Simultaneously transmigrating, I, with my extraordinary talent, relied entirely on myself.

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"Love song, love song..."

After several calls went unanswered, Yalin pressed two fingers together and tapped the girl's head with a little force.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Sajō Aika rubbed her head, snapping back to reality, and looked at Yalin with displeasure.

Even though she deeply loved Yalin, she would occasionally feel that this man was really awful.

They showed no respect even to an incredibly beautiful girl like her.

Wait, could it be that Yalin actually enjoys the pleasure of bullying others?

This explains everything.

How could a normal person bear to lay a hand on her?

Sajou Aika suddenly realized what was going on, and then looked at Arin with gentle and compassionate eyes.

“It’s okay. If it’s what Lin Jun wants, I can accept even domestic violence.”

"How did the topic turn to this? Aigo, what are you thinking?"

Yalin was immediately shocked, wondering what had gotten into Sajou Aika.

"There's no need to endure it. I can tolerate all of Lin Jun's shortcomings."

Ignoring the criticism, Sajou Aika reached out and hugged Yalin, her face radiating maternal warmth.

"Stop it, you're really not suited to playing gentle elder roles."

......

Sajō Ayaka's berserk state did not last long before it was suppressed.

Yalin looked at the girl who was bound to the chair, blinking her eyes incessantly with an expectant expression, and couldn't help but sigh.

He has worked very hard to steer Ai Ge toward a more normal way of life, and the results have been quite remarkable.

Most of the time, Ai Ge is basically harmless.

But occasionally he would fall into the fantasies of a young girl, and there was nothing he could do about it.

However, considering that Aika is still fond of prince and princess stories at this age, everything makes sense again.

The responsibilities of a guardian are arduous and far-reaching.

Q+*-N霓鸸澪逝镹奇四.....

Over the next few months, Yalin's daily routine consisted of several phases, including learning magic, training his physique, practicing martial arts, and absorbing negative emotions to transform them into magical power.

During this time, the owner of Linglongguan brought Misaya to the bookstore to express their gratitude.

Yalin can discern a person's attitude through their emotions.

This was not a hypocritical test, nor was it a conspiracy, so I accepted it readily.

The two did not discuss matters related to magic, but chatted like ordinary people, and had a very pleasant conversation.

Finally, as a thank-you gift, the head of the household also presented him with a magic costume that worked quite well.

Watching the other person's departing figure, Yalin seemed lost in thought.

Misaya's father and Hiroki Sajo both valued their relatives highly, which explains their good relationship.

The magicians in Tokyo don't seem so inhumane.

Of course, when the Holy Grail War comes, these magicians will certainly not hold back.

For a traditional magician, everything can be sacrificed in order to realize the great wish of entering the Root.

Since then, the head of the Linglong Pavilion has not appeared again, clearly preparing for the Holy Grail War.

Misa, on the other hand, went to the library more often at night, occasionally stopping there to read extracurricular books.

Yalin was delighted with this, because every time Misaya came over, he would give her little head a good pat.

He successfully reduced Misaya's favorability to zero. Every time they met, Misaya would glare at him angrily and be very rude, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

If he had to maintain a ladylike demeanor, Yalin had no doubt that the other party would hurl insults at him without uttering a single swear word.

Despite my dislike for it, I still go to the bookstore every now and then.

Yalin's assessment of this was: "An awkward little guy."

Volume One: Chapter Fourteen: The Country of Forests and the Country of Ancestors

While Type-Moon's Arin was enhancing its strength for the Holy Grail War, the Arins of other worlds were also making their own progress.

The Warring States period, the land of forests.

Unlike Type-Moon Ayrin, who lives in modern times, Sengoku Ayrin lived for twelve years in the Sengoku period. As the only son of a daimyo, he was excessively spoiled from a young age.

In this situation, although he didn't become a spoiled brat who bullied men and women, he also didn't show any outstanding talent.

To be honest, calling him a glutton before he awakened his memories might be a bit of an exaggeration, but calling him a good-for-nothing would be quite apt.

Therefore, the entire Kingdom of Forest was filled with fear and unease at the sudden death of the daimyo.

With such a new daimyo, how could the country not perish?

Even shortly after he took office, a bunch of traitors emerged.

"I've taken the script from King Zhuang of Chu."

