I'm in Terra, governing a weird little country.

Their purpose for doing this is unknown, but according to people from Black Steel, the Wuxia Alliance is inextricably linked to Casimir's now prosperous business federation.

This is trickier.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of being missed.Xintrea was already on their list. Although Ernst and others unexpectedly prevented the first assassination of her, who knows when there will be a second one?

Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow night, as long as Ernst relaxes his vigilance, the crossbow arrows of the Unarmed Alliance will be shot from a window of the high-rise building opposite the Black Steel Branch, penetrating the neon-colored glass and Hinterlea heart.

You must know that Xintrea is currently seriously injured, and her near-death injuries cannot be cured in a day or two, even with the help of miraculous medical Origin Stone skills.Facing the second assassination, she had no ability to resist.

It was not that Ernst had not considered taking Hintera away from Casimir directly, but if he thought about it carefully, he knew that this was not a good idea.

After all, Casimir is Hinteraia's hometown, and the girl has many constant ties here, including family and friends. Ernst can't let Hinteraia cut off all family ties just because he recruits someone, right?

People who try to defraud the park will ask you to report home safely every once in a while!

Moreover, once Xintrea leaves, her family may not become the targets of revenge from the Wushu Alliance, who will become angry after the mission failed.

All in all, there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days, or even make your life a mess just to guard against thieves?

"So, before I take you away, I must first resolve the wanted order against you by the Wuzhou Alliance."

Ernst said seriously.

"The Wushu League is an underground violent organization like an urban legend. Because such an organization is difficult to be held accountable, it can ignore the deterrence of foreign official forces like Kjerag or Black Steel to a certain extent. But we may not necessarily There is absolutely nothing we can do against them.”

It is true that strong dragons cannot overwhelm local snakes, not to mention that the dragon Kjerag is somewhat strong on the outside but dry on the inside.But to put it another way, the dragon is still a dragon no matter what. He should not lower himself from the beginning and fight with the poisonous snakes in the gutter.

The best way to fight an idiot is not to wait for him to bring you to the same IQ level, and then wait for him to defeat you with his rich experience as an idiot.Instead, simply ask his parents to give him a slap in the face.

"Since the Wuzhou Alliance and the Commercial Federation are inextricably linked, we can start with the Commercial Federation."

Xintrea nodded, but then frowned:

"Are you going to deal with people from the Federation of Commerce? I know some news about this. I heard that they are holding an investment meeting recently. As long as you successfully enter, you can meet with the senior officials of the Federation of Commerce."

Ernst's expression froze slightly, and he asked calmly: "Investment meeting? Ask politely about the price. I mean the threshold."

"Hmm... It seems to be about 1000 million, right?" Xintrea thought for a moment and replied.

1000 million, one-sixtieth of the Kjerag government's activity funds!Enough for Ernst to buy 1 Colombian high-power multifunctional Originium stoves!

Ernst resisted the urge to gasp and waved his hand:

"Ahem, Cinderella, you think too simply. Since the Business Federation is the financial backer behind the Wuxi Alliance, he and the Wuxi Alliance are on the same front. If you want to impress them, then pass If they reach a settlement with the Wuxi Alliance, not only will the cost be a bottomless pit, but the possibility of success is also slim."

It has nothing to do with my lack of money. The main thing is to correct Xintera's illusions about capitalists.

If you give them money, they will not feel good about you, they will only want to get more money from you, because pursuing profits is the nature of all capitalists. How could Ernst do such a thing of putting out fires with salary?

To deal with them, hanging street lights is the best way!But if street lights cannot be hung, deterrence is much better than appeasement.

"I noticed that Cavaleliaki's situation was very twisted."

In a normal capitalist country and a social environment where consumerism is prevalent, people will gradually be alienated into sophisticated extreme egoists. Traditional moral concepts will be greatly impacted and turbulent, and will be further deconstructed and even destroyed in the development of society. Complete collapse.

But Casimir presented a very strange phenomenon.

People still worship knights and worship the moral principles of "sacrifice for others", "drawing swords for the weak", "fairness trumps interests" and "responsibility trumps losses" that modern people should call weird.

As a result, even though the people of Kavaleliaki have entered the stage of living in a state of intoxication and entertainment until death, social power is still not manipulated and monopolized by the "big capital oligarchs" in a real sense.

To a certain extent, the reason why capitalists strongly promote the concept of knightly competition and promote the trend of knightly competition is not only because knighthood is one of Casimir’s characteristics, but also because they want to use it and can only use it as a basis. The basic point is to use the "knights" defined by capital to shake and corrupt the foundation of another group of knights who represent the tradition.In order to achieve the purpose of "seizing power".

And this force that represents the traditional knights is probably the only force that can deter these capitals and the "unprotected alliance" they have at the moment.

"You're talking about the Jianzhenghui, right?"

Xintrea replied thoughtfully.

There is no doubt that she is also an unknowing but participating member of this invisible trend of change, and she is also the most aware of what external forces are fighting against herself, who was a competitive knight at that time.

Refusing to issue honorary certificates to some bad knights, regularly reviewing and investigating the qualifications of certain knights, vetoing the holding of certain highly topical competitive games, and blocking the development land application for a new arena submitted by the Chamber of Commerce to the National Assembly. Passed.

These seemed to be very commonplace in the past, and she had once complained about "old antiques are so stubborn". Now, after Ernst's reminder, they immediately flashed through Xintrea's mind.

She confirmed: "If there is any organization that dares to go against the Commercial Federation and the Wuxia Alliance in Casimir, then it is only the Jianzhenghui! Because they are all veteran knights and nobles like Linguang. Because the violent organization they control is the army and the knights of war!"

Ernst nodded happily, showing a teachable expression.

If he didn't mention the Supervisory Committee, it would be fine. But now that he mentioned it, a figure suddenly flashed in Ernst's mind.

As we all know, Ernst's recognition of Ark's characters is basically based on memes, and there is one character who can be said to be one of the most hilarious characters since the server was launched.

The Winged Dragon of the New Three Fantasy Gods, the humble social animal, my uncle ranger, the newspaper-reading zombie, and the Mabel Man!

"Lao Ma, Lao Ma!"

"It's up to you!"

Chapter 32 What you love is your life

"Mr. Maenna, I have your letter."

The messenger rang the doorbell of the courtyard and said into the pager,

A slightly tired male voice came from among them:

"So early? Letter? Wait a moment."

A moment later, a blond man in a wrinkled leather trench coat opened the door, came to the courtyard door, and took the letter:

"Thank you."

As he spoke, he wanted to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the messenger:

"You're welcome. Well, Mr. Maenna, postage will be paid."

Ma Enna was stunned, glanced at the envelope in his hand, and then at the postman.

If he remembered correctly, the postage for such a letter should be less than a few dozen yuan, even if it was a cross-border mail, right?

Who would send a letter to themselves and still choose to pay on delivery?

The confused Maena frowned, and after confirming that there was no advertising content on the envelope, he took out his wallet and paid for the postman.Three Casimir rupees, price for intra-city delivery.

Taking the mail, he returned home, sat on the sofa, glanced at the clock on the wall, and saw that it was already eight o'clock. He put the letter on the table, turned around, and went upstairs to Maria's bedroom door.

"It's time to get up, Maria. After breakfast, get ready for school."

There was a long-lasting muttering and pleading in the room, but Maena turned a blind eye. After a long time, Maria's language system finally successfully restarted at a speed that surpassed 1% of the children in the country, and replied:

"Okay, uncle, I'm getting up."

Maena then walked downstairs, heated up the red sausage and bacon, put them on the dinner plate along with the bread baked in the kitchen and the warm tumor milk, and brought it to the dining table, having already changed into a student uniform. Maria, who was in uniform, was already sitting at the dining table and said good morning to Maena: "Good morning, uncle."

"Yes." Maena nodded and returned to the sofa. Just as he was about to pick up the newspaper, he remembered the letter on the coffee table.

At three rupees it's not expensive, but it's impressive enough on an uneventful morning.

"There is no letter or address, just my name. Is it an old acquaintance?"

A series of old friends flashed through his mind unknowingly. For a moment, Ma Enna couldn't think of anyone who would do such a dishonest thing. He simply took off the key chain and used the folded key chain with a period flavor. The scissors opened the envelope.

There was nothing extra in the envelope, just a thin piece of letter paper and a brief message.

[Maena·Linguang personally opens the book. 】

[I learned that you have been following the traces of your eldest brother Snitz Linguang and his wife Yolanta Linguang. I have clues about them, and I am honored to share them with you.If you are interested, you can come and meet me at McAsvey Cafe, No. 10 Oak Street, in the afternoon after you receive the letter.The code is 'What you love is your life; when do lemons sour'. 】

[Your loyal fan - Kjerag top laner]

After scanning the content of the letter, Ma Enna's first reaction was: "What the hell is this?"

There is no doubt that this is indeed his first reaction. Anyone who receives such a letter of unknown meaning early in the morning will also feel a little confused.Especially the strange code at the end of the letter.

Their secret codes are all like "cobra, oyster shell", "the king covers the earth tiger, chicken stewed with mushrooms", "find 0, I am 1" and so on.

What is your secret code?

And the signature is also very strange.Kjerag top order?Isn't Kjerag a small, backward country adjacent to Casimir?What is a top order?

But after being confused, he still extracted some useful information from the letter, for example, about how they actually knew his secret.

Maenna has never given up on searching for the whereabouts of his eldest brother Snitzi Linguang who disappeared in a secret operation. This is not only because he is the father of Margaret and Maria, but also because he does not believe that this is the case. Two of Casimir's new generation of military stars will disappear out of thin air, without any news!

But this has always been his secret, almost unknown to outsiders.In the eyes of outsiders, Maena Linguang has accepted the reality and has become a humble social creature who is single and unmarried with two children. She is scolded by bosses and customers every day until she can't stand upright.Even if there are still a few people who are wary or hopeful about him, they will not know his true thoughts.

But the [Kjerag top laner] who wrote this letter knew it, and even made a firm request to meet him.

What does he, or they, want to do?

Maena refolded the letter and put it back into the envelope as she pondered. After thinking for a moment, she raised her head and looked at Maria, who was slowly drinking tumor milk, and said:

"Maria, I have something to do this afternoon and may not be able to pick you up. You can go home by yourself after class."

"Are you going to work overtime again?" Maria raised her head and asked with her mouth pouted.

Ma Enna hesitated for a moment and nodded: "It has something to do with what I have been doing."

Maria was too sensible to ask any further questions: "Okay, can you bring me an HFC set meal when you come back?"

Maena frowned. She wanted to say that girls should eat less high-calorie foods, but after thinking about it, she agreed: "Okay."

Maria immediately drank the tumor milk that usually took a long time to stain with a smile, and picked up her schoolbag with joy.

"You'll still send it to me in the morning, right?"

"Yes." Ma Enna nodded and put the envelope into his purse.

Just ask for leave this afternoon. I don’t have much accumulated leave. I hope the person who wrote the letter will not disappoint me.

...........

Afternoon, No. 10 Oak Street, McAsvey Cafe.

Xintrea, who still had a bandage on her thigh, was sitting alone at a table facing the street in the cafe, looking through the glass wall at the bustling street outside.

Her outfit looks a bit eye-catching in the cafe. Even the passers-by outside the cafe, after noticing Xintlaya, will unconsciously cast their eyes on this beautiful girl who looks a little sickly. Curious eyes.

But fortunately, Casimir is not a conservative Kjerag. Today's social atmosphere is extremely open. Although such a dress is novel, it is not too abstract and unique. Although it can attract attention, it is not As for being overly concerned.

Of course, Xintrea herself had no interest in looking back at the passers-by. She was holding a warm coffee cup in her hand and was communicating in a low voice with Ernst on the other side of the headset.

"Mr. Ernst, will Maena really come? He is a big shot in the Linguang family."

She asked somewhat unconfidently.If Prime Minister Kjerag is still a foreign leader, and it feels somewhat unreal to her, then the Linguang family is truly a noble family worthy of the name Casimir!