What did you do with the dice?

Rusalka: (Although I've said it's just a metaphor, there's some truth to what you said. Have I been increasingly alienated from the masses lately? Alas, I never imagined that alcohol and sex could corrupt me to this extent. Pass on my military order: from today on, I will stop drinking!)

Sani Tieta: (I can’t stand it anymore. Is there no limit to your stock of bad jokes?)

Rusalka: (Of course, because I am Cyber ​​Red A: The Internet King. Do I have enough bad jokes?!)

Sani Tower: (Stop!)

Fortunately, there is no idea of ​​hanging street lamps in Custer's head. Although Rusalka's metaphor is indeed not very appropriate, this is the world. In an era when people can survive by patching together, this metaphor can vaguely express the general meaning and is useful.

In short, he was persuaded by Rusalka. Although he still looked worried, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes: "Thank you, Lord, for your guidance. Ever since I lost the Holy Light, I have been trapped in self-doubt. I originally thought that I might want to pursue a correct answer, and then use this as a belief to reclaim the Holy Light.

But now it seems that my idea was wrong.”

"It doesn't matter. As the saying goes, life is a journey like this. How many tears will it take to complete it?"

Sanita: (Why are you singing again?)

Rusalka: (Damn, I can’t help myself, haha, it’s almost time~)

Sanitieta suddenly felt that perhaps his decision to sit here and listen today was a mistake. If he were not there, at least he would not be frantically saying such speeches to him in the private chat channel that would require a san check.

In a sense, there was nothing wrong with him being a sorcerer. He was just worried about which side's mental state would be affected first after the ancient god and he finished communicating.

Caster shook his head, then slapped his face vigorously with both hands, as if trying to cheer himself up again. He turned to look at Rusalka and said, "My Lord, thank you for today. I think I have some idea of ​​what I want to do, but I still have a humble request, and I hope you can fulfill it."

Rusalka: "No problem, just ask. As long as you don't want to take my maid back home to get married, I will do my best to satisfy you."

Custer didn't expect Rusalka's answer to be so abstract, and was stunned.

Of course, this is not Custer's fault. Even Sunny Tower, who has experienced the influence of the 21st century Internet, was stunned.

Custer touched his cheek awkwardly and said, "Not really. I just wanted to compete with the Lord."

Well, it was true that Rusalka was quite happy that he didn't want to seduce his own maid, but it was also the first time he heard such a strange request. In his opinion, Caster's words "I want a competition" were no different from "I want a beating".

Strength 20, Agility 20, Strength 20, Rusalka wanted to laugh when looking at herself with these attributes.

The strength limit of a normal human is 16 points. You should know that the peak strength of a giant is only 28, and that of a dragon is about 24. The higher you go, the more obvious the difference between 1 point of attributes will be.

The Ogre and Rusalka, who had a strength of 18, came to arm wrestle, but they both had to go back crying and make an appointment to see an orthopedic specialist.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

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It turns out that there is a slight difference between fighting on the battlefield and one-on-one combat in the training ground.

On the battlefield, Rukasha was killing everyone. On the one hand, this was due to the limited space, and on the other hand, there was not much time for both sides to think. Under the influence of adrenaline, both sides, who were combat professionals, would almost choose to fight head-on. That terrifying attribute could instantly teach the other side a lesson.

The dual-blade demon had previously demonstrated how to kite the boss, but he was ambushed by Silence, and then Rusalka, who was in the second stage of Red Temperature, was killed instantly by a Wind Step followed by two Holy Slashes. If he had any idea at the time, it was only that "it can be used for the next time."

So, a one-on-one duel is another matter. Fortunately, Caster's martial arts skills have become a little rusty during his long-term reliance on the Holy Light, otherwise Rusalka, who is holding a rubber sword, might not be able to touch him.

Throughout the entire duel, Caster swung the rubber hammer in his hand with great vigor and success, hitting Rukasha's vital points several times. However, Rukasha continued to shamelessly act in a rogue manner, fighting back while being beaten, forcing Caster to choose to escape with one blow.

This unethical fighting style also made Custer, who was born into a knight family, somewhat unable to cope. Where had he ever seen an opponent who could fight back after being hit in the vitals? Even the most skilled fighters would not consider how to deal with the opponent if they were still able to fight back after hitting the opponent's vitals.

