The God of War in the Dimensional World

"belch........"

The man fell to the ground, and fine snow flew onto his face, but he remained unmoved. He just burped with a strong smell of red wine.

Not only did he not get up, but he stretched out his body, seemingly ready to lie down. As if sleeping in this cold and freezing environment, the wine bottle in his hand was tilted slightly. High-priced red wine like liquid ruby ​​continued to flow from the mouth of the bottle, dyeing the pure white snow into a mellow red.

It wouldn't be a problem if this was Sven. Anyway, sleeping in Skadi's castle is not much different from sleeping directly in a freezing environment.

But for the ordinary person in front of him, he would be frozen to death in a short time.

This guy was very unconscious. Sven just squatted on the top of the rockery and looked at him without hiding.

"belch......."

Then just when he was about to fall asleep, he let out another rapid burp. It seemed that he was being held back for a while, and he regained consciousness slightly with difficulty breathing.

Looking at the hazy gray sky, the man didn't react much. Instead, he closed his eyes again with some pain. He blocked his eyes with his left hand, and lifted up the half-empty bottle of red wine with his right hand like muscle memory. The bottle is ready to be filled into the mouth.

Sven raised his face and widened his eyes slightly, looking like he was watching a show.

Gudong, Gudong -

Sure enough, as soon as this guy tilted the bottle, the red wine couldn't stop flowing out, not only filling his mouth, but also filling his nose.

"Well!! Gululu——！！"

As expected, the man was choked directly. He struggled to sit up quickly. The red wine dripped down his cheeks and onto his clothes, staining the Apocalis family crest on his chest red.

He coughed hard several times and then put it down. He coughed out the red wine that had entered his nasal cavity and airways, and began to wipe his mouth and nose frantically with the sleeves of his white aristocratic uniform.

"Cough~cough!!"

"Hmm, cough cough——！"

After a brief buffering period, the man finally felt that the alcohol in his nose was more comfortable, and his brain was much clearer thanks to this.

His eyes were slightly dull as he scanned the deserted courtyard, but he was looking at him from above and behind him.

"belch.......Well."

Another wine burp. The man's steps were light and he stood up without any difference between stepping on the white cotton snow and stepping on cotton. He turned around and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the edge of the pool. Sven immediately saw this. He changed his location and hid behind a branch on one side.

As the man sat beside the pool in a daze like a zombie, the smell of alcohol began to spread. Sven above him frowned slightly, feeling that there was no need to care about this drunkard, even He said that there might not even be a need to go to his room to take a look.

".......What on earth am I going to do?"The man said in a low and hoarse voice, which seemed to be filled with reluctance and slight sobbing. His dazzling blond hair seemed to have not been taken care of for many days, his clothes were full of stains, and his whole body looked like a mess. It was very greasy, and from this distance Sven could smell a strange smell mixed with the smell of alcohol wafting up from him! But fortunately, Sven, who had been baptized by the lethal perfume for many days, had become immune to it! No!

Not to mention the adaptability of human beings is really terrifying!

This haggard look is just like a programmer who stayed up all night just to fix bugs for a week, and is just one step away from becoming an immortal!

"Gudong Gudong.....Haha, what on earth should I do to save Kallen?......."

After looking at him for a while, Swain felt that he needed to change places, but he heard the name of the person he was looking for from his mouth.

"Karen?"

So Sven patiently leaned against the branch again, quietly listening to the people below talking to themselves.

"The doctor's medical skills were indeed good, and Kallen's wounds were healed very well, but it would definitely not work in a cold dungeon."

"And although I don’t know what method he used, the Black Death was indeed effectively controlled.........Those guys from the council have all recovered, and the trial day is tomorrow."

"However, none of Kaslana’s family can help now."

"The Valkyrie troops were also dispatched, and no one could come back for a while."

"If this continues, Karen may be sentenced to......."

"........How about going to find Karen tomorrow and ask her to admit her mistake? Hand over the black box and ask your father for mercy when the time comes. At least you can save your life."

"But will she agree?......."

".....no! anyway! I have to give it a try, eh......try.......call......."

