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

"But aren't you that, the Holy Son?" Daphne asked doubtfully.

Ernst's confident expression stiffened for a moment, but he still said stiffly: "It's okay, it probably won't be my turn. Besides, even if it is my turn, I can just follow along. The beasts in the Holy Hunting Ground are nothing." It’s a very dangerous beast, but with my sister and my brother here, it’ll be fine.”

Daphne pursed his lips.Her intelligence officer's intuition told her that there was always the possibility of risks in rituals like the Holy Hunt.

Especially for Ernst's family, his brother is going to be the head of Shivaash, his sister is going to be the saint of Manjuyuan, and he himself is going to be the holy son of Jeragond. If anyone can remember this, Evil intentions, isn’t that a one-stop sweep?

I heard that Ernst had a younger sister, but she was suffering from oriosis and seemed to be being treated outside. Define had never seen her.

"Anyway, don't worry about what's there or what's not, or are you starting to worry about me?" Ernst patted Daphne's head and comforted him.

The kitten broke free from Ernst's big hand and gave him a disdainful look.

He didn't understand why Ernst was so confident.

Ernst laughed at him for not understanding Jeragond.

In fact, Ernst was more wary of whether Enxiodis would do any big work for him during the ceremony after the end of the Holy Hunt than what would happen to him during the Holy Hunt.

His brother knew best that he had been so quiet during this period because he was holding back the possibility of preparing for a big surprise for Ernst, which was far greater than the possibility of him wanting to spend the holiday honestly.

Although the world line of this world has obviously changed, Ernst is still thinking about his brother's "Snow Mountain Incident".

If Enxiodis really wants to do something to seize power, he will definitely find a time when the three major families gather together, Manzhuyuan is present, he is also present, and there are many witnesses who can prove his legitimacy.

Otherwise, he would not be able to convince the public.

At this time, there are really not many choices in Kjerag.

The ritual after the holy hunt is one.

Ernst sighed.To be honest, he wanted to live a good year in peace.But sometimes, a humble national instrument like him has to be squeezed out by hateful capitalists like Enxiodis.

Doesn’t this make it reasonable for me to trick him more next year?

He looked at Daphne and asked:

"Speaking of which, Miss Define, in your family, how does the Duke of Windermere usually deal with those who want to seize power and rebel?"

"My mother?" Dai Fein recalled, a little unsure, "To be honest, my mother was very strict with her subordinates. I don't think anyone dares to rebel under her nose."

"What if your mother is gone? How would you deal with it?" Ernst asked curiously.

Daphne glared at Ernst angrily: "Why isn't my mother here?"

"If, if." Ernst waved his hand.

Only then did Daphne start to think.

To be honest, she had never thought about this before.Her mother never taught her these things either.

Amfelise Windermere's original intention was to allow Daphne to enjoy more of the happy life of a child before taking on the responsibilities of the Duke's heir.But the lack of education in this area is also real.

So much so that when Dai Fein was suddenly asked this question at this moment, he couldn't answer it for a moment.

Fortunately, Ernst only asked casually and did not expect Daphne, the daughter of a duke, to use his hard work (in fact, he did not learn) to make small talk.

After a brief silence, Ernst also changed the subject.

An idea popped into his head.

Since Enxiodis might be doing a lot of work after the Holy Hunting Ceremony, could he just sit back and wait to appreciate it?

That doesn't work!

He also had to work hard to catch Enxiodis off guard!It's best to make this holy hunting ceremony a little different so that Enxiodis can't use it!

Well, just do it!

"Defion, can I ask you a favor?" Ernst said.

Daphne blinked and hugged his chest warily.

Ernst rolled his eyes with a black line on his face: "I want to ask you to borrow the messenger."

Since a surprise was to be prepared for Enxiodis, the Naklan Trade Courier would naturally not be used.It would be a better choice for the Windermere family to stay with Kjerag Messenger.

Daphne then let go of his hand and asked curiously: "What do you want to do?"

