People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Since there was already a witness, if not now, when would he escape? He could still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

Seeing that Roy's ability to run away was better than Little John's jingle, Ernst slowly let go of the Yelagund God Stone in his arms, and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at the silver-haired girl supported by Lola.

After observing her appearance for a while, Ernst finally remembered where this inexplicable feeling of familiarity came from.

Hey, isn’t this Bai Jin, one of Donkey’s four girlfriends?

We haven't seen each other for a few days, why are you so angry?

Chapter 30: Xinteleya: What Snow Leopard Prince!

Cavalleriacchi, Black Steel Headquarters.

The faint morning light penetrated through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating Xinteleya's pale face. The weak girl slowly opened her eyes, and her hazy vision gradually became clear after blinking a few times, and what she saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

"Where is this? I..."

Xinteleya suddenly opened her eyes wide and subconsciously tried to sit up, but