From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

Margaret has been thinking a lot these days, whether it is what the consequences will be if she, the expelled Knight of Glory, returns to Casimir, or what the consequences will be if she brings Si Ye, who seems to have ulterior motives, to Casimir.

But no matter whether it was the current prosperity of the Sarkaz or the kindness brought by Si Ye's protection and treatment of Nightingale, Margaret, an upright knight, could not find a reason to reject Si Ye.

So she decided to see with her own eyes. If Si Ye could also bring the same changes to Casimir as Kazdel, then she would naturally be willing to be used. If Si Ye was just an ambitious man full of lies, then the knights of the Linguang family were never afraid of sacrifice, and she would do everything she could to stop Si Ye.

Shining suddenly said: "Please allow me to go with Lin Guang..."

Before Si Ye could react, Nightingale on the bed suddenly raised her hand: "I want to follow too."

"Shining, Liz...you..."

Margaret subconsciously looked at Si Ye.

"Don't look at me. I've already prepared a landship. Even if you bring only a knight, I can still accommodate it."

The doctor standing by seemed to have a sudden flash of inspiration and he also raised his hand.

"Si Ye, take me with you on your trip..."

"Doctor, you still have a lot of work to do..."

The Doctor was ruthlessly suppressed by Kal'tsit. The old lynx took the Doctor away with a dark face. Without a Shining, Kal'tsit's workload returned to the level of sudden death. If the Doctor ran away again, Kal'tsit would have no other possibility except sudden death.

While dragging the doctor, Kal'tsit was determined to use the doctor's abandoned thesis in the laboratory to quickly lure the famous "Mr. Blood" to Rhodes Island to share the work pressure.

Chapter 32: Finally reaching Kazdel's order

"Where on earth did this little sister go?"

Ling walked on the newly built streets of Kazdel and couldn't help sighing. The Sarkaz working on the streets seemed to be unable to see her.

Ever since Ling followed his senses and entered Kazdel a few days ago, the closer he got to Nian, the greater the interference in his perception became, and he was completely unable to confirm Nian's actual location. In order to avoid making a mistake, Ling spent a lot of time checking settlements one by one. It was not until today, after eliminating most possibilities, that Ling finally sneaked into Kazdel.

In order not to alert the Sarkaz, Ling also deliberately used her authority to conceal her presence. This was also the reason why she was able to sneak into Kazdel without being questioned by the guards.

After trying to sense Nian's location again to no avail, Ling angrily slammed the roadside railing and said, "What on earth is this interference that blocks the senses and powers? Is it some ancient witchcraft of the Sarkaz? Could Nian have been tricked by the Sarkaz into doing illegal work?"

Looking at these neat streets that did not conform to the stereotype of the Sarkaz, Ling could not help but make some unfounded guesses. He had heard a lot of news from those settlements before, such as the end of the civil war and the return of the Demon King. But the end of the civil war did not mean that the Sarkaz would become rich quickly. The materials to renovate the mobile city into such a brand new look could not have fallen from the sky.

"Hey~"

Sighing and groaning could not solve the problem, so Ling picked up the wine jug, wanting to drink some wine and continue looking for Nian's trace. However, he turned the wine gourd upside down for a long time without a drop of wine falling out.

Drink it all.

"Oh, what bad luck!"

The person was not found and the wine was finished. Ling's mood was unprecedentedly low. He even had the urge to directly unfold his own age in Kazdel to make some noise and lure Nian out.

But this thought was fleeting. The stinky sister was only missing, but if she caused a big fuss in Kazdel, even if Kazdel was in a state of disarray, it would become a direct dispute between Yan Country and Kazdel, and the people of Yan Country would have a good excuse to criticize their harsh war faction.

"The Scar Tavern? It would be nice to sneak in and get some information."

At the end of the main road, there was a newly opened pub. Tracy felt that he owed Scareye a little for taking away all his life savings with just one sentence, so he didn't really let him work there. Instead, he specially approved a shop for him after the renovation of the land was completed, as compensation for Scareye's cooperation with the government.

So the Scar Mall in the mercenary camp disappeared, but the Scar Tavern appeared. According to Scar Eyes, except that the place became a little smaller, the customers didn't even change.

It was approaching evening, which should have been the busiest time for the tavern, but Ling concealed her presence and took the opportunity to walk into the tavern while someone was leaving.

The tables and chairs inside the pub seemed to be brand new, with a smell of freshly baked sawdust mixed with the aroma of alcohol in the air, which was quite unique.

