a small part of Count Boris's plan. Besides the Black Coffin, he lied to his superiors, defrauding the Ursus Parliament of a considerable amount of funds under the guise of researching new weapons. At the same time, he bullied and oppressed the lords of the same faction in the surrounding areas. Aside from another politically inept count in his territory, Boris was practically without any relatives. Almost everyone wanted him dead."

"No wonder. That's why the one in charge of our invasion of Che City that day was another noble. Was he forced into this?" Lyudmila suddenly realized that the Reunion Movement's invasion happened to coincide with the change of ownership of Che City. No wonder their actions went so smoothly.

"Why do you know so clearly?"

Victoria smiled faintly. "Of course, it's because I was the one who pushed for Boris's death. I've been following the trajectory of the Reunion Movement and know your actions like the back of my hand. Boris was, at best, my political enemy, and at worst, a rock in the Reunion Movement's path.

So I used all my connections to hire a few of the Emperor's Blades to investigate and threaten him. Initially, I didn't intend to kill him outright, but rather to use this evidence to manipulate Boris into a puppet. Unfortunately, someone from another faction infiltrated the investigation team. After gathering sufficient evidence, they killed Boris on the spot, even completely destroying his body.

"So you are the one manipulating everything behind the scenes?" Lyudmila buried her head in Victoria's arms, feeling his warmth.

This was her first glimpse into Victor's wisdom. He had already paved the way for the Reunion Movement from a thousand miles away. No wonder Tallulah and Froststar admired him so much. Thinking back, she had been a complete clown for initially thinking Victor had a problem.

Fortunately, I didn't do anything extreme at that time, otherwise it would not be surprising if Tallulah chopped me on the spot.

"So, after knowing the truth, what are you going to do? Stay and continue working for me, or..."

Lyudmila didn't answer, her actions already gave the answer. After fully enjoying Victor's warmth, Lyudmila slid down along Victor's body and knelt lightly beneath him.

Well, it’s a bit unfair that only the master is eating breakfast. Now it’s the maid’s turn to eat.

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Wine and Debauchery: 134 The Unstoppable Rolling Stone

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