Chapter 126

"So... what do you think of Dragon Girl Zuo Jian?"

'????'

"Ahem, well, what I mean is, if possible, we could have Zuo Jian mimic a woman from Drak. It's not a long-term solution, but there's no other way. As for why a woman, it's mainly due to the situation in Victoria. Stories of a commoner queen are more likely to spread among the common people and it's easier to create an approachable image!"

"Of course, if Zuo Jian chooses to mimic a down-on-his-luck Drak and ascend to the throne as emperor, that wouldn't be a bad idea either. In fact, I think that would be just as good. And thinking about it carefully, since he's going to be emperor anyway, which deviates from the original plan, he might as well not Drak at all. Cat ears are also a feature I really like, plus------"

'.

"... Calm down, Doctor, don't drool in your coffee cup..."

The Wraith sighed, but upon closer reflection...

It seems pretty good too??

"Ahem, well, how should I put it, I don't think it'll come to that... tsk."

The Doctor pursed his lips, then picked up his coffee and took another sip.

'Don't wear your dissatisfaction on your face.'

"Drak's bloodline shouldn't be so easily severed, and besides, controlling Aslan wouldn't be difficult."

"To maintain order, legitimacy is crucial. Once that's achieved... or rather, once they've gained the right to assert their claims to the people, then this battle should be over."

'Aren't you afraid of those dukes rebelling?'

"Resistance?"

The Doctor paused for a moment, then put down his coffee cup, a slightly puzzled expression on his face.

"By then, what kind of trouble could a group of rebels cause? Could they resist the 'regular army' supported by the Zuo Jian?"

The Wraith certainly knew what this "regular army" meant; in fact, what awaited them was not a conventional war...

There are always a few days each month.

As the title suggests, we insects like us usually take a day or two off every month, you guys should be used to it... right?

Ughhhhh I hate 8 AM! And I hate 8 PM! This is awful! This is garbage modeling! Five days a week at 8 AM? Running at 7 AM is already stupid enough, and today there's this delightful 8 PM too! It's just another piece of shit! Do you guys have schools like this? I feel like I'm living like a middle schooler.

Then, the key point is that on my way home from class, I spent a lot of money on the Ela gacha pool to try and get her to have three potentials (don't ask, the answer is that the short-haired, green-haired cool sister is really appealing to me).

I only got two items in one order, and the last six-star one was a miss! My friend Chongzhi kept mocking me the whole way, I'm so frustrated!

Hypergryph! Give me back my money!!

Chapter 83, What? Rhodes Island? Haha, I'm not going (Part 1)

"So, what you're trying to say is that this guy you picked up just took a hit from Skadi's punch that sent you flying and then passed out."

"What potential risks are you worried about for him that you're conducting this inspection?"

Laurentina sat in the chair and glanced at Skadi, who was sitting directly opposite her.

As for the Zuo Jian... the Zuo Jian...

Pale blue pupils, filled with helplessness, opened from the back of Laurentina's left hand.

Suddenly, I realized it had been a long time since I had spoken in this form, residing within Laurentina's body, and for a moment, I even felt a little nostalgic.

However, while we may reminisce, the current situation still needs to be clarified.

[Yes!]

Upon hearing Zuo Jian's answer, Laurentina instead stood up, pointed at the dazed Skadi, and shouted...

"Don't you want to listen to what you're saying?! That was Skadi's punch! According to you, she almost instinctively exerted force when she was scared!"

"You're telling me this guy is lying here perfectly fine? Do you think I'd believe that?!"

[It's a power-off! I used power-off!]

[Anyway, Laurentina, please don't misunderstand Skadi! She only came to help because I told her to; how could a girl like her have such thoughts!]

"Ha?"

Upon hearing Zuo Jian's explanation, Laurentina turned to look at Skadi sat upright like a wooden doll.

Of course she knew Skadi couldn't possibly have any strange ideas; how could she not know that?!

But what she was thinking was—tsk.

He looked down at the pupil on his Zuo Jian.

Well...

Laurentina sighed deeply, then slumped heavily onto the sofa, rubbing her forehead in exasperation.

What else could we do? After all, it was Zuo Jian.

"Alright, alright, I roughly understand the situation. Skadi, do you have anything to say?"

Skadi, who was called, paused for a moment, then pointed to herself and said, "Shark, you called me?"

This guy! Was he just spacing out? Oh, I see!

"... Never mind, this is none of your business. Go and do your own thing."

Sigh, I'm used to it.

Laurentina, leaning back on the sofa, glanced out of the corner of her eye at Skadi, who seemed quite pleased as she skipped and hopped towards the kitchen.

[Laurentina? What do you seem to be thinking about?]

