People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Of course, Jeston would not say this. He just rolled his eyes and a serious statement instantly came to his mind:

"It's not as miraculous as Minister Actoros said. This is just my humble opinion."

"Since this wine is a fine wine treasured by Minister Aktos, it must naturally meet Minister Aktos' taste in all aspects. I thought about it for a moment, what does Minister Aktos care about most? The answer to this question instantly flashed into my mind - in the heart of our Minister of Defense who is devoted to the country, what is more important than Kjerag?"

"The taste of this wine is bitter but sweet, and clear but warm. When you take a sip, you will feel the refreshing feeling, and a fire will ignite in your heart! It's like the scene of all things flourishing and spring returning to the earth appears before your eyes!"

Jeston paused, looked at Actor, who was already stunned, and concluded:

"Shelagh, the Snow Country! This taste is like rejuvenation! Then this wine should be called Snow Country Spring! Only Minister Actor can come up with such a poetic name!"

“I didn’t actually come up with this name.”

Actor muttered a little embarrassedly.

The corner of Jeston's mouth twitched, and for a moment he almost cursed.

You didn't name it. Why did you make that expression just now? I thought so much for nothing.

But he was such a smart person, and his ability to make up for it was first-rate, and he immediately said:

"Although the name was not chosen by Minister Axtos, it was tailor-made for him, wasn't it? Spring of the Snow Country, Spring of the Snow Country, didn't Minister Axtos just say that this wine is an infinite commemoration of your lost spring!"

"This... is true!" Actos looked up at the sky, seeming to be lost in memories.

After a long while, he lowered his head and patted Jeston on the shoulder: "Brother Jeston, you are the one who knows me better than anyone else! Come, let's drink. We won't go home until we are drunk today!"

After hearing this, Ernst, who had been observing outside the door for a while, turned around and left with satisfaction.

He was busy playing, busy trying to make Brother Bear happy, and busy dealing with Brother Bear's problems. To some extent, Brother Jeston's mental activity was actually quite high.

Moreover, he has done a very good job. So far, he has really made Actos obedient. I have to say that this guy is quite capable!

The person Ernst finally chose to bring with him was Vina, who was really bored during this period.

How much free time does Vina have? Let's put it this way. Enthiotis's Black Knight Mace is not very familiar with the people in the entire Ernst government, but he can only chat with Vina.

The reason why they knew each other and had a common language was not because they both participated in some Golden Hair Nursing Exchange Conference, but because they both helped their fellow villagers plant rice in the fields.

Kjerag was not in much danger. When this bodyguard had nothing to do on weekdays, he could help his fellow villagers with farm work to kill time. If Vina, the foreign minister, did this, it would be a waste of Ernst's salary!

Especially when your fellow villagers gave you ham and jerky, you didn't even think of sharing some with me. How could Ernst tolerate this?

You dare to accept bribes now. In the future, your fellow villagers will give you peanuts and walnuts. Can a cadre like you withstand this test?

In order to maintain the integrity of the government, Ernst will have to severely test Vina's weaknesses!

What, you ask what Vina’s weakness is?

It must be the academic qualification of a junior high school graduate (without studying prenatal education)!

"I have to take you to the city of science and technology for further study, so that you can see what the scientists in Columbia do all day long."

After harshly criticizing Vina's passive behavior and bringing her to Rhodes Island, Ernst was ready to go to Columbia.

However, after Vina and Ernst walked onto Rhodes Island together, Kal'tsit was a little dumbfounded.

After quickly reviewing the distribution map of the Ten Royal Courts of the Sarkaz in her mind yesterday, she quickly reviewed the distribution map of the descendants of the Victorian royal family in her mind today.

After making sure that most of the Draco and Aslan that could be confirmed were all over Terra, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, after all, it's unlikely that there are any descendants of Aslan or Drake in Columbia.

Colombia gained independence from Victoria, so it is a bit humorous that it took in the descendants of the royal family of the former colonial master.

Ernst was probably just there to look for someone.

"You said so, Gawain."

Kal'tsit asked while sitting in a chair, looking at the big cat sleeping on the bed in her room.

Gawain raised one eyelid slightly and glanced at Kelsey:

"Well, who knows? Maybe."