"Ask your messenger to chase Vina and deliver a letter for me, asking her to bring me something from Longmen."

"Bring what?"

Ernst's mind flashed through a few props that had been basically banned in the city before he traveled, but that symbolized the flavor of the year, and he recalled:

"Order some fireworks, two kickers, preferably lanterns, window grilles, etc."

"Will the Sherag people like this?" Daphne was a little doubtful.

"So we have to customize it. The fireworks explode to look like the great god Jeragond. The two kicks are made to look like the great elder. The window grilles and lanterns are embroidered with pictures of Jeragond's epic on them, so that even illiterate people can watch it. I understand, and it feels good. Can you not like it?"

Ernst said, even Daphne was attracted, his eyes sparkled.

"You are quite capable."

She said expectantly,

"I'll lend you the messenger!"

Ernst nodded happily.

He still had an idea that he didn't say.

That is to make some of the exploding fireworks into the shape of Enxiodis, and then give some to Sister Enya.

When the fireworks take off, Ernst will be able to proudly show off to Boss Yin:

"Did you see, brother, I made it for you!"

"Look, how high you fly...ah, you exploded."

PS: I received a private message today. The general meaning is to tell me that I, Yelagund, have a personality problem. The giant beast cannot be so like my mother. Although Yelagund is not that cold, my writing is too soft.I still have to explain.

Yela's mother-like image is a YJ official design. I have posted two pictures to prove my opinion of Yela: "I can accept the child leaving the gods, but I will feel sad when the child denies and abandons me", and Yela's "mother's quotes" to Enya. .

So Mother Yela is indeed Mother Yela. Although most of the descriptions of other behemoths are either Buddhist or arrogant, behemoths and behemoths cannot be generalized. The image of Yelagund's mother is extremely stable.

PS2: Let’s count the votes. There are so few recommended votes recently.I have no motivation to stay up late and type.Save, save.

Chapter 66 Wei Yanwu: What kind of time bomb did you send!

Dayan, Longmen.

The lift board at the connection port was lowered, and the Kalan Trading convoy slowly drove into the underground of this huge mobile city.

By the standards of this land, Longmen is undoubtedly a mobile city on the standard line, and the reason why it has become a super commercial city that is famous throughout the land of Terra and can even independently issue Longmen coins as currency is that What played a great role was the existence of Wei Yanwu, the governor of Longmen, who was the brother of Emperor Dayan.

As the undisputed absolute core of the city, the Longmen Governor's Mansion is rich in Chinese-style decoration but also has bright colors in the Western style. In every aspect, it can't wait to show that it was born out of Dayan, but it is different from the traditional Dayan. The same rebellious vibe.

If the time were pushed forward a few months, Wei Na would never have imagined that she would set foot on the land of Longmen in such a way and with such an identity to meet the man who had been the leader of her father's generation. Wei Yanwu, the governor of Terra, was already well-known.

If she had not met Ernst, had not made up her mind to participate in the recruitment, and had not gone to Kjerag, she might still be hiding in the streets of Londinium at this moment, avoiding the nobles and parliaments all over the city. As an informant, he struggles to survive in the slums and fights with gangs.

In this case, the best outcome she can think of is to bring down a gang and become another miserable street gangster underground in Londinium, the city of ten thousand cities, a "lower person" that the rich call unworthy of status. .

If possible, who wants to be a rat in the gutter all their life, oppressed by the hateful nobles and parliament?

Especially someone like Vina.

She is the daughter of the Lion King, and her patience and perseverance must be for the sake of rising up. Even if she is hiding now and leaving her hometown, she is still ambitious!

The high-pressure environment of Londinium did not give her room to perform, but Kjerag gave her a platform.In just a few months, she had already learned a lot from Ernst, from Holhaiya, and even from Define!

It's time to complete a solo action perfectly, test what you have thought and learned, and repay them.

