People in Terra, governing a weird little country

A call interrupted Siwa's memories. The 30-something Filin strong man turned around and saw the relative he had taken refuge with.

The relative waved at him and asked:

"The construction site at Yinxin Lake is going to start recruiting workers today. Do you want to go?"

"Recruiting workers?" Shiva was stunned. "Don't they have that drone? That thing is so powerful that it only takes four of them to lift a stone that several young people can't lift. Even with this, they still need people?"

"What are you talking about?" The relative seemed to have seen through Siva's thoughts. He walked up to him and patted his shoulder jokingly. "Machines are always machines. How can they completely replace humans? Your idea is very strange."

"But......."

"But what but!" the relative said, "Mrs. Latatos of our Brantau family said that machines can never replace humans. At most, they can help us work, but can they also believe in the great god Yelagund on our behalf? How can you be so stupid as to compete for favor with a beast of burden?"

Only then did Siva realize.

Mrs. Latatos is right. Drones are just a group of flying beasts of burden. Can they help them believe in the great god Yelagund?

When it comes to building a statue for the great god Yelagund, the important thing is not what is used to build it, but who builds it. Even if a machine can help lay all the bricks and carve all the details, it is not as sincere as the Kjerag people themselves.

"I'll go, of course I'll go. You're going to get moldy staying at home all day, you should go out and find something to do!"

Shiva's mood suddenly improved a lot, and he was about to go out to Yinxin Lake.

As he walked, he thought: Those outsiders are not without merits.

Although they are not as pious as us Kjerag people, have no reverence, and are just like a group of undisciplined children, their technology, their tools, and their advanced machinery are indeed desirable.

No wonder Prime Minister Ernst wanted to open up Kjerag. Without these technologies, Kjerag would probably not be able to build a large statue for the great god Yelagund on the island in the middle of the lake in another ten years. And how long has it been since it was opened? They have begun an unprecedented feat.

In addition to the Tukarim that is being rebuilt, the Kjerag Railway Station, which has been basically completed and is so stunning that it leaves nothing to be said about it, and the trains that run several times faster than the fastest beast of burden and do not need to rest...

Shiva had a feeling that in the future of Kjerag, there would be more and more changes like this.

“The days are really becoming more and more different.”

To him, although those outsiders were not lovable, the great god Yelagunde had taught them to be tolerant and kind, so it did not seem difficult to be more tolerant of these guests who had helped him a lot.

The fact that there were more than one Kjerag people who thought like him meant that Ernst had achieved his goal.

However, what slightly surprised Ernst was that Siwa thought even more deeply.

At the recruitment office of the Holy Elephant Project on the center island of Silver Heart Lake, standing in the crowded line of Kjerag's fellow villagers who were shouting "no salary" but still wanted to help, Shiva thought:

"These foreigners think that building a statue for the great god Yelagunde is a project. Do they want to use money to desecrate our piety?"

"Tsk, what a bunch of people who don't know how to respect God and Kjerag. I don't know what the Perlochi family was thinking. They actually agreed to it?"

"Humph, if we Kjerag also had those high-end machines, we wouldn't need them!"

"I don't know if the school run by Prime Minister Ernst teaches these things. If not, I will send my son abroad to study... Yes, study abroad!"

"After completing my studies, Kjerag will have his own drone!"

Chapter 215: Rush forward, this is Windermere!

Kjerag, Shivaash Territory, Mansion.

The journey from Kjerag to Rutland is extremely long. The geographical distance between the two is almost across the entire Victoria. If you want to take a detour, the journey will take at least a month.

If you want to take the Victoria Pass, it might not be too difficult to go back half a century. At that time, Victoria still had a legitimate government in Londinium, and the passes issued by it were still somewhat useful to the various princes. But now, the times have changed. To cross Victoria, it means getting the passes of the four Grand Dukes of Castor, Wellington, Windermere, and Godottin at the same time, and these four Grand Dukes basically represent the four most powerful forces in Victoria.

