People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Everything will naturally become a secret.

"Stop!"

Theresis's action of drawing the sword obviously stimulated Saria. The seriously injured Vaifan wanted to move forward, but was forcibly stopped by Ernst with a look.

In Saria's current state, even if she rushed forward, she would not be able to deal with the person in front of her.

Theresis, Ernst recognized him at a glance.

Before the news of Londinium being "peacefully taken over" by the Sarkaz spread throughout Terra, Ernst, who had learned about this from the Duke of Windermere in advance, had already begun investigating the identities of the Sarkaz who had entered Londinium.

This is actually not a very difficult task. It is not difficult to find out the identity of Tresis. He is a Sarkaz who has been active on this land for hundreds of years. He is also the de facto leader of the entire Sarkaz tribe. He has left countless traces on the land. In modern society, the appearance of a leader is no longer a secret. You can find a lot of them by just searching on the Internet.

Even without considering this, after the Sarkaz occupied Londinium, even though the Grand Dukes tried their best to deny this fact and restricted the domestic media from reporting on it, there were still many foreign news media that reported on it at length. With just a casual search, Ernst could easily get information about Theresis from it.

The purpose of Tracy's coming here is actually not difficult to guess.

For the fire demon who has fallen to the ground and is sleeping.

To be honest, Ernst had no objection to Tracy taking the Fire Demon away. The man was not his anyway, and taking him away would be a loss for Rhine and Columbia. As long as the lives of the people present were not endangered, he didn't mind turning a blind eye.

Unfortunately, Tracy did not give him this opportunity.

Taking a deep breath and staying calm, Ernst smiled in a formal way, took a step forward, and spoke from a position slightly forward but out of reach of a sword:

"Wait a moment, sir. It would be rude to barge in and start a fight."

"If you are here for the Fire Demon over there, you can take him away as long as you don't hurt any innocent people."

Tracy paused slightly and looked up and down at Ernst in surprise.

He was not surprised by Ernst's words, but by Ernst's courage.

The stronger Vaifan was fine, but the first one who stood up and tried to negotiate was not the water elf, nor Durin, but a Filin?

As we all know, in this land, the Filin can be said to be the most widely distributed, the most numerous, but the weakest individual race. Being able to overcome fear and his own pressure and stand in front of him, this courage is worthy of praise.

pity.

"Want to negotiate?"

Tresis's eyes were cold, and he raised the sword in his hand.

"I am the butcher and you are the meat. Why do you think I am willing to negotiate with you?"

There was no sign, and Ernst was not given any room to continue speaking. The next second, Tracys's sword slashed down lightly, and the scarlet sword energy and strong wind chopped out unreasonably. The safe distance that Ernst had deliberately maintained seemed like a joke under the sword energy.

Vina and Levi's expressions changed, and they subconsciously wanted to push Ernst away. However, the gap in distance and time made it too late for them to act.

The next second, a bone-chilling breath exploded, and the air that had just been ignited by the fire demon quickly became cold again. The temperature dropped like a cliff, and at a speed beyond the laws of nature, everyone present felt what "ice and fire" meant.

The powerful cold air collided with the hot air, and the fog quickly filled the entire room. It turned into rain in a short time, but in less than a few seconds after falling to the ground, the rain turned into hail, falling on the tiles covered with ice chips and a layer of white frost.

Tracy couldn't help but frown, and a sense of crisis suddenly enveloped his heart. He jumped back suddenly, and almost by a hair's breadth, an icicle pierced out from under his body and almost pierced him through!

After adjusting his posture in the air and landing steadily on the ground, Tracys raised his head and his expression changed from cold to solemn. He stared at the place where Ernst had just stood, feeling the majestic power and will in the air, and his voice was filled with a bit of disbelief:

"how is this possible?"

"Behemoth?"

"Cough cough cough cough!"

A violent cough interrupted Tracy's astonishment, and such a scene was reflected in his scarlet pupils.

The fearless snow leopard was not cut in half by the sword energy as he had expected. He was still standing there unscathed, except for his silver hair being blown a little messy by the strong wind, and only some broken ice chips stuck to the corners of his clothes.

He looked calm, as if he had expected such a scene. Although he was still wary when he looked at Tracys, he was clearly confident. This confidence obviously came from the strange stone emitting dazzling blue light that was suspended in the air beside him.

In that, Tracy felt a breath of anger.

Like mountains and seas, overwhelming, the wrath comes from a majestic being that has existed since time immemorial.

In the uncivilized days of mortals, people called it "The Wrath of God".

Their eyes crossed in mid-air, and the snow leopard still had a polite smile on his face. But at this moment, that smile made Tracy feel extremely difficult.

