People in Terra, governing a weird little country

But then again, he had never expected that the Duke of Windermere and his own Lord Duke would attend the meeting in person.

Not to mention the Duke of her own family, as a woman who modestly said "half of the kingdom is too much", so "only three-eighths of Victoria", her arrogance is obvious to all. On weekdays, if it is a banquet she does not want to attend, even if it is a cocktail party held by Duke Godottin at the manor, she will refuse. If it is a banquet she wants to attend, even if it is in Londinium after the Duke's ban was issued, she dares to attend the banquet.

But Kjerag, is a small world exposition really worthy of the Duke of Kaster coming in person?

Does she care about Ernst to this extent?

It is really puzzling. If the Duke of Caister really values ​​Ernst so much, why hasn't he taken action yet?

The Duke of Windermere was indeed a hindrance, preventing the Duke of Castor from using force directly against Kjerag and Ernst. But if the hard approach didn't work, what about the soft approach? The Duke of Castor's territory was not short of money, and the Castor family was not short of beauties of the right age. If they sent one over, could Ernst still refuse?

How come Windermere can send his own daughter here, but I, Kaister, can’t?

Wait... The only force that the Duke has deployed in Kjerag is me, the gray hat. Could it be that...

hiss--

It does make sense. Gray Hat has heard that some people who have suffered trauma in childhood will develop unusual hobbies. For example, those who have lost their mothers will desire maternal love more, and those who have lost their fathers will desire paternal love more. XPs raised by their grandparents will tend to prefer mature people, and orphans who have to grow up on their own will have a liking for those who are "more independent, stronger, and have more stories."

Affected by objective factors in Terra, most of these people are old men, such as Mauna Biyander Linguang, Cliff, the "Bridge Clamp", and Helhunzoren, the "Witch King"!

These old guys are so handsome!

Gray Hat claims to have a story, he is not married (although he has a fiancée), he is a modern independent man with high emotional intelligence, could it be that the Duke...

No, no, no, that should be impossible. After all, the proportion of women in Ernst's government is quite high, and he doesn't seem like the type of person who would like that.

However, such a high proportion may also be an attempt to cover up the truth......

The man in the grey hat slapped himself in the face, rudely interrupting his thoughts that were about to get out of hand.

No matter what, Ernst's current situation is definitely not normal, and it is not difficult to verify it. Just find a time and spread a rumor saying that Ernst has not yet started a family at such an age, and he must have suffered emotional trauma in his early years.

Gray Hat is very familiar with this kind of thing and can do it easily!

Pulling his thoughts back on track, the person Gray Hat met in Box No. 6 was the envoy of Duke Godotin. Duke Godotin was famous for changing his attitude according to the situation. Now that his own Duke of Caister was powerful, his decisions and policies basically followed the pace of Duke Caister. Since the Duke of Caister participated in this World Expo, it was not surprising that Duke Godotin sent someone to participate. The only thing worth wondering was why Duke Godotin himself did not come?

Perhaps the Duke knew in advance that the Duke of Windermere would also attend the expo, so he was afraid that something might happen and he would be embarrassed, so he didn't ask the Duke to "witness" for him?

Vaguely feeling that he had glimpsed the truth, the man in the gray hat was very rational and did not think about it any further.

However, in this case, the only suspicious person is Miss Abrana in box number five.

Although it was unclear whether Ernst had given any special instructions when arranging the boxes, the fact that several Grand Dukes of Victoria sat in a row, facing each other, made the man in the gray hat a little suspicious.

According to the seating arrangement, the Duke of Wellington should be in Abrana's place...

"But the Duke of Wellington is still on his grand tour and has not left Gastril at all. There is no news that he will attend the World Expo."

The man in the gray hat pondered for a moment, and decisively put the lady who helped him escape the aftermath of the "Duke's War" on the key observation list.

Work is work and life is life. He only adds some exaggeration to his work but is never vague, otherwise he would not have achieved what he has today.

"Phew, that's about it, the work is done, time to rest."

With a long sigh, the man in the gray hat just closed his eyes and planned to take a nap, and the break time on the train just happened to be over.

As the electronic reminder sounded in the carriage, the man in the gray hat's mood, which had just relaxed, became more relaxed again.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the whites of his blue eyes were bloodshot.

At this moment, he suddenly realized a very serious problem.

Kjerag's Snowland Express has more than one train a day!

And the World Expo lasted more than just one day!

During the World Expo, the Snowland Express will run once an hour from 15am to 6pm, a total of 30 trains! Each train has cabins! The Expo lasts for a full month, days!

15 times 6 times 30!

2700!