The usurper faction led by the Duke of Caster, the Tara independence faction led by the Duke of Wellington, the ducal autonomy faction led by the Duke of Windermere, and the neutral wavering faction led by the Duke of Godottin.

It's not like any of these four factions are willing to submit to the other. At least among them, the Duke of Caster and the Duke of Windermere are incompatible. The Duke of Wellington and the Duke of Godotdin are two unrelated extremes. One is equal and looks down on everyone. He wants to beat everyone and then become independent. The other is equal and doesn't want to offend anyone. He acts like a grandson to everyone he meets, but he won't stand for anyone if he really wants to take sides.

Therefore, getting passes to four duchies at the same time is almost impossible in today's Victoria.

"Hey, here's a pass for you to see."

Looking at Ernst opening the mail sent from the Duke of Castle with a relaxed look on his face and taking out a luxurious pass with gilded edges, Dai Finn pursed his lips with mixed feelings.

She lowered her head and touched the simple pass in her bag with a guilty conscience. It only had one line of words and a seal on it. Suddenly, she felt inexplicably guilty.

The Duke of Windermere is indeed not as rich as the Duke of Castor, but to be honest, a mere pass does not cost much money. If the Duke of Windermere wants, he can make a version that is ten times more luxurious than the Duke of Castor's.

But neither she nor her mother had ever thought about this. So when Ernst suddenly asked for an entry permit, her mother just got up from the bed, wrote a copy on the paper in the drawer, stamped it, and sent it back to Daphne.

I should have asked my father for his opinion. If it were him, he would have expected that the hateful Duke of Caister might play such a trick on such a trivial matter!

But now, it was definitely too late to send a letter to his mother to remake a certificate that looked better than the Duke of Caster's. Dafen could only bow his head unwillingly and admit that he had lost a little to the Duke of Caster in this small competition.

She took a deep breath and said seriously to Ernst, who was looking at the handwritten letter from the Duke of Kaster that was attached to the letter:

"Don't be brainwashed by the Duke of Caister's sugar-coated bullets, Ernst! We Windermere are your good partners!"

Ernst: “?”

After a slight pause, he looked at the contents of the letter in his hand and laughed.

[The Duke of Windermere may have some complaints about my granting you a pass, but don't worry about their opinions. It's normal for a petty warrior to not understand the balance between the nobles' aesthetics and politics. If you need help, you can always write to me - your grandmother, Caister.]

Not to mention the weird and flattering claim of "your grandmother", the Duke of Caster actually knows the temperament of the Duke of Windermere and his family thoroughly, and he even anticipated such a small reaction?

However, she really did not hide her thoughts at all, and in this letter, she sowed discord three times. First, she said that the Duke of Windermere was petty, then she said that the Duke of Windermere did not understand politics and aesthetics and might pose a threat to her, and finally she simply said that she could provide a "backer".

Fortunately, when Ernst was reading the letter, Dai Finn didn't come over, otherwise he would have been able to sweep up the scraps of paper in the room.

However, even if there is some truth in everything the Duke of Castle said, it is still a bit naive to want Ernst to cut off contact with the Duke of Windermere.

No matter how many times you say it, no matter how eloquently and brilliantly you speak, Duke Kaster will never understand one thing - the real killer skill is sincerity.

Ampherice Windermere is the Grand Duke of Victoria and a powerful military aristocrat. She is willing to place her only heir, Delphine Windermere, next to Ernst. She is not worried that Ernst will threaten Delphine's life, or that Ernst will use Delphine to threaten her. She is not worried that Delphine will be led astray and grow up strange by following Ernst. She is not worried that Ernst will do the "rich woman is hungry" thing and become the next Kent man to marry into the Duke of Windermere's family. Just because of these four concerns, the Duke of Windermere has already won far over the Duke of Caster.

Delphine was unhappy, and Ernst was even willing to comfort her.

He reached out and threw the Duke of Caister's handwritten letter into the fireplace in front of Daphne. He then walked forward and gently ruffled Daphne's smooth short hair.

