People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Ernst Shivaash. I didn't expect to meet you in this way. Will you be the one who can save Terra from the demon crisis?

No, it was too early to say that. The outcome she predicted had not changed, and she had not yet come into contact with Ernst. It would be too arbitrary to make any hasty conclusions.

Elki withdrew his thoughts, looked at the Sarkaz girl in front of him, and said softly:

"Typhon, I'm counting on you this time too."

Typhon's face flushed a little, and it was unclear whether it was because of the cold or because she was shy. She turned her head away, but still did not complain about Elki calling her back just for such a small matter. She just pouted helplessly:

"When have you never troubled me?"

Elki smiled slightly and said, "After delivering the letter, please make one more trip."

Typhon nodded, "No problem. Where to?"

"Take Ectilnil's reply and my letter and go to Kjerag together."

"Thank you for what?"

"Shelagh."

Typhon was stunned.

Kjerag? Where is he? Who is older than Sami?

Chapter 2 The Most Special Visitor ()

At almost the same time as Sami, the Iberian Inquisition, located in the southern part of Terra, also received an invitation from Kjerag.

When Saint Carmen saw the content of the invitation, his first reaction was, "Is Ernst here to cause trouble?"

Who in this land doesn't know what Iberia is like now? Ever since the Great Silence, Iberia, once the first generation of Terra hegemony, punching Gaul and kicking Leithania, has been turned into a paraplegic. There is a cultural gap, technology is regressing, the population is sharply reduced, cults are rampant on the coastline, and the coastline is surrounded by seas. Even in Gaul, after the country was destroyed, their capital Lingones was only torn into several pieces. If you really want to put them together, you can still put a corpse together, but Iberia's port city, you can't even salvage it!

In this situation, the Inquisition formed by Carmen had to train the Punishment Army to guard against Hai Si, while arranging the Grand Inquisitor to patrol the cities to prevent the short-sighted Deep Sea Cultists from trying to summon their biological father, Hai Si, ashore again.

Not to mention, those Agor Islanders lurking in various cities of Iberia, as the "culprits of the Great Silence" who were politically convicted, their political status in Iberia is basically equivalent to that of the Sarkaz laborers in the black mines of the Ursus Empire. They are a model of people who have a lot of negative buffs and can be killed by anyone. It can be said that the judges of the Inquisition are mostly investigating the conspiracy of the Deep Sea Church, and most of the time they are hunting down the Agor people lurking everywhere, and the two are almost not in conflict - almost all the Agor Islanders are involved with the Deep Sea Church, this is not a joke.

Of course, this does not mean that all Agor people are bad people. After all, it is unreasonable to arbitrarily judge the good and evil of a race. There are always exceptions to everything.

But the problem is that Carmen and the Grand Court he leads no longer have the energy to do an "investigation". Anyway, if ten out of ten Agors are executed, there may be innocent ones, but nine out of ten will definitely be fish that slip through the net. Instead of investigating the background of each one and getting themselves exhausted, it is better to arrest them all and send them to the basement of the court to take a look at Hai Si who is locked up. Those who react and resonate are traitors, and they will be sent to the sky one by one with cannons! Those who don't react and resonate are normal people, and they will be expelled without a single one left!

You see, this saves a lot of trouble?

It does save trouble, but it also indirectly illustrates a problem - Iberia is really going to be doomed now.

When a country is forced to maintain its fragile ruling order in a way that is no different from white terror, the countdown to its demise begins.

Iberia is now a country without culture, technology, and a basically ruined financial situation. The central government has very little control over the local governments, and it is riddled with internal conflicts. However, the external pressure it bears is still many times that of Victoria.

But we can't say that Iberia has no advantages at all. To put it humorously, the Great Silence did not bring any benefits to Iberia. Although it almost completely destroyed everything in Iberia's past, it also destroyed all the old debts left by Golden Iberia, right?

Because the Great Silence was so ferocious and shocked the entire Terra, all the bad reputation that Iberia had left on Terra during the Golden Age was basically wiped out with this disaster.

Leitania, which had been hammered across half the map by Iberia's fleet, had no intention of causing trouble for it. Victoria, who was known as Terra's troublemaker, felt that Iberia's shit was too smelly and could not be stirred up. Even Ursus, a country that would beat itself when it went crazy, beat anyone it caught during its great expansion period. Even Lateran could not escape Ursus's iron fist. But Iberia was the only one that did not even have the qualifications to make a mention in the process of a certain patriot captain naming his defeated generals and ordering grass.

It’s not that Iberia can’t be defeated, but Greater Tranquility is indeed a bit difficult to deal with.

Ursus is also afraid, who wouldn't be scared? If you get involved in Iberia, you will be sick even if you are not sick, and you will be numb if you go there!

But Iberia already has hemiplegia on the left side and epilepsy on the right side, and is brain dead with some nervous convulsions. Yet, these unscrupulous Kjerag people still invite him to participate in an exposition that "showcases your country's strong national strength, rich culture, and advanced technology"?

Who are you cursing in secret?

Carmen threw the letter into the trash can at that time. Don’t ask me. If you ask, I will tell you there is absolutely no such thing!

