67. It’s really too hot in Siberia

The passerby only shot me a glance, because if I were to hold him accountable for this kind of thing, wouldn’t I be no different from the “extras” in the script?

So, I grabbed hold of the sister Reife, who for a moment had forgotten to “maintain her lady-like demeanor” in front of me. After all, we didn’t come to this frigid, snow-laden Siberian region for leisure; clearly, there were more important things to do than waste time on the passerby.

For someone like Reife, a student at the Lubyanka Academy about to begin her “final exams,” there would be a need to form groups, prepare, and discuss the “exam plan,” and although it was called a student exam, in the simple-hearted Russian Empire, this so-called “exam” was hardly different from a real combat situation.

As for me, completely unfamiliar with this vast snowy expansion and the year-round snowfall, what I needed to do next was: wait. By the way, I also wanted to find a way to make Reiti “remember.” After all, in this snowy field, I had done some impressive things for Reiti in the past; hopefully, this little midget would have a more profound impression of this place.

Therefore, I didn’t intend to waste time. After settling in, I quickly approached Reiti, taking advantage of this rare “contactable” relationship we had.

At this moment, Reiti’s… dormitory.

After enduring several disdainful middle fingers from Sister Rasputin, I finally succeeded in meeting Reiti again. Reiti’s “dormitory” was located at the innermost part of this military-like “Siberian camp.” That said, this emperor of the Russian Empire didn’t demand any excessive special treatment compared to others.

Aside from Sister Rasputin drinking outside and keeping watch, the only difference was that the dormitory was slightly larger than those of other students, and that was it.

There was no “comfort and” because when I walked in… Reiti was changing clothes. No, it enjoyment would be more accurate to say she was getting dressed—her white military uniform was tossed aside, and when I saw her, Reiti was preparing to put on a white shirt. Clearly, it was I, a “healthy male,” who barged in, yet Reiti didn’t even bother to glance at me. If I hadn’t spoken up, she probably would have continued on nonchalantly .

Of course, I wanted to look away, but what if doing so made this little midget realize what “shyness” was and then shot me, sending me off to the afterlife!?

Helpless, I had to force myself to keep looking. The only bit of luck was that Reiti’s two ponytails had come loose, and her long golden hair somewhat covered her back, preventing me from seeing her from head to toe, even her little bottom.

After thinking for a while, I finally managed to come up with a question to “ease the atmosphere”: “Empress Reiti, what are you doing?”

“Getting dressed~ It’s a bit cold in Siberia, so I need to wear an extra layer~”

As she said this, Reiti buttoned up her white shirt one by one and then picked up her uniform to put it back on. She said she was “wearing an extra layer,” but she really just “put on one more piece” after all ! And it was just a shirt that seemed to have nothing strange about it!?

Rationality told me not to speculate too much about the cold-resistant attributes of the Russians, and besides, once she was dressed, Letty naturally turned her attention to me. If I didn’t handle this feisty little midget properly, I could end up in serious trouble.

“Do you want this Emperor to turn on the heating for you? Ugh~ You’re a man, yet you dress like a human dumpling. What a useless thing~”

“Please set it to the maximum.”

If I’m useless, then so be it. If I dressed like you Russians, I’d probably turn into an ice sculpture the moment I stepped outside.

In the next moment, Letty, looking quite displeased, activated something akin to heating. To be honest, I still felt cold over here, but Letty was already fanning herself with her hand, appearing somewhat impatient due to the heat.

She waved her hand and glanced at me: “This is part of the power of my Russian Empire~ Not only did I bring you here to wrap you up like a dumpling, but you’ll also join the students for the upcoming final exams at the academy. Perfect~ Organize what you see and hear well, and when you go back, tell that ‘flirty fox’ of the Great Ying Empire about it, so she knows to keep her tail tucked in and not provoke my Russian Empire unnecessarily~ “

【Ivan Letty wants to showcase herself.】

The script appeared, and it seemed this was one of the reasons Letty brought me, this “foreigner,” to Siberia. Moreover…

I guess it confirmed something for me: even if Letty now “has no problems,” that only applies to what I can see. But how she truly feels inside, and the real situation of the Russian Empire, I no longer know and cannot understand .

For instance, just now, Letty said that… probably because she has always regarded the Queen of the Great Ying Empire as an “enemy.”

I really can’t just give up on making Letty “remember.” I wonder if this moment counts as an opportunity?

“Empress Letty, isn’t your attitude towards the Great Ying Empire a bit strange?”

“Mm? What do you mean?”

Letty frowned, “My attitude towards that flirty fox, Louis IV, who only knows how to shake her butt, has been the same from the start, hasn’t it?”

“That’s not what I meant. I mean: when did you start to harbor hostility towards the Great Ying Empire? Don’t you think… it’s quite sudden?”

From my impression, although Letty didn’t like the Queen, she wouldn’t harbor any hostility. However, in this “current” era, Letty’s displeasure towards the Queen has clearly escalated to the point where she feels the need to “flex her muscles.” Coupled with the earlier incident involving Louis XXIII, Letty’s almost “gloating” way of resolving things…

It seems that after “Kefir” no longer exists, the relationship between these two empires has already begun to fracture?

I don’t know if this reminder will make Letty “realize something is off,” but in the next moment, I was very clear… that this reminder indeed wouldn’t work.

“Hah!? Don’t play the riddle master in front of this Emperor!”

Letty shot me a glare, “Men shouldn’t be so fussy and secretive. Do you believe this Emperor will make your life unmanageable!?”

【Ogilvy was killed by Ivan Letty!】

The death script appeared, and at that moment, I dared not think or ask too much. It wasn’t exactly a case of knowing when to stop; staying here would only lead Letty to dig deeper, and then I would provoke this irritable midget .

After hastily finding an excuse, I hurriedly left Letty’s dorm, braving the cold wind.

However… at the same time I left, I also noticed a problem: when the death script appeared just now, Letty… didn’t seem to have the thought of “shooting me dead.”

In other words, the script where I was “killed” by Letty wasn’t something that was about to happen!?

For a moment, I felt a bit frustrated. After all, worrying about Letty’s volatile personality made me act thoughtlessly; the moment the death script appeared, I hurriedly “tactically retreated” to avoid provoking Letty’s displeasure, especially since I was on her turf.

But now it seemed… the “current” Letty didn’t intend to shoot me dead.

Then…

When exactly was that death script that just appeared from?