I'm in Terra

Luxembourg's finances were secure, and Victor placed great emphasis on the training of his soldiers. On the day the unit was established, he paid the soldiers their monthly pay and even hired Luxembourg's best construction team to help them renovate the land.

Barracks, training grounds, rest areas, medical rooms, and necessary sentries. Chernobyl was originally a commercial city, and the land seized by the Integration Movement was mostly civilian residential areas. To transform them into a barracks suitable for troop stationing, it would take a lot of time to demolish and rebuild them.

Fortunately, time is not urgent, and Victoria does not intend to send these infected people to the battlefield so soon. Whether it is the invasion war against Yan Country or the upcoming civil war, Victoria does not intend to be too active.

"A mature Ursus Legion consists of roughly 20,000 to 30,000 men. More than a third of them are infantry, about a quarter are crossbowmen, plus warlocks, personal guards, mortar squads, and high-tech troops."

With just one recruitment drive, Victor had already estimated the number of troops Luxembourg could recruit. The typical elimination rate for a new recruit camp was between one-fifth and one-tenth. For a group like the Reunion Movement, which had experienced battle and bloodshed, the elimination rate would be even lower. Adding in the already trained soldiers, Victor now had over 20,000 soldiers at his disposal.

Less than a year had passed since he had risen up in Norvinsk, and possessing twenty thousand men was a remarkable figure. However, these troops alone were far from sufficient. Excluding the soldiers defending the city and maintaining order, the infected in training, and the high-tech weapons and warlock units that were still far from ready, Victoria could only muster a little over ten thousand men, far short of the normal strength of a legion.

"With the addition of the infected, the number of infantry has reached a critical mass. Given Luxembourg's current output, it's highly likely that further increases in troops will be impossible. The most urgent task is to improve the overall quality of the troops, especially the special forces. This land is definitely not a place where physical strength alone can do whatever one wants. Warlocks and advanced technology must be mastered."

After settling the remaining infected, Victoria didn't return to City Hall. Instead, he went to Tallulah, who had left earlier. He didn't need to worry about the subsequent recruitment work; several capable secretaries could easily help him handle it.

"It's almost impossible to achieve our goal within Ursus." Tallulah thought for a moment and shook her head regretfully.

Alina, who was wearing thick winter clothes, brought a plate with cooked broth on it. She looked at Victoria with curiosity and nervousness. She wanted to really see who this guy was who once controlled her body.

"Thank you." Victoria took the broth, his thoughts not interrupted by Alina's appearance: "Is the channel blocked? Or..."

"Others will definitely notice and be alert." Talulah took a sip of the hot soup. The scorching soup could not shake Draco's tolerance. The small pieces of minced meat were swallowed into his stomach along with the soup and became nutrients for the flames.

"The main problem is Saint Stein. Ever since the Emperor issued the new anti-war regulations, the training of war sorcerers has completely ceased. Aside from Saint Stein, where a training base for war sorcerers still exists, the training centers in other cities have almost all been abandoned. After all, the current environment is different from before, and the infected are completely ignored by the nobles."

"But we are different." Victoria opened his eyes and looked at Tallulah with a burning gaze. "We accept the infected and we accommodate them. As long as there are skilled warlocks willing to become teachers, we can continuously cultivate warlocks."

"But it can no longer be found in Ursus..."

"Then look outside of Ursus! For example... Leitania."

PS: It seems to have exploded?

Wine Pond and Meat Forest: 138 Peeping

This land has a variety of civilizations and a variety of powers, but very few of them are suitable for Ursus.

'Gods', Originium skills, and technology, these are the only three powers that Victory can get his hands on.

He already possesses the power of the "God". Although the "Immortal Black Snake" represented by Kashena does not have a high-level combat power, the power it possesses can help Victoria successfully seize the entire country.

Intelligence, connections, secret lines, Kashena's power belongs to the power of the soul, and it can hardly provide any help for the war.

Therefore, when Kashena said she was powerless, Victoria had to find a way to arm his troops himself.

In fact, based on his thinking and experience, he would rather recruit some scientists in the territory to gradually research and unlock Originium technology. Unfortunately, his time is limited, and the friction on the Wuyan border cannot last too long, so he can only choose some relatively quick methods.

For example, he could directly find a way to obtain a large number of Ursus' cutting-edge technology products, or he could find an excellent team of warlocks and ask them to help him train infected people with the potential to cast spells.

The former had already been rejected by Kasheina. Ursus, already on wartime alert, was practically unable to deliver a large number of weapons through covert operations, and Victor didn't want to draw too much attention at this critical juncture. Furthermore, there were no countries near Ursus that specialized in weaponry research and development. Even if he wanted to purchase a batch of weapons from the nearest Casimir, he would have to pass through almost the entirety of Ursus, essentially eliminating Victor's potential for technological advancement.

