"Feudal monarchy is a backward system, and it is extremely unwise to hand over the entire country to one person to manage."
"Even if the Ursus Empire has established a cabinet and parliament, the king still has the right to reject their decrees and bills. Compared to Colombia and Leitania, the Ursus Empire is really like an uncivilized curly baboon. .”
"They are indifferent to the economy and only like vodka and fighting bears. Now the streets of the Ursus Empire are filled with cultural elements from Letania and Colombia. The traditional Ursus culture has been pushed to the margins. Many ancient skills are about to disappear, which is a loss not only for the Ursus Empire, but also for the world."
"The reason is that the country's social system is too backward. If some major changes are not made, the Ursus Empire will slowly lose its personality and characteristics and become a cultural vassal of other countries."
Vera's voice echoed in Nuoda's villa, making Valentin a little sleepy.
It is winter in the Ursus Empire. The cold current has passed and the temperature has dropped sharply. The most depressed time of the year has arrived. Except for those laborers who had to stick to their posts, everyone else basically stayed at home, warming themselves by the stove and chatting.
Valentine is no exception. He hasn't been out for several days.
The fireplace burned dry charcoal, making an occasional crackling sound. Valentine closed the curtains without turning on the switch, just letting the weak firelight from the fireplace illuminate a small area in front of the sofa.
The flames gave off a warm orange light that shone on Valentine's face, making him feel a little sleepy. Vera's side face caught his eye, becoming increasingly blurry.
Xing Yihuang curled up next to Valentine, with a blanket covering him. Like a cat in winter, she curled up into a ball next to Valentine, breathing lightly and evenly.
Finally, Valentine couldn't resist the sleepiness and closed his eyes.
This is the most comfortable thing in winter, curling up into a ball with a blanket and lying in front of a warm fireplace with the person you like.
Valentine soon fell asleep and had a dream.
In the dream, he still looked like he did after time travel, a little dragon with two horns on his head, but the clothes he wore were not his usual windbreaker but a red woolen coat with stickers on the sleeves. Armband with Griffin Safety Contractors logo.
There was no one around him, just a little girl lying in his arms. The girl had long silver-white hair like him, which was permed into slightly curled hair. The girl's clothes are very strange, like a very old hospital gown. There were two tubes inserted into her brain, and at the other end of the tube was a half-full blood bag.
It's Liberolle...
Valentine was lying on the chair, stroking Liberole's long hair with one hand, and gently squeezing her sleeping face with the other.
Soon, Liberole woke up. She got off Valentine's arms and stood in front of him.
"Commander, do you still remember me?" The voice was weak and cute, making people want to love her.
"Remember. You are Liberole 1918." Valentine nodded.
"But I'm just imaginary." Libeirole shook his head.
"But I still like you very much." Valentine stood up from the chair and squatted in front of Liberole.
The girl smiled, her eyes turning into crescent moons.
"What if I changed my appearance?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liberole in front of him changed. His originally smooth long hair became a little dry, freckles appeared on his fair and clean face, and his eyes and lips underwent some changes.
If Liberole's appearance was originally rated 100 points, her current appearance is only 50 points.
"Who are you?" Valentine was confused. The girl he liked was gone, and the girl standing in front of him was extremely ordinary.
"Liberolle," the girl gave her answer.
Valentine panicked. He stood up and took a few steps back, waving to Liberole.
"No, you are not her, you are not her, where is she?"
“I am her, both in core and voice, I am still the same Liberolle, just with a different appearance.”
The little girl's words were like needles piercing Valentine's heart. He squatted on the ground, holding the girl's shoulders with both hands and shaking her: "Why, why do you have to become like this? Can you change back?"
"Of course I can." As soon as he finished speaking, Libeirole returned to his former appearance. Valentin saw the original Liberole come back, with an excited smile on his face. He wanted to hug the girl he liked, but was pushed away by her.
Valentin looked at Liberole in front of him with some doubts.
"Stop being addicted to the illusory world, Commander." Libeirole shook his head and turned to leave.
The entire office was gradually enveloped in white light, and the things inside gradually disappeared as the white light spread. First the walls, the sofa, then the desk and bookcases.
"Where are you going?" Valentin looked at Libeirole who was drifting away and stretched out his hands.
"I have always been here, but the one who left was you, Commander." Libeirole turned around with a sweet smile.
