People in Terra, governing a weird little country

When I won my first crown at the age of 18, I had dinner with the Grand Knight and several heads of the Business Union. How about you?

A mere noble banquet, a pretentious trick, would not give her an adrenaline rush like facing an avalanche head-on in Kjerag.

As for the others you reminded.

Jian glanced at Ernst and Yaer briefly, then felt relieved and continued to cut his own pack animal steaks.

Ernst and Yaer had nothing to worry about, and they didn't need her to protect them. It was an easy job for Jian.

Unlike what Enthiotis was worried about, Ya'er, who was experiencing this scene for the first time, seemed to be very calm. This time, she did not seem to activate the "No Entry" spell that made Ernst amazed. Instead, she smiled generously and accepted the toasts from every noble at the table.

This was of course not Ernst's request, but purely Yaer's own idea. The reason was simple: although these Victorians had some psychological problems and were a bit naughty, they did speak nicely.

The words were nice and the food was delicious. Yaer also wanted to experience what Ernst's daily "diplomatic work" was like. So she simply let go of the taboo and allowed these mortals in Victoria to "offer him fine wine and food."

Yelagund accepts everyone who comes. I eat eat eat eat eat! I drink drink drink drink drink!

It is worth mentioning that perhaps Yaer herself did not expect that her sudden impulse at the Duke of Caster's dinner today would become a legend in the Dukedom of Caster and even the entire Victorian aristocratic circle for a long time afterwards.

From now on, whenever Victorian nobles mentioned Kjerag, they would ask each other: "Have you heard of Kjerag's [Madam of Mass]?"

"You are talking about the head maid of Lord Ernst Shivaash, Ms. Yaer, right?"

"Yes, yes. It is said that she drank so much that she vomited the entire Duke of Caister's mansion at the Duke of Caister's dinner party! She can drink a lot!"

"The Shelag people can drink eight dou of wine in total, and Ms. Yaer has one dou alone. The rest of the people owe two dou!"

Ernst naturally did not notice any signs that the great god Yelagund was about to leave his own legend in Victoria. After all, he was one of the people in the Duke's Mansion of Caister who were finally drunk by the real "sea of ​​drink".

He didn't even remember to notice the unwillingness of Miss Golden Lion to express her concern, because he was raising his glass and clinking it with the Duke of Caster who was raising his glass in front of him.

Enthiotis took the opportunity to speak, and nine-tenths of the clinking of glasses came from Yaerhai, and the remaining tenth was from Ernst to deal with the Duke of Caister.

With the crisp sound of clinking glasses, the two took a sip of the Gallic champagne in the glass, which was said to be the "tribute wine of Corsica I", and put down their glasses at the same time.

According to underworld custom, after the process of clinking glasses and drinking is completed, it's time to talk about business.

Duke Kaster was the first to attack, and he was the first to start a team fight without any team spirit:

"Prime Minister Ernst's dancing was really bad last night."

Ernst subconsciously wanted to flash the level 5 stone man Q the minions to level 6 and follow the group, but then he realized that the group was started by the opponent, and immediately used purification to remove the taunt of Duke Kaister and lowered the temperature:

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Duke Caster. This is also my first time attending a ball for Victorian nobles. I hope you can forgive me for any omissions."

“No, no, no,” Duke Caister smiled and shook his head. “The traditional Kjerag dance you performed with Ms. Yaer last night was very...local. If you hadn’t been so unique in promoting your own dance on Victorian soil, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to feast my eyes on it like this.”

Although I know you have something else to say, you still speak very nicely.

But thanks for the invitation, I didn’t dance the sacrificial dance last night, I danced the tango.

The smile on his lips was a little stiff. Ernst certainly couldn't say this openly.

Fortunately, the Duke of Kaster was just using the topic to make some comments. She didn't mention dance, and Ernst didn't have to talk about dance, a field he was not familiar with:

"Your Excellency the Duke, thank you for your compliment. We are guests after all. We were in such a hurry that we were unable to perform the authentic Kjerag dance for you. When Tukarim is rebuilt, I will certainly invite you, your Excellency the Duke, as well as your colleagues, the Duke of Wellington and the Duke of Windermere, to come to Kjerag to experience the authentic snow country customs."

The Duke of Caister paused while cutting the steak, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and looked at Ernst. Although his expression was still polite, his eyes were already flashing with a bit of coldness:

"Prime Minister Ernst, don't you know that there is some rift between me and the Duke of Windermere?"

This statement can almost be regarded as a straight shot. Obviously, after the first wave of tug-of-war, the Duke of Caister chose to change immediately, trying to disrupt Ernst's train of thought.

But Ernst just shook his head calmly, with a bewildered look on his face:

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency. I really don't know about this."

"Oh?" Duke of Caster raised his eyebrows and continued his attack, "Mr. Prime Minister has been staying in Victoria for a long time. How could he not know about this?"

Ernst then looked thoughtful, but still shook his head firmly:

"If the Duke is talking about the rumors circulating in the streets that you and the Duke of Windermere have many private disagreements. I have indeed heard of them, but how can such nonsense be taken seriously!"