Most of the Sarkaz, dressed as workers, gathered around a large table near the bar, watching the music programs played on the old-fashioned TV on the counter. A strong Sarkaz man wearing a one-eyed mask was wiping the wine glasses behind the counter.

Ling found an empty corner, leaned against a table and chair, relaxed his limbs that were a little sore from frequent walking, and pricked up his ears to listen to the topics discussed by the Sarkaz in the tavern.

"I thought you, Hound, whose brain was burned by Originium, would be executed, but you were released. It seems your Originopathy..."

The speaker was a Sarkaz with one of the sharp horns on his head broken off and wearing a helmet. His greasy and dirty vest could hardly hide the muscular body underneath, and the dense scars on his arms told of his past.

"Thanks to His Majesty and that gentleman,"

The one who answered was the red-haired Sarkaz who was sitting opposite the man in the helmet. He lifted up his red hair that covered half of his face. The dark brown Originium crystals were densely arranged on the side of his face, making his face look extremely scary and weird.

Ling also frowned. The density of Originium crystals had reached this level, and he was already a patient with severe Oreopathy. Moreover, the lesion was in the head. Logically, this Sarkaz should have become crazy under the double blow of the lesion pressing on the brain and the Oreopathy, and finally died due to the unconscious aggravation of the Oreopathy in the madness.

Although the other person looked rather scary and his breath was full of blood, he spoke clearly and his eyes were sharp, and he didn't look like he was in trouble at all.

"Don't say half-sentences. What's going on? Did you get that special medicine from Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals?"

"Hey, you guessed it right. His Highness Tracys said this is a blocker. It's different from those mineralogy inhibitors out there. As long as I inject this blocker regularly according to the severity of my mineralogy, my mineralogy will never relapse or worsen until I die."

The red-haired Sarkaz's words caused a huge wave in the tavern, and the Sarkaz gathered around. After all, the Sarkaz race was prone to being infected by oripathy, so they were naturally very concerned about this kind of thing.

"Originally, a mercenary like me, whose brain is damaged by the mineral disease and who can't distinguish friend from foe, would have died in vain. His Highness said that Kazdel is short of manpower, so he gave me this unfinished medicine. From now on, half of my monthly salary will be used to repay the debt, and I have to pay it back for six months."

"Then, uh, how long can the blocker last?" someone asked. If the duration is too short, many Sarkaz will not be able to afford it.

"My doctor, Kel'tsit, said that with my level of oripathy, I'll need to take blockers every six to seven months. Now that I think about it, doesn't that mean my salary will only be half of what it was before!"

The helmeted Sarkaz pushed the red-haired Sarkaz hard, cursing with a smile: "Get lost, you are showing off here, right? You are so ungrateful."

The surrounding Sarkaz also echoed the sentiment. That's right. If the Red-haired Sarkaz was left outside with this level of mineral sickness, he would basically be waiting to die. Even in a country with advanced biotechnology like Colombia, the doctor could only prescribe some painkillers and let him stay in a closed space to prevent him from dying suddenly and causing the Originium crystal to explode.

This level of oripathy can be effectively suppressed by this drug for 6 to 7 months. Then, for a milder case of oripathy, wouldn't it be enough to take the drug once a year? With the current welfare benefits of Kazdel, who can have food and drink without worries as long as he works, all Sarkaz can afford it.

The red-haired Sarkaz naturally knew that he was taking advantage of the situation, so he didn't get angry when he was pushed, but instead laughed.

"To put it bluntly, the fact that we can be together here again, instead of fighting in the wilderness, is all thanks to that lord. Cheers to that lord! Cheers to His Majesty! Cheers to His Highness!"

The man in the safety helmet raised his glass high, and the Sarkaz around him responded loudly, and there was a burst of toasts in the tavern.

That adult?

Ling, who was eavesdropping on the side, heard some news that she cared about. She knew that the six heroes of Sarkaz, the current Demon King Theresa, and her brother Tracy were the actual controllers of Kazdel.

Who is this adult who suddenly appeared? He was mentioned repeatedly, and from the mouths of those Sarkaz, it sounded like that adult had played a great role in the current state of Kazdel. Could it be related to Nian's sudden arrival in Kazdel?

The Sarkaz in the middle of the tavern finished the wine in their cups. Some of them had work to do afterwards, so they left in groups of three or four. The whole tavern quickly became deserted.

Deng!

A wine glass was placed on the table next to Ling, and the clear wine filled the glass.

"Sir, what do you want to know when you come to my tavern?"