"I...I know you are illusory, data, and dots, but what about those people? They are carbohydrates and calcium. Why can't I love a person made up of virtual data?" Valentin slowly looked at it. Libeirole, who was swallowed by the white light, shouted with all his strength.
"Do you really love me? Or do you just love my appearance? Without that portrait, who am I?" Libeirole's voice came from the white light, and she had completely disappeared.
"Cherish the person in front of you, Commander. At least she is tangible and visible, not just a picture like me. Maybe she will be against you and has some shortcomings, but in the face of true love, all this is okay Make concessions.”
Liberole's voice echoed in Valentin's mind.
"I..." Valentine mumbled, his expression confused.
"Do I really love her..."
Valentine's body felt cold and he suddenly opened his eyes.
What caught his eye was Vera's little face. She stood next to Valentine, holding a red book in her hands, with a sullen look on her face.
It seems that this quiet Ursus girl doesn't like to see her audience falling asleep while she is explaining knowledge.
"You are disrespecting me." Vera's tone was exactly the same as his father's, like the cold Ursus winter wind.
Valentine felt that the temperature around him had dropped a bit. He wrapped himself in a small quilt and looked at Vera with half of his face shaking his head.
I didn't mean it, girl, it's mainly because the things you said are really making me sleepy!
Valentine is a man who is very talented in liberal arts, because his grades in science are a mess.
Well, that's right.
The key is that politics in the liberal arts is just like Valentine listening to science, physics and chemistry. He becomes sleepy after listening for a while, which is also the reason that limits his performance.
Of course his English isn't very good either.
But Vera didn't care about that. All she knew was that Valentin fell asleep while listening to her, and that pissed her off.
She lifted the book in her arms like a big stone. The orange light emitted by the burning fireplace shone on the book, and Valentine seemed to see the shadow of the sickle and hammer.
Grass.
Fight against shovelism.
Vera stuck the book on Valentine's face, and Valentine suffered 99999 points of spell damage.
But Shovelism is benevolent, and so is Vera who believes in it. Vera didn't use the four corners of the book to smear Valentine's face, otherwise Valentine could study politics with Marx tonight.
It’s just a good time to catch up on the lessons I missed in my previous life.
"I want to go out." Vera's voice reached Valentine's ears without any change.
Valentine continued to play dead, with the red book covering his face. He looked like a good student who fell asleep because he was reading too hard.
Ah.
You have to remember your current identity clearly. Little girl, you are a hostage in my hands, not a eldest lady. Even if you can run around in this villa at will, enter my study at any time, or even go out and move around freely, it does not mean that you You can command me with this gesture.
"I want to go out!" Vera's voice was still as cold as before, but the pitch was higher.
"Then you can go out, no one will stop you." Valentine put the book away from his face and found a comfortable position to lie on the sofa.
Well, this pillow is so soft.
"It's snowing outside, and I need someone to pick me up." Vera said this very naturally, as if Valentine should have done this.
Oh my god.
Little girl, are you quite demanding? Do you really think of yourself as a young lady?
Valentin ignored Vera's request, lay on the sofa and closed his eyes.
Click.
The door was opened, and a cold wind blew into the house, bringing in the snow outside.
Vera looked at the cold winter wind and heavy snow outside, and walked out without hesitation.
Valentine raised his head, only to see the closed door.
He lay back down again.
It's so cold outside and it's snowing heavily. This girl will definitely be back soon.
five minutes later.
Valentine sat in the passenger seat and looked at the heavy snow outside through the window, looking anxious.
Damn it, if this girl is serious, she will never come back.
Xing Yihuang held the steering wheel and glanced at the roadside from time to time. Because of the heavy snow, there were very few pedestrians on the road, mostly adults. They had been out for three minutes, and they didn't see any smaller passers-by along the way.
If this goes missing, Valentin will beat himself to death.
Before going out, he had notified all the gang members in the city to look for Vera. Basically, except for some important positions, all the other gang members went to the streets to find the girl.
When driving to a hospital, Valentine finally found the target. That little figure was lying in someone's arms.
"Vera!" Valentin shouted, ignoring the car that was still driving at low speed, opened the door and jumped out.
Then he slipped because he was too impatient and slid all the way to the man's feet.
Snapped.
Xing Yihuang, who was sitting in the car, slapped his forehead and said that he didn't know this embarrassing guy.
Valentine lay on the snow, clenching his fists and shaking all over. His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he really wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it.
It's so fucking embarrassing.