Ernst's voice rose several degrees, and he looked indignant.

"Everyone knows that the reason why Victoria is now peaceful and prosperous is because the Grand Dukes are close to each other and work together. What a pity that the people who yearn for war the most in this land, apart from the military, are those reporters and media who have nothing to do and believe everything they hear. They just want to make a big news story all day long."

"You and the Duke of Windermere are both pillars of Victoria, great nobles that everyone relies on. If there was a conflict between you, wouldn't Victoria be in chaos long ago? But I clearly heard that the Duke is still kind and willing to lend a helping hand to those in distress, which shows that Victoria must be safe. Naturally, I have no idea about the discord that the Duke mentioned."

When Duke Caister heard this, he was at a loss for words.

There was no other reason. Although everyone knew that Ernst was lying with his eyes open, everyone here could refute it except her.

How come she can't deny it? People have used the Duke of Castile and all the grand dukes' unanimous declaration that "Victoria is safe and sound" to prove that she and the Duke of Windermere are good friends who would go through thick and thin together when they meet.

If she denied this, the impact would be huge. First, Victoria's lie that the country was peaceful and the people were safe would be exposed, and she and the other grand dukes would lose face. Second, if this whitewashed peace was torn apart by her own hands, it would basically be a signal to start a war.

No matter how ruthless Prime Minister Cao was, he fought under the banner of Emperor Xian of Han. No matter whether it was Liu Bei, Sun Quan, or the warlords who ruled one side, no matter how rampant they were, they were all nominally loyal to the concept of "Great Han", but they all had their own opinions on which Great Han they were loyal to.

Who dares to tear off this layer of skin? Look at how miserable the Skeleton King in the tomb died after he became emperor?

Junior high school history textbooks teach that the Three Kingdoms situation was basically formed after the Battle of Chibi. However, the real end of the Han Dynasty and the official start of the Three Kingdoms era had to wait until Cao Pi ascended the throne after the replacement of the house book.

The same is true for Victoria. Until the end, when the dukes had driven their fleet of high-speed warships to the city of Londinium, no one dared to be the first to announce that they would bombard Londinium. The reason was simple: the first bird to stick its head out gets shot, and whoever announced his ambition first would be the first to perish!

In the end, it was with the help of the Sarkaz that the royal flag on the city wall of Londinium was replaced, the airship was launched, and the Shard was built. This was the official start of the war.

But that was all many years later in another world. At least for now, Duke Kaster could not and dared not to be the "Skeleton King".

After staring at Ernst's sincere expression in silence for a moment, Duke Kaister smiled and tapped the table lightly. The maid who had been prepared at the side immediately pushed the dining cart over.

The first wave is over, we take a break and prepare to start the second course.

The lid was opened by a gloved and pretty Film Maid, and placed in front of all the gluttons was a dish of fragrant roasted feathered beast.

"I killed this feathered beast myself in the hunting grounds. There is an interesting story behind it."

Duke Kaster looked at the plate of roasted feathered beast in front of him and said,

"It was also winter that year. I was strolling in the hunting grounds when I saw it falling from the sky. It was still a fledgling at the time. I felt sorry for it, so I stopped the servant who wanted to hunt it. I also gave it food, applied medicine to it, and allowed it to live in my forest and hunt my prey."

"It's funny, I went to the hunting ground yesterday, intending to hunt a group of feathered beasts to add to today's banquet, but I didn't expect to be pecked by it."

"It has been breeding for too long under my indulgence. Half of the feathered beasts in the forest are related to it and have common interests with it. Or maybe it feels that it is cold and there are many beasts in the forest, all of which are its support, so I can't do anything to it. It actually has the intention to fight against me."

The Duke of Caster sneered.

"It doesn't want to either. It's just a feather, and I'm a human. The gap between us is so huge. When danger comes, how many of its so-called supporters can really help it?"

"So, this is how it ends."

After putting on the gloves handed to him by the maid, Duke Kaster tore off a leg from the feathered beast and put it on the plate. At the same time, he looked at Ernst:

"I have always thought that Prime Minister Ernst has some extraordinary qualities. Today, I see that it is indeed true. But I have also heard that Prime Minister Ernst seems to have more than one title in the country?"

Duke Caister's eyes sharpened, and the second round of attack officially began.

"You seem to be called the [Son of Yelagund's Chosen]?"

For some reason, before Ernst nodded, Duke Kaster saw Yaer, who had completed the CD operation at an astonishing speed and was wiping her mouth, nodding frantically.

Chapter 169 Is Yelagund here? Tathagata.

Feathered beasts in the forest?

Ernst didn't expect that the Duke of Caster was so skilled in making up this kind of "fable".

You said you were mocking Yu Shou, but who is the locust tree you were referring to? Even a fool can tell that.

Winter, snow. Kjerag.

The sudden appearance of the feathered beast refers to Boss Silver’s real body, Tenzin... Oh no, it’s Enthiotis and his group who suddenly used your relative’s name to attend Viscount Walton’s banquet.