He has to open the doors of 2700 boxes in total! Experience 2700 blind boxes!

Even if not every time he opens the door, there are all kinds of monsters and ghosts, but there are 2700 times. With this base number, who knows if he will encounter all the monsters and ghosts he can encounter? !

By then, will he get a new title, not "Harpist on the Train", but "He Likes to Open Doors?"

Gray Hat felt a huge mental pressure coming over him. It was as if his sanity value had been tested.

Then, he seemed to see Yelagund before his eyes.

He was a god with kind eyes, a crown and gorgeous clothes, a graceful and dignified appearance. One glance at him made one unable to help but feel reverence in their hearts!

Gray Hat immediately prayed from the bottom of his heart:

"God of Yelagund, please let me live and go back to see my fiancée!"

"Okamon!"

Chapter 266 The Duke of Windermere: Isn’t this progress?

Kjerag, Tukarim, Government Office Building.

Ernst looked at the Duke of Kaster, whose face was bruised and whose clothes were a little messy, and the two guards beside her who looked familiar but whose faces were damaged in the "battle" and were difficult to identify. He opened his mouth several times to speak, but closed it because he didn't know what to say. Until the end, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked sincerely:

"Well, although it may be a bit presumptuous, Your Excellency the Duke of Caister, you are......"

"It fell."

Although there were traces of blood and light blue hair on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were a little bruised and swollen, the Duke of Caster still stubbornly maintained his demeanor and answered calmly.

The smile on Ernst's lips twitched, but it was a pity that he didn't have a mask on his face, otherwise he would also like to experience the pleasure of "laughing whenever you want".

You really can say that. Did you fall? You must have fallen all the way down from the top of the Matterhorn to be in this state, right?

Oh, no, falling off the Matterhorn shouldn't have this effect. To achieve the same effect as you did, where you're completely dizzy but only have minor bruises and no brain damage, you have to fall off the Kalan Peak!

Only when you are falling to your death while the great god Yelagund is saving you from death, can you achieve a perfect balance with a certain harmony in the contradiction!

Perhaps sensing the smile that Ernst could no longer suppress, Duke Kaster's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, with a hint of displeasure in his tone:

"Does Prime Minister Ernst think the mountain road in Kjerag is easy to walk on?"

Of course, the mountain road in Kjerag is not easy to travel on. How about you pay for our fellow villagers to repair it?

Ernst muttered in his heart, but still shook his head with a smile on his face:

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Duke. It's my inconsiderateness that caused you to encounter this... unexpected trouble. I will pay more attention to the infrastructure construction in Kjerag in the future. Thank you for your correction."

Although I feel like it has nothing to do with me, I still have to show some attitude, right?

Guests are welcome, and Ernst, the host, is hoping that the grand dukes of Victoria will give him more gold coins. Since good words don't cost money, he will naturally say as much as he can.

Duke Kaster nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to say something else, he seemed to have seen something terrible. His eyes froze and he quickly took a step back. Then he said goodbye in a hurry:

"Then I will go and rest first, Prime Minister Ernst."

Before running away, she turned back and said meaningfully:

"Ernst, I am looking forward to your performance at this World Expo. Please don't make me regret my decision to show up in person this time."

I am indeed very happy that you are willing to come in person, but why should I do something that will not disappoint you? It is nothing more than you giving me face and I giving you face.

Although it was another standard Caister-style PUA pressure tactic, this time, Ernst did not argue with Duke Caister, but smiled and nodded:

"Of course, Your Excellency the Duke, I have prepared quite a few surprises for you."

He was well prepared this time, whether it was his ideas and initiatives, scientific research results, future plans, institutional framework, or even the "Future-oriented Speech" that he made with Columbia Vice President Wilson. Just by putting them out there, they were enough to spark a discussion. Ernst brought them all together at this World Expo, with everything he could think of. His purpose was simple: to give the whole Terra a big event!

He believed that even the Duke of Caister had no reason to be dissatisfied.

Of course, if she is really dissatisfied, then let her be dissatisfied. Ernst is not a gray hat, so why should he spoil her?

With so many countries gathered at this grand event, does Kaster dare to do anything? Isn't he afraid of "surprising his friends"?

Watching Duke Caster's back as he fled in a hurry, Ernst immediately looked in the direction where Duke Caster's gaze had just been directed.

Then he understood why Duke Caister escaped so quickly.

"Your Excellency the Duke of Windermere, long time no see."

Ernst had a smile on his face, which was more sincere than the one he showed to the Duke of Caister.

He was not surprised that the Duke of Windermere would come in person. Although Amphillis's daily affairs were not much less than those of the Duke of Castor in theory, Amphillis had a helper. Mr. Kent was Amphillis Windermere's right-hand man, helping her make up for her lack of political skills, allowing her to focus more on the military.

