King Meets King

Hans walked over. Seeing his brother reading with great interest, he craned his neck to glance at the newspaper.

"Very interesting. It sounds quite reasonable." Qin handed the newspaper to Hans and gave this assessment.

It indeed sounded very reasonable, matching the sociologists' predictions.

Hans was drenched in sweat. Ever since witnessing what a Transcendent Knight was, he had been training much harder lately.

After reading the newspaper, he also admitted that whoever had written this stuff had some literary talent.

"What does barbarism or civilization have to do with victory?"

He curled his lip in disdain. If civilization could bring victory, what was the point of everyone training in martial arts? They might as well all go promote civilized values through construction.

Placing one's hopes for victory in this so-called justice was complete bullshit.

Hegemony had never been wrong. The mistake was lacking the strength to establish hegemony.

Put someone in the other position, and their thoughts would surely change.

Rather than condemning others every day, they might as well haul bricks at a construction site. At least that would make some contribution.

Thus, Hans tossed the newspaper straight into the trash and plopped down on the sofa. Without any politeness, he remarked, "They're just a bunch of idiots fooling themselves. Brother... when are we going to deal with the New Divine United Kingdom? I want to go back."

He had seen war, and he had endured all the hardships he was supposed to endure.

If it had been before, he might have still wanted to find himself a fief on the New Continent. Now, he only wanted to become a Transcendent Knight.

Staying here was simply a waste of time.

Qin smiled faintly and reassured him, "Don't worry. Fernandez I has already made his move. Soon, we'll be