I just came to take a fire demon away, and I didn't even want to cause trouble in Columbia. But I never thought that I would have to fight a giant beast spokesperson here.

His eyes changed slightly, and Tracy stood up straight, but did not swing the sword again.

Ernst breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had made preparations in advance. The so-called safe distance was never to guarantee that Teresis's sword would not hit him. Rather, it was to ensure that when this ruthless killer came to chop him, Ernst would have enough time to activate his summoning magic!

What we pursue in life is just one word: stability!

After calming his heartbeat, Ernst spoke again:

"So now, Mr. Unknown Sarkaz, can we negotiate?"

Chapter 198: I'm waiting for reinforcements, what are you waiting for?

In response to Ernst's question, the expression of a certain unknown Mr. Sarkaz softened slightly.

The appearance of the giant beast was beyond Tracy's expectations. If this unknown giant beast spokesperson really wanted to fight him here to the death, he would really find it extremely difficult.

It's not that he is so afraid of the power of the behemoth. As the peak of contemporary Sarkaz combat power, even if he faces the behemoth, Tracys believes that he will not be completely powerless. The more likely result is that the two sides will be deadlocked and fight to the edge of Terra until the avenue is wiped out. The only thing he needs to worry about is that if it really comes to that, he will most likely not be able to beat the bug-like existence of the behemoth.

And here, what Tracy could not accept the most was being forcibly dragged and staying for too long.

Colombia is a country with a lot of turmoil. If he kills some scientists quietly, perhaps no one will pursue the matter. But if the noise is too big and attracts the attention of some Colombian officials, then there will be big trouble.

His plan was to use the Shard to muddy the waters of Terra, so that Victoria, Columbia, and Letania would fight each other, giving the Sarkaz a more ample space to establish a nation. Instead of promoting another anti-demon alliance on his own, he also brought Columbia and Victoria, the father and son who had been at odds with each other, back to the same front.

Ernst's words undoubtedly gave him a way out, with an obvious intention to ease the situation. Regardless of whether he really didn't recognize him when he said "unknown Mr. Sarkaz" or he was pretending not to know him - Tresis was more inclined to the latter, a giant beast spokesperson, even if he didn't know him, the giant beast behind him had no reason not to tell him his identity - he gave Tresis a chance to back down.

Tresis finally put away the sword in his hand. He looked at Ernst with no more contempt than at the beginning, and replied in a slightly serious tone:

"I am here to take my people away. There is no reason for me to be an enemy of you and the giant beast."

You should have said no earlier. I didn't intend to stop you from the beginning.

Besides, you started the fight without saying a word, and now you're giving in after being scared by Yelagund. Aren't you a bit of a bully?

Ernst rolled his eyes in his heart, despising Tracy's shameful behavior of lying with his eyes open.

But no matter what, Ernst knew very well that getting Theresis to put away his sword was only the first step.

Tracys's strength should not be underestimated. Just like the fragments of the Fire Demon, the power that Yelagund cast here is just a piece of divine stone. It is not as powerful as it is at Kjerag's home court. If a fight really breaks out, it will not be good for him.

We must stabilize Tracys and take control of the negotiations into our own hands.

Ernst hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"This request is a bit unreasonable. For the success of the Flame Demon Project, Rhine Life and we have made countless efforts and invested a lot of money. Do you think you can just barge in and take away our final results with just one sentence?"

Results?

Tracy frowned, somewhat displeased with the word.

The Sarkaz were not anyone's creation. Ernst's words were undoubtedly the materialization of their lives.

But on second thought, Tracy suppressed his anger.

Although this sentence sounds annoying, Tracy has to admit that this is the most realistic situation and the most normal thought.

Because at this moment, the man standing in front of him was not just Filin, but the spokesperson of a giant beast. This kind of person had long transcended ordinary races and lives, and became a part of the immortal giant beast. In his eyes, let alone the Balrog who had just resurrected, even the Crown Prince Aslan standing next to him, the injured Vaifan, the Caprini who dared not speak and pretended to be transparent, and the little Durin whose eyes were darting around... Who was not a "chess piece"?

In the game of Terra, the behemoths and their representatives can undoubtedly be called chess players. Moreover, their qualifications are not obtained through extraordinary strategies, strong calculation ability, or huge power, but through unreasonable strength.

Ernst's willingness to talk to him in this way was more of a sign of respect than contempt, because only such an arrogant and disgusting attitude was in line with the identity of a giant beast.

This is how the giant beasts are in the eyes of the world. They regard mortals as ants, no matter what race you are, you are all ants.

