Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Everyone on the Kievan Continent panicked momentarily due to the sudden earthquake.

But they weren't aware that the earthquake originated from the clash of Nebula Dominators.

"Do you know what's happening, husband?" Bella asked worriedly, clutching Aengus' clothes. Stay tuned with My Virtual Library Empire

Beside them, Albert also looked terrified by the tremors.

Aengus remained the only calm figure in the chaos. "The protectors seem to be in a small battle. They're fighting off those who wanted to attack us," he said with a faint smile.

Bella and Albert instantly understood and regained their composure.

"Can they win, Your Highness?" Albert asked hesitantly.

"Oh, don't worry, Albert. They've already won."

As if on cue, the Dual Continent became peaceful once again, as though the terrifying earthquakes had never occurred.

However, a glance at the surroundings told a different story. Goods were scattered, and weaker building structures lay flattened in the market. It was clear the earthquakes had been very real.

Fortunately, they hadn't been too intense. Otherwise, the damage could have been catastrophic.

"Let's continue, Albert. We shouldn't worry about them," Aengus said, resuming their tour.

Meanwhile, the five head Law Enforcers quickly arrived at the site of the battle, only to find Protector Hog and Protector Kirin standing calmly amidst the faint remnants of chaos.

"What just happened, Protector Hog, protector Kirin?" the leader of the group, Lars, asked. His tone was neutral, but his eyes scanned the area, searching for evidence of what had occurred.

Hog smiled faintly. "Oh, nothing much, Law Enforcer Lars. We were just taking care of some bugs that were about to disturb His Majesty's peace."

The expressions of the five Enforcers hardened, though they remained unreadable. Within, however, they burned with rage against the protectors.

"Is that so, Protector Hog?" Lars said slowly. "But do take care when using your full strength. For us Nebula Dominators, this continent is far too small to withstand recklessness after all." His words carried a subtle warning, reminding them that they, too, were Nebula Dominators and not to be underestimated.

Hog nodded, his smirk unshaken. "I know it's your duty, Lars. But it's ours to protect the Heir at all costs. He is very important for the future of this Empire." Without waiting for a reply, he turned and began walking away, following Aengus' group.

"Old coohts!" Lars cursed under his breath, his frustration boiling over.

"This is all your fault, Lars," one of the others snapped. "Why did you use those expensive Dark Puppets? They cost thousands of Law Stones each! Lady Morgana is going to kill us for this!"

Lars snorted angrily. "How was I supposed to know the protectors were secretly following him? The loss of the puppets isn't even the main problem. If this continuing protecting him this way, how are we supposed to kill him?" His voice dripped with frustration.

"Sigh, we understand. But We'll have to think of something else…" another Enforcer muttered with a defeated sigh.

After a day of touring, Aengus and Bella had learned everything they needed to understand about the Kievan Empire: its inhabitants, their living conditions, the bordering planets, and the miserable state of affairs in those regions.

By evening, the Kievan Continent was swarmed with tourists across both planes to watch the Competition. To manage the overexcited influx, strict precautionary measures were implemented for granting entry. The fees collected from these visitors were staggering—enough to fund the empire's operations for an entire month with ease.

As the sun set, Aengus and Bella returned to their chambers, still captivated by the sights they had seen. Despite the long day, they weren't tired at all. Instead, they were filled with awe at the diverse lifestyles and unique cultures of the different lifeforms they had encountered while traveling between the two surfaces.

"Wait, someone is inside!"

Aengus's warning startled everyone, even the seasoned Protectors.

Protector Hog and Kirin exchanged glances, their expressions taut with confusion. While their abilities as Nebula Dominators allowed them to sense presences, how had Aengus, supposedly far below their level, detected it first?

"Could he also be a Nebula Dominator? But that's impossible!" they thought, feeling incredulous by the notion.

Before their questions could find answers, the door opened, revealing Emperor Vansing standing in the middle of the guest hall. His gaze was fixed on a grand painting of Emperor Dimitri, his posture stiff, as though lost in thought.

"What are you doing here, Vansing?" Protector Hog growled, his voice suspicious.

Vansing turned slowly, his expression serious and unwelcoming. His brows furrowed when his eyes landed on Aengus, a visible sneer forming on his lips.

"I have something important to discuss, Protectors. I hope your pampered heir won't mind," Vansing said with disdain, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "He's been busy enjoying his life, after all."

Aengus didn't react to the his nonsense.

Instead, he strode forward confidently until he stood directly in front of Vansing, their heights nearly equal. The tension in the room was heated as the two men locked eyes.

Vansing flinched slightly, startled by the abyssal depth of Aengus's black eyes. For a brief moment, it felt like he was being swallowed by a void.

"So, you still don't believe my words spoken by your own daughter? How foolish can you be?"

Vansing's face contorted with anger, his fists clenching tightly.

"What—why should I? You're a greedy, manipulative bastard who'll stop at nothing to seize the throne. Even if it means turning a happy family against one another!" Vansing shot back, his voice rising. "Because of you, I had to suspect my own mother. That, in itself, is a sin!"

Aengus smirked faintly, his composure unshaken. "Questioning the truth is not a sin, Vansing. Blindly clinging to lies, however, is. Have you thought about your father? Did you ever care about him?

"Come, let me show you the truth!"

With that, Aengus's hand shot toward Vansing's forehead.

Vansing assumed this as an attack and tried to block it.

But to his surprise, the hand he was trying to block felt like the hand of a god. It was strong, indestructible, forged by chaos and numerous battles.

Aengus's hand connected directly to his forehead, showing him some images of a man that felt very familiar to him.