I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

When one plan failed, Li Lin's eyes lit up and he came up with another.

Do you know about Ursus's internal guard?

"what is that?"

“The Emperor’s blade, Ursus’s inner guard, and the guardians of the Northern Plains against the demons,” Li Lin said succinctly. “The late Emperor united a portion of the Northern Plains demons with them, binding them with special black robes. Although they still retain human form, they are no longer human.”

The atmosphere grew even more tense and silent.

The patrol team members realized they had overheard something extraordinary. After exchanging glances, they decided to pretend they hadn't heard anything Li Lin said.

The group of four, in a three-horse carriage, headed towards Baron Ivan's country villa.

......

Baron Ivan stood at the window of his villa, watching the earth covered by swirling snow, and curled his lip.

It's always the same boring snow, cold, and terrifying Originium-infected creatures here.

Those commoners were not kind; they were full of resentment and said one thing to your face and another behind your back. If he could, Baron Ivan would prefer to call these scoundrels "troublemakers."

The door opened.

"What's going on—didn't I send someone to collect taxes? Why are they back so early?"

Ivan flew into a rage at the butler who reported back to him.

“Master,” the old butler said, showing no fear despite Ivan’s anger, “they brought back someone who might be a nobleman.”

“Possibly?” Ivan’s ears twitched; he keenly sensed the butler’s meaning. “You mean that guy doesn’t have any noble coat of arms to prove his identity, nor does he state his family lineage?”

"Your Excellency is wise."

"Then why don't they just get rid of that guy?" Ivan waved his hand. "Don't bother me with this kind of thing. Just do what you're supposed to do."

“My lord, but that young man mentioned Duke Kosiché, the Ursus Imperial Guard…”

"What the fuck did you say?!"

Ivan's massive body sprang up from the chair and rushed to the old butler. "Say that again?!"

Most people know nothing about the Ursus Guard, and even Ivan, as a nobleman from the northern ice plains, has only heard of them.

Those monsters clad in black suits were, according to his grandfathers, symbols of nightmares and fear.

They would hang the entire family of a rebel from the rafters, or use extremely cruel methods to exterminate an entire fully armed army.

Before the old butler could repeat himself, Ivan took a few steps back in alarm, pacing back and forth in the carpeted room, muttering to himself, "It's over, they've come for me—no, impossible, I'm just a lowly baron, how could I possibly trouble them..."

"Where is he?!" Ivan grabbed the old butler by the collar. "Don't tell me you've locked him in the water dungeon!"

“No, sir,” the old butler replied calmly. “Anton and the others received him with the etiquette of nobles all the way here, but after arriving here, I arranged for him to stay in the reception room.”

Ivan let out a heavy sigh and nodded: "Well done. Also, for Anton and the others..."

The baron stopped at the door.

"master?"

"Who told you that young man mentioned the Ursus guard?"

The butler replied, "That's what Anton and the others said."

The baron didn't turn around, but tapped the door lightly twice with his fingers: "Take care of it. Just say it was an attack by an infected creature. I remember Anton has a son, so let him take over Anton's job when he comes of age."

“Your kindness.” The old butler bowed respectfully behind him.

When Ivan saw Li Lin in the drawing room, it was already afternoon.

When the massive Ursus bearman entered the reception room, the relatively slender young nobleman was sitting at the dining table. Li Lin unceremoniously took the head seat, with sunlight streaming down from behind him, much like the murals of the Lateran Papacy.

"Baron Ivan, is that right? Or perhaps Lord Ivan?"

Li Lin looked away from the chicken soup in front of him and clicked his tongue in admiration, "Drinking chicken soup in the dead of winter is such a wonderful thing."

Baron Ivan, who hadn't caught the joke, sat cautiously opposite Li Lin: "Yes, yes."

Ivan and Li Lin's imagined image of a nobleman was quite different.

However, the Baron, as those who know, know, has always been the best choice for the role of bullying men and women in TV dramas, such as a county magistrate who forcibly abducts a woman in the street, which is a popular subject for the masses.

Aside from knights and squires, barons are actually the most down-to-earth nobles...

Li Lin, feeling a bit no one was responding to her joke, missed Talulah; at least she would react.