Yalin muttered a complaint and looked up at the seven warriors in front of him.

After eliminating the envoy from that country and the traitor, the already small number of samurai was reduced to almost nothing.

He doesn't have many people he can use right now.

The good news is that the loyalty of these seven individuals is beyond question.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, his act of killing the envoy of that country in a fit of anger was a grave mistake, and he was already on the verge of death.

In just a few days, many samurai fled with their families to avoid disaster.

In this situation, the fact that these seven people were willing to die with him is truly moving.

"Lord Yalin, that country will certainly not let this go. What should we do next?"

The middle-aged man at the head of the group, Murakami Takashi, looked at Yalin with a worried expression and asked.

If it weren't for the previous daimyo saving his life, he would have run away and become a wandering samurai long ago in the face of such an overwhelmingly unfavorable situation.

“Naturally, we’ll cripple them,” Yalin said calmly.

With his various talents combined, simply having a large number of people doesn't have much effect on him.

As for the defection of samurai and ministers during this period, he deliberately condoned it.

"Lord Yalin, we are outmatched by that country in military terms, so this battle will likely be difficult."

Murakami carefully chose his words, afraid of offending the young man before him.

"How about we leave temporarily and go to the Ancestral Kingdom to discuss a joint defense against the enemy?"

"Long, if you're really afraid, then leave for now. I won't blame you."

Yalin stared at the middle-aged man for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"Lord Yalin, you are looking down on me! After your father saved me, my life was yours." Murakami Takashi was furious upon hearing this.

If he were afraid of death, he would have left long ago. This suggestion was entirely for Yalin's sake.

If something happens to Yalin, how will I face the eldest brother after I die?

“Since that’s the case, there’s no need to mention it again.” A smile appeared on Yalin Gujing Wuliu Yi Yin Ershi 罒baQ*-N Bo’s face, and he placed his right hand on the conference table with a slight pressure.

Starting from the palm of the hand, the entire table was shattered into pieces.

Then, amidst the horrified gazes of the seven, he proclaimed loudly, "In my dream, I received divine assistance and have transcended the mortal realm. In this battle, we will surely prevail."

You might consider things from a longer-term perspective, such as how the Forest Kingdom can take over the other kingdom as quickly as possible.

After saying that, he ignored them and strolled away from the main hall, heading towards the blacksmith's shop.

The newly appointed daimyo, Yalin, is currently very busy, very busy.

Besides constantly using double speed to accelerate their own development, they also constantly digest and understand the knowledge in those books, extracting the parts that are most applicable to the current era.

As for the invasion from that country, he didn't take it seriously; it was merely a necessary step in territorial expansion.

Currently, Yalin is focusing on the research and improvement of agricultural tools in the Forest Kingdom, as well as the production of irrigation tools such as waterwheels.

In addition, he plans to simplify the agricultural knowledge he has and make it more widely available.

Spring planting season is fast approaching, and this is crucial.

The farming methods of this Warring States period were extremely primitive, both in terms of efficiency and land utilization. The annual harvests of the Forest Kingdom were barely enough to feed its inhabitants.

Even so, compared to the surrounding countries, the living conditions of ordinary people were already quite good. Therefore, while most of the samurai deserted, they remained.

Besides the fact that they couldn't escape very far, they were also reluctant to leave the fertile land.

Now that he has become the daimyo of the Forest Kingdom, Yalin will naturally protect his subjects and help them live a better life.

So, in the next two weeks, the people of Linzhi Kingdom were surprised to find...

After becoming a daimyo, Lord Yarin did not sit high in the main hall issuing orders. Instead, he often left the capital to work alongside the common people in the fields, and occasionally even provided guidance on farming methods.

The most outrageous thing is that, as a daimyo who had been pampered since childhood, his understanding of how to cultivate and manage farmland was incredibly profound, greatly improving the efficiency of farming.

After new farm implements, as well as irrigation tools such as waterwheels, were manufactured.

Most of the common people in the Lin Kingdom have already won him over.

However, I still have some doubts about why Lord Yalin has suddenly become so knowledgeable and talented, completely overturning my previous impression of him.

It wasn't until Yarin's earlier words to the seven warriors were circulated that everyone suddenly understood.

People looked at him with much more respect, regarding him as the human incarnation of a god.

The originally turbulent Forest Kingdom has thus become stable.

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