Little Wu Zetian

In the online world, aside from the farces on one side, a real war is underway.

"Let's retreat! Find a place to hide. That woman was definitely up to no good," Wu Zetian, who had been observing the battle from the rear, decided.

"That won't do. The Queen has already ordered that you be taken there," a clear male voice said from behind.

Looking back, I saw a non-mainstream, permed man emerging from behind a tree in the distance, a man who could summon Assassin through possession. He was a host in Shinjuku, loyal to the Queen.

Leading a squad of assassins, they launched a campaign to eliminate guests from various countries.

"They've already caught up." Wu Zetian frowned and turned to look at the host in Shinjuku Nightless who was possessed by the Assassin. Although she had a job promotion and was good at hiding, she was still found with two followers.

But the other side also has Assassin-class talents.

Behind the male prostitute, six or seven figures emerged from the bushes. They were all highly skilled individuals with excellent compatibility with summoning abilities, and none of them were useless outsiders causing trouble.

She miscalculated; her initial plan to form alliances and seize the Holy Grail was completely thwarted.

Wu Zetian never expected that there would be such a rule-breaking woman here, who had been hiding her true nature until the 128 participants joined this 'Holy Grail War' and then revealed her ferocious fangs.

The computer world is now locked down, making it impossible to withdraw from the Holy Grail War. Even getting out is now difficult.

Of the 128 humans who entered this cyber war and were summoned, aside from those who were just there to make up the numbers because they were too weak, half of the rest were somehow recruited by that woman and became her accomplices, almost like they had been brainwashed.

However, by the time she noticed these abnormalities, it was too late. This competition, known as the Holy Grail War, had been in the woman's hands from the very beginning, and more than twenty native candidates with a compatibility of over 90% were obeying her orders.

Even foreigners became obedient after coming into contact with that woman, and the competition had become a war to exterminate foreign qualified individuals.

On the Indian subcontinent, a place historically fragmented by conquerors into numerous states, it was only after British invasion and subsequent relinquishment that it was barely reconciled into several unified nations.

Although there were no famous figures like Rama, Arjuna, or Karna, some people did possess the possession of powerful conquerors who invaded the Indian subcontinent throughout history. They demoted the previous generation of nobles to slaves and commoners, replacing them as the Shudras and Kshatriyas of the upper class.

There were many powerful fighters among them, but their intense desires led them to be completely bewitched when they met that woman.

This group was the first to be eliminated.

Then the guys from the other small countries were defeated one by one and brought before that woman. Some were spared, but most had their Servant Spirit Origin taken away.

That woman has now gone so far as to not even spare her allies.

She used sweet words to deceive everyone and even caused infighting among her companions. Originally, the Queen's faction and the Yakuza Police Inspector were on the same side, but now only the Queen's faction remains.

All the alliances Wu Zetian had previously forged were rendered useless. To be on the safe side, Wu Zetian chose to hide here with two of her attendants. Because of its high elevation and good view, it was originally a good place to hide and observe the situation below.

Unexpectedly, this has now led to the unfortunate situation of her and her two companions being surrounded.

"Alright, ladies, please come with us. Because of my profession, I really don't want to get physical with potential clients."

"Princess, what should we do? A handsome guy invited us! Although his hair is unconventional and he's already taken!" A girl named Lingyue asked, waving her riding whip.

"Princess, I'll cover your retreat. You all break through and escape!" Wan'er said, raising her sword.

"Who do you think you're talking to! If you want to see me, bring that woman here! Speaking of queens, I am the true empress! The woman who has bewitched you all looks like a lewd Qin nun!" The girl pointed at the alluring woman below the mountain, her twin ponytails swinging angrily as she spoke.

The alluring woman seemed to sense the gaze of the girl who had revealed herself. She looked up, smiled, and waved. The attire the woman wore after being summoned was not the ornate robes suggested by her codename, but rather a white headscarf paired with a pure black nun's habit.

The men on the cliff top shouted excitedly.

"Ahhh, the Queen smiled at me!"

"Hehehe, it was smiling at me, not me."

"It's no use, there's no way to communicate. I never expected this to be Servant, but some kind of fox spirit..." the girl said helplessly, covering her face.

The two young girls who were standing next to Wu Zetian also took a few steps back, protecting the empress on both sides.

"What should I do now, Princess! Although I consider myself quite open-minded, liking older women and crazy, stupid, loyal men is definitely beyond my reach."

"No, they wouldn't be bewitched by that strange woman. Is she the leader of a pyramid scheme? It seems the men here were all fools from the start."

"You! You little brats! You've gone too far! Her Majesty the Queen will not tolerate being insulted! It seems I must teach you a lesson. Attack! Don't hold back, just don't hurt their faces. Her Majesty the Queen seems quite interested in them!" the male prostitute shouted fiercely, his tone seemingly tinged with jealousy.

"Yes! They just spoke ill of Her Majesty the Queen!" exclaimed the angry group of male believers.

"If that noble sir hadn't disliked violence, he would have given you a real beating long ago!"

"What about the Princess? Should we fight?" Lingyue, holding a riding crop, saw eight men approaching with a sharp dagger in one hand and a rope in the other. She turned back and smiled sheepishly, saying, "Hehe... let's back off."

"Huh? I can't exit? What's going on?" Wan'er pointed at the menu that appeared in the air and clicked "exit" repeatedly, but there was no response.

"Princess... what do we do now?" Lingyue asked the girl with pigtails behind her, her voice filled with fear.

"Idiot, don't provoke the other party without having a safe escape route," Wu Zetian said helplessly, covering her face.

"Damn it, don't come any closer! Waaah..." Lingyue and Wan'er brandished their weapons and stood in front of Wu Zetian.

Although the two girls had good potential, they were ultimately just ordinary girls before. Their combat abilities were still immature, and they were defeated in less than five rounds when faced with a large number of adults.

The seven men in black, all wearing Hassan masks, were highly trained and perfectly coordinated. They pounced on the two girls, quickly subduing them, knocking them unconscious, and tying them up.

"See? This is the power the Queen bestowed upon us. Even with only a 50% compatibility, that lord can make her Servant submit and surrender all their power. So, young lady, will you come with us now?" The male host opened his arms, singing praises to his master, then looked at the girl who had retreated to the edge of the cliff, with nowhere left to go, and asked with a smile.

Wu Zetian frowned as she looked at the two bound girls. If it were her, even if she jumped off a cliff, she could still find a way to survive and then hide...

But...

Wu Zetian eventually put away her weapons and lowered her hands.

Now their only remaining hope is that last resort.

"Hmm, it seems the situation over there has been resolved as well." Seeing the figures descending the hill, Kishou Shotoku smiled, then turned to look at the middle-aged man in front of her, who was being pushed to the ground by a group of believers.

At this moment, in the open space below the mountain, around the woman dressed as nun, one group of people after another had fallen down, their eyes rolled back, as if they had lost consciousness, and their whole bodies were convulsing.

Because the exit function was disabled, the mechanism that allowed players to escape after suffering a certain amount of damage and being declared the loser also failed. These people were forced to lie on the ground, continuing to endure intense pain.

The group of people recently overthrown were all Japanese, and specifically, they were companions who had attended meetings with women in Shinjuku. The middle-aged man who was subdued was the leader of this group.

"Alright, hehehe, Inspector, since you've already lost, I'll accept your power. Don't worry, I'll consider you a reliable ally."

"Damn it, you crazy woman! I should have tied you up and sold you to the other side of the sea long ago! Don't think you can hurt me. I've already investigated the identities of your group thoroughly."

If anything happens to me, none of you will escape! Don't think that just because you've borrowed the power of Servant, you can do whatever you want! Before the machinery of the state, you're nothing more than a test subject to be dissected!"

The bearded man, now dressed in a captain's uniform, had long lost the imposing aura of a gangster boss and a police officer. He resembled a fallen old dog, his facade shattered, howling hysterically and spewing out obscenities that were incomprehensible to anyone outside the underworld!

"How could a weak woman like me do such a thing? But I think even if you went out, Inspector, you wouldn't be able to do these things anymore. Yes, at this time, your men are probably almost at your doorstep."

"Hmph! Hahahaha! You bitch, I didn't expect you to be such an actress! You think you can fool me? I've never told my wife and kids my real identity at home, how could I possibly leave evidence there!" The Yakuza Police Inspector laughed loudly, then twisted his neck menacingly, glaring at the followers who were pinning him down, spitting as he roared:

"You! You! And you! None of you will get away with this!" The inspector finally glared at Kishou Shotoku and threatened, "Release me right now, and we'll go our separate ways. Otherwise, we'll fight to the death!"

"I'm not talking about that ordinary house you bought in the suburbs that you haven't paid off your loan, Inspector. I'm talking about that 400-square-meter villa with a garden and swimming pool that you secretly bought in the resort area," Kishou Shotoku said with a smile.

"What!" The inspector's eyes widened.

"If you don't believe me, look." Kishou Shotoku waved her hand, and the administrators behind the scenes opened a screen in the void for her, which was playing a video.

In the real world, there was an honest-looking man, followed by what appeared to be a man in black carrying a camera, as if they were live-streaming.

They arrived at the door of a secluded villa. The honest-looking man took out his key and opened the door. Entering the hall with its tiger-skin carpet and red leather sofas, he pressed a button on the fireplace and pulled out a safe...

"How could this be! Stop! Stop!" The moment the inspector saw the man's face, his face turned deathly pale, and his forced composure crumbled instantly.

She was a trusted confidante he had cultivated for ten years. Because of her honesty, integrity, and loyalty, he had kept her by his side to do secret things for him. Who would have thought that even he had been bewitched by this woman?

The Yakuza Police Inspector could no longer maintain his previous arrogance and lowered his head, repeatedly saying, "I know! I know! Your Majesty! No! Your Majesty! Make him stop. I am willing to submit to you. With my influence in both the underworld and the legitimate world, and the connections I have built up over decades, I can definitely help you!"

"I see, that's indeed a good suggestion... Inspector, you should have done it this way from the beginning, wouldn't that have been better?" Kishou Shotoku said with a smile.

"Yes! It was my ignorance, I didn't recognize your greatness. From now on, I will be Your Majesty's dog!" The Yakuza Police Inspector said with a sullen face and his head bowed.

"What a pity, I still think you'd be more charming, Inspector, if you looked like a stray dog."

"No! Stop! Aaaaaaaah!!!"

Kishou Shotoku placed her hand on the man's head and then extracted the Servant's spirit hidden within his body—a method of forcibly separating fused souls.

Although this is a virtual world, physical harm won't have a significant impact. However, the mental state is the same; in fact, in this virtual world primarily driven by the mind, people's nerves become more sensitive.

The pain of detaching the connected spirits is perhaps on par with the agony of tearing out a fingernail; in addition, the spirit will also suffer some damage.

At the same time, the software of Ten Thousand Colors Slow was implanted, fundamentally changing his will into that of Kishou Shotoku. It was a panacea for the spirit, capable of healing and redeeming any troubles or traumas.

At this moment, even the pain caused by Kishou Shotoku's spiritual body being extracted became a rewarding lash.

"Haaaaaah! Haaaaah..." The middle-aged man collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. After a long while, he finally raised his head, stretched his neck, and stared straight at the woman smiling at him from a high place in front of him.

The middle-aged man finally lowered his head, crawled on his hands and feet to the woman's feet, and pleaded, "Please! Your Majesty! Spare my life! Don't let anyone expose me!"

I've served the organization for over twenty years, constantly at the mercy of others, risking my life to tip people off, and nearly getting exposed several times before finally reaching this position... Your Majesty! If you find me an eyesore...

"I'll resign as soon as I leave. I'll leave Tokyo, no, I'll leave Japan, and never come back! I will absolutely not interfere with Her Majesty's affairs."

Kishou Shotoku smiled and agreed, "Yes, of course, since it's your request, Inspector-sama... Ah... but there's no need for resignation or going abroad, since you're no longer an Inspector. The Metropolitan Police Department just issued an official document announcing your dismissal and investigation."

By the time you get out, it'll probably be quite a scene outside. After all, the inspector of the Metropolitan Police Department in the capital is actually a yakuza boss or something. He'll probably spend the rest of his life in prison."

"Haaaaah... No! I've offended too many people. If I go to prison, with no one to protect me, I'll be tortured to the point of wishing I were dead. I won't even be able to die if I want to. Your Majesty! Kill me!" The middle-aged man gasped for breath, cold sweat beading on his forehead, his face filled with terror. He knelt before the woman, prostrating himself repeatedly. His previously neatly combed slicked-back hair was now disheveled, revealing many white strands, making him appear more than ten years older in an instant.

"Hey! That's enough, isn't it? Even the most heinous criminals have been punished. There's no need to torture him like this." At this point, the blond-haired Bōsōzoku member who had been standing to the side couldn't stand it any longer and spoke up. Even though he had a grudge against the Yakuza Police Inspector, he felt that the woman had gone too far.

"Kill me... please! Kill me!!" The middle-aged man's eyes gleamed with a desperate glimmer of hope as he pleaded with the Golden-haired Man.

"..." The Golden-haired Man clenched his fists, ready to make a move, but then he noticed the woman's gaze.

'Is this really the woman I knew before? Why does her gaze now seem so inhuman, and her smile is like a child playing with a toy...'

At that moment, the Golden-haired Man felt a flicker of doubt about the woman, but the next instant, his mind went blank. One voice told him it was all a mistake, while another said, 'She's not wrong, and even if she is, there must be some reason behind it.'

Yes, all of this is for the sake of all humanity. To maintain the current peace, the Holy Grail must not fall into the hands of bad people, which is why the woman put on such an act.