"It's alright. That's nothing. The Duke of Caister is just a distant relative who is so far away that I don't know where, but the Duke of Windermere is a friend of mine."

“A distant relative is not as good as a close friend.”

Dai Feien raised her head and stared into Ernst's eyes. After a while, she finally turned her face away and said with a slightly red face and a bit of stubbornness:

"That's not what I meant."

You don't mean anything?

Ernst remained silent, and did not expose Daphne's thoughts. Instead, he skillfully changed the subject and said:

"By the way, Daphne, you just said you came to see me for something, what is it?"

The matter of sending you the passing documents.

Dai Feien thought to himself, and suddenly he had a bold idea.

She did not take out the letter from Amphillis, which only had the seal and no other part of it could be seen as a customs document. Instead, she straightened her back and said:

"I'm here to give you your pass."

Ernst nodded and waited for a while. The smile on his face became a little stiff. He didn't see Dai Finn looking back, so he asked awkwardly:

"Hmm? Where's the proof? Give it to me, please?"

"It's in front of you, isn't it?"

Daphne smiled mischievously and turned around.

"Can't you see?"

Ernst: “?”

The question marks that popped up in his head in recent months were not as many as those that Dafen raised in ten minutes today.

Seeing Ernst stunned, Dai Feien nodded with satisfaction and explained:

"Mother...when discussing official business, we should refer to our positions, right? The Duke has appointed me to go to Lateran with you this time. Why do you think that is?"

I thought it was a rare opportunity for you to go on a trip at public expense.

Ernst said in his heart.

He was not kidding. Because of Daphne's sensitive identity as the daughter of Grand Duke Victoria, she might not be able to enter the city casually under normal circumstances. If something happened to her, her mother might shoot a high-speed battleship into her face.

But now that Delphine had said this, he quickly realized that Duke Ampherice Windermere actually had plans for Delphine's "trip".

Daphne told the truth:

"My Lord the Duke asked me to accompany you on this trip. In addition to helping you, he also wanted me to do something."

"Is it about Londinium?" Ernst asked.

Daphne nodded.

Ernst understood and shut up. This matter was related to the internal affairs of the family, and since Dai Feien did not take the initiative to tell him, he did not ask any more questions.

If help was really needed, the Duke of Windermere would have asked Daphne to ask him directly, just like the last time when the Duke had a plan to jointly march into Londinium.

He thanked them in advance: "There is indeed nothing more convincing than you accompanying me, Dafen."

This sentence refers to the fact that Delphine was ordered by the Duke of Windermere to help support her trip to Rutland, and also refers to what Delphine said, that she is the best "Duke of Windermere's pass".

His little trick worked. Dai Finn suppressed his inner joy and nodded calmly.

This narrative trick was something she had learned from the conversations and teachings of Ernst, Weina, and Holhayya over the past period of time.

The Duke of Windermere's mission was true, the delivery of the certificate was true, the support was true, and as the heir to the title of Duke of Windermere, she had unimpeded access within the Duchy, which was also true.

There was nothing false in this conversation, except that "the document was on paper", which was not told to Ernst.

But just because I didn’t tell you, doesn’t mean it’s fake, right?

Mom, I learned it!

If I can study with Ernst for a few more years, I will become even better than my dad!

Daphne thought proudly.

Unfortunately, perhaps because she spent less time with the Duke of Windermere, she learned Ernst's methods, and she obviously did not learn the essence of Windermere-style communication.

If the Duke of Windermere and the Duke of Kent were here, they would definitely say in frustration: "Go ahead! You are learning in a haphazard way, how can it be faster than having him teach you directly?"

"Let him teach directly. If he doesn't want to, give him money and slap him in the face. If he still doesn't want to, tie him up... cough cough cough, please go back to the Duke of Windermere, beat him to his knees, and become a tutor. If you still don't want to, learn from your father!"

"As for how your father did it, is there any need to ask?"