After finishing the bowl of chicken soup in front of him, Li Lin looked up at Baron Ivan: "Alright, go wherever you need to go—send me to the Chernobog mine. Anton and the others should have told you that."

Li Lin was unaware that Anton and the other two had already been secretly dealt with by Ivan.

Baron Ivan raised his head, his expression respectful: "Is it the Chernobog mine? I understand."

He stood up, respectfully stepped back, and went out.

The old butler was standing outside the door: "Master, it's all taken care of."

"Yes, Anton's wife must be very sad. I'll go see her in a while."

Baron Ivan nodded.

"As for that one, although he is not of the Ursus race, he is indeed more noble than me... Perhaps he is of Gaul blood, or perhaps of the Great Yan blood of the south. Our great late emperor once promoted a large number of talents of different races."

By saying this, he almost certainly confirmed Li Lin's noble status.

“And more importantly, he works for Duke Kosiché.” Ivan rubbed his forehead, recalling the rumors that might not have been entirely unfounded. “Get rid of this lord as soon as possible, and contact the Chernobog mine.”

The old butler nodded and silently withdrew.

Moments later, a communications message carrying information arrived in Chernobog.

With confirmation from the local official, Baron Ivan's terms were presented to the Chernobog mine manager. After a brief consideration, the bloated Ursus bear-man filled out a blank letter of appointment and stamped it for confirmation.

All of this took only thirty minutes. Without Li Lin's knowledge, he was given the position of director of the Chernobog Twelfth Mine District.

As dusk fell, the old butler opened the car door and invited Li Lin, who was feeling completely lost, into the car, carrying a check given to him by Baron Ivan as a token of his friendship.

They sped along the highway toward Chernobog.

Baron Ivan watched the car disappear into the distance, thinking about the wonderful days he and the young widow of the Anton family would enjoy after finally getting rid of this plague, and felt a slight warmth in his lower abdomen.

Suddenly, a red glow rose in the distance, as poignant as the setting sun.

......

Talulah met Alina on her way back to the village.

Little Dragon Girl and Princess Yao Yao chatted and laughed, just like best friends in the rural love story.

When talking about her achievements today, Talulah was in high spirits. She had applied Li Lin's theory and succeeded remarkably.

In comparison, I only paid such a small price, which is almost negligible.

Perhaps this was because of a man named Abraham Leigh, who used it as an excuse for the "transaction"?

Talulah felt a flush rise to her face as she recalled Li Lin's gaze that night.

Alina suddenly patted Talulah on the shoulder, and she carefully pulled the dragon girl away, pointing to a desolate village entrance where there were still traces of disorder.

Needless to say.

Talulah suddenly felt dizzy. She gently pushed Alina away, looked at the messy tire tracks, and stared at the chaotic village entrance.

"You're back!"

The old woman hurriedly dragged Talulah, who was standing at the village entrance, inside the door. Alina followed behind them, closing the door behind her to prevent them from peeping.

"Abel was taken away by those jackals..."

“It’s all that damned Alexander! I could tell he was a bad seed from the time he was a child!” The old man was furious, interrupting his wife. “Abraham was arrested for me!”

The old man beat his chest and stamped his feet in frustration.

Talulah sat in the chair without saying a word.

"Around when was he arrested?" Alina asked.

"Shortly after you left, the jackals came..."

"You just said, who betrayed him?" Talulah suddenly looked up.

The two elderly people stopped talking abruptly.

"Little Ta, you mustn't do anything foolish—Alina, you have to talk to her! You have to talk to her!" the old woman said anxiously.

Talulah stood up and smiled at the two elderly people: "Thank you for taking care of me these past few days."

"Don't do anything foolish, don't go..." The old man realized what Talulah was about to do and quickly changed his tune, "It's not too late to chase after Abraham now, he must have been sent to the Baron!"

"Baron? Which Baron?"

Tallulah asked.

"Baron Ivan... Talulah, what are you trying to do?!"

The longsword that had once pierced the black serpent's chest fell into the dragon girl's hand. Talulah still wore an apologetic smile, but her figure was retreating, from the warm little house into the swirling snow.

"Wait, Little Tower, I'll go with you."

Alina whispered goodbye to the two elderly people and then walked towards Talulah.