I am a tutor/Terra transcriber in Terra, but the enlightenment stream

If you die, so will I.

In the end, there is you and me.

Miracles can actually happen twice before my eyes.

"I ended up being a joke."

"I just feel heartbroken. You clearly knew and still came to retaliate against me."

Loya's lips gradually moved closer to her.

"Fortunately, I don't have to suffer twice as much."

"Fortunately, our pain is over."

He didn't kiss her, but pressed his forehead against W's.

"Do you believe it? If I were still alive, I wouldn't come to you for two years."

"..." W closed his eyes.

Blood stains still covered her clothes.

The greatest happiness is to recover something lost and survive the disaster.

Whether it's W or Loya, both are accounted for.

"I never thought about going back alive," W opened his eyes, "You beast, just be lucky that there is a bitch woman who will live for you."

She landed a flying kick on Loya's waist, knocking him several steps forward.

"Have you decided to stay in Ursus?"

"You have to accompany me, otherwise I won't be able to do anything."

"You've always had a bad mouth," W fell silent again and stared into Loya's eyes, "Are you going to die again?"

"I can't die in Ursus."

Luo Ya didn't mention the black snake in his head. This thing is very powerful at grabbing souls.

"..."

W stopped talking. She was originally thinking about Kazdel and her daughter.

I want to ask him what happened and what he is doing now.

But in the end, he just stayed aside quietly, staring at his serious face as he wrote.

She is neither cold nor warm to anyone, has low education, bad mouth, low quality, and cruel heart - but only Luo Ya, only Luo Ya is different.

W never asked him where he came from or what he was going to do. As long as he loved himself, it was enough, even if he suffered such a loss, even if he died because of it.

Maybe W is just such a bitch.

but not.

Because Kazdel's despair no longer exists, and this girl who longs for light has grown up.

"Loya." She called him softly.

He stopped writing as usual.

Likewise, no one knew how miraculous it was for a newly arrived earthling born under the sun to meet her in this land full of despair.

Loya waited for W to speak.

But what was waiting for him left him at a loss:

"I... gave birth to cubs for you bastard."

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There is also a simple camp on the outskirts of Chernobog.

The meeting started.

All the big capitalists in Ursus were present.

A round table with nine people sitting around it.

In order to maintain the atmosphere of the meeting, they deliberately chose dim lighting.

"The assassination failed and none of them died."

The bearded man spoke first, which also surprised his colleagues on the right:

"We have carried out not only a thousand but also eight hundred assassinations. Never before has the movement been so big as today. Even the Holy Horse Castle has come to hold us accountable."

"We have no plans to start a war in advance. Whoever wants to put the blame on us should be damned."

"Yeah, damn it."

As soon as the representatives spoke, the heavy atmosphere in the meeting disappeared.

"Okay, okay." The bearded man was extremely helpless.

After 3 minutes, the venue calmed down again.

He took out a book - "The Ideology of the Ursus Nation".

"How to deal with this?"

"Isn't this the tattered book of those infected people?"

One deputy recognized him, laughed and shook his head.

"It's those gentlemen who are being scolded. What does it have to do with us? It's them who should have a headache. The dogs they raised have bitten their owners."

"Hahaha……"

The venue burst into laughter again.

The decision not to interfere with the spread was thus made.

Afterwards, everyone discussed other issues. After the meeting, they hooked up and, as class allies, discussed where to spend money and what kind of wine to drink.

No one cares what kind of disturbance a small book can stir up, even if it does, it has nothing to do with them.

——If "L" really dies, if the next book is not published, yes indeed.

Holy Castle, Royal Palace.

The young emperor picked up the Chernobog assassination incident and read it again, then put it aside, then picked up the army mobilization report and sighed.

"Witt, if war really breaks out, will Ursus rise from the ashes?"

"No," the old speaker decisively refused, "As long as your majesty does not win, no matter which side will bring Ursus to the light."

"..."

The emperor closed his eyes, looked haggard, and then slowly spoke:

"If we want to end the war, is this the only way?"

"Yes."

"...I hope I will not become Ursus's sinner and ruin the empire of the previous emperors."

The emperor finally stamped his seal on the "Emergency Procedures for Chernobog City".

There is a line of eye-catching words on it.

——"For the sake of the unity of the empire, if necessary, force the city of Chernobog to crash into the dragon gate."

Chapter 24 We choose the storm

Afternoon, near dusk.

Sunlight scatters into the woods through the gaps in the leaves, and a car roars through it.

W was sitting in the passenger seat, chatting about trivial matters.

Loya concentrated on driving and occasionally took the time to reply to her.

"What should I do about your daughter?" W asked suddenly.

"...It should be what we do."

Loya is still a little confused now.

"Ah."

W scoffed, and after a while he continued to speak:

"I only glanced at her...that little cub is quite special."

"Oh, what's so special?" Loya said in a high tone.

The sudden appearance of his daughter penetrates into the man's heart, but he is not yet ready to become a father.

As soon as he finished speaking, W suddenly took off his hat, and Loya quickly stepped on the brakes.

"Ha, as expected..."

She was slightly absent-minded and slowly put her canvas hat back on.

No wonder.

how can that be possible.

Sakaz and Sakaz's children not only do not have Originium in their blood, they also have no horns on their heads.

"...Do you need me to explain?"

"No need."

W lay down on the seat again and closed his eyes.

"After so many years and so many things, the fact that we are still alive is more important than anything else."

"Isn't it good that the kid doesn't have Sakaz's life?"

So the vehicle started again, and when it arrived at its destination, W tightened his black cloak and put on his hood again.

It was still the same place as last time. Tallulah had been waiting for a long time, and Alina stood beside her.

The main purpose of coming here this time is to stabilize my basic position.

The fiercest struggle is about to begin, the love between children has to be put aside for the time being, and the integration movement must also mature.

"Wu, the insects from Ursus are approaching the integration movement."

Loya smiled, livening up the atmosphere.

After all, both of the two people in front of him were a little nervous.

Tallulah spoke in cooperation:

"The great teacher arrives today in the integrated movement of his own faithfulness."

"Haha, I'm far from great."

After waving his hand, Loya lowered the brim of his hat and the group walked towards the integration movement station.

Tallulah glanced sideways at the cloaked woman who was following the teacher without saying a word.

She recognized it, but there was no need to say that these private matters had nothing to do with her.

Loya's visit came unexpectedly, and no one knew the news except Tallulah and Alina.

Everyone is still working as normal, producing where they need to be produced, and keeping watch where they should be.

Loya scanned the camp and got a general understanding. Then he walked around alone and came back to ask for some information.

There are not many people in the integration movement base camp, only about four to five thousand people, crowded in a large open space, still living in tents, warehouses, weapons depots and other special wooden warehouses.

According to Tallulah, the Integration Movement currently has tens of thousands of people, but they are all very scattered.

To sum up: the conditions are simple and the force is weak. Except for a few elite troops with a small number of people, the rest are just a mob.

According to Lyudmila's situation, ideological construction is not in place.

The more he thought about it, the more helpless he became. Loya took out a pen and paper on the spot and wrote: "Severe Criticism of Leader Tallulah."

It’s not really a criticism, it’s just a summary of Tallulah’s construction over the past two years and then handed to her to read.