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

The Victoria Empire is the country with the strongest paper strength on Terra now, and the Grand Dukes in it are all strong. When the king was hanged, there was quite a feeling that "the emperor will be the one with the strongest troops."

To be able to get such a duke to attend a ribbon-cutting ceremony for a train to open to traffic, even if it was just a representative, was already an incredible achievement.

You know, in another world, Duke Godotin gave up all the invitations from Lateran Pope Evangelista XI to convene a meeting of nations!

Boss Yin has such a network foundation. At least, if nothing unexpected happens, Ernst should not have to consider the possibility of contact with Victoria.

Ernst sighed, not knowing whether the information was important or not. This could be regarded as a small compensation for this provocation.

He looked at Wei Na and cheered:

"Come on, Vina, this is the first time for both you and me to receive a formal diplomatic envoy."

Vina seemed to be lost in thought. She suddenly came back to her senses when she heard Ernst's voice, and replied with some hesitation:

"Ah good."

Just after she finished speaking, she pursed her lips and said again,

"Well, Your Excellency Prime Minister, can I not attend this time?"

Ernst turned around in confusion: "Huh? Why?"

"Because..." Wei Na hesitated for a long time, unable to make up a reason.

It can’t be said that the Duke of Windermere was also suspected of participating in hanging his father, right?

The riot of the nine Aslan family members seemed to be planned and launched by the Londinium City Council and the nobles, but everyone knew that without the acquiescence and observation of the other grand dukes, how could they have the courage to launch a rebellion alone?

When Wei Na was young, she had seen the portrait of the Duke of Windermere in the palace. She had a vague impression of her. She only remembered that she was a tall woman with a serious face and an injured eye. Military atmosphere.

She wasn't sure whether the Duke of Windermere would recognize her.

It would be troublesome if he recognized it.Maybe Kjerag will be implicated!

She hesitated again and again, trying to find an excuse to avoid the reception.But there was no suitable reason for the moment.

Ernst, on the other hand, looked confused. Why, the Duke of Windermere knows you and is an old acquaintance?

Or is it that the home you, the runaway daughter of Londinium, left was the Windermere home?

No, the person here is not the Duke of Windermere, just her representative.Why, the Duke of Windermere doesn't even avoid his family members when he raises his wife outside?

Or is the Windermere daughter actually your marriage partner?Are you feeling guilty because you ran away from marriage?

This is not right. Ernst is not discriminating against oranges, but she is the Duke's daughter...

What kind of prime-time soap opera at eight o'clock in the evening?

He shook his head and shook off all the speculations from his mind. He reached out his hand, patted Wei Na on the shoulder, and said seriously:

"Don't be afraid. No matter what past history you have with the Duke of Windermere, you are now my Kjerag's foreign minister. In Kjerag's territory, no one can do anything to you!"

As if to dispel Weena's concerns, Ernst patted his chest and promised:

"When I get back, I will help you find the Great God Yelagund to ask for a Taoist Talisman. If you are in danger, just shout: Help me, Lord Yelagund, Yelagund will protect you!"

Wei Na couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the panic that had just risen and accumulated in her chest suddenly disappeared by half:

"Does this work?"

"Of course, the great god Yeragond is alive. That's the god who can become my mother!"

Vina covered her mouth, smiled and nodded.

Although she knew that Ernst was probably using Kjerag's local feudal superstition to comfort himself, she still felt very warm and happy.

He was right, no matter what Alexandrina had been through before, it couldn't be changed.

You can't solve the problem by escaping. The past will catch up with you one day.Now that she has accepted the appointment as Foreign Minister and assumed this responsibility, there will definitely be many opportunities to deal with Victoria in the future!

Instead of worrying about the day that will come, it is better to take advantage of now, at least Ernst will be with you!

She thought so, imitating the appearance of Ernst in front of her, clasping her hands together, lowering her head slightly, making a prayer gesture, her heart and mouth united in one voice:

"Praise be to Jeragond, Gunmen."