"Go for it! This is Windermere!"

PS: The Duke of Windermere is really reckless. The more I watch, the more I feel that the whole family is reckless. Kent proposed to the Duke of Windermere by rushing into the headquarters to confess his love. The Duke of Windermere drove his flagship away from the warships and rushed into the center of the battlefield to save his daughter. Even Delphine is in the same vein. He rushed into Londinium to find clues about his father's death. He rushed into the streets to fight with the remnants of the Glasgow gang. In the end, he rushed out all the way to be rescued. It is a family tradition.

Chapter 216: Daphne's Experiences in Karaton

Victoria, Dukedom of Godottin, Caraton City.

After dealing with the two most difficult grand dukes, the Duke of Caster and the Duke of Windermere, the remaining Duke of Wellington and the Duke of Godottin were even easier for Ernst.

"In view of your uncooperative attitude, Duke Wellington has handed over all communication activities with Kjerag to Lady Abrana. In other words, he is just a figurehead here now. For trivial matters such as the pass, you can just ask me directly."

This was the statement given by Ahmonie. As for the specific situation, whether the Duke of Wellington really just let go and became a hands-off manager, and what exactly was the identity of Miss Ablana that made the Duke of Wellington willing to give her power, these were not issues that Ernst needed to consider.

Anyway, he had already obtained the certificate, so he didn't want to get too involved in these issues involving the internal struggle of the Grand Duke. Trouble was still one aspect. If he was not careful, he might fall into the trap set by the Duke of Wellington. That old bitch openly gave Ernst "three plans" and asked Ernst to use the lives and future of the Kjerag people to help him with kbxj. Ernst never forgot his face.

If the Duke of Wellington could be dealt with, then the Duke of Godottin would be even easier.

Ernst wrote a letter on behalf of the Kjerag government, and within a few days he received a reply from Duke Godottin.

The other party's kind tone, warm attitude and considerate courtesy in the letter even made Ernst feel that he was not dealing with a famous Grand Duke of Victoria, but a Victorian businessman who had a request for him.

Obviously, it is Ernst who should ask for help.

Duke Godotin also sent a letter with his seal, which allowed him to move freely in the territories of the Dukedom of Godotin and its subordinate nobles. And that's not all. In the letter, Duke Godotin even stated that he hoped to cooperate with Ernst in business.

"Shelagh's Kalan Trade now has branches in the territories of the Duke of Caister, the Duke of Windermere, and the Duke of Wellington. I have been looking forward to your visit to the Dukedom of Godotdin. I am really looking forward to it. Now that there is an opportunity, the document of passage attached to this letter can also be used as a trade certificate in the future. I, the Duke of Godotdin, am waiting for the Kalan Trade representative to arrive at my house to discuss matters related to business cooperation."

It is hard to imagine that this is a Grand Duke whose strength can rank in the top four in the Victorian Grand Duke Ranking.

Ernst had always been wary of these unknown good intentions, not to mention that Duke Godoting was obviously trying to hide his weakness. If Ernst didn't have the friendship with the other three dukes, he would have no doubt that this Grand Duke would be the most difficult one to deal with.

But no matter what, the issue of the pass was successfully resolved, and Ernst's journey also arrived at Caraton, an industrial town under the jurisdiction of the Dukedom of Godottin.

Duke Godottin is an extremely resourceful duke. To some extent, his sensitivity in dealing with the changes of the times is even stronger than that of Duke Caster, who is recognized as the most powerful duke today.

The famous skirmish leader Kereku once said: "If you don't leave power, power will leave you."

The turmoil and weakening of Victoria's dukedom could no longer be concealed, and independence movements in various places never stopped. At the crossroads of this era, there was the Duke of Windermere, who used military means to suppress all opposition forces in the country, the Duke of Wellington, who followed the trend and directly began to promote Tara culture and prepare to establish an independent country, and the Duke of Castor, who used the ancient ties of blood and interests to bind everyone and maintain the traditional aristocratic rule.