While Ling was lost in thought, Scar-Eye had already walked over with a bottle of wine. He relied on some of the characteristics of the Cyclops to vaguely see Ling's figure. He was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and come forward to ask about Ling's purpose.

"Hmm? Am I interrupting your business? Sorry, I mean no harm, I'm just here to see my sister."

Authority is not omnipotent. A race with an ancient heritage like the Sarkaz always has some special beings. It is not surprising that they can see through the existence that is concealing the blessing on the body.

Ling first expressed his apology, then sat up straight and explained his purpose.

"Your...sister? Is she from the same Flame Nation dragon tribe as you, but with red horns and tail?"

Scar Eyes thought for a moment. He had seen Si Ye from a distance once after returning to Kazdel, and he had some impression of the Nian who followed Si Ye.

Ling didn't expect there was news about Nian, and then asked: "Yes, yes, do you know where she is?"

"I had the honor of seeing that gentleman once from a distance. I only remember that she was with him. I don't know the details."

"That gentleman? Who is that gentleman? I see you all admire him very much."

Ling was stunned for a moment. Why was it that adult again?

"Feel sorry."

Scar Eyes made a zipper-straightening motion across his mouth and spread out his hands to indicate that he couldn't speak.

Si Ye's identity is still a top secret in Kazdel. Most Sarkaz only know that there is such a person who brings food and hope to the Sarkaz, but they have no idea who it is.

If Scareye wasn't a Cyclops, he might have seen some fragments of the future and obtained some information through indirect means, but that doesn't mean he can reveal it.

"But if the person with that master is your sister, you can go to Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals and ask them about the landship docked in Kazdel. They are directly under that master."

"Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals...Okay, thank you for the information."

Seeing that the adult was involved, the other party didn't dare to say anything. Ling didn't force it. He planned to follow the information given by the other party and go to the so-called Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals to inquire.

Indigo mist floated, and the originally blurry figure completely faded away. Scar looked at the scene in front of him, which was obviously beyond the scope of Originium skills. He was silent for a long time before he uttered a word.

"Hiss...it really is a giant beast."

After wiping the cold sweat from his head, Scarface discovered that the wine in his hand had disappeared, and on the table in front of him lay a small piece of red gold.

He skillfully took the red gold in his hand and tested its hardness, and Scar-Eye's face showed a hint of joy.

“Oh huh, I made a lot of money.”

Chapter 33 I hope everyone is OK

At the junction of Kazdel and Rhodes Island, busy operators were directing the Sarkaz who had come to collect their rations of Ore Sickness Inhibitor to carry the medicine from the warehouse.

As a race that is susceptible to oripathy, more than 90% of the Sarkaz have been infected with oripathy to varying degrees. The supply of oripathy inhibitors has become an important task second only to food supply.

The inhibitor currently provided to Sarkaz is an enhanced version based on the inhibitors of various countries on the continent, which has a very good inhibitory effect on the early and middle stages of ore sickness.

Only a very small number of serious cases are authorized to use the blocker that the doctor and Priss are still developing. This drug directly acts on the underlying authority base of Originium, which can stop the Originium from corroding the organism and instead form a self-consistent symbiosis with the host.

As for curing Ore sickness, due to the agreement between Siye and the former civilization, the development of the healing agent will not begin until the former civilization completes the migration of the main body of Originium. However, judging by the performance of the blocker, once it meets the conditions for mass production, it will actually be no different from eliminating Ore sickness.

Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals has many personnel who are tired of fighting and have joined the predecessor of Babel Tower, so many operators of other races can be seen in this area, not just Sarkaz. Ling took the opportunity to remove the existence mask on his body and walked straight over.

"Welcome to Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals. To receive your medication, please go to the warehouse on the right to hand over your receipt. To purchase medication, please come to me to register."

The receptionist was sorting through the entry and exit forms in his hands, subconsciously speaking a formulaic greeting.

"Hello, I'm looking for someone."

"Who are you looking for? Operator Babel or a Rhodes Island employee? If so, please provide his code name. If not, please provide your employee number..."

The operator paused for a moment. The civil war was over, and some Sarkaz operators who still had relatives and friends came to look for them, but who were the Yan Kingdom dragons looking for with this symbol in front of them?

"I don't have these. Can I just find someone based on their appearance or name?"

"Um, I don't have the authority. I'll help you contact our superiors."

In view of Ling's seemingly extraordinary aura and appearance, the front desk operator did not directly reject Ling, but began to contact his superiors.

"Is Director Kal'tsit not here? Go and assist His Majesty the Demon King. Okay, I understand."