In the end, Caster, who was hit in the face by a hammer, had no time to retreat. Unfortunately, he was hit in the waist by Rukasha's rubber sword. The huge force directly knocked him over. He flipped over in mid-air and landed on the ground. He took several steps back before he stabilized his body.

"I lost." Caster dropped the rubber hammer in his hand, clasped his hands together, and bowed in acknowledgment. He sighed softly, "There was a time when I relied too much on the power of the Holy Light and neglected my training. Perhaps this is God's punishment for my complacency. Lord, thank you very much for your tolerance of my willfulness. I will strive to win the next duel."

"It's okay. You're actually pretty good now. With time, I'm sure you'll surpass me in martial arts." After wiping her nose, Rusalka waved "modestly" at Custer and happily announced her victory.

Sanitta: (Do you have any shame? If you were in a fencing match, you would have been stabbed to pieces.)

Rusalka: (What are you doing? I'm a noble bot, so this isn't a fencing match but a boxing match. His attacks, supported by my health bar, are just trivial tactical scoring. I can knock him out with one punch. My victory is fair and square.)

Chapter 29 Troubled times are coming

Time flies, three months passed in a flash, and it was already late spring and early summer.

After the peace talks broke down, Lord Ropa took no further action. Even the Kate Chamber of Commerce, which had already paid the fine, did not choose to retaliate, which surprised Rusalka, who was already prepared for a fight.

During this period, the regular meetings of the God of Truth were held three times. For Rusalka, once the novelty wore off, it seemed a bit boring.

Everyone participating in this conference has their own purpose and seeks mutual benefit and win-win results, so they cherish every meeting.

But he is different. He just wants to go home, but he doesn't want to reveal his identity, and he can't reach the level of mutual benefit and win-win.

Just think of it as listening to a TV series.

The plan that the Saint and the Scorpio had discussed before would begin at the end of the year, and the major events mentioned by other people were all calculated in months or even years, so there was no certainty.

There is no update in the intelligence link. Everyone is more concerned about the transaction link. However, the transaction link is precisely the threshold that Rusalka cannot enter, and she can only watch.

If there was any gain, it was that as a gift of acceptance, the God of Truth gave him a seemingly very strange ability, which was also a bit unclear after reading the introduction.

[Power of True and False]: You can disguise your alignment as you wish.

It is said that everyone who attends the meeting has the blessing of this deity.

Faction? Rusalka didn't quite understand what this faction meant. He felt like he couldn't actively activate this skill, so he asked Sanita for advice.

Sanitta guessed that this camp refers to the "Nine-square Camp", which can also explain why Theresa can have two beliefs at the same time without being discovered.

Even though her current behavior and thoughts have leaned towards the chaotic camp, this blessing allows her to still maintain the judgment of the "Lawful Good" camp, so she can continue to maintain her identity and abilities as the Great Saint.

However, this blessing is useless to Rusalka. His camp has been decided when the card is drawn, and everything after that depends on idealism. After all, he has successfully become a Paladin and a warlock, and can be called a genius who has integrated chaotic evil and lawful good, so camp is not a problem for him at all.

I smoke, I drink, I have tattoos, I commit domestic violence, but I am a good man.

When Rukasa recently left a meeting, she consolidated the information from several meetings and discovered that the only useful information she had obtained was from this Saint:

"By the way, Gemini, the civil war in the Kingdom of Snidi is about to begin. If you're not ready, you can ask me for help. If you beg me, I can help you return to Esdi. You can even become my personal knight.

Perhaps under my inspiration, God Light will once again bestow the Holy Light upon you."

"No, thank you." Rusalka rejected this proposal that sounded quite tempting. It was a pity that he already had a cat in his heart, otherwise he would have been quite interested in the setting of this little story that the guard knight and the saint had to tell.

"I'm welcome anytime." Theresa opened her arms and made a hugging gesture, making Rusalka blush.

Fortunately, the black fog blocked the view, so it didn't seem too cramped.

After leaving the meeting, Rusalka, who had regained control, began to worry about the management of the territory.

Recently, the number of people in the Pearl Tear Territory has been increasing. Under his arrangement, a 30-man light infantry squad has been formed and handed over to the free instructor Custer for training and leadership.

According to Rusalka, the soldiers have been recruited and it's time to find a battle. He has been a little dazzled by Teresa recently, and it's time to do some real manly activities to defeat this succubus, no, it's the demon in his heart.

