Chapter 21: With Parents Sacrificed, Power Is Limitless (Patreon)

[Age 12: You stepped onto the battlefield for the first time, facing a hunting pack smaller than your own.]

[First battle: You claimed 3 heads and received a long wound across your chest that nearly disemboweled you.]

[This wound made you clearly recognize the danger and cruelty of the battlefield. You began to train desperately, constantly pushing your innate talents and potential to their limits, forging them into solid combat strength with blood and sweat.]

[Age 14: No one in the hunting pack was your match anymore.]

[You claimed countless heads and annihilated a vast number of enemies. Due to your formidable power, your pack absorbed many others, gradually growing from a small hunting pack into a medium-sized one.]

[Your military achievements were illustrious, and your prestige within the pack even surpassed that of your father for a time.]

[As the Nest-Father of the 'Azure Moon' hunting pack, your father felt a deep threat from you. He grew exceedingly wary and began to plot your elimination.]

A trace of disdain flashed in Victor's eyes.

The Borisin truly are a pack of uncivilized barbarians, even after entering the space age.

First, he was only concerned with raising him as a tool. Now that he's powerful and uncontrollable, he's started to fear a coup.

A perfect example of being short-sighted and simple-minded.

But that's fine. An enemy with strong limbs and a weak mind is undoubtedly easier to deal with.

[Ever since your father sensed you were a threat, he began frequently sending you to the most dangerous battlefields in an attempt to get you killed.]

[Not only did you deny him his wish, but you also killed even more enemies and earned greater military honors.]

[Age 15: Your prestige within the hunting pack gradually surpassed your father's.]

[You knew the time for revenge was ripe.]

[Age 16: During an important ritual to worship the 'Lord of Longevity' (Aeon of Abundance), you seized the opportunity to challenge your father.]

[According to Borisin tradition, the title of Nest-Father should be held by the strongest and most cunning. Not even a War Chief like Hoolay could refuse a public challenge.]

[This was a duel to the death with no possibility of a draw, and the loser would become food for the victor.]

[Your father had no choice but to accept your challenge.]

[In a single round, you twisted his head off.]

[You devoured his flesh and blood, and you became stronger.]

[You became the new Nest-Father of the hunting pack.]

[Only then did you discover that, to better control you, your father had killed your mother at the instigation of his wife.]

[You lost your only weakness and became even stronger.]

Victor faintly heard a voice from the void, as if saying: Congratulations on unlocking the hidden achievement: 'Parents Sacrificed, Power Unbounded'.

At this moment, options suddenly appeared in the simulation. Victor quickly focused his attention back on it.

[As the victor, you have the right to deal with all of the loser's possessions, including his wife and heirs...]

[1. A family should stay together. Send the whole family on their way.]

[2. They are, after all, my close blood relatives, and punishment should not extend to the family.]

Victor chose '1' with almost no hesitation.

He hadn't forgotten that it was because his so-called father had listened to his wife's pillow talk that his mother was secretly executed when 'he' was a child.

If you can't even have fun in a simulation, what's the point of simulating at all?

Besides, this was the Scoundrel Simulation System, designed to guide him on how to become an excellent villain.

How could an excellent villain fail to pull up the weeds by the roots just because of some misplaced kindness?

Victor was almost certain that even if he chose to spare the family, they wouldn't be the least bit grateful and would definitely try to get revenge in the future.

Why was Victor so sure? Because if it were him, that's exactly what he would do.

[Before long, the heads of the entire family were neatly arranged before you.]

[After becoming the Nest-Father of the pack, you governed with great effort. Unlike other packs that were heavily guarded against the Foxians, you placed great importance on the Foxian artisans within your clan, commissioning them to forge armor and weapons on a large scale.]

[For the most skilled Foxian artisans, you abolished their slave status and made them honorary Borisin.]

[Under your various reforms, the quantity and quality of the pack's equipment began to grow explosively, and the pack's overall strength rose accordingly.]

Victor nodded.

Even the Mongols knew the high value of artisans; after every victory, they would take all the craftsmen.

Back when the Mongols campaigned from south to north, establishing their Eurasian empire, these artisans were instrumental to their success.

It was these artisans who provided the weapon-scarce Mongols with an ample supply of arrows, fully-armored heavy cavalry, and siege engines.

The Borisin's cultural traits are similar to those of nomadic peoples, so he could completely emulate the Mongols of old and learn from their successful experiences.

As for the Borisin's issue of being heavily guarded against the Foxians...

The Borisin and Foxians fought many times in ancient history, creating a deep-seated blood feud. Now, having finally suppressed them, they have relegated all Foxians to the status of slaves.

The Borisin were right to be wary of a Foxian rebellion, but their perspective was too narrow, and their precautions too extreme, which in turn stunted their own development.

Once Hoolay was captured by Jingliu, the Borisin, having lost their War Chief, became like a sheet of loose sand.

Lacking a leader and with poor weapons and equipment, it's no surprise they were routed by Feixiao.

As Victor was thinking, the simulation continued.

[After growing powerful, you began to absorb surrounding hunting packs of similar size.]

[Bolstered by a large quantity of high-quality armor and weapons, your pack was invincible, and its size grew ever larger.]

[Nearby packs sensed the threat you posed. They planned to join forces to besiege you, but their plot was discovered in advance by spies you had dispatched.]

[You acted decisively, leading a small elite force under the cover of night to strike directly at the heart of one of the enemy packs.]

[Your immense power was on full display. When ordinary Borisin enter the 'Moon-Mad' state, their strength increases, but they lose their reason and become beasts driven only by the urge to kill. Your powerful bloodline, however, allows you to gain even greater strength while maintaining your sanity.]

This was extremely important. Humans are stronger than beasts because they possess reason and intelligence, and know how to use tools.

For other Borisin, using 'Moon-Mad' was a double-edged sword, but for him, the effect was '1+1 > 2'!

[You became the sharpest tip of the spear, piercing through their heavy defenses and charging directly into the enemy's main tent.]

[Under the heavy guard of the enemy's personal retinue, you cut down the enemy Nest-Father on the spot.]

[Faced with your god-like, unparalleled performance, the enemy soldiers fell to their knees and surrendered.]

[Six months later, you had conquered all the nearby hunting packs in one fell swoop, integrating them into a new, massive hunting pack.]