"If that's the case, then why did you follow me?" Kal'tsit's eyebrows jumped.

"Because I feel there might be some danger in Columbia. After all, you see, that place has never been very peaceful. If something really happens, Yelagund will definitely save his brat first, and I will have to protect my girl by myself."

Kelsey frowned slightly.

It is not a good sign that the beast master feels uneasy.

But Gawain refused to reveal any further information, which made Kal'tsit somewhat annoyed.

She was the last person who wanted to encounter any problems on this trip. The original purpose of cooperating with Ernst was to save Rhodes Island from the risk of "bankruptcy". If the ship suffered any other losses after this trip, she would be heartbroken.

As if he had sensed Kal'tsit's uneasiness, Gawain, who was lying on the bed, propped himself up, turned over under Kal'tsit's expectant gaze, and faced Kal'tsit with the back of his head.

He doesn't watch it anymore!

"Get out!" Kal'tsit said angrily.

"What's the matter? You don't sleep often, so let me lie down for a while. I won't lose my hair." Gao Wen defended in a muffled voice.

"Get out!" Kal'tsit emphasized again.

Gao Wen then stood up reluctantly and walked towards the door.

When passing by Kal'tsit, he gave her an exceptionally innocent look.

In fact, he was not deliberately keeping it secret and unwilling to talk about what was going to happen in Colombia. He really didn't know.

The Beast Master does not have the exaggerated conceptual powers like the Behemoth Beast, not to mention that even the Behemoth Beasts are different. For example, there are not many Behemoth Beasts like the Time Beast that can observe what happened in the past and future by traveling through time and space.

The reason why he made this trip was very simple. He really felt from the bottom of his heart that Colombia was not a peaceful place.

Colombia is not Longmen. Longmen Governor Wei Yanwu has a special complex for Victoria. Due to this special origin, he will ensure Vina's secrecy and safety in Longmen because of his fear and speculation about Vina's identity, but this is not necessarily the case in Colombia.

He originally started out working for Victoria.

Not to mention, the President of Colombia is a really tricky character. He is neither a beast lord nor a giant beast. If one has to find someone who is similar to him, the only example that Gawain can cite is perhaps the "God of Lateran".

But the intelligence of Colombian President Marc Max is much stronger than that of the "God of Lateran".

Since Yelagund had a clear preference, he had no choice but to follow him on this trip.

"Who told me that I was destined to be a hard worker?"

Gao Wen chose a place to lie down in the corridor, hid his figure, and slowly closed his eyes.

Ten minutes later, he was stepped on the tail by a passing operator.

30 minutes after leaving Kjerag, I started to miss Manjuin.

Chapter 177: Tracys: The Fire Demon is Worthy of My Welcome

Victoria, Londinium, Core City Palace.

The palace, which was once bustling with people and servants, is now deserted. Only a few gardeners who make a living are still working diligently and cautiously trimming the plants in the garden.

Tresis doesn't like fancy decorations, so the palace still maintains its appearance when its last owner was alive more than a decade ago, except that the flags of the Kazdel Military Council are hung in conspicuous places.

Sarkaz was not worried that this move would be misunderstood, because someone had asked Sarkaz specifically:

"You are flying your flag on Emperor Victoria's palace. Does this mean that you have occupied the capital of Victoria?"

The Sarkaz also gave a clear answer based on this: "The Victoria City Council voluntarily rented the palace to the Sarkaz as a temporary residence for the Military Committee to assist in maintaining public order in Londinium."

If this was in a chat group, the Victoria City Council would have sent out the classic "laughing penguin" emoticon at this moment.

But the situation is stronger than people. At this moment, the Victoria City Council can only nod madly and say: Yes, yes, yes, I volunteer.

This also shows the methods of the Sarkaz. Thousands of years of war have not only forged the Sarkaz's deep hatred, but also made them learn the methods of the Terra countries.

Using the most civilized means to do the most violent things, although everyone knows it, no one can speak up to criticize it. This is the current rule of this land.

"As we lament the present times, Your Highness, please do not ignore where we came from."

The Pardoner stood in front of Tracys, the dead branch sword in his hand emitting a faint milky white light.