Taking a deep breath, settling all the tension and excitement into the bottom of her spirit, and then exchanging the knowledge and skills that had been accumulated in advance with her brain, Wei Na opened the car door and looked at the Longmen Governor's Mansion at the end of the spacious road, and the people standing there. In front of the main entrance of the Longmen Governor's Mansion, the governor is of ancestral origin and looks like a throwback to his ancestors.

She walked towards him without hesitation, and when she was still three meters away from him, she took the initiative to extend her hand and showed a polite smile:

"Governor Wei, hello."

However, what made Wei Na a little strange was that the famous Governor Wei Yanwu in front of her seemed to be distracted. He stared blankly at his face for five seconds before he suddenly reacted and stretched out his hand to shake. road:

"Hello, Ms. Vina."

He paused and took a deep look at Wei Na. Even the twitching smile at the corners of his mouth was a little forced.

"Welcome to Dragon Gate."

.............

"Sorry, excuse me for a moment."

After introducing Wei Na into the reception room and instructing the attendant to pour tea for her, Wei Yanwu glanced at his watch, stood up and quickly left the reception room.

As soon as he went out, he met Wen Yue waiting by the door.

Wen Yue is a typical Dongguo woman. When her husband is discussing business with distinguished guests, she usually avoids them consciously and gives her husband plenty of personal space.But unlike ordinary Dongguo women, her status in the family is slightly higher. Therefore, although she will save face for Wei Yanwu on the surface, in fact, unless the matter is really very confidential, she usually Everyone has ears across the wall, and they will help Wei Yanwu make suggestions afterwards.

Wei Yanwu usually wouldn't stop Wen Yue's actions, because to convince his wife meant that he would have to use force and hit his wife's hand with his face, several times. He and Wen Yue were so loving that they really couldn't bear to part with each other.

But this time, before Wen Yue had time to "listen behind the curtain to listen to politics", she saw Wei Yanwu walking out with a very sad expression on his face, and the old smoking gun in his hand was sucked full by him like a pacifier, and he was suddenly confused:

"What's wrong? You look so bad? That little girl doesn't look very fierce to me. How can she scare you like this?"

"I...I'm not scared! How could I be afraid of a little girl who's not even half my age!" Wei Yanwu stuttered, let out a long sigh, and explained, "You know Where did that little girl come from?"

Wen Yue frowned and thought for a moment. She really had no impression and could only shake her head: "Isn't she Kjerag's foreign minister?"

"Yes, she may indeed be Kjerag's foreign minister, but she is still..." Wei Yanwu's words suddenly stopped, and he glanced around indifferently. After confirming that no one was listening, he came closer. Wen Yue whispered in her ear, "She is Aslan!"

"Aslan?" Wen Yue was stunned, and then her eyes widened, "Aslan is not Victoria's..."

Wei Yanwu nodded, and Wen Yue immediately covered her mouth with an expression of disbelief: "But hasn't Aslan already been given to the parliament... even Frederick III has been hanged, why? Will there be another Aslan appearing in Longmen?"

Wei Yanwu took another puff of cigarette, his eyes wandered, and he was obviously a little undecided: "I don't know what kind of trick this is, Aslan, Kjerag's foreign minister, huh, I thought it was just a trick. Civil servants who travel at public expense, now look at it, how can it be that simple!"

It is not unreasonable for Wei Yanwu to be so worried, because a similar thing happened once more than 20 years ago!

At that time, the red dragon of Drac, who was also considered to have been exterminated by the royal family of Victoria Aslan, still had a royal bloodline left - Edward Atrias.And this Edward Atrias was one of Wei Yanwu's brothers who admired him back then.

Together with the Rat King Lin Gerui, who is now the real head of the Shihuai Group and the grandfather of Beatrix Shihuai, and several martial arts masters, they pulled together a team, starting from the Duke of Ursus. , the immortal black snake-Cosiche took back the occupied Dragon Gate from his hands.

But although that battle was won, it left behind countless troubles that still affect this day.