What kind of small country is Kjerag that popped up out of nowhere? How dare it hold an international exposition when its name is unknown?

If the letter was sent from Victoria or Colombia, then Carmen would probably have gone, because Victoria and Colombia now have strong appeal on the land of Terra. One is in the core circle, the leader of the old world, and the hegemony of Terra; the other is outside the core circle, the pioneer in opening up the new world, and does not get along well with Victoria. He has considerable prestige among the countries and forces that have been excluded and suppressed by Victoria.

Their two countries issued a call, and Carmen made a special trip, maybe he could even get some food... no, request some international aid - although there are still many people in Iberia who dream of "we are still a great Terran country", but as the current leader of this country, Carmen is more realistic.

The primary goal is to stay alive. Compared to this goal, if we can’t fill our stomachs and cannot protect the dignity of our homes, we might as well sink with the port city.

Even if it was Casimir or Leitania who made such a call, Carmen would have to consider it. But Kjerag...it's not that Carmen looked down on Kjerag...well, Carmen just looked down on Kjerag.

He had a lot of things to do and was very busy at work, especially saving Iberia. He really had no time to attend an exposition held by an unknown small country.

Don't end up traveling thousands of miles only to find out that they are just a bunch of noobs fighting each other. I originally went there to beg for food... and seek help, but suddenly I find myself the big brother!

After calming down from the bad mood caused by the letter, Carmen was just about to go back to work when she saw her last disciple, Grand Inquisitor Dario, walk in with another letter.

"It's really strange. Normally, an old guy like me may not receive many letters in a year, but today I got two at once?"

Muttering something, Carmen took the letter from Dario, glanced at the sender's name, and her expression suddenly became serious, and her tone became more cautious:

"Kelsey?"

"It's been more than a year now. Even if it's been a hundred years, I may not receive a letter from her."

Carmen waved her hand, indicating that Dario should go to work first, as she needed to read the letter immediately. Then she sat back in her chair and opened the envelope.

Inside was Kal'tsit's beautiful handwriting, which was somewhat inconsistent with her age.

[Mr. Carmen, I am writing to you.]

[I am sending this letter for only one reason. Now, please pick up the invitation letter from Kjerag in the trash can and lead your delegation to attend this World Expo according to the address and time given in the letter.]

[You and I are old friends, I won't hurt you. This expo is very complicated, you can meet some people you never thought of here. If Iberia needs anything, this expo may be the best opportunity for Iberia to get those things in the past few years.]

[Your friend: Kal'tsit. ]

The letter was short, but Carmen read it for a long time.

He read it over and over again, and examined it many times with a frown on his face, before finally confirming that it was indeed the letter sent by Kal'tsit.

When did the woman known for her "absolute rationality" begin to say such irrational words?

Or was this really a judgment she made rationally?

Carmen felt inexplicably a bit absurd, a feeling that was even stronger than Kal'tsit's chilling understanding of her - she even knew that for such a letter from Kjerag, she would not even think of replying to it, but would just throw it into the trash can after reading it.

But no matter what, as one of the few people on this earth who knows "the specialness of Kal'tsit", Carmen still has to pay great attention to Kal'tsit's advice.

He bent down, picked up the invitation letter thrown into the trash can, and carefully smoothed out the wrinkled surface.

How refreshing it was to throw it away at that time, how messy it is now.

It was indeed a bit too much for Kel'tsit to ask him, the current de facto leader of Iberia, to travel thousands of miles to Kjerag just for a letter. But he could still send a delegation, even though the Inquisition was short of manpower.

"Dario is a reliable person, so let him go. We can also bring his apprentice with us. Even if we don't gain anything, we can still see the world."

Carmen thought so as the image of Dario and Elini flashed through her mind.

Chapter 262 The Bizarre Adventures of Gray Hat!

Kjerag, there are still seven days until the World Expo officially opens.

The World Expo was not just a one-day event, but a long one-month event. It is true that the exhibits of various countries showing their culture, economy, and military strength can be visited in two or three days at most, but how many people who come to the World Expo really come for these things?

The World Expo is just a platform. On this platform, Colombians can meet and talk with Victorians, Casimirs can see the cannons and chariots of Ursus, and everyone can communicate in a friendly manner, either becoming one or "becoming one". The various agreements that arise from this, the various orders that are placed, and even the possibility of deepening the understanding between each other, are the real highlight of this event.

Of course, the meaning of things really means nothing to Gray Hat, a non-Kjerag.

He just came to complete his mission.

"The Kjerag people never announced the guests of the World Expo, let alone the time when these guests arrived in Kjerag. Their government is also quite airtight. I have put a lot of effort into it, but I have not been able to infiltrate it at all. It is really troublesome!"

Standing in front of the Kjerag train station, the man in the gray hat muttered to himself, but his face did not show any frustration or disappointment after the setback. Instead, he had a smug expression.

"Unfortunately, Ernst is still inexperienced and can make mistakes. Even if he keeps the secrets well, what can he do if there is no traitor in the government?"

"There are always some objective things that cannot be changed!"

"That's the train timetable!"