In response to this, Sanita said, "You are dreaming. You want to join the battle after only training for a month. Do you think you are a Zerg?"

So, this thought that just arose ends here.

This strange tranquility, this apparent "peace," undoubtedly signals a dangerous situation: the calm before the storm, a sense of impending devastation.

Especially in the past two days, rumors began to spread in the territory, most of which were saying that the Kingdom of Sinidi was about to change, and many earls had already issued conscription mobilization orders. Among them, the most visible change was that the number of refugees entering the Pearl Tears Territory was increasing day by day. Many people even mixed in with the team recruiting pioneers and did not go to the guild to register at all.

The guild's recruitment capacity has reached its limit. Even though Rusalka has withdrawn the commission, people are still smuggling in from the southern forest into the territory. Several batches of them have been caught by the newly recruited guards. They will reveal their ancestors if they are slightly frightened. They don't look like spies. When questioned, they are just ordinary people with poor conditions.

They chose to travel a long distance to come to Zhulei Territory, partly because they heard that Zhulei Territory was recruiting for land reclamation, so there was a place to live and opportunities to seize.

Of course, this is not the main aspect, but because I heard that the lord of the Pearl Tears Territory has been obsessed with women recently. Not only does he not recruit soldiers for war, but he has also gone crazy and is taking care of the work and food for the new people.

Rusalka was furious when she heard the news: "This is nonsense! I will chop these troublemakers to pieces!"

Sanitieta laughed and teased, "Haha, Brother Xiao, calm down. From another perspective, the people like tyrants like you."

Rusalka: "I'm impressed. What kind of people are they?"

As the saying goes, if ordinary people can foresee something, it just means that the thing itself is definitely on the verge of breaking out, or is even already breaking out.

In this situation, no one can guarantee that their master will not recruit soldiers. In short, if you don't want to fight, it is always okay to go away from the high-risk war zone, that is, away from the border of the central kingdom. If the war sweeps across the country and spreads to the Pearl Tears Territory, you can also take the lead and flee to the neighboring country of Esdi.

Sanitta probably also knew why the Ropa Territory and Kate Chamber of Commerce did not retaliate. In this special period, everyone needed to accumulate strength in advance to deal with subsequent changes. In addition, a large number of people ran into the territory, and public security and management issues required a lot of energy and manpower to solve, and there were no troops to be withdrawn for fighting.

Not to mention that the Ropa family had sacrificed a group of assassins before, and it can be said that all their trump cards were played out. The fact that Rusalka is still alive has already proved his strength. As long as Lord Ropa has no problem with his mind, he will never take the initiative to provoke Rusalka again.

Even the Pearl Tear Territory, which has been making a lot of money recently, had to ask its earliest residents to set up a temporary militia guard group to cooperate with the light infantry to carry out personnel management.

It can be said that all the nobles on this side of the border are now worried about the large influx of refugees from the central region. In this situation, how can they spare the time to start a war?

After spending about a week calculating, Sanita came to the following conclusion:

Oh, it really works!

Then, a letter appeared in the right place.

When Viscount Consenat opened the letter on the table with the seal of the Pearl Tears, his brows suddenly furrowed.

"He wants to negotiate peace with Baron Roper during this period?"

This was not a letter of peace negotiation at all, it was simply a unilateral declaration of war, and it was specifically sent to the Viscount, with the intention of testing his intentions.

There were so many reasons and conditions for peace written in a very eloquent and polite manner, but in the eyes of the shrewd viscount, none of them were true.

Rusalka simply expressed the opposite meaning:

I want to attack the Ropa Territory. Out of courtesy and respect, I am writing to ask for your permission. Viscount, please give me an explanation. As long as you have no objection, I will take action immediately.

If Rusalka was just an ordinary person, Lord Ropa's assassins would have killed him long ago. Since he is still alive, it means that Rusalka also has his own trump card. Although Rusalka is a baron and is under the jurisdiction of the viscount, he refuses to obey and there is nothing he can do.

As a noble, he certainly knows the rules. It is one thing to give Rusalka a warning, but it is another to force him to death. Now Lord Ropa has tried every means but failed to do anything to him. If he wants to take action again, he can only use two methods.