Since the Duke had no wars in the near future and the border with Leitania was relatively peaceful, Amphillis's job would naturally be much easier. Ernst sent the invitation through Delphine, and it was expected that the Grand Duke, who was responsible for finding traitors in the headquarters, would come in person.

Everybody likes to watch the fun!

However, what Ernst did not expect was that the Duke of Windermere, who was leading Daphne, did not respond in a friendly manner immediately after hearing Ernst's greeting. Instead, he frowned and looked like he was going to ask for an explanation:

"Ernst, that's too polite!"

"what?"

Before Ernst understood what was happening, Duke Amphillis Windermere stepped forward, took Ernst's hand, and shook it with Delphine's. A satisfied smile immediately appeared on her face:

"That's right. Ernst, I often hear Delphine mention you in his letters. He also said that you are very successful in Lateran and even the Pope admires you. I also heard that you are good at governing the country of Shelag and the three major families and Manzhuyuan all respect you. But I just didn't hear what you taught Delphine."

"I couldn't figure it out, so I decided to come here today. I didn't know until I came here. Ernst, do you still treat Delphine and me, Ampherice Windermere, as outsiders?"

Ernst opened his mouth, his mind a little confused for a moment.

It's not that he was drunk and not sober, but what the Duke of Windermere said was really unconventional!

Look at your predecessor, the Duke of Castor, how polite he was, how he knew how to maintain a polite social distance, and how he knew that "personal relationships are not allowed in politics". How come when it comes to you... you just say one sentence and I'm completely confused!

But perhaps, this is the Duke of Windermere?

Just like the Pope of Lateran who is very outgoing, the Duke of Windermere's greatest characteristic is that he is honest, straightforward, and even a little naive?

When you need to hit the ball straight, just hit it. There's no point in playing around. If you can just shoot directly, there's absolutely no need to do any fancy moves.

When other dukes fought, they smiled on the surface but whispered in private, they were treacherous, they used all kinds of schemes, intrigues, poisoning and assassinations, and they tried not to put things in the open, but only solved problems through "secret politics".

But the Duke of Windermere is not like that. If you offend me, I will write you a letter to scold you! If you dare to touch my people, I will find all the traitors and come to trouble you! Even if you can hide for a while, as long as I catch you, I will still beat you up. Even if I can't hurt your life, I will make you socially dead! If I can solve it openly with my fists, I will not drag you underground, but slap you in the face!

Even when dealing with the infected, other grand dukes would say "you are also Victoria's people" and then send them to the army to die. But the Duke of Windermere was different. He would just throw the infected overboard, give them freedom, and let them fend for themselves. She neither used them nor accepted them.

He is actually the most anthropomorphic of the many anthropomorphic grand dukes of Victoria, and is unique in all of Terra.

After being stunned for a moment and looking into the Duke of Windermere's eyes, Ernst somewhat understood what the Duke of Windermere meant.

She had seen the conversation between herself and Duke Caster just now, so she wanted to express her stance so that she could strike back at Duke Caster again?

After all, if Ernst guessed correctly, the injuries on the Duke of Caster might, perhaps, probably, be related to the Duke of Windermere.

I did hear that there was a fight on the train... Ernst thought that the fellow villager had picked up something from a tourist and was discovered. Considering that the World Expo was about to open, he decided not to report it for the time being.

Now it seems...

Was it you two who fought?

Feeling that he had found the truth, Ernst understood it in his heart.

What else could it be? Given the Duke of Windermere's personality, could she have other plans?

Ernst nodded with a somewhat amused look and changed his words:

"Ms. Windermere, and Delphine, welcome."

Miss?

Although he was still dissatisfied with the title, the Duke of Windermere nodded in appreciation, and then, as if encouraging a promising junior, he nodded and patted Ernst on the shoulder.

Before leaving, she asked one more question: "Where does the Duke of Caister live?"

"this........"

"Ok?"

"For fire safety reasons, we have arranged accommodation for all the distinguished guests on the third floor of the newly built Kjerag Hotel. We have also arranged accommodation for the four dukes' representatives in train compartments, namely 301,302,303,304, 303, , and . Ms. Windermere, please stay in ."

303 ah...

The Duke of Windermere nodded in understanding and left with Delphine contentedly.

When they were far away from Ernst, the Duke of Windermere slowed down his pace, looked at his daughter earnestly, and taught her:

"See, Daphne? Isn't this progress?"

"Mom!" Daphne called out with red cheeks.

"I don't know your little thoughts yet."