Chapter 46 Windermere family affairs

June 1093 of the Terran Calendar, Victoria, the Duchy of Windermere, Liyinkaden.

The Duke of Windermere is a burly woman. This not only describes her tall and strong figure, but also the most concise summary of her character and quality.

As a border grand duke sitting on the border between Victoria and Letania, the Duke of Windermere's duchy capital is very different from the other duchies. It was built on the border, far away from the military fortress in Letania. Face to face, the entire territory has been fortified, and it has a somewhat "emperor guarding the country's gate" momentum.This generation of Duke of Windermere, Amfelise Windermere, spends more time in the commander's command room at the frontline headquarters than she does in the bedroom of her own Duke's Palace. She can be called a martial artist. A model of abundance.

But even the Grand Duke, who guards the border like her and rarely personally participates in Victoria's political struggles, has inevitably smelled the increasingly bloody atmosphere in Victoria.

That was the sweet smell emanating from the festering flesh and blood that finally lost control after the Dukes roughly tore open the scar covered by the thick sore. This smell is enough to make any carrion-eating vulture. go Ape.

"Big things are going to happen in Victoria."

Amfelise Windermere concluded that this conjecture was officially confirmed today.

She received a secret message from another Duke's courier.

This letter, which spanned thousands of mountains and rivers and was delivered from the center of Victoria's political whirlpool to the Grand Duke of the Borders, said nothing. It only informed Amfelise Windermere of one thing - Victoria's people. The grand dukes have decided to hold a secret ducal conference in the capital, Londinium, from the end of 1093 to the beginning of 1094.

How ridiculous, as the Duke of Windermere, she didn't even know when this meeting was decided or what was going to be discussed at this meeting.She, the border prince who defends the country and guards the border, should be the last person to receive this letter if there is no accident.

It was even possible that the grand dukes who gathered in Londinium after smelling the smell had decided on the matter before notifying her, and they just needed her to go through the process.

But could she not go?

No.

"The reason for giving up resistance immediately without a surprise attack is that since you have missed the opportunity, you should at least find out what the enemy's attack plan is."

Amfelise Windermere said slowly to her married husband,

"Kent, this is the task I must give you. As the supreme commander of the Windermere Border Defense, I cannot leave the headquarters without authorization, but you have proven your ability to me. I will appoint you as my plenipotentiary representative , attending the Duke's secret meeting at Londinium, Victoria will hear the voice of His Excellency Kent."

Kent Windermere nodded: "Of course, this is my honor, my Duke. But, where is Daphne?"

Upon hearing this name, the serious and rigid expression of Amfelise Windermere melted into a pool of warm water like ice in spring. She pursed her lips and reached out to touch herself with some embarrassment and shyness. Hair on the temples:

"I...I don't know how to take care of children."

"In that case, it is better to send her out temporarily." Kent Windermere smiled slightly and suggested, "The situation in Victoria is changing rapidly now. None of us know which one will come first, war or tomorrow. Before I come back, let her go temporarily. It is the best choice for Daphne to leave this vortex."

There is another meaning in his words.

If the Duke's secret meeting was a trap, and if he did not come back in the end, it means that the Dukes in Victoria who are now suppressing each other have gone completely crazy and cannot even tolerate the existence of a neutral Duke of Windermere.

By then, Daphne and Amfelis will definitely be in danger.

His lord, the Duke, knows very well that a woman named Amfelise Windermere is never a weak person who needs the protection of her husband. The only thing he needs to consider is their child, Daphne Windermere. Just for safety.

Amfelise frowned slightly: "You want to send her away? Where is the place safer than the Duke of Windermere and my headquarters."

"A safe place does not necessarily have to be hidden." Kent shook his head and said, "Because there is no safer place than your headquarters, everyone will guess that you and Daphne will stay in the headquarters."

"And the place I want to send Daphne to is hidden enough."

Kent took out an invitation from his arms and handed it to Amfelise. It was covered with the logo of Kalan Trade in wax paint that looked like traces of animal claws.

"Our friends in Kjerag sent us an invitation to attend the opening ceremony of Kjerag's first train."

"Sherag?" Amfelise picked up the envelope, opened it and read it. After confirming that the content was exactly what Kent said, she asked with a hint of confusion, "Is it hidden enough there?"

Kent nodded: "Kjerag is surrounded by mountains, with an extremely high altitude. The internal roads are winding and rugged, and there is no intercity network, no modern communications, and no modern means of transportation. People know each other, and travel basically relies on legs and beasts of burden. , believe in the Yeragond religion, and the public consciousness is highly unified."

Amfelise immediately read the deeper meaning in Kent’s words.

Surrounded by mountains, the altitude is extremely high, and the roads are rugged, which means that the place is inevitably isolated and closed from the outside world, with little external exchanges and scarce information.There is no intercity network, no modern communications and transportation, and people know each other, which means that espionage activities within the place are extremely difficult. Even if intelligence is obtained, it is difficult to send it out from the mountains. However, following the Yelagund religion and the public consciousness is highly unified, then It means that the residents of this area are extremely difficult to incite rebellion.

Having fought with Letania for a lifetime, Amfelise knew very well that fanatics were more difficult creatures to deal with than soldiers.She could repel waves of attacks from the armies of the Electors of Leitania, but it was difficult to pry open the mouths of one or two of the Witch King's fanatic followers and find out what they were up to.

After pondering for a moment, she nodded and chose to trust Kent's judgment: "In that case, I'll leave this matter to you."

"Accept the invitation and take Daphne with you to the opening ceremony, and then discuss with the leader of Kjelag. We can pay a certain price in exchange for Kjelag's concealment and protection of Daphne."

Kent put his left hand on his right chest, bowed slightly, performed a standard etiquette to his wife, and replied affectionately:

"As you command, my lord."

At the end of June 1093, in the Dukedom of Windermere, a car drove out of the headquarters and drove towards Kjerag.

Chapter 47 Our Kjerag national defense adheres to the principle of voluntariness!

Kjerag, Tukarim, government office building.

He took out the rusty key from his pocket and opened the door of the office. Ernst turned around, opened his arms, and grandly introduced Holhaiya behind him:

"Welcome to the Kjerag Government Office!"

Huorhaiya smiled politely and waved his hand: "Thank you, boss, but boss, can you take me to the office first? I need to familiarize myself with the work environment first."

Ernst was stunned: "This is it."

Huerhaiya laughed, as if you really knew how to joke: "Boss, don't be joking, isn't this your home? Even if you want to do something you love with me, you have to wait until after get off work at least, right?"

Ernst was silent for a moment and replied with a technical content: "I have always been dedicated to my work, and my office is no different from my home."

Only then did Holhaiya realize that Ernst was not joking. The smile on his face stiffened and he asked:

"Is this the Prime Minister's Office?"

"No air conditioning, no computer, no communication device, no tea or coffee machine, not even a small stove for heating?"

Every time she said something, Ernst's head lowered a little more, until it reached the lower end and could no longer go lower, and Ernst suddenly realized it.

No, what am I afraid of?

This is Kjerag's territory, and the Horhaiya people have come in. That means they have boarded a pirate ship and entered a den of thieves. No matter how dissatisfied you are, can you still run away?

exist?Now I am a spokesperson for feudal theocracy that is worse than even the evil capitalists. Rounding it all off, I would be a voodoo high priest in Sargon. I can’t even buy a small stove myself, and you are still here to pick and choose me. Yes, is there too much residual value and is it under-exploited?

After all, the capitalists in Colombia still talk about a four-hour rest system. If I don’t follow my conscience in this place, I won’t let you rest even at night!

Work hard overtime 007!If I don’t drain you dry, are you worthy of the salary I pay?