Therefore, if Victoria wanted to improve the combat effectiveness of his troops, he had no choice but to start with the warlocks. A powerful warlock, especially a powerful warlock, could single-handedly change the outcome of a war. With the ability to bomb from extremely long distances, alter or even distort terrain, conceal groups, and silence large areas, each warlock possessing these special skills was a valuable treasure for the army.

But Ursus personally severed this vein of minerals. From the moment the lower classes discriminated against the infected, and the middle classes enslaved and even hunted them, the training of war wizards became meaningless. Talented people are always a minority in the world, and the vast majority of war wizards will contract mineral sickness during their training.

Therefore, since the death of the late emperor, this group that was once at its peak in Ursus has gradually disappeared. Apart from the relevant training facilities remaining in the Holy Castle, there is no trace of war sorcerers in other cities.

For the sake of peace and stability, Ursus voluntarily gave up the key to power. But Victoria was not about to give up. If he couldn't find a place suitable for training warlocks in Ursus, he would look for one outside of Ursus.

Leithnia is Victoria's first target.

Bordering Ursus and not far from Luxembourg, the country was renowned for its music and Originium craftsmanship. Most importantly, Victor knew the right person, someone who could help him build a warlock troop.

An important character who appeared in the "Black Key" event was Countess Gertrude, a woman who would do anything to survive.

Although Victor was not a fan of the plot, he was impressed by several supporting characters, and Gertrude was the best among them. The reason why Victor remembered her was simple: this lady was both beautiful and vicious enough.

The most important thing is that she is a pretty good tool.

Before considering Gertrude, Victoria had also thought about whether to cooperate with the so-called remnants of the Witch King, but considering their extremely unstable values ​​and possible patriotic sentiments, Victoria chose Gertrude, who had no bottom line.

With the candidate and the goal in mind, all that was needed now was a reasonable plan. Before personally "negotiating" with Ms. Gertrude, Victoria had to first take care of the affairs within the territory.

As a lord, Victor couldn't leave his territory for long, so Dorothy, who also possessed dimensional transcendence, became an essential companion. Victor planned to spend some time helping Dorothy sort out her sports affairs, then take her on a cross-country vacation.

Before that...

"Kashena."

Kasheina, who was slacking off, shuddered slightly, then raised her head calmly: "Why, do you want it?"

Victoria ignored her antics and glanced at Mudstone at the door. Mudstone understood and locked the door, blocking Yevina who was about to leave.

"Arrange a caravan to settle down in Visheheim, Leithania. Remember to bring some good hands; they will be needed later."

"Viseheim in Leithania?" Kashena narrowed her eyes, as if realizing something: "I'll arrange it right away."

Victoria nodded, stood up and walked over to Dorothy, who was busy with her work. "Tao, give me half of the documents you're responsible for. After we finish working on the integration movement, you can go on vacation with me for a few days."

"Going on vacation? Got it." Dorothy nodded calmly, her hands still moving, but from the joy that flashed in her eyes, she was still very happy about Victoria's invitation.

After arranging everything, Victoria opened the office door and patted Yevina, who was standing there at a loss. "Work hard while I'm on vacation, and keep an eye on Kashena. Don't let her slack off too much. If everything is normal in Luxembourg when I come back, I'll give you a reward."

"Hmm~~~Okay." Yevina shuddered, frantically swatted away Victoria's mischievous hand, and quickly fled the office. She still had a pile of documents to pass on, and if Victoria caught her now, she would have to work overtime again tonight.

Looking at Yevina's panicked back, Victoria raised the corner of his mouth, slumped down on the sofa, and hooked his arm around Mudstone's shoulders. "I'll rest for a few days. Luxembourg's safety is in your hands. Don't worry about the military camp. Hunting Bee and Tyrant will help take care of it."

"Got it." Mudstone nodded solemnly: "Leave it to me."

"Very good, then let's start working overtime. Kashiena, I want to see all the documents on your desk processed before I leave work this afternoon, otherwise you won't be able to go to bed tonight. A Tao, bring me the documents that need my processing."

"Tsk, got it."

"it is good!"

PS: I have had a cold and fever these days, and my CPU is about to burn out. I lie in bed every day and don’t want to move. I almost don’t want to play games anymore.

Especially yesterday when I was playing N16 Demon Rabbit, the simulator crashed as soon as I clicked on it, and I was completely numb.

