After falling asleep, Valerius woke up to find himself transmigrated into the world of [The Great Conquerer], a novel he had been avidly following. He woke up in the body of a character whose life was endangered. There are assassins around the corner and extraterrestrial threats beyond that. Will he be able to outlive all that and realize his dream? Read on to find out!
Arale, ever the strategist, looked toward her brother with a hardened gaze.
"I think so. We'll have to change our approach," she uttered. "This isn't going to be as straightforward as we thought."
Art nodded, his eyes narrowing as he prepared mentally for the next phase of their battle.
"Let's get serious, sister. No more holding back," he declared, the resolve in his voice indicating a shift towards more drastic measures.
Meanwhile, Valerius, now confident in the resilience of his defense, addressed the twins with a taunt laced with condescension.
"If you continue to use the same strategy, it's impossible to break my shield. I can restore it as many times as needed. If you have no better strategies, then you should just give up," he proclaimed, his voice echoing across the arena with undeniable authority.