People in Terra, governing a weird little country

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At the same time, in Yaer's room.

Enchiodis was just about to take a shower when Yaer, who had "fallen asleep" in the two ladies' room, suddenly opened her eyes, quietly sat up, lifted the quilt, and walked towards the door.

Before she opened the door, the dark room was suddenly lit up by the light. Jian, who was wearing pajamas, sat on the bedside. Two pairs of golden eyes stared at Yaer who was about to go out, and a voice sounded:

"What are you going to do?"

"Uh...going to the bathroom?" Yaer's eyes were a little vague.

Mace mercilessly exposed his lie: "There is a toilet in the room."

Yaer suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed.

I was careless. I sent out Kjerag and forgot to give the mace the mental hint of "don't pay attention to me".

Yelagund had this special power. As long as she didn't want to, even if she stayed in Manzhuyuan for hundreds of years, no one would recognize her as the former head maid. No one would even associate her with Yelagund.

But Jian was an outsider, and Yaer had met Jian only a few times. In addition, she didn't know the history of Manzhuyuan, so Yaer didn't bother to give Jian any hints.

But now, even if He wanted to add a buff on the spot, it was a little late.

However, Ya'er herself was not too panicked. If she couldn't come up with a reason, then she didn't make one.

She said bluntly: "The Duke of Caister questioned Yelagund at the banquet, and I plan to punish her."

"You?" Jian looked up and down at Yaer with some confusion.

She has fair skin, a round face, and a slender figure. Even wearing thick traditional Kjerag clothing, her charm cannot be concealed at all. Yaer is definitely a beauty.

But the problem is, you don't have any strong muscles in your body, how are you going to punish Duke Caister?

Using Originium Technique?

The Duke's Mansion is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and is heavily restricted. Even if the Golden Law Guards from Leithania come, they may not be able to get in. What makes you think you can do that?

After thinking about it, Jian felt that the best that Ya'er could do was to rush into the Duke of Kaster's bedroom and bite her. That was only if the guards in the mansion were collectively blind.

“Forget it.” She waved her hand. “I have accepted Enchiodis’ commission to protect your safety during the trip. You should just go to sleep and don’t do anything dangerous.”

"As for your devotion to Yelagund, you can go and confess to the Saint Son and Saint Daughter. Yelagund will not blame you."

I certainly won’t blame myself, but I want to vent my anger!

Yaer glared at Jian. She ignored his advice and stretched out her hand to open the door. Jian could only sigh, turned over from the bed, stretched out his hand, and was about to strangle Yaer's wrist.

Then, just when the hand of the mace was about to touch Yaer, something strange happened!

Without any reason, Yaer's figure disappeared from Jian's eyes, the dim dormitory lights turned into bright sunlight, and the sound of the door opening in his ears quietly turned into the whistling sound of cold wind and rumbling sound of unknown origin!

This voice is somewhat familiar.

She turned her head slowly, her eyes full of disbelief.

"Varied......."

The first snowflake fell, followed by a huge wave of snow that hit the earth like a huge wave!

avalanche!

Without any time to ponder why she was there, or to hesitate, she suddenly reached for her waist, and as expected, her double maces were there.

No, not only are there two maces, there is even her damaged greatsword!

"Boom!"

The sound of the avalanche was close at hand, but Jian's chest had no intention of retreating. Besides her life, the will to challenge was burning. She got ready, raised her two maces, and faced this avalanche that she had no idea what it was, but was the most magnificent she had ever seen. She laughed loudly:

"Come on! Let me—"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Standing in front of the bed at the bedroom door, Yaer placed Jianping, whose eyes were closed but whose face still showed a smile of joy and excitement, on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and smiled slightly.

"Miss Jian, please have a sweet dream first."

"Well, you smile so sweetly, I wonder what your dream is? A family reunion? Getting married? Or returning home and winning the championship again?"

"Good night~"

A snowflake fell on the face of the sleeping Jian, and Yaer had disappeared.

If one person sleeps well, then someone else will not be able to sleep~

Chapter 171: Yaer: Nightmares are so scary!

"In any case, thank you all for coming to my party. I hope we can have another chance to cooperate next time. I think highly of you, Prime Minister Ernst."

Reaching out his hand, he shook hands with Ernst who was about to leave, and said goodbye.

He didn't know if it was Ernst's illusion, but he always felt that Duke Caister's mental state was a little bad today.

His forehead was dark, his eye bags were very heavy, he spoke incoherently with coughs intermittently, and he would sniff his nose from time to time.

Is this a cold?

Ernst couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Enthiotis beside him, and as expected, Enthiotis also cast his gaze at the same time.

The two brothers' eyes met in mid-air, and finally formed six big words.

"Yeragond is here."

Perhaps noticing the strange expressions on Ernst and Enthiotis' faces, Duke Kast smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly:

"I got up this morning and felt a bit cold. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course, of course." "No problem, no problem."

Ernst and Enthiotis quickly waved their hands with an expression of "I understand, I understand", which gave some comfort to Duke Kaster, who was feeling a little depressed.

A duke just caught a cold and was so unwell that he didn't even show courtesy. This was unacceptable to a man as particular as the Duke of Caster.

Fortunately, Ernst and Enthiotis didn't care. If the Duke of Windermere had come, she would probably have been scolded and put in the ICU.

After all, she had always called Windermere an "unruly warrior".

Thinking of Amphillis Windermere's face, the Duke of Caister shuddered for some reason.