The head, which was hidden under the velvet scarf and the i?Kjerag printed gray hat, was slightly raised. With extremely confident eyes, he looked at the high-definition display screen in the waiting hall of the train station, which was considered to be the most modern one in Kjerag!

The display screen shows the schedule of every train in Kjerag today, and the snow-special train in and out of the Kjerag Mountains is also on the list.

"Based on my experience over the past period of time, the Kjerag Snowland Special Train starts with the early morning train at 8 a.m., runs every two hours, and runs every hour and a half in the afternoon until the last train at 8 p.m.!"

"But only today, the train interval has been changed to one train per hour!"

“Where did the lost time go?”

The man in the gray hat smiled slightly, not even bothering to answer this obvious question.

There must be a hidden train number on today’s train!

This does not mean that Kjerag prepared new trains, unknown to Gray Hat, specifically to welcome the distinguished guests arriving at Kjerag, but that Ernst cleverly used the one-hour time difference to mix the trains carrying the guests with the normal trains.

This was a clever trick. If Gray Hat had not been careful enough, or was not familiar with the departure time of the Kjerag train, he might have been fooled.

But, unfortunately! Gray Hat can proudly say that even if Ernst Shivaash, the builder of the entire Snowland Special Train, came here, he might not be more familiar with this route than himself!

Although this route was actually built by Enthiotis.

Snow Leopard CEO: “You?”

Ahem, let’s get back to the topic. Do you want to ask why?

"Well, I took the Duke's funding and rode every train for three months without missing a day!"

The Snowland Train is a pure tourist train with luxurious decoration and comfortable experience. It even once crushed the Kjerag government office building (only before demolition), and the gray hat can be reimbursed for expenses, so naturally he didn't feel bad. In these three months, he really didn't miss a day, booking tickets on time every day, entering the compartment, and sitting every train every day!

It can be said that he knows everything about the Snow Special Train, whether it is the details inside the carriage, the ingenuity in the compartment, the rolling mountains outside the window, or the crew members coming and going in the train!

He even knew which dishes on the Snowland Special Train tasted good and which were undercooked. With his good musical skills and the harp in his "harp case", he built good relationships with the train attendants, cooks, and even some Shelag people who often took the train. He even had a nickname on the Snowland Special Train - [The Harpist on the Train]!

It is similar to his original code name - [Poet].

After all, the bards in Victorian fairy tales often hold a harp, travel through the fields and mountains, and sing heroic epics and myths.

As for his insistence on taking the train, the poet admitted that he was gambling. After all, he could not guarantee that the VIPs would definitely enter Kjerag by train. What if they drove their own landing craft into Kjerag like Rhodes Island did?

Although according to the poet's observation of Ernst's words and deeds, he does not seem like the kind of person who would allow a high-speed battleship, which poses a huge threat, to enter Kjerag, but no one can really guarantee that others will act according to their predictions, right?

But he did it anyway.

Anyway, whether it's the train tickets or the food on the train, the Duke will reimburse you...

Ahem, I said it wrong. It should be "Everything is for the Duke!"

He is working hard. Although he doesn't spend any money, he has invested time and energy. It is very tiring to sit in the car all day long. Although he can still eat delicious food while sitting still, his life should be more comfortable than that of other colleagues, but this does not prevent him from working for the Duke, right?

Besides, isn’t this the right bet?

As a senior gray hat who can work under the notorious Duke of Castor... no, the famous Grand Duke, and face her continuous overfishing and persistent PUA offensive, he can still keep his original intention, and persist in working by slacking off to get the annual performance appraisal "excellent" evaluation and year-end bonus, no one understands better than him what kind of character the Grand Duke he serves is!

As long as you can produce corresponding results, even if the cost you pay is several times that of others, Duke Caister will forgive you, recognize you and appreciate you.

On the contrary, if your work is not completed, even if you did not spend a penny, and even if you worked for the Duke of Castle and provided funding, the Duke would still discard you and eliminate you!

This is a true result-oriented person.

And now, the Gray Hat [Poet] is only one step away from completing his mission.

After calming down, he walked into the ticket hall with a normal look on his face, came to the ticket window, stood in line, and greeted the ticket seller, whose face he had already known for a long time, good morning. The man in the gray hat said:

"Good morning, Miss Nana. A ticket for the early bus, thank you."

The ticket seller smiled brightly and sincerely, and asked while operating the computer:

"Is Mr. Harpist going to have to sit on the train all day again?"

[Poet] Gray Hat nodded: "Yes."

"Today's ticket price will be higher because the boss has temporarily added a train." The ticket seller frowned and explained embarrassedly.

The poet was slightly stunned with a perfect expression, and asked half in surprise and half in curiosity:

"Did you say why?"

"No." The ticket seller pursed her lips apologetically, then gritted her teeth and said as if she had made a decision, "Mr. Harpist is also an old customer, and he often plays on the train. Everyone likes you very much. I'll just buy your ticket this time, and don't charge any extra money!"

Gray Hat was stunned, for real this time.

For some reason, looking at the sincere look in the ticket seller's eyes, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

He quickly adjusted himself and shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Nana, but a gentleman in Victoria would not do anything that would harm his friends. If you do this, you will be held accountable, right?"