There were no other people in the library besides Fang Zheng and Mira. To kill Princess Mira, Duke Gilad had bribed many people in the Royal Palace. With Gilad’s capture, these people naturally couldn’t escape and were completely caught in one sweep.
So now, apart from a few loyal members of the Royal Family, everyone else had left the Royal Palace.
"They seem very scared."
"Of course."
Listening to Mira speak, Fang Zheng nodded. Beside him was a laptop, quickly searching for news from the U.S. Department of Defense. At the same time, Fang Zheng was flipping through a record of this country’s myths and legends.
"Let me tell you a story, Miss Mira."
"A story?"
Upon hearing this, Mira suddenly became spirited.
"What story?"
"Well, it’s a story from a game I played in the past. In a certain country, there were two brothers. The elder brother was the King, while the younger brother assisted him. Suddenly, his elder brother turned into a different person, beginning to suppress other territories and becoming tyrannical, causing the entire country to be filled with complaints and the people to live in misery. The younger brother and his girlfriend went to stop him, but the elder brother instead captured the younger brother’s girlfriend, forcing him to choose between his girlfriend and a group of innocent citizens. Only the chosen party could survive, while the other would be executed and killed."
"Hmm......"
At this moment, Mira was also furrowing her brows.
"I’d definitely choose my girlfriend, though others are pitiful too, I still have to choose the one I love. But if given a choice, I’d definitely beat up that King."
"Hehe."
Hearing Mira’s response, Fang Zheng chuckled and then continued.
"After that, the younger brother left the elder brother and traveled to the different regions of the country, gathering those who were dissatisfied with his elder brother’s rule. He also promised those people that if he overthrew his brother’s reign and gained the throne, he would no longer exploit them or force them to join the Army, but instead create a peaceful future."
"And then, and then?"
At this time, Mira was also captivated by the story, attentively listening as Fang Zheng continued.
"Then the younger brother led the Army to overthrow his elder brother’s reign. However, when he once again stood before his elder brother, he found that his brother wasn’t fearful at all but instead showed a relieved expression. His brother then told the younger brother the truth ——— years ago, he had encountered a terrifying Dark Forces outside the Empire. The elder brother suffered heavy losses but managed to escape barely. But that wasn’t the end; the Dark Forces were slowly closing in on their country, and to defend it from destruction, he had done all this."
Speaking this, Fang Zheng turned another page of the book.
"Because he needed a large amount of military funds, he exploited taxes. Because he needed enough Soldiers, he recruited them everywhere. To gather as much money as possible to combat the imminent threat, he allied with unscrupulous merchants to extract every penny. But now that he has failed, the country’s future is left to his younger brother to decide."
"......... Ha?"
Upon hearing this, Mira was stunned.
"Such a plot twist? But why didn’t he tell his citizens this fact? If he had informed the citizens of the impending threat......"
"Then most of them would just run away."
Fang Zheng glanced at Mira.
"Uniting everyone to resist the Dark Demon is something that only happens in fairy tales. In reality, if you tell your citizens all this, they’ll only panic, be fearful, and try every means to flee this troubled place. Just like now in Visbania, if you fully disclose that the U.S. masterminded the murder of the Queen and Prince, it’ll certainly cause panic for a while, people will worry whether you’ll go to war with the U.S., especially since they also have stationed troops in Europe...... at that time, what do you think the domestic situation will become?"
"........."
This time, Mira didn’t answer. She remained silent for a moment, then asked.
"And then?"
"Then the player can choose, if you fulfill your promise to the Rebel Army, it means you don’t have an Army and wealth. In the end, you defeat the Dark Forces, but your country also becomes ravaged, most people die at the hands of the Dark Forces’ minions. But if you walk the same path as your elder brother, you’ll have a powerful Army and strength, defeating the Dark Forces, but you also become a Tyrant ruling the country."
Fang Zheng glanced at the computer screen beside him and then withdrew his gaze. Mira, meanwhile, furrowed her brow, feeling troubled.
"Isn’t there a perfect solution?"
"There is, as long as you have strong enough power to completely eliminate the Dark Forces invading, then the remaining problems become trivial."
Fang Zheng once again picked up the fairy tale book beside him.
"But the problem in Visbania now is that your enemies are not just the U.S., but the entire world. Once the characteristics of Visbania Ore become known worldwide, this place will only become a massive vortex, a battlefield. To avoid such a fate, you must possess strong enough weapons...... oh, found it."
Saying this, Fang Zheng turned to another page of the fairytale book and then held it up.
"This is your Royal Family’s emblem, right?"
"Yes."
Looking at the emblem before her, Mira nodded. It was a blood-red emblem with a ferocious Giant Dragon embedded in the center.