Zuo Jian raised his tentacle, leaned on Laurentina's shoulder, and asked in a low voice.

"Where did this guy come from, Zuo Jian?"

As she spoke, she pointed to the Duhkare on the ground.

[I found him on the street... I was stunned when I saw him, I couldn't just leave him lying on the street like that.]

"This guy actually managed to withstand Skadi's power, even the weakened version of it. Just causing him to faint is already outrageous—from what I know, if you picked up any random land person on the street, the worst outcome would be multiple broken bones."

[Indeed, and I always felt he was different from the ordinary people I'd met... It's like... well, it's hard to describe, but I could sense something like a wavelength emanating from him.]

Zuo Jian opened his eyes and stared at the unconscious Duhkare.

He no longer intended to treat the other party as a stranger trying to scam him on the street.

.

Clearly, this is no ordinary person.

Was it a coincidence that I bumped into myself? No, even if it was a coincidence, it was far too coincidental.

What are you planning to do?

As soon as Laurentina finished speaking, her left hand instinctively rose, and then blood dripped down, turning into several chains that wrapped around Duhkare's body.

[Take him into custody for now.]

[And then... all we can do is wait for him to wake up.]

"... Sigh, to be honest, Zuo Jian, if you keep bringing all sorts of weird stuff into our house, I think we'll have to move sooner or later..."

[Oh, not really...]

Zuo Jian was about to say something; after all, he had just taken over the entire gang's real estate, so moving to a bigger house wasn't a big deal...

But... let's not get Laurentina involved in this for now.

Let's at least wait until we find her captain before discussing this further...

She has her own important matters to attend to and shouldn't let his affairs distract her.

Hopefully, Laurentina's captain will be an easy-going person.

[This matter can't be ignored, Laurentina. After your captain finds you, should we consider moving to a larger temporary residence?]

"That's true. But speaking of the captain and the others, shouldn't we go out and find a newspaper to place a notice for them today?"

[That's true...]

Zuo Jian thought to himself.

Oh, right.

So, I think the Doctor is currently working at a newspaper?

I wonder if I could ask her for help with this as well...

"Hey, what's up?"

The Doctor, sitting in the barbershop, was looking at his dazzlingly long, snow-white hair in the mirror.

The barber is washing off all the previous dye and then applying a new layer of black.

The Doctor awkwardly tilted his head, watching the kind-hearted barber holding his contact list to his ear.

[Oh, this, well, about work, Sister Te, it seems you haven't come to work on time...]

The bald boss's hesitant voice came from the other end of the communicator.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I've taken the day off."

The Doctor looked at himself in the mirror as his black hair gradually covered his face again, and spoke somewhat calmly.

[Requesting leave? But I haven't received a notification--]

"I forgot to send it. By the way, it's sick leave. Sorry."

[Oh my god! You're sick! What's wrong with you?! How serious is it?! Do you need surgery?! Will you be alright?]

"... Minor surgery, surgical removal and staining adjustment of useless tissue from the human head."

"Anyway, it's nothing serious. By the way, last night's interview didn't go well. If anything comes up, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Sorry, boss, I'm very busy right now. I'll let you know later."

After saying that, the Doctor hung up the phone immediately.

After the hair dyeing was completely finished, she bent over uncomfortably before leaving the hair salon.

"Hey, I really had to ask my boss for a day off, so I hope what I'm going to do next isn't something pointless or stupid..."

"Don't worry, it's much more serious than you think."

The voice of Wraith came from beside my ear.

'They should be here by now.'

"Them?"

The Doctor tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.

'The meeting place is... you should go there first.'

'By the way, find something that can completely cover your face, leaving only your field of vision.'

"This is so troublesome, and where am I supposed to find something that completely covers my face..."

He stopped halfway through his complaint and looked at the fast food chain restaurant next to him.

"Colonel Kende?"

Snap... Snap...

The sound of dripping water in the alley filled the small space like waves, and several pairs of recommended all-terrain boots stepped into the puddles, splashing up a few water droplets.

"Ace, Bar... Rhodes Island actually has safe houses in Victoria?"

The masked Sarkaz operator hadn't gotten used to this new title and almost let something slip.

"... Dr. Kal'tsit and His Highness had planned this for a while. It's a safe house now, but it will be gradually converted into Rhodes Island's temporary liaison office in Londinium."

Scout scratched his head, then looked at the door of the safe house in front of him.

However, the next moment, the Sarkaz master of stealth suddenly raised his left hand and clenched his fist.

Ace immediately understood and stopped.

The former gently pressed against the wall, observing the fresh marks appearing on the dusty handle, while simultaneously glancing around at the few marks on the ground that were almost invisible to the naked eye.

After thinking for a few seconds, Scout quickly gestured to Ace.