That is the spell of the Pardoner, similar to the spell passed down by the Demon Lord Black Crown, a spell that can touch the soul.

This is also one of the results of their interpretation of the Black Crown over thousands of years.

Leaning on the cold iron seat, Tracys opened his eyes with heavy dark circles under them, and glanced at the Pardoner with undisguised disgust in his eyes. He urged coldly:

"If there is anything, report it directly."

The implicit meaning of this sentence is, if you have nothing to do, then get out of here and don't get in my way.

But the pardoner pretended not to hear anything.

The pardoner with the dragon-like appearance smiled at Tresis, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Your Highness, I do have good news and bad news to tell you. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Bad." Tracy answered neatly, not even giving the Pardoner a chance to create suspense.

The Sarkaz are used to hearing bad news.

Even if the Pardoner told him now that the Dukes' fleet was already a hundred miles outside the city of Londinium, he would not be afraid at all.

Of course, that was impossible, as the secret envoy sent by the Duke of Caster a few days ago had confirmed.

Ridiculous Victorians, the Sarkaz had already raised the knife in front of them, and they thought they could point the knife at someone else.

There are so many Sarkaz knives that every duke can wholesale several of them.

"Well, Your Highness, you have no sense of humor at all." The Pardoner shrugged. "There were some minor accidents in the progress of Her Highness Theresa's resurrection. The dead souls had some disagreements."

"What do you mean?" Tracy frowned. "Didn't you say that resurrecting Theresa was a necessary condition set by the dead soul?"

Theresis's eyes gradually became dangerous, and even the Pardoner felt a great sense of crisis at this moment.

He quickly explained:

"I'm not lying to you, Regent. Resurrecting Theresa is indeed one of the necessary conditions for the Dead Souls to reach a cooperation with you to build an airship. The riot of the Dead Souls this time comes from other reasons! If you don't believe me, you can go to the factory in person and question the Dead Souls!"

Tresis took a deep look at the Pardoner, and the murderous aura on his body subsided a little:

"I will."

"You really are going. I thought you would have some trust in me."

"For the Sarkaz, this word is a luxury." Tracy sneered, "The sister I want to resurrect may not even have the kind of "trust" you say in me."

If Theresa had, how could she listen to the slander of an undead monster whom she had only known for a few years and who had even destroyed Kazdel with her own hands, and put him, who grew up with her, trained with her, went through life and death with her, and became one of the Six Heroes of the Sarkaz, in such an embarrassing situation now?

Theresa had described those so-called ideals to him, and also told him frankly that she had used the power of the Demon King to spy on Kal'tsit's memory and made that decision.

But Tracy thought it was a joke, a joke that almost made people laugh to the point of vomiting.

Just because they used the power of the devil to watch a few doomsday movies, the six heroes were so scared! Did those things happen? You said it will happen in the future, do you have any evidence?

The Sarkaz will have a civil war tomorrow because of our differences! Countless Sarkaz will bleed dry again! What have you done to "let this land sleep peacefully?"

Or is it that the only people not included in this land are your compatriots?

So if she watched Columbia's new 4D doomsday movie, would she have to have a long talk with the director of that movie, become close friends with him, and fight the civil war again?

Why didn't she think about having more trust in her brother, and in the Sarkaz who had gone through thousands of years of hardships to get to where they are today? And why didn't she think about having more trust in the Sarkaz who had all their eyes on them, hoping that this pair of heroic siblings could turn Kazdel into a home?

When she shouted for peace, but led all the Sarkaz to abandon their blood feud and bow down to their enemies!

Let's not talk about trust between Sarkaz. It's quite funny.

After successfully ending the civil war in Kazdel, Tracys returned to his now scorched hometown. There he heard a song circulating among the Sarkaz.

"Oh, our great demon king, our merciful demon king."

"We praise our beloved Demon King, Theresa~"

"Deformed children, disabled young people, please don't ask, please don't ask."

"What great achievements did our great demon king have?"

"She's dead! She's dead! She's dead!"

Theresis felt at the time that letting her rest in peace was the best consolation he could give Theresia.

At least, there are still many Theresa in the Sarkaz's memory, staying in the era of the Six Heroes.

"But now, I still pulled her up."