A Certain Commander of the Immortal Witches

Damn it, Baron Leopard Cat! I haven't seen such a masculine man in ages. I'm telling you, a man like this deserves a harem. Other men having harems is just wasting the girls' time, but Baron Leopard Cat having one is like doing charity. I'm speechless. I'd even be willing to be gender-swapped by Lord Leopard Cat!

A Norseman, drunk, was walking down the street when he saw a powerful ghost. "Oh, poor dead man, what era are you from?" The drunkard asked. "I'm from the Gaia Federation," the ghost replied. "Hiccup... Hmm, Gaia," the drunkard muttered. Soon after, the drunkard saw another ghost, but this one was not as robust. "Oh, poor dead man, what era are you from?" The drunkard asked. "I am a person from the Imperial Age, alas, the Federation has perished," the ghost sighed. "Hiccup... Uh, annihilation," the drunkard muttered. Finally, the drunkard saw a gaunt ghost and spoke first. "You must be from the era of the previous emperor!" As a result, the drunkard was slapped. "Screw you, I'm Marshal Wolf!"

This was inspired by seeing the research institute interrogate the head of research and then release his lover. Rosa Luxemburg argued that bourgeois women were more reactionary because they did less work and relied entirely on exploitation for profit. From this perspective, being a lover of an aggressor seems more sinful than working for a puppet government—the latter could at least be said to be working for the local people. Returning to the researcher herself, studying fog bombs and studying nuclear weapons seems to make little difference, and there seems to be no reason to blame the blacksmiths who forged weapons for slave owners. The beauty of fairy tales lies in their simplicity; good and evil are already predetermined. The ugliness of reality lies in its complexity. Take the situation in the book, for example. A military policeman like the Hound, with his background, is likely oppressed by various forces while simultaneously extorting money from ordinary citizens, and maintaining the community like a mafia member. It's impossible to judge such a person's good or bad in isolation from their environment. But thinking further, in the real world, everyone is a mix of good and bad; the difference lies in the degree. The Owl's character also aligns with a classic philosophical debate: is "innocent" evil truly evil? Looking back, it seems like such a hassle. Maybe it's better to just pretend to be mentally ill.

Endless Shennong, come out! (Swearing)

In which chapter does the person who suffered a setback in Chapter 37 retaliate in turn?

Let's switch to a different platform... Hedgehog Cat was already on the roadside, and this platform is messing around with it; it might really die out in a couple of days.

Group chat for Saint Sun King Sanatorium #(Cute): 862539043

It's so eccentric, with constantly shifting perspectives and transitions. Is the author trying to show off their skills? It's giving me a headache.

It's a pretty interesting book. I'll subscribe to support it, but why can't I cast my monthly pass? Nothing I click on does anything.

I just finished reading the subway episode, and it gave me a feeling of going back to when I was reading Big Eyes' novels. Although it wasn't as lighthearted as Big Eyes's, since those were more like fairy tales. But I haven't felt this way in a long time. But the pacing is indeed slow (I'll rewatch Dawn of the Blade before coming back).