"Hahaha... I really don't remember who your friend's sister is... But I can get as many fools as I want by drugging them, forcing them into prostitution a few times, and then they'll obediently make money for me."

You can find them anywhere in my nightclubs, and I own quite a few film production companies. So... you hate me, and you're right to hate me! Kill me." The middle-aged man slumped to the ground, trying his best to make a repulsive and sinister face as he spoke.

"You bastard!!!" The blond delinquent gritted his teeth and conjured a golden axe, about to chop it down on the man's head.

Kishou Shotoku stepped forward, grabbed the man's hand, and stopped him, saying with a smile, "Kintaro, this won't do. I made a promise with the former inspector, right? I'd spare your life. If you want to be a good person, you have to keep your promise. Right, Mr. Dog?"

"Aaaaaah... Aaaaaah!!!" The middle-aged man held his head in his hands and let out a roar. Then his eyes rolled back, tears streaming down his face, and snot dripping into his mouth without him even noticing. He just laughed foolishly.

"Oh my, if you went crazy in this world, what would happen when you got back into your body?" Kishou Shotoku asked with a smile, curiously observing the Yakuza Police Inspector.

"Your Majesty! We have brought back the girl you specified."

At this moment, the Cowherd, along with the other seven believers, escorted Wu Zetian and the two young girls beside her back to the underworld.

"Ah, thank you for your hard work, everyone."

"Hmm, so you're the one suited to be Wu Zetian, aren't you? I've actually known about you for a long time. Trying to sow discord and turn our members against us—what a mischievous and cunning brat! But I quite like what you did."

"Besides that dog on the ground, you also hired assassins to infiltrate our sleeping quarters, didn't you?" Kishou Shotoku said with a smile.

"Tsk... you were exposed from the start." Wu Zetian clicked her tongue, her eyes quickly scanning the surrounding members as she mentally considered the remaining escape methods.

"But I haven't told anyone else, because I'm already in this world, and even if I infiltrate the online world, I can still survive."

The girl lowered her head, feigning disappointment, but inwardly she was screaming, 'That blond thug seems mentally unstable, so volatile he looks like he'll explode if provoked. And that gigolo seemed incredibly jealous... Damn it... Time is so tight! What do I do! What do I do!'

"That's wonderful! Yes! It's only interesting when there's such a strong desire to win! Such a proud and individualistic child is just amazing! The more proud a person is, the more I want to see them submit. If it were an extremely proud emperor, I could raise him for a lifetime and never get tired of him. Ahhhhh..." Kishou Shotoku reached out and touched the girl's face directly.

Snap!

Kishou Shotoku's hand was slapped away, Ten Thousand Colors Slow, with its terrifying charm and brainwashing ability, had no effect on the girl.

Wu Zetian glared at the woman and shouted, "Get out of here! You heretic! Do you think I would bow down to anyone now? To avoid being subservient to anyone? I spent over fifty years climbing the throne step by step for my ideals! None of it came from begging! It was all earned through my own hard work and personal effort!"

"Hehehe, is this the dignity of an ancient celestial Emperor? How strong! Ahhh! That look in your eyes, like you're about to inflict extreme torture on me? I'm really looking forward to it. But now... what will happen to the two girls beside you?" Kishou Shotoku smiled as she looked at the girl beside her.

Wu Zetian scoffed and looked at the woman with mockery, saying, "Hmph, I thought you were going to do something, but what a waste of your time. Do you think I've experienced countless vicious power struggles in the palace? What is a threat of this magnitude?"

The girl glanced at Lingyue and Wan'er again, her eyes cold, and sneered as if it were none of her business:

"To me, they're just some talented temporary assistants chosen for this competition. If they hadn't been dragging my feet, I wouldn't have let your gigolos discover that we're better off without them. Anyway, we can train as many as we need, and we can discard them at any time without regret."

Kishou Shotoku laughed and said, "Is that so? Although Emperor Wu of Zhou can indeed find someone of this level, you were summoned when you were a child, weren't you? Can you really bear to see these children get hurt? Besides, unlike me, you don't completely replace the owner of the body. Will the girl you possess really agree to this?"

After saying that, the woman reached out her hand towards the heads of the two unconscious girls, intending to forcibly extract the spirits that were possessing their bodies.

"... I know the Holy Grail will be given to you, so let us out. Otherwise, my men will take the Holy Grail and you'll never get it!" Wu Zetian said coldly, glaring at the woman.

"That won't do. But compared to the Holy Grail, I seem to want you more. Just thinking about your proud self and your crying expression is exciting." Kishou Shotoku said, cupping her blushing face.