Is there any need to save this kind of world? Just destroy it.
"Sir, are you okay?" A female voice entered his ears, ethereal and sacred, as warm as spring.
Valentine raised his head and saw a pair of bare feet. Those feet stepped on the snow, there was no dirt at all, they were as warm and clean as jade. He moved his gaze upwards and saw the most shocking sight in the past two years.
"Angel..." Valentine's eyes widened.
"Yes." The man smiled, and Valentin felt that he had seen the purest smile in the world. "My name is Raphael, from Sakota. Nice to meet you."
Looking at the hand stretched out to him, Valentine only felt that he saw the gate of heaven.
Inside the hospital.
Valentin sat in the doctor's lounge and looked at Raphael who was busy outside the door. Vera is fine and is lying on the bed to rest.
"By the way, why do you have to go out?" Valentin thought of something, and took his eyes away from Raphael's long pale golden hair and four pairs of golden wings, and looked at Vera lying on the bed with a suspicious expression.
"Looking for my friend." Vera sipped the hot cocoa in small sips, but her voice was completely opposite to the temperature in her hands.
Valentine had a headache. After several months of getting along, Vera's hostility towards him disappeared, but she didn't have a good impression of him either. The two of them were like ordinary friends. The most they met was to say hello, and Vera didn't bother to say more words to him.
Except, of course, when discussing that knowledge.
"Your friend?" The image of a certain embarrassing bear appeared in Valentine's mind. To be honest, Valentin hasn't cared much about this matter since he came to Chernobog. His attitude towards Lin Dong and Gumi is to let nature take its course, and they will always meet in the future.
"Yes." Vera agreed and then said nothing more. The only sound of her drinking hot cocoa echoed in the entire lounge.
"I asked you to go out to meet me on a snowy day... Could it be that you have a boyfriend?" Valentin made a bad guess. If this is true, then he needs to have a good talk with that guy. Valentin is currently raising Vera as a younger sister. As for his sister's emotional life, he feels that as Oni-chan, he should have a hand in it.
What if my sister is cheated by some scumbag? Although he felt that such a thing was unlikely based on Vera's IQ, it was not absolutely impossible.
"Boring." Vera rolled her eyes and ignored Valentin.
…
It doesn't matter, he's used to it anyway. Since coming to this world, Valentine has never met a normal woman.
Oh no, that angel outside is just normal.
But why did the angel come here? And showing up at a clinic for infected people?
Valentine thought he should have a good talk with the angel.
"I'm going to buy you some oranges. Just stand here and don't move around." Valentin said something serious to Vera and left the lounge.
Valentine did not go to commandeer the doctors' offices, but stood directly next to the Sakota man to communicate.
Looking at Raphael's skillful bandaging skills, Valentin felt that she came here with a clear purpose.
"Your technique is very professional." Valentin couldn't think of any good way to strike up a conversation, so he could only praise Raphael's bandaging skills.
"Thank you." Raphael looked at Valentine and smiled. "I have a professional medical license from Rutland."
Looking at that smiling face, Valentin felt his heart stopped for half a beat.
What is this feeling of being in love about?
"This hospital is really lucky to have a doctor like you join us." Valentin suppressed the turbulence in his heart and responded pretending to be a serious person.
"I'm not joining here now." Raphael replaced the patient with a new bottle of glucose and wrote something in the medical record. "It was the doctors who asked me to stay. They needed help."
"Help." Valentine chewed the word.
"You volunteered to help the doctors here?"
"Why not?" Raphael tilted his head.
"You are such a kind doctor." Valentine bowed slightly to her.
"It's nothing. Along the way from Rutland, I don't know how many people I have helped." Raphael smiled. "This is my life and my hobby."
What is Our Lady? This is Our Lady. Sacrifice yourself for others without expecting anything in return. Valentin truly admires the angel sister in front of him, who is countless billions of Wallaces taller than those European white-left Madonna bitches in his previous life.
"Actually, I heard that there is a place to rescue infected people in this city, so I wanted to come here." Raphael handed a stack of cases to a doctor, turned around and opened the door of a certain ward, and Valentin followed her Went in.
There was a man lying in the ward with some tiny Originium stones on his neck. Valentin looked at the man and stood silently behind Raphael, in his blind spot.
"I'm lucky to have found this clinic." Raphael put on his stethoscope and examined the infected patient.
