In Type-Moon: Creating a Magecraft Family Lineage

The world in the assassins' eyes changed abruptly. The verdant courtyard, budding with spring, instantly transformed into a desolate, silver-white expanse. The grass and trees were gone, the courtyard was gone, and even the clear, vast sky had vanished, replaced by an endless snowfield. Looking out, heaven and earth were covered by falling snowflakes, with no end in sight!

Having lost their target, they all stopped in their tracks; they had no choice but to stop! But in the eyes of Lu Kang and Anastasia, the world was still the world, only now, in the girl's vision, there was a small, exquisite, doll-like spirit.

"Viy, Viy!" The scarecrow-like figure floated in the air, swaying from side to side and making a crisp sound, seeming very happy.

Anna's eyes widened. She looked at His Eminence before her, then at the little spirit. She saw it, and she remembered. "You... you knew all along?" Anna asked, confused. Was he asking if she knew about the spirit she had met when she was little?

"I knew, and yet I didn't," Lu Kang replied, his expression serious. His answer was equally serious. Although it sounded contradictory to her, he did indeed know that the princess would form a symbiotic contract with the spirits of the Tsarist land, becoming a spirit master who wielded their power. It was just that in his memory, Anna had only established a stable connection with the spirits right before her death. By then, the die was cast, and even the legendary spirits could do nothing. And now it seemed that Anna had actually met the spirit long ago, but had forgotten.

Anastasia muttered, "What kind of answer is that..." But it was clear she was very happy. The beautiful young girl's silver hair swayed. She lifted her face, fully revealing her light blue-green eyes from under her bangs. As her red lips parted, she looked directly at him.

That little spirit still floated in the air, chirping away. Anna could feel the contractual link that had long existed between them, established many years ago. She could also vaguely feel the power it radiated. The assassins who had suddenly burst out were now standing motionless in the courtyard, trapped in the illusion of wind and snow woven by the spirit. I... have always been extraordinary. The girl realized this.

But what truly made her happy was not this. What truly made her happy...

"Your Eminence, with this, can I keep up with you now?" the girl asked softly.

Lu Kang nodded. He thought to himself, this is a legendary spirit master, a one-of-a-kind existence in this era. One had to know, natural spirits existed in the Age of Gods. They were ancient beings that were basically untraceable in this era. They shared the same origin as the gods of nature, symbolizing the most ancient of mysteries. They were one side of nature, one body with the planet. And precisely because of this, spirit masters who wielded the power of spirits had always been rare and powerful.

It wasn't a question of whether she could keep up with him, but whether he could stand shoulder to shoulder with her. Of course, the current Anna had only just remembered her bond with the spirit. Without having experienced too many hardships, she still lacked the state of mind to fully unleash this power. But regardless, at this moment, having received Lu Kang's affirmative answer, Anastasia became even happier.

The girl's red lips curled up in a bright arc. She looked up at the man before her, at his handsome face, more mature than when they had first met. Her heart suddenly began to pound. At this moment, the inexplicable fulfillment from controlling the spirit made her suddenly confident. In that instant, she thought of many things. She thought of the embarrassment of their first meeting, of their conversation at the banquet, of the time they had spent together since. After so many years, she was finally sure of her own heart.

His Eminence is very handsome. His Eminence is very knowledgeable. His Eminence is very wise. Ordinary yet great, kind yet witty and humorous. Anastasia's eyes were bright, her red lips glistening in the backlit shadow. Lu Kang tilted his head with a squint, about to ask, "What are you thinking? Your expression is so strange..." but he stopped short.

Because Anastasia had suddenly stood on her tiptoes and sealed his words with her red lips. Her silver hair swayed, her white dress swirled and fell. Just like that prank from before, Anna reached out her arms and wrapped them around the man's neck. She pressed her lips to his, pushed her chest out, and curled her full figure into his embrace!

A momentary touch, a brief separation.

"Your Eminence must take responsibility," the princess said without letting go, her face flushed as she spoke softly, her face extremely close to his.

"Shouldn't you be the one taking responsibility for me?" Having come back to his senses, Lu Kang naturally wouldn't act timid. He didn't retreat but advanced, wrapping his arms around Anna's slender waist. He lowered his head, his face close to the girl's delicate, soft ear, hidden by her silver hair.

The warmth from his palm on her waist made the princess's body go slightly numb. His five fingers, which were gently wrapped around the full curve hidden under her skirt, made her mind wander. But at this moment, Anastasia was not nervous at all. She just said, "Okay."

Okay? Okay to what? Seeing Anastasia, contrary to her usual self, show no shyness and instead respond with such composure, Lu Kang was momentarily taken aback. Then he saw the girl turn her face to look at him directly.

She said, "I will take responsibility for Your Eminence. My power... from today onwards, is also yours."

The spirit swayed in the air. Lu Kang, however, instantly sensed a connection being established with it—a contractual channel formed through the girl before him. Anna had signed a contract with the spirit, becoming a spirit master. And he had signed a contract with Anna, sharing in this spirit's power. The moment she became a spirit master, Anastasia also seemed to instinctively grasp many mysteries.

"This was your purpose here, wasn't it?" Anna said softly. "Your Eminence, who never does anything without a reason?"

Yes. Lu Kang had waited here precisely to awaken Anastasia's power as a spirit master, and to use her power to achieve certain goals, to solve certain problems. The moment she remembered the past and awakened the spirit, Anna had already realized this. She knew nothing of politics, but she had always been very clever. But she felt no annoyance at this. Because... she was willing to help His Eminence. To stand by his side, to be his support.

At this moment, Anastasia's face was serious and clean. At this moment, she also made Lu Kang's heart stir in a way it never had before. So beautiful, he thought.

"Then be my 'eyes', Anna," he said.

"Mhm," Anastasia nodded obediently. "I am willing to be your eyes—my Eminence."

The sunlight in her vision was bright. The illusion of wind and snow outside her vision unfolded at the same time. Pairs of bright eyes shone—unbeknownst to many, unnoticed by many, like wind and snow spreading out, gradually enveloping the whole of Moscow...

The assassins who had been stopped here fell to the ground with a thud. Under the bright daylight, their bodies were covered in a layer of snow-like white frost. The power of the spirit was the power of wind and snow. It was also the power of 'eyes'. Eyes hidden in the formless illusion of wind and snow.

Lu Kang would use this power to eliminate his final obstacle—that group of old ministers and nobles who had always been his enemies! He would use these eyes to find them. And then, kill them!

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The 'Night of Blood' that occurred in the late Tsarist empire, during the reign of Nicholas II, was an unprecedented massacre targeting the old nobility in the entire history of the country. Overnight, all those who had opposed Lu Kang Luvest died. According to the accounts of those involved at the time, those people, in the spring month of May, died with their bodies ice-cold, as if they had died in the cold winds of winter, buried by ice and snow. Such a bizarre event puzzled countless people. Some speculated it was a strange plague; after all, the old nobles gathered frequently, and it was normal for diseases to spread among them. Others said it was Lu Kang using evil witchcraft. But regardless, after the Night of Blood, no other force in the Tsarist empire could contend with him. He became the de facto dictator. The most ferocious and evil man in the empire. Even the emperor was beneath him.

—From "The Fall of the Russian Empire, 1855-1917"

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