Unknown to Theresis, Yelagund, who "regards other people as ants", is concerned about Ernst's health.

The knife that Tracys just used not only scared Vina and Levi, but also Yelagund.

Even through a small divine stone, Yelagund could feel the power of Teresis's knife. If Ernst had not kept a "safe distance", if He had not been paying attention to Ernst's actions today because of Gawain's warning, even if He was distracted for a moment, He might have been too late.

"Ernst, are you okay?"

Yelagund was so anxious that he even forgot to turn on the voice changing effect, and just spoke in his normal voice.

Ernst was slightly startled, subconsciously raised his head, looked at the divine stone in surprise, opened his mouth, and asked in disbelief:

"elegant--"

He was interrupted by Yelagund's flustered voice just as he was speaking:

"Look...it looks like everything is alright! I'm relieved then!"

"What did you want to say? Ya what?"

The voice was thick with magical tones. It was like the howling of the wind when it was panicked, and like thunder and lightning when it was asking questions.

Ernst opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally shook his head:

"Nothing. I'm fine, thanks for your help, Okamoto."

Yelagund carefully looked at Ernst's expression through the divine stone. After confirming that he had no abnormal reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he looked at Theresis with a bit more anger.

I was so scared, I thought I was going to be exposed!

It's your fault!

If Ernst knew that Lord Yelagund was actually Yaer, and had been doing nothing but secretly watching his live broadcast in Manzhuyuan, then his image as the diligent, tolerant and reliable Lord Yelagund would be completely destroyed!

In addition, I have told him seriously so many times before, just do it with confidence, Yelagund will bless you.

What a shameful feeling!

Unaware that he had been blamed for more crimes, Theresis pondered over Ernst's words and felt a little helpless for a moment.

According to Ernst, he obviously wanted to exchange his own interests, otherwise he would not agree to let him take the Balrog away.

But what does the Sarkaz have to offer that would interest the Behemoth Spokesperson?

I won't say much about vulgar money. After the Military Committee occupied Londinium, many Victorian nobles "voluntarily donated" a lot of that kind of thing, but Tracy himself looked down on that kind of thing. Except for the necessary amount for building the Shard and updating weapons and equipment, the rest of the money was spent generously, recruiting many Sarkaz mercenaries from all over the earth to come to Londinium.

Well, most of the mercenaries were recruited by him with money. No one really thought that the Military Committee could make so many Sarkaz mercenaries sacrifice their lives for the cause of the nation by just making a promise, right?

Everyone is essentially a living wage earner, Tracy just offers a higher salary - it's not his own money anyway.

He looked down upon the gold and silver treasures, let alone the behemoth agent.

But apart from those things, what else can the Sarkaz show off?

Technology? There's no way the Sarkaz can match Columbia.

Culture? There are only so many literate people under Tracys, and most of them are members of the Royal Court. It doesn't make sense to give away another Royal Court just to save a Balrog, and the Royal Court will not agree, right?

Or rather, a secret?

Apart from the Dead Souls airship and the Debris Building that guided the natural disaster, Tracys could not think of any secrets that the "behemoth" would be interested in. But both of them were his secret weapons and the key to his future plans, so he naturally could not tell Ernst and Rhine Life.

After counting, it seems that he has nothing to show for it except his skills. If his skills were so useful and could deter the giant beasts, he would have been able to roam Terra and be omnipotent, and would not have fallen into such a predicament.

Pursing his lips, Tracy was speechless for a moment.

This made Ernst stunned.

Tresis? General? Chairman? No, man, we are negotiating. Have you ever seen a person who negotiates without saying a word?

Did I not make my message clear enough? Now it's your turn to set the conditions for me to choose!

No way, could it be that the Sarkaz have nothing left to show for themselves? No way! You guys have conquered Londinium, so you should at least have some money, right?

Ernst doesn't believe that the Sarkaz army has such a high military discipline that they would not harm anyone wherever they go. Do you think you are the King of Rebellion?

King Chuang also killed scholars and officials and cooked King Fu. Although the latter was a rumor, the gold and silver treasures found in their homes were not false. If the Sarkaz had such a high level of awareness, how could Terra still be full of the Sarkaz's bad reputation?

After some thought, Ernst was certain of one thing.

Tracy was a stingy person, and although he pretended that the negotiations were just stalling for time, Tracy was somewhat too disrespectful to him.

Others have been offering some symbolic money to bribe them, but you are not even willing to test me as a cadre!

With some anger rising in his eyes, Ernst lowered his head silently and glanced at the pocket watch in his hand.

Tresis thought that this was Ernst reminding him of the time, so he gritted his teeth and was about to speak. But Ernst had already shaken his head: