People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"With the abundant resources brought by the believers, Lateran has basically achieved the goal of ensuring that there will be no poor people in the holy city unless they are willing."

"Although Sakota dislikes and even hates the Sarkaz, the existence of the triple protection of the Notary Office, the Garrison, and the Papal Palace Guards ensures that very few Sarkaz can successfully sneak into Lateran City. The object of hatred does not exist in this small city, so there is naturally no point in talking about hatred."

"As for discrimination, the Sakota never discriminates against any legal resident of Lateran, nor does it discriminate against each other. The law requires us to love each other, unite, and help each other."

"Continue."

As if some key words were triggered, at the same moment when Evangelista XI uttered these two words, the same words were displayed on the screen of [Law].

There is no redundant description like "friendship, unity" like mentioned by Evangelist XI before, only two dry but meaningful words "continue".

But Evangelista XI had already been enlightened. He bowed deeply and reverently towards the "Law" in front of him, then stood up and performed a Lateran prayer.

The law only requires them to continue to exist. The rest are actually various interpretations that successive popes have continuously enriched based on this bottom line.

Just like the original moral bottom line of mankind is only one - not to kill each other, if one only requires himself to follow this bottom line and always flaunts it, then this person must be an undoubted scum. Among a thousand such people, some may be innocent if they are caught and shot, but if one is shot for every other person, there will definitely be some that slip through the net.

That is why human beings continue to add layers to morality, erect high-rise buildings and archways, and constantly modify them as time passes and situations change.

For Evangelista XI, it is his responsibility to maintain the survival of the Lateran and ensure that the "false laws" that have been "fabricated" are respected as much as the real laws.

It doesn't matter whether it's hypocritical or not.

Even though the Lateran is a paradise with only one city and cannot be spread to the whole earth, and is a false temple, the people living here are not fake, and no one can destroy this place on the grounds of "you live better than me, you deserve to die"! If someone wants to do this, it is the Pope's duty to "stop him" or even "kill him".

However, the law is not immutable and sometimes needs to be flexible.

The situation on earth has become increasingly tense. Colombia and Letania have already started a proxy war in Bolivar. Ursus is in turmoil and reforms are difficult. The twin queens of Letania have not been able to get rid of the shadow of the remnants of the Witch King. Although it may not be able to shake the foundation, it is still troublesome.

What really prompted Evangelista XI to make changes was Victoria's incident.

The most powerful empire on earth had become increasingly deformed over the past few decades. The overly large and bloated "hands and feet" united to rebel and cut off their own "brains", and the peace between the dukes did not last long due to the death of the emperor.

How rushed is this time?

Since Evangelista XI succeeded the name of Saint Evangelista, he has been promoting the messengers of all nations to the countries of the earth, hoping to use Lateran, a "permanently neutral country", as a bridge to provide a place for the countries of the earth to communicate, exchange and resolve conflicts.

But before the messengers he sent out from all over the world could take root in various places, the bad news had already arrived.

The Sarkaz captured Londinium.

This is actually an open secret that everyone knows. Not to mention the upper class, even the ordinary people in Victoria who are a little smart can figure it out. It's just that the upper class doesn't want to talk about it, and the lower class can't talk about it.

When Evangelista XI learned the news, he was almost struck by lightning!

The fact that the Sarkaz were able to occupy Victoria's capital, does this prove that the Sarkaz have become powerful again, or does it mean that Victoria has now completely declined?

No matter which one it is, it doesn't seem to be a good thing for Rutland.

Instead of thinking about whether or not to start embroidering the Sarkaz flag now and preparing food and drink to welcome the royal court back to Lateran, Evangelista XI wanted to wait and see, struggle, and try to see if he could turn the situation around.

Because of the division in Victoria, he sent a messenger from all nations to each Grand Duke of Victoria. He wanted to try to see if the Grand Dukes could give Lateran some face and get together to talk, resolve the conflicts, unify the front, and expel the Sarkaz from Londinium first.

But words are not enough. If just a few words can make the Grand Dukes move to the banquet, then the ideal city of Lateran will have a bit of the flavor of the Fallen Empire. The fact is that for the messengers from all countries sent to various duchies, their situation is no different from the bet made by Mostima - drinking tea, playing cards, watching dramas, opening dessert shops, doing everything except working.

It's not that I don't work, it's just that I can't see the Grand Duke at all. Because the Grand Duke doesn't care about the little messenger from Lateran. Everyone is very busy. If you want to see me, if I'm in a good mood, I'll give you some money, just as incense money, praying to God for good luck. If I'm not in a good mood, who are you, little Karami? Go and play somewhere else.

Therefore, Evangelista XI's plan failed before it even began.

However, perhaps it was God's will that those who work hard will not be disappointed. Just when Evangelista XI was in a state of "fainting from the dog duke", the messenger from all nations from the Dukedom of Windermere suddenly reported an important news to him!

[Prime Minister Kjerag - Ernst Shivaash is deeply loved by the Duke and Duchess of Windermere. His messengers can freely enter the Duke's Mansion and the headquarters without reporting, and can even directly enter the Duke and Duchess' bedroom! ]

Evangelista XI was greatly shocked and immediately wrote a letter asking the messenger of all nations to explain in detail.

Then the Universal Courier delivered the relevant identity information of Courier Ernst. You know what, it was quite detailed, including identity, gender, and even some personal experience - from the year he was born to his current age.

Evangelista XI even knew that the messenger's name was Delphin Windermere.

It seems you are kidding me, isn't that the Duke of Windermere's daughter?

Feeling that he was fooled, Evangelista XI was about to transfer the messenger back to the next month...never mind, a one-week dessert ban. But he received a report from the messenger from the Dukedom of Kaster.

Surprisingly, the content is similar to the information sent by the messenger from the Duke of Windermere!

[Prime Minister Kjerag——Ernst Shivaash can speak in front of Duke Caister! ]

Next came the report from the Duke of Wellington.

[Prime Minister Kjerag's messenger, Ernst Shivaash, was granted permission to board the Gastril high-speed battleship and tour the territory with the Duke of Wellington.]

One person might be fooling around, but two people must be paid more attention to. If the three Grand Dukes of Victoria made the same statement, it could almost be regarded as the national policy of the country of Victoria for a long time to come.

And the three grand dukes who named Ernst Shivaash are also the three grand dukes with the highest gold content in Victoria!

Evangelista XI is not a fool. If he still cannot respond accordingly at this point, then his political sensitivity is a little too extreme!

After returning to his office on the ground floor of the Pope's Hall, he called the musketeer on duty and asked:

"Is there any messenger of all nations free recently?"

The musketeer nodded, then shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Evangelista XI was a little confused.

The cavalry explained: "There are no more professional messengers from all nations, but the non-staff messengers happen to be free."

Evangelista XI suddenly realized: "You mean Mostima?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Evangelista XI couldn't help but pick up a small snack on the table and put it into his mouth. The sweet taste made his thinking clearer.

After a moment, he nodded:

"Mastema is fine too. Tell her to be as friendly as possible."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The musketeer nodded and left the office.

PS: I found Ernst's head portrait drawn by the four-day suitcase lady on B station. Ah, so handsome, more handsome than I thought.

I asked the B station UP host, Mrs. Four Days Travel Box, to make an appointment for a head portrait of Ernst Shivaash. Mrs.'s painting style is really great, and the feeling of the painting is better than I imagined. It's so handsome that I was energetic most of the night. Great!

Everyone take a look, if the response is good, I will arrange another half-body meeting in the future, he is really handsome!

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 212: Flame Demon: No matter what, the mouth is hard

Kjerag, Tukarim, construction site.

Safar was in a good mood.

After suffering a humiliating defeat in Columbia, he thought that he would be beaten to his knees by the terrifying Vaifan Great Jilao like his predecessors, and taken back to become a pitiful slave that would make anyone sad and cry.

During the days when he was imprisoned opposite Saria's office, he had even prepared himself mentally. If the terrifying Columbia Superman really wanted to do something unspeakable to him, he would commit suicide on the spot, and to preserve his reputation as the "Last Fire Demon", he would never give Saria any chance to manipulate him!

But Saria remained silent for several days. Not only did she remain silent, but most people in Rhine and other places remained silent. During this short period of detention, the only person who came to visit her was not Levi and Parvis, two acquaintances, nor the rescued little girl named Ifrit, or even the feathered serpent Holhaiya that she had been bragging about for a long time and was always afraid of, but an elf named Muerseth.

And the reason why Muerseth found him was not to use his water incarnation, Ji Tousi, to give the weak and helpless Fire Demon the ultimate insult, but to ask him some inexplicable questions.

"Do you know who I am?"

"You know elves, but have you ever seen other water elves besides me?"

"In your opinion, where else could a group of water elves appear?"

Safar didn't understand why she asked this. Don't you know the answers to these questions yourself? Why are you asking me?

The elves are the darlings of the beasts, the "offspring" of the beasts, more noble than the gods, and the life forms that have inherited the power of the beasts. The Fire Demon still remembers that in the army that conquered Kazdel, the big man who fought with the Lord of the Fire Demon Court until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim was a water elf.

That battle was truly a battle of burning mountains and boiling seas, beyond the scope of his limited language ability to describe. The two supreme beings were incompatible, fighting to the edge of the universe, and even the earth turned into lava and ocean.

However, that is a story that has been consigned to history. Where can we find any trace of the great achievements of the past in the world today?

Things are people and not everything.

This kind of artistic sigh rising from the heart of the Sarkaz and uttered from the mouth of the Sarkaz does seem a bit out of place in this era. But Safar is a Sarkaz of the older generation after all, and he is still cultured.

After thousands or tens of thousands of years, no matter how great the hatred is, it will gradually fade after experiencing life and death. Especially since Safar had just been beaten by Saria, he now somewhat understood Muirseth's distress.

"Elf, have you also lost your heritage?"

Looking at Muirseth's face that was mixed with sadness and expectation, Safar did not answer, but suddenly laughed. On the armor burning with blazing flames, the mask flickered, and two lava-like tear marks appeared.

“Hahahahahaha, what an embarrassed expression you have, elf! What you did to the Sarkaz back then has finally come back to haunt your offspring. The offspring of a giant beast, the darling of nature, is nothing more than this!”

Muerseth was slightly startled, then pouted in annoyance, and couldn't help but retort:

"I didn't do what you said. I never did anything to the Sarkaz. Nastie and I are still good friends!"

The Balrog's laughter slowly died down, and his lava-like tears left no trace on the armor that Yelagund had enchanted himself. His cold voice was completely unlike that of the Sarkaz who had just exploded with emotion:

"Yes, that's why you can still stand in front of me. Otherwise, my flames would have evaporated your puddle the moment you stepped through that door!"

He issued an order to expel the guest without mercy:

"Don't show up in front of me again, you ignorant kid! How would I know anything about your tribe?"

Muirseth pouted and glared at him, then his body exploded and turned into a pool of water.

Watching Muerseth dissipate this water clone, the iron body of the Fire Demon stood there, saying nothing.

Soon afterwards, he was taken away by Ernst and brought to Kjerag.

Does he really not know anything about water elves?

Actually, I know.

As the saying goes, the one who knows you best is not necessarily your friend, but more likely your enemy. In order to deal with the water elves, who are naturally unacceptable to the Flame Demons, the Flame Demon King's Court has of course conducted a detailed investigation of the water elf population.

Safar could even confidently say that even the water elf Muerseth himself might not know her ethnic ecology better than he did. He must have the information she needed.

But he would not say it, even though he realized from the moment Muerseth stepped through the door that this young elf could be of great help to him - a person who could privately meet with the Sarkaz prisoner who almost caused serious harm to Rhine's life under the nose of Saria must have a very special identity and status.

But for the Sarkaz, for the loyal Balrog, there are things more important than profit.

Compared to a happy ending for everyone, he prefers to make everyone unhappy. Just like the Sarkaz were cut off from retreat by a sudden blow, and the culture of the Fire Demon King's Court and the Sarkaz has been lost today, he wants to let Muerseth and the elves have a taste of this.

The feeling of not being able to find roots.

Now that he has transformed into a mecha man, he is already a rootless person. The Sarkaz living on this land have all been artificially rooted by the ancestors of the Terrans! This hatred cannot be resolved by just two words from Muerseth.

A grudge that has lasted for a hundred generations can still be avenged!

Not taking immediate action against Muirseth was the limit of his rationality.

After all, Saria's fists are really big, and it really hurts when she hits people.

However, Safar did not feel that he would gain nothing by throwing himself into the cesspool of Terra again.

At least, he discovered that there was a clean spot in this cesspool.

The Tin Man was right in his prediction. The land of Kjerag was indeed the best destination for the revived Balrog. This place was isolated from the outside world. Most of the people were simple-minded and had simple hobbies. Their only belief was a giant beast that loved the "God's Game" - Yelagund. There were no God's people among them. Most of them were descendants of the ancestors. They had no power and would not pose any threat.

Most importantly, this is one of the few places on earth that has no prejudice against the Sarkaz.

"Kjerag was established after I woke up, and people flocked to it and lived under my protection. They have never participated in any war against anyone."

A dignified and majestic voice sounded in the ears of the Fire Demon. Safar knew that it was the giant beast that called itself "Yeragund" talking to him.

He responded:

"In terms of the time scale of the behemoths, you are the youngest I have ever seen. The history of the Tikaz is as long as that of this land. Therefore, it is not impossible that the people you said have never participated in any war have participated in the invasion of the Sarkaz."

"So? According to what you said, the entire land is full of enemies of the Sarkaz. Are you planning to kill them all?"

Yelagund's voice became much colder, and Safar even felt that the raging fire burning in his armored body was in danger of being frozen.

Realizing that his tough talk had somewhat annoyed the beast, Safar added:

"But it is not entirely possible to prove that they were involved."

In the era when Kazdel was equal to the earth, Tikaz enslaved everything. No matter how strong and appealing the rebellious gods were, they could not achieve the point where everyone in the world would rebel with just one roar.

There were also people who were afraid of the brutality of the blood demon, the cruelty of the banshee, the cunning of the lich... the might of the major royal courts and the demon kings, and therefore did not dare to raise the banner of rebellion. Even the fire demon Safar could not list these people as enemies.

Just like the villagers who fled to Wuling Peach Blossom Spring with their families because of the brutality of the Qin Dynasty, they did not rebel, so could the Qin Emperor call them traitors? They did not rise up, so could the Han Emperor call them running dogs?