Miss Heber is fighting her way out of the Lostbelt!

One gold box contains ten updates, and this is also valid for a long time (I will stop this for the time being, as I really can’t finish all the updates).

During the recommendation period, two thousand recommendations, two hundred monthly tickets, two hundred blades and one update - this is a bit too much to ask, but setting it higher will give me some breathing space.

By the way, I'd like to promote the group number 667225594. The answer to join the group is Wandering Traveler. Everyone will discuss the settings and exchange plots in the group. If you are interested, you can join it.

Besides...what else can I say?

Nothing else to say except thanks.

Qing Sanren thanks you.

East Country Volume: 58 New Newsbelt, Demonic Fox and Snake Who Calls Himself a Dragon (First Order Request)

Hebe walked through the long corridor with the sea breeze. She held her sandals and walked barefoot on the path inlaid with colorful stones.

Her long flaxen hair fluttered in the wind.

The green trees in the courtyard are lush and green, growing wildly and wantonly, as if they are completely unrestrained.

She had sensed before that, the way "Xiao Mo" seemed to want to get closer to her, yet also kept his distance, a kind of anxiety and fear. It was like a traveler walking on a cold night, seeing a blazing flame.

It was not until Hebe saw the swordsmanship that was as familiar and flamboyant as a young lion that she was sure of Mordred's identity.

"Very good." Seeing that Mordred is alive and well now, Heber finally feels relieved.

She still remembered how she had used dirty means to keep the knight who had not yet rebelled in her hands. At that time, she firmly believed that she had control over the direction of the future and had predicted everything.

But Morgan still became a demon concubine, Arthur's heart became harder, and the day of the Battle of Camlan was approaching.

After that, Hebe kept Mordred's spirit. She knew that Morgan would take Mordred away and create a new body for her. If everyone she knew had returned, then the chains of lies would have decayed long ago, and Mordred would grow up freely somewhere in this world.

By then...even if I meet someone as bad as me again, it won't be a problem.

——Because Mordred has grown up.

The girl with long flaxen hair stood in the wind with gentle eyes and brows. She looked at her palms, gazing carefully at the tangled lines, as if she saw the people who had once held hands.

Hebe bent down, put on her sandals, clapped her hands, and walked back to the courtyard.

"Good morning, good afternoon, and good night."

"Then you won't have to deal with a liar like me anymore."

In the north-facing bedroom facing the sea, on the dark green computer desktop, cards depicting a full moon and a fox tail were gleaming.

Heber sat at the table, silent for a long time, and then clicked on the card representing the Eastern Lostbelt.

"Secret History Simulator 1.1, welcome to log in, [Knower]."

"The gate to the Lostbelt [Far Eastern Fox Legends: The Sword of the Godly Wanderer] has been opened. You can enter the strategy game at any time."

"No matter what method of attack is used, it will not result in actual death."

"This Lostbelt is divided into three parts: upper, middle, and lower. The conquering of each part does not interfere with each other. Only after the complete conquering will the next part be unlocked."

"This Lostbelt is receiving special attention. Multiple deaths will lower the final score!"

"A general holds firm, and the emperor remains nameless; with horns and tendons broken, the dragon race is doomed; Heaven is jealous of talented people, and they perish before they reach their full potential... People say that a fox with nine tails possesses immense power; if you can obtain it, you can fulfill your wish."

"Please record your story, we will eventually cross the long night of moonlight like water."

...Zero? Dream of the dark one? Weeping〓 pass away without a trace! The temple, |? Long

Once upon a time there was a mountain, and in the mountain there was a temple, but the people living in the temple were not monks.

"It's not a dragon, it's obviously a snake."

A fox stood at the temple door, looking at the statue above and curled its lips.

The dust on the ground gathered together, forming words that only the fox could see.

[Heber Stanton/Tamamonomae]

[Path: None]

[Principle: Cup (Lootbelt-only). Represents the principle of desire, temptation, and pain.]

[Rank: Enlightenment (Lootbelt-only). The first rank on the road to ascension.]

[Current Lostbelt Conquest Rate: 0%]

"Civilization is conquering the wilderness, and the violence of order will ultimately triumph over savagery. This is the embodiment of the struggle between Scarf Father and Cripple Wolf. As a 'Demon Fox', you can side with either side to advance your strategy in the Lostbelt."

You can remain in the wilderness as a great monster, attacking cities, slaughtering villages, and destroying civilization, allowing the Cang Lang to temporarily defeat Scarf Father. Or you can enter the city and support the budding civilization, allowing Scarf Father to suppress the Cang Lang in the fight.

[When one side wins this phase, the next phase of the Lostbelt begins.]

"Currently, the remnant wolves are sharpening their claws. In the wilderness where monsters roam, no hunter has room to survive. However, the hunter is experienced and bides his time."

[Wrestling Status: "The Crippled Wolf" occupies the upright position.]

Heber sighed, swept the dust off the ground with his tail, and squatted on the ground in confusion.

Her tail is much larger than that of an average fox. Although it is still pure white, you can see a tuft of brilliant gold growing from the tip of the tail.

According to legend, Tamamonomae was a beauty in the late Heian period, famous for her erudition and knowledge, and was deeply favored by the retired emperor.

Later, when the retired emperor fell seriously ill, Tamamonomae revealed her true identity—she was not human, but a nine-tailed fox with golden fur and a jade face. Forced to leave the palace, she was defeated in a decisive battle at Nasuno and turned into a killing stone.

"But why a fox..." Heber slapped the ground with his tail.

The uncontrollable force caused the mountain temple to shake, and dust fell from the roof.

Hebe quickly retracted her tail. If she destroyed the temple, where would she live for the next few days? At least until she completely controlled her terrifying power, she had no intention of descending the mountain to the human world.

——Hey, you don't want to beat innocent passersby into a pulp just because of a tail swing, do you?

Heber climbed up the altar unsteadily and saw a few broken incense sticks and some dried frogs and mice.

"Uh..." Visible disgust appeared on the fox's face.

Fortunately, there are not only frogs and mice on the altar, but also wild fruits from the mountains.

Heber went over to sniff it, and after confirming that it was harmless with his superb medical skills, he began to eat the fruits one by one.

The fox held the wild fruit, nibbled the flesh in small bites, and sucked the sweet juice under the skin of the berry.

She had to do this now in order to control her strange strength.

After a while, there was a noise outside the temple gate. The fox put down the berry peel in his hand and stood up to look.

A big snake swam slowly along the path in the sunshine, pushing aside the weeds on the path. When it encountered a ditch, its body seemed to have no bones and swam across easily.

The snake swaggered over the threshold and was stunned when he saw the dent on the ground made by its tail and the fox squatting on the altar.

The snake shook its head and looked left and right.

Then he climbed out, confirmed that it was his temple, and swam back in.

"This... is my temple."

A crisp voice sounded.

The big snake was not angry, but coiled on the ground with its head held high.

The fox raised its front legs on the altar and bowed, "Excuse me, what is your name, Dragon Lord?"

"Aaron."

The big snake raised its head, its amber eyes wide. "What about you?"

"My name is Xiaoyu. Miss Along, I'm honored."

"What are you doing in Miss A-Long's temple?"

"I'm new here, so I didn't dare disturb the mortal village. That's why I came to your temple to rest." The fox twitched his ears. "I saw that the temple seemed to be not very popular, so I thought the worshipper had already left. I'm very presumptuous. Please don't blame me, Miss A'long."

"What are incense and offerings?" There was clear stupidity in the snake's eyes.

"that is--"

Heber lowered his head, wanting to explain to her, but he hesitated.

How could there be such a simple snake... The fox organized his words.

"That is to say, Miss Aaron, the mortals in this mountain regard you as a god," Heber said. "These incense, candles, frogs, mice, and wild fruits are all given to you by them. I hope you can protect them."

"Where are the frogs and mice?" Aaron's eyes lit up.

The fox then jumped down from the altar, and the snake swam up along the four legs of the altar, opened its mouth and sucked both the frog and the mouse into its mouth.

After eating, the big snake crawled down again.

"Miss A-Long doesn't like wild fruits." The snake said, "You eat them."

"I've just eaten my fill," Hebe replied. "What's important is that these things were given to you by mortals. If you eat them, you must protect them."

Hebe had made his choice.

Although Scar Father is not a good person, Cripple Wolf is not even a good person.

It’s a good time to settle all the new and old grudges together.

ps: The next chapter will be in the evening

East Country Volume: 59 She's awesome! (Thanks to Hasudaino Usami for the box)

When the big snake heard what Heber said, he was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his body along the steps.

"These frogs and mice... were given to Aaron by those people themselves."

The fox twitched his ears: "But you ate them."

Hebe saw that the tip of the snake's tail trembled slightly.

"Then Aaron won't eat it anymore."

“But you’ve eaten it now.”

Heber and Miss Aaron looked at each other with their amber eyes.

After a moment of silence, the big snake lay on the ground listlessly, its voice dull, "But they are very annoying. Sometimes when Aaron goes to steal chickens, they chase and beat him."

"Miss A-Long also said that she went there to steal food." The fox seemed to be laughing.

"I only ate a little." The big snake excused himself.

"Even a little bit is stealing," Heber said seriously, "and after Miss Aaron was worshipped as a deity, she never stole chickens from the mountain again."

The snake stared at Heber without blinking: "Yeah."

She felt a little guilty because there were a few times when she was so hungry that she secretly went down the mountain.

"So Miss A-Long is also doing good things," said the fox.

"Yeah!" This time the big snake's voice was justified.

"Mice can damage crops and clothes, so Miss A-Long is doing a good deed by eating them."

"Huh?!" The big snake looked happy.

"So, Miss Aaron, as long as you eat more mice and fewer frogs, you'll be doing a great deed," Heber said seriously. "There was no path in the mountains, but after Miss Aaron swam across, a path was created. People can walk more steadily and won't fall..."

"Hmmmm!" The big snake slapped the ground with its tail excitedly.

"So..." Heber changed the subject, "Miss Aaron is actually a very kind and smart dragon."

Miss Aaron suddenly turned around, dragged out a few dried mice from the corner, and pushed them towards Heber reluctantly.

"Please eat!" Sheshe stuck out her tongue reluctantly, "It's delicious."

"I only eat fruit." Heber replied, "Thank you..."

Before she could finish her thank you, Miss A-Long quickly stretched out her neck and swallowed the whole dried mouse.

Maybe she was a little anxious and couldn't speak for a while.

Heber looked at this overly simple snake and felt a little funny.

It would be great if all the monsters under August Ruler Canlang were as easy to talk to as Miss Aaron.

In this era, it can be said that every mountain, every dense forest, every well, and every swamp is the home of monsters, which embody the barbarism, nothingness, destruction and violence of the remnant wolves.

Even though both are violent, Scar Father focuses on humans, while Canlang tends to be beastly.