Wine pond and meat forest: 139 Gertrude

Leithnia, the land of sorcery and towers. If one were to choose a nation of sorcerers on Terra, Leithnia would undoubtedly be the one. Its rich academic and musical atmosphere has fostered a large number of sorcerers. This is the main reason Victory set his sights on this land.

The Leithanian city of Visheim is also a Leithanian city that cannot be more standard.

Towering towers, the city is ancient yet full of charm. Warlocks, through their mastery of Originium, have managed to preserve the ancient tradition while also possessing the advanced features expected of a mobile city. While an infected area has been established within the city, Leithania's management of the infected is quite lax, with no further measures being taken beyond roughly separating ordinary residents from the infected.

Even in the area where the infected gather, there is Leitania's most indispensable concert hall - the Sunset Hall.

Because of the existence of this concert hall, the area where infected people gather is also called the Sunset Area. When there are holidays or celebrations, there are many nobles who gather here to enjoy the beauty of music with the infected people.

Perhaps here, oripathy is not the original sin, but tone-deafness and insulators of Originium techniques are.

As the administrator of Visheim, Gertrude was a reputable lord. Young, beautiful, and possessing both striking charm and a powerful presence, she managed Visheim with impeccable order. Aside from her penchant for enjoying music in the Sunset Hall, the citizens could find no fault with Gertrude's administration.

As for the question of whether they like going to concert halls? Come on, they like going too.

Today, however, Ms. Gertrude, who was supposed to finish work early and clock in at the Sunset Hall, was a rare absence. The reason was simple: not only was she sleepless again last night, but also because of some threats that were beyond her reach yet were very close to her.

"The Witch King's remnants..."

After forcing herself to finish her work for the day with tired eyes, Gertrude collapsed in her seat. If it were any other time, she would have stretched out her body and gone to the Sunset Room to enjoy Mr. Chenier's music.

But today she was in no mood at all.

To tell a somewhat complicated story, although Gertrude herself also possessed excellent Originium skills and decent musical accomplishment, she herself did not have a convincing enough power. Her earldom was inherited from her foolish father and brother.

Visheim was not a marginal city during the Witch-King period. On the contrary, it had a glorious past, and the Sunset Hall built at that time was the best witness of it.

However, when the Witch-King was in decline, Gertrude's father did not protect himself like most nobles or follow the regional elector. Instead, he stood up loyally and openly acknowledged his support for the Witch-King's rule.

So he died, a ridiculous and foolish death. And what about Gertrude? It wasn't until the day her foolish father made his announcement that she realized he was a diehard Witch King loyalist, and even that the entire Visheim County was one of the lairs of the Witch King's remnants.

The moment she knew the truth, she just wanted to slap her own father a few times. He was not even willing to hide his identity and was so foolishly exposed to everyone.

So he died, and a large number of the Witch King's remnants died in the Elector's purge.

Surprisingly, after confirming that Gertrude and her brother were not remnants of the Witch King, but merely implicated, the Elector generously spared them and even allowed her brother to inherit their foolish father's title and territory. The only price he paid was that Visheim was tacitly exiled by the nobles, moving from a position very close to the capital to the edge of Leithania.

In Gertrude's view, this was not a big deal. As long as the title and territory were still there, they would eventually have a chance to make a comeback.

But that day will never come.

If Gertrude were asked to name the two things she regretted most, she would definitely give the answer without hesitation:

First, she failed to see that her father was a complete idiot, and therefore missed her best chance to stop him.

The second thing is that she didn't even realize that her brother was ten thousand times more stupid than her father!!!

The transfer and decline of Visheim stimulated the young count's self-esteem, so he followed his father's example and repeatedly swore allegiance to the regional elector.

This wouldn't have been a big deal, but her brother had done something foolish. Not only did he claim to follow the Elector's lead, he also launched a large-scale search for any suspicious groups or individuals within the territory.

Yes, he wanted to eradicate the remnants of the Witch King in Visheheim in exchange for the future of the city.

It goes without saying that even if Gertrude's brother is a fool, even a fool can capture the remnants of the Witch King in a city that was once the stronghold of the Witch King's remnants.

As a result, the once orderly city completely collapsed. The trusted lords ignored state affairs and focused only on dealing with the so-called "remnants of the Witch King", without realizing that the scythe of death had already been raised high.

However, this farce ended dramatically with the sudden death of the new lord.

Many people believed that the lord was retaliated by the remnants of the Witch King because of his high-profile actions, but that was not the case.

It was Gertrude who managed to poison her brother before he could get too far, and drown his foolish fantasies once and for all.

Because Gertrude's method was quite clean, the envoy sent by the Elector symbolically did not notice anything wrong, so Gertrude naturally inherited her deceased brother's title and territory and became the new lord of Visheim.

If the story ended here, it might be a good ending for Gertrude. But reality is often cruel. The day after the messenger left, Gertrude received a phone call that kept her awake all night.

"You made the right decision, but we are always here for you."

She could no longer clearly remember the content of the call, but this sentence had always been firmly engraved in her mind. Her foolish brother's action was like alerting a snake's nest, and she was right in the center of it.

From that day on, Gertrude never slept well again. She put aside her so-called aristocratic pride and desperately begged for forgiveness from those remnants.

She was different from her stupid family. She wanted to live, more than anyone else.

Wine and Meat: 140 Ubiquitous Caravan

Rubbing her sore temples, Gertrude came to the mirror. As a lord who prided herself on being perfect, she would never allow herself to be disqualified in any way.

After smoothing her somewhat disheveled hair, the woman reflected in the mirror was flawless. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her towering breasts slightly concealed by a bra, which simultaneously expressed the reserved demeanor of an aristocratic lady while showcasing her impressive figure. Her high-slit long skirt was elegant and alluring, but the black stockings that stretched her thighs effectively concealed any hint of her charm.

Anyone who saw the beauty in the mirror would be captivated by her astonishing charm. Unfortunately, this perfect outfit had a tiny flaw: faint dark circles under her eyes marred her charm. It was evidence of her sleepless nights, a nightmare she couldn't escape.

Gently stroking her reflection in the mirror, Gertrude lost herself in thought. "Such a perfect body, yet it's completely useless. Value... Those lunatics only see value in the items left behind by the Witch King. The plan must be accelerated. Only by mastering the Echoes of the World will I have a chance of survival."

However, despite her words, Gertrude knew better than anyone how much those remnants despised her. Even if she truly studied the echoes of the world thoroughly, her ultimate outcome would most likely be death, let alone kneeling on the ground and offering her body.

But she had no other choice. Visheim was once the nest of the remnants, and they were much more familiar with the city than she was. She didn't even dare to track down the guy who called to inform her, for fear that her actions would irritate the remnants.

"Want to touch up your makeup? Forget it, it's almost noon, so let's not go to the Sunset Hall today."

After tidying herself up simply, Gertrude returned to her seat. She decided to take a nap here. As for enjoying the music... she would wait until she woke up.

But just as Gertrude closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep, a maid knocked on the office door by chance: "Madam, a foreign caravan has arrived in Visheim, and their leader wants to see you."

"Take him to the reception room, I'll be there in a moment." Even though her brain was already groggy, Gertrude still forced herself to stand up from the chair. She had to maintain her title as the perfect lord, and these caravans were the best way for her to promote herself.

After adjusting her attire once more, Gertrude used her makeup to conceal her dark circles. When she arrived at the reception room, a calm, middle-aged gentleman was already enjoying tea, guided by a maid. With his exquisite black hat and simple yet respectable jet-black suit, Gertrude could tell from a quick glance that he was a respectable man, perhaps even a noble.

"Good afternoon, sir. I am Gertrude Strollo, Lord of Visheim."

After saying that, Gertrude sat down gracefully, picked up the black tea and took a sip.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite was slightly startled, with a hint of shock and realization in his eyes. He seemed to be shocked by Gertrude's beauty.

Gertrude raised the corner of her mouth slightly, but gently placed the teacup in her hand on the table. The crisp clash woke the gentleman and made him quickly take off his hat.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. I'm Zorn, the leader of a caravan. I'm sorry to bother you so close to dinner time. Please accept my humble gift."

As he spoke, the man picked up a heavy-looking box and gently pushed it in front of Gertrude.

"Oh? Mr. Zorn is smart and capable, but this is a bit of a headache for me." Gertrude smiled slightly, but felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Visheheim wasn't a particularly famous city these days. While it had a massive concert hall comparable to other mobile cities, it lacked any other notable local specialties. Consequently, after Visheheim sailed out of the core area of Letnia, the number of merchants traveling there drastically decreased. It was rare to see someone like Zorn, who would proactively visit the local lord and offer a small gift, for months.

Sensing Gertrude's uneasiness, Zorn smiled and took the initiative to open the box. Inside was not the vulgar gold or banknotes Gertrude had imagined, but an exquisite grand piano. Although Leitania was known as a musical powerhouse, Gertrude had never seen such an instrument before.

Obviously, this is a special product that came from foreign countries.

"The grand piano, which we usually call a balalaika, is one of the unique instruments of Ursus. It has a variety of styles and a wide range of tones, making it one of the most popular instruments in our area."