1. Cut off their supply and trade routes.

2. Send out light cavalry to uproot the Pearl Tears Territory.

However, no matter which one it was, the ending was that Rusalka directly rebelled. Rehabilitation was not a problem. What he was afraid of was that hostile forces would take the opportunity to fund the Pearl Tear Territory and open a battlefield on their own land. At this time, it was a disaster for him.

He actually had a very good plan, which was to "drag it out" until civil unrest broke out in the kingdom. At that time, everyone would be forced to cooperate to resist the risks, and then he would make this matter public, forcing both sides to write off their old debts.

If Rusalka is convinced, that's fine. If he's not, in times of war, I have plenty of ways to get rid of him without dirtying my hands.

Therefore, after the last negotiation broke down, Viscount Consenatus found an excuse to confine his second son to his home for three months, because he was worried that he would act on impulse and challenge Rukasha to a duel.

He also knew that his impulsive second son was full of resentment, but it was only out of filial piety, a chivalrous virtue, that he swallowed his anger and chose to listen to his father.

But if Rukasa attacked the Ropa Territory at this time, he would probably not be able to hold his second son, who was a great knight, captive, as he would certainly want to seek justice for his wife's family.

It's a headache. At this time when the kingdom is in turmoil, the barons under his command are still fighting over the interests of a small mine. It's so stupid and short-sighted, it's ridiculous.

So he quickly drafted a reply letter in duplicate, one of which was sent back to Rusalka as a consolation and delaying tactic.

The other copy, along with the original letter from Rusalka, was given to a reliable armed courier in the territory and sent to Lord Ropa urgently and confidentially, telling him that he had stepped in to help him resolve the crisis and taking the opportunity to do Lord Ropa a favor.

How is it possible to ask him to act as a peacemaker quietly?

He had long been suspicious of the unreasonable conflicts between Lord Ropa and Lord Pearl Tear. Coupled with Rusalka's straightforward questions at the peace negotiation meeting, Consent was inclined to believe that Lord Ropa had discovered some secrets in Lord Pearl Tear.

Although he also knew that Lord Ropa would never tell the truth, it did not mean that the truth only existed in his head.

He was very confident that when the world became chaotic, he would have plenty of room to reorganize everything in the territory.

Just like decoration, tear everything down and then reshape it until you are satisfied.

He has been in the position of Viscount for too long. Now that opportunities are coming in troubled times, it is time to try to climb up.

Chapter 30 Roll Call

This time, let alone Sanita, even Rusalka with an intelligence of 5 could guess that the Viscount would definitely reply, and the content of the letter would definitely prohibit him from harassing Lord Ropa in the near future.

To the Baron of Pearl Tears:

The situation in the kingdom has been unstable recently, with a large number of refugees pouring into the border. As the administrator here, I hope that everyone in Viscount Consenat's territory can unite and overcome the difficulties together. Although a peace agreement has not been signed, it does not hinder the implementation of the above contents.

In addition, if Baron Zhulei is short of manpower in managing the security of his territory, he can contact me at any time. I can mobilize the White Horse Rangers to assist.

Yours faithfully, Viscount Concenutt.]

There is also a family seal below.

His guess was almost right, although the content of the letter was not so straightforward. After all, although everyone had clear distinctions between high and low ranks of nobility, nobles generally would not use an imperative tone to teach others how to do things.

However, this was exactly what the Viscount meant. He appealed to the people's emotions and reason, and half-tactfully and half-firmly asked Lord Pearl Tear not to cause trouble. He also threatened him, telling him that he still had a team of rangers at his disposal, and if he dared to cause trouble, he would bear the consequences himself.

Based on his understanding of his brother, Rusalka knew that Sanita's ultimate goal was to take advantage of the chaos to destroy Lord Ropa, so whatever the Viscount wrote was just bullshit to him.

A white horse? He will never come back.

The only thing he didn't understand was the purpose of Sanitieta's unnecessary act of writing a letter to the Viscount.

So he expressed his doubts to Sani Tieta, whose head was filled with more evil than he had ever drunk in his life, "Brother Fei, if you want us to launch a surprise attack on the other side, why did you write a letter to inform Zijue in advance? He is almost in cahoots with Luo Paling, so how could he agree to our Hongmen Feast?

Think about it, right after the last peace talks, Lord Ropar sent his assassins to intercept us. Doesn't that mean they were already laying an ambush? I bet this transgression was only possible with the tacit approval of Viscount Conesnat."