"When I came here, I learned that there was more than one clinic for infected people like this, and I also learned some things from the doctors." Raphael put away the medical equipment and took out an oriosis inhibitor.
"This hospital usually receives ordinary patients. You just let me follow you into this infected ward so relaxedly. Aren't you afraid that I am one of those ordinary people who don't know anything?" Valentin crossed his arms and asked, He asked looking at Raphael's busy back.
The halo above Raphael's head flickered twice, with a very small amplitude. She pulled the needle out of the patient's arm and threw it into a nearby medical waste bin.
"The doctor told me that most of the infected clinics in this city were founded by one person, who was also the city's gang leader and the president of the Chernobog Teachers and Doctors Life Support Foundation."
"He forced all gang members to learn knowledge and law, and sent the most evil ones to prison."
"Let the gangs in this city gradually be legalized and gradually accepted by the people."
"He is a Waifan man. He has a pair of dark blue horns on his head. He likes to wear long black trench coats. Unfortunately, because of his height, he does not look cold but rather cute."
Valentine looked at his clothes.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Valentine." Raphael poured a glass of water for the patient and put the medicine on his pillow.
She turned back to look at Valentine and said with a smile, a warm and sacred light radiating behind her.
Valentine only felt that the coldness of winter disappeared the moment she smiled, and was replaced by the extremely comfortable warmth brought by the spring monsoon wind blowing through her body.
This was the most beautiful and sincere smile that Valentin had ever seen. He regretted why he didn't bring a camera to record this beautiful smile.
"Meet again, Sakota native, Raphael." Raphael extended his hand to Valentine.
Valentin held Raphael's hand and felt that he was holding a piece of warm and smooth jade, but it had the hard texture of jade and was as soft as boneless.
"An ordinary Vaifan, Valentine." Valentine responded with a smile and a nod.
Although Valentine looked calm on the surface, in fact he was so happy that he did 3,800 backflips and turned 7,200 degrees in the air before jumping into the water.
It was at this moment that he had a goddess in his heart that he admired and admired.
"The doctor at the infected clinic said that if you want to join them, you need to pass your assessment." Raphael brushed his hair.
"No problem, absolutely no problem!" Valentine agreed directly.
Raphael smiled, very happily. "Aren't you afraid that I am sent by the Chernobog government? They are beginning to hate infected people."
"I believe you, Miss Raphael." Valentine nodded solemnly.
"Thank you for your trust, BOSS." Raphael bowed to Valentine. The moment she bent over, Valentin's eyes glanced at the collar of Raphael's clothes very keenly.
Then a ball of holy light almost blinded his titanium alloy dragon eye.
"Although I don't mind it myself, I advise you not to do such indecent things, BOSS." Raphael reached out and rubbed Valentin's eyelids.
Valentine thought it was worth the blindness.
"I am naturally very friendly to the Holy Light, and they are also willing to protect me."
"May the Holy Light bless you, BOSS."
Go to the Holy Light. Valentine cursed in his heart, but on the surface he looked pious.
"Thank you for your blessing, Miss Raphael."
"You don't need to be so formal, BOSS, you can just call me by my name, Raphael." Raphael still had a spring breeze-like smile on his face, and even Valentin, whose eyes were a little blurry, could feel the warmth.
"Unfortunately."
Valentine felt that he had never been as polite as he was today in his two lives from birth to now.
This is probably the power of love.
A barbell-like laughter rushed into his mind.
"System? What are you crazy about?" Valentine felt a headache.
"Love, buddy, love." The system gasped out a few words and continued to laugh.
"What's wrong? Why don't you let me love someone after so many years?" Valentin was very angry.
"I laugh at you for being a fool, just like Xing Yihuang, two brats." The system finally stopped his laughter. "One falls in love with the other after seeing them, and regards desire as love; the other is awkward all day long, holding back his sincerity for fear of being hurt."
"I feel like it would take hundreds of chapters for these two to achieve success."
"What the hell." Valentine frowned and forcibly left the mental space.
The morning passed quickly, and Valentin dropped Vera off at her friend's house. Looking at the familiar highlights on the Ursus man's hair in the distance, Valentine still did not choose to disturb them.
At least, until that day comes, let them have more time to live like ordinary students.
In his previous life, Valentin only wanted to live a peaceful life, but he never thought about it that way in this life.
There were too many people to protect and too many things to change.
He is not a Virgin, not a hero, just an ordinary person who wants to return to his parents.