"This emblem was obtained by our ancestor. Legends say our Royal Family of Visbania has the Giant Dragon’s bloodline, with incredible strength, immune to blades and bullets, and was protected by the Giant Dragon, thus able to rule this land. In our language, Visbania actually means ’Land of the Giant Dragon’, but those should just be myths, maybe because our ancestor was extraordinary, so there’s such a record...... right?"
Saying this, Mira seemed to recall Fang Zheng’s identity and sneakily glanced at him.
"That should just be rumors, right? Are our ancestors really the Giant Dragon’s offspring?"
"When false seems true, true becomes false; when true seems false, false becomes true."
Fang Zheng chuckled, then began to hum.
"In the story, things are what they are not; in the story, things are not what they are......"
Humming a song, Fang Zheng tapped a few keys on the computer, then stood up.
"Done, I already have a plan."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Mira’s eyes lit up instantly.
"What are you planning to do?"
"Although it’s a bit unconventional, it’s quite interesting. I plan to do it this way..."
Fang Zheng leaned toward Mira’s ear, whispered for a while, and Mira’s expression changed repeatedly before she looked at him in surprise.
"But wouldn’t doing this be very dangerous for you?"
"It’s not a problem for me."
Fang Zheng shook his head, while looking at Mira with a light smile.
"Besides, those who dare to mess with my woman must pay a price."
"Uh..."
Upon hearing this, Mira blushed, instinctively trying to step back. But Fang Zheng reached out and wrapped his arm around Mira’s slender waist.
"Speaking of which, it’s about time I collected my reward."
"Wait, this is a library!"
Seeing Fang Zheng lean closer, Mira appeared a bit flustered.
"At least wait until we’re back in the room..."
"That’s what makes it exciting, and there’s no one here, right?"
Fang Zheng glanced at the vast library, then turned back, and with his right arm pulled Mira into his embrace.
"Besides, the library prohibits noise."
As those words fell, Fang Zheng lowered his head and sealed Mira’s cherry lips.
"Uh..."
Under Fang Zheng’s sudden attack, Mira’s face, almost identical to Ran Mouri, showed a hint of shyness. Her hands raised, gripping Fang Zheng’s clothes tightly, and her slender body squirmed slightly in his embrace, unsure if she was resisting or yielding.
But Fang Zheng didn’t care about that. His left arm encircled the girl’s waist, while his right hand reached behind Mira, pulling down the zipper from her hair. Soon, the dress that Mira was wearing slipped down, revealing her pale skin and pink underwear.
At this moment, Mira turned her head, gasping for air, and looked anxiously at Fang Zheng.
"It’s a bit cold..."
"Don’t worry, you’ll feel warm soon."
Looking at Mira in front of him, Fang Zheng also felt a thrill. It wasn’t just because he’d been holding back for long, but because Mira and Ran looked almost identical, making Fang Zheng even have the illusion that he was giving Conan a green hat.
But at this moment, Mira suddenly reached out and grabbed Fang Zheng’s ear.
"You’re not thinking about that girl named Ran, are you?"
"You’re really sharp."
"That’s a woman’s sixth sense. You’re not treating me as her substitute, are you?"
"Hahaha, absolutely not."
Fang Zheng shook his head, and he said this from his heart. Although Ran is indeed a very obedient girl, perhaps because there are too many obedient girls around Fang Zheng, he doesn’t really have a taste for Ran’s type. Strictly speaking, Fang Zheng prefers those who are a bit mischievous — like Little Hei, who is closest to Fang Zheng in the Heavenly Dao Palace.
"Although Ran is indeed a good girl, her personality doesn’t quite suit my taste. I still prefer ones like you."
"Really?"
Facing Fang Zheng’s answer, Mira frowned.
"My personality can’t be considered good. My mother used to say I was very wild and wouldn’t be able to get married in the future. Generally, don’t men in the world prefer obedient girls?"
"There are exceptions, and do you want to see your current expression?"
As he spoke, Fang Zheng grabbed Mira’s shoulders, turning her to face the smooth wall behind that could reflect as a mirror. Seeing the slightly blurred reflection on the wall, Mira’s face turned red.
"Wait, wait..."
"Soon you’ll discover the cute side of being a girl."
"Uh..."
Before long, on the shiny floor, a slender figure lay on her back on the desk, gradually being engulfed by another shadow. With a "creak," the desk rubbed violently against the floor, emitting a piercing echo that swallowed the low groans.
Through the reflection on the wall, only a pair of pale legs could be seen wrapped tightly around the dark shadow’s waist, and slender arms encircled the neck, embracing the shadow in front, as though completely swallowed by it, letting out low murmurs of joy mixed with pain.
And the air in the library gradually became heated.

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