Lend a helping hand and allow it to survive. This naturally refers to the fact that Kalan Trade finally obtained the trade license and tax benefits from the Viscount Walton's territory, and then expanded its business in the Dukedom of Caister.

As for the subsequent blizzards and beasts, they naturally refer to the two third-party dukes that Ernst just mentioned.

The Duke of Caister was almost an open threat.

Check and balance, use a little to achieve a great result, and win big with a small effort. After all, you still have to have a certain amount of weight. Otherwise, just like the roasted feather beast that has been eaten up by Yaer, even if you are so confident, I will be ruthless and destroy you in one go. How sure are the Duke of Windermere and the Duke of Wellington that they can react immediately?

It's hard to say about Wellington. Given the Duke of Windermere's character, Ernst can at least expect her to come and help him collect the body, and there is a high probability that she will have a real fight with the Duke of Castor.

But what does that have to do with him? He has already sent it, so can he still expect the Duke of Windermere to give him a chance to be reborn?

Therefore, Kjerag must at least have the government efficiency to "announce surrender within 3 hours" and the military strength to "withstand the Victorians for at least two months".

The former can ensure that when the war goal is conquest, Ernst can emulate Denmark. The latter can ensure that when the war goal is the extinction of the nation, Ernst can resist longer than France until the invader is dragged into the quagmire of war!

Of course, this was the worst-case scenario, and everything Ernst had done so far was to prevent Kjerag from going that far.

The next question that the Duke of Caster asked was really a bit puzzling.

You ask me if I am the Son of God?

I do have this part-time job. Although I basically do not participate in religious activities and only go to Manzhu Temple to pray once or twice a month, I still receive the monthly payment from Manzhu Temple.

It would be great to have two salaries.

and many more......

Ernst frowned and looked at Duke Kast who was calmly tasting the thigh of the "Rebellious Feathered Beast", and suddenly realized something.

From the perspective of Prime Minister Kjerag, Kjerag does not have very strong defensive capabilities now. The story of the feathered beast can be said to be a threat that states the facts, but if we change the perspective and think about it from the perspective of the Son of God.

Kjerag has a trump card that is enough to shake a country.

Byd, after all this time, are you just testing this?

Ernst suddenly felt speechless. I defended here and there, but you want to ask me about something that I don’t have to defend at all?

He nodded decisively: "Your Excellency the Duke is right. As Yelagund likes me, I am indeed still serving as the Son of Shelag."

"Hmmmm! Ernst pleases me...Yeragond likes him!"

Ya'er at the side suddenly spoke up, which eased the atmosphere of the confrontation between the two.

Duke Caister turned his head to the side, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Ever since she brought up the topic of Yelagund, Ernst's companion, the head maid of Manzhuyuan, has been very excited.

She kept nodding her head, drinking, eating and nodding at the same time, without paying any attention to table manners, nor did she shy away from the fact that she was eavesdropping on their conversation, or even from the doting look she gave Ernst.

She was like an alien, out of place among the Victorian nobles present, and even Enchiodis and Mace who were pretending to be deaf.

Well, she is quite simple and, in the eyes of the Duke of Caster, seems like an honest person.

At this moment, she took the initiative to answer the question, and the Duke of Caister also became interested:

"Why do you say that, Ms. Yaer? According to Prime Minister Ernst's introduction, you are the head maid of Shelag Manzhu Courtyard, right? For many years before this, weren't you supposed to be serving that Saint Lady?"

She tapped the tabletop lightly with her fingers, revealing a gossipy face that was unclear whether it was disguised or real, and said in a provocative tone:

"Now a Saint suddenly appears and takes away Yelagund's love for the Saint. Shouldn't you be angry and speak up for the Saint?"

The Duke of Caster hid half of his words, but his meaning had already been conveyed.

That is "Ernst's maid (secretary) is not you yet".

As the head maid of Manzhu Court, the second person serving the Saint, after the fall of the Great Elder, it was natural that the power of Manzhu Court should be transferred to Enya. And as the head maid, Yaer's status should also rise in this process.

But the appearance of the Holy Son Ernst disrupted all of this. Now Kjerag's internal and foreign affairs are almost entirely controlled by the Kjerag government represented by Ernst Shivaash and the Kalan Trade represented by Ensiodis Shivaash, and there is no business of the Manzhu Courtyard at all. It is reasonable that Yaer, who has missed the power, should have some opinions.

Perhaps as a devout Kjerag, she did not dare to question Yelagund's arrangement. But it would be a little unreasonable to say that she loved Ernst because of his love for her.

If we can persuade her to rebel and place her next to Kjerag and Ernst, she will be a very good chess piece.

The Duke of Caister thought to himself.

But Yaer's answer was completely different from her expectations. It could even be said to be completely contrary to her expectations.

The head maid did not show even the slightest bit of hidden dissatisfaction or disgust, but instead smiled brightly:

"It doesn't matter. Yelagund is a god of universal love. Yelagund loves both of them!"

Duke of Caister: “….”

Ernst: “….”

Enthyodis: “….”

Mace: “…Puff.”