After seeing off Ernst and Enthiotis, Duke Kast returned to his room, took the medicine, thought for a while, and then called the mansion's medical sorcerer.

While bathing in the green light, Duke Caister began to recall the unusual dream he had last night.

Dreams, most of the time, will evaporate without a trace like bubbles under the sun once you wake up. But Duke Caister still remembers his dream last night.

She still remembered that she suddenly woke up from her dream and found herself in a vast expanse of icy and snowy mountains.

As the saying goes, you dream about something at night, and Duke Kast has been thinking about Kjerag these past two days, so it is not surprising that he dreams about a world of ice and snow at night.

Moreover, because it was a dream, Duke Kaster even had the leisure to take a leisurely stroll in this snowy world.

"The scenery of the Snow Country is truly unique. It's a pity that I can't capture it."

She sighed like this. Just as she said this, the next second, the dream suddenly changed.

At the end of the snowfield, a tall figure suddenly walked towards her.

Because the distance was too far, Duke Kaster could not see the man's face clearly and did not take any precautions.

"It's a novelty to meet someone in the snowy plains of my dreams."

After making such a comment, Duke Caister not only did not try to move away, but instead straightened his posture and moved closer to the figure.

The distance between the two men kept getting closer, and the image of the man with long flowing hair and burly figure gradually emerged in the Duke of Caster's eyes.

The moment he saw the figure's face clearly, Duke Caister suddenly realized something.

Dreams are not necessarily all sweet dreams.

There is another kind of dream called nightmare.

"Old widow of Caister! Watch the fight!"

A loud shout came from the man's mouth. Duke Kaster had no time to react. He subconsciously turned around and ran away!

As he ran, Duke Caister did not forget to turn around and curse:

"*Victoria swears*, Amphillis Windermere, you ignorant woman! Get out of here!"

Of course, despite his bad mouth, the Duke of Caster dared not confront the Duke of Windermere head-on.

Are you kidding? The Duke of Windermere is a frontier military noble who is known as the "Twin Blades of the Empire" together with Wellington. If her sword guards form a formation, even the Golden Law Guards of Leitania will have to retreat. And she herself is recognized as the most capable fighter among the nobles.

Well, this slightly ironic title should have belonged to the Duke of Wellington in the past, but the old man is old after all, and there is no record of him taking action in these years. If you want to talk about the battle of the four emperors, the Duke of Caister can only answer one sentence:

The past is the past, and the present is the present. If you take the past as the present, then buddy, why don't you compete with the Nightmare Khan?

The fighting power of the two was not at the same level at all. Without any guards around him, Duke Kaster certainly did not hesitate to "hurry up"!

But as the saying goes, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes singly. Since it is a nightmare, it is natural that whatever you think about will come true, and whatever you fear will come true.

Before the Duke of Caister had taken two steps, he was horrified to find that right in front of her sight, in the flying snow, there was another figure standing there, staring at her, as if waiting for her to fall into his trap.

"I am the Duke of Caister, save—"

Before the cry for help was fully uttered, the figure suddenly took a step forward, with a cane in his hand, a medal on his chest, long snow-white hair, and a face that was so resolute that it was frightening. Although he was very old, the murderous aura of the old man had not changed. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted again:

"Duke Caister, you are finally in my hands!"

"Wellington!"

The Duke of Caster was horrified and took several steps back.

Behind her, the Duke of Windermere, who was chasing her relentlessly, roared again:

"Daughter of the Beach, run, why don't you run? Do you still think you can escape from under my nose?"

"Windermere, *Londinium Victorian swear*, you almost became a widow like me, what are you so proud of!"

Even though he was frightened by the Duke of Wellington, the Duke of Caster continued to criticize the Duke of Windermere.

But it was icy and snowy, and she rubbed her palms, which were already covered in sweat.

I'm sweating all over!

The Duke of Wellington couldn't run in this direction. Fortunately, the old man was too old to run and couldn't outflank her together with Windermere. Otherwise, she would have been unable to escape!

"damn it!"

Cursing inwardly, Duke Caister had to change direction again.

This time, she looked carefully at the road ahead. The snow was falling heavier and heavier. There was an endless snowfield ahead, and no living person was in sight.

There will definitely be no problem this time!

The Duke of Caster started running. Perhaps because of the dream, she ran fast, ran with grace, ran with Caster's great reputation, ran so fast that even Wellington and the Duke of Windermere behind her gradually disappeared!

After such intense exercise with wolves in front and tigers behind, she finally got a brief respite.

Duke Caister stumbled and fell on the snow, breathing heavily, but his face was full of a sense of accomplishment.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha! Wellington, Windermere, you can't catch me! I'm the nimble Film of the mountains!"

But before she had more time to buffer, suddenly, the rustling sound of leather boots stepping on the snow rang in her ears again.

The first reaction that flashed through Duke Caister’s mind was that it was impossible, absolutely impossible!

"rustle."

I looked carefully when I chose this road just now. There is no living person on this road. I must have heard the footsteps wrongly!

"Swish."

Don't scare yourself. You have already left behind Caister, Windermere and Wellington. Just sit here and wait for people to rescue you!

"Swish, swish, swish—"

The footsteps stopped abruptly, and Duke Caister lowered his head and looked at the shadows on the snow.

only myself.

Sure enough, it was all a false alarm. There was nothing.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised her snow-covered head and looked forward.