He seemed to have regained some of his willpower as he spoke, but the alcohol caused his newly awakened consciousness to completely fall into a deep sleep again.

Seeing that this guy was about to fall backwards into the pool, out of kindness Sven caught him from behind, looked around, and finally dragged him back into the house to save him from freezing to death outside!

Entering the house, the smell coming from inside, besides the smell of alcohol, was more like the smell of machine oil and metal.

Swain put the man on the sofa at the door and let him lie there and sleep.

Approaching the house, Swain saw a scene that was completely inconsistent with this era, or with the image of people outside.

A room filled with various inventions. In the middle is a metal globe with a hollow pattern about two people high. There are wooden airplane models of different shapes hanging from the ceiling. On the surrounding tables It was filled with various experimental facilities, and he even saw a proposed style of separator!

"Good guy, I thought this drunkard was the kind of guy who doesn't want to make progress and just drinks and fights all day long, but I didn't expect him to be a scientist."

Sven stepped forward, looked at the data written on the whiteboard in front of him, and glanced at it. What was written on it was research information on the treatment serum for the Black Death.

"Hmm.......This guy has some skills. The research on the serum has already begun to take shape. It should be completed if it only takes some time."

".......He seems to have made a lot of progress in Honkai energy research.......Haha, he can actually think of using Honkai energy to make weapons and alternative energy sources! Great idea!"

"While others were still thinking about how to deal with Honkai Energy, he had already thought about how to use the opponent's power to defeat the opponent!"

"Treat him with his own medicine!"

Sven turned back to look at the sleeping man on the sofa behind him, and couldn't help but praise:"You are amazing!"

Looking back

"Weapons research has some direction. Energy is still early, but it doesn't matter. He looks quite young. As long as there is time, the research results will not be a problem."

"Just about the serum part......."

"The idea is fine, but the method is a little inappropriate. I remember that the serum combination arrangement developed in modern research should be........"

Swain was writing and drawing on the whiteboard in front of him, but the man had already written almost all of it, so Swain had to pull out the chair on the side, picked up the quill on the table, and started writing the recipe for the serum from scratch.

"With this, coupled with your research on Honkai energy, I believe you will be able to make an effective serum quickly........Okay, then just write your signature........Come on, Mr. Scientist~！"

Swain picked up a wooden airplane model next to the desk and pressed it on the paper, leaving twenty doses of serum. He believed that this should be enough for him to study.

Opening the door, Swain glanced at the man again before leaving, and said funnyly:"Oh, occasionally there are some interesting guys among humans." Several people jumped out of the small courtyard, but now Swain has New doubts.

What was that black box he was talking about before?

It seems that everything Karen is suffering now is caused by her stealing the black box?

Could she actually be a thief?

That's not right. She's still a thief like that?

If someone didn't steal it, she would be lucky!

"Karen is locked in a dungeon......There is also the parliament tomorrow. The Kaslana family seems to be a famous family, but it seems that it is still not as powerful as the archbishop's family."

Sven wrote down these things for the time being, and looked at the information he had found before. There was nothing important. Instead, he found a lot of messy things, such as private information about various high-ranking officials in the church. I basically remember clearly everything from the positions I held in the past to the unknown activities that followed, including how many people I raised outside, how many assets I had, and what I did.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, these are some things that make people speechless........"

Finally, after visiting all the mansions,

Swain looked at the center of the mansion. It was a single gorgeous three-story bungalow, surrounded by large open spaces and many familiar black robes. While people were patrolling around, there were also fixed posts. The nearest trees were almost ten meters away. It was like an isolated island in a sea of ​​buildings.

Swain looked at it for a long time and found no loopholes in the patrol. It was still daytime. , even if you are yourself, you can't just break in like this. After all, it's still daytime, you can't be invisible now, and there is no place to hide here.........

Phew -

However, just as Sven was thinking this, a cold wind blew up on the field, causing a chill. Then Sven looked up and saw that the previously dark sky had become darker and darker, and dark clouds were heading this way. Come closer, little snowflakes begin to fall in the sky

"hehe......What a God-given opportunity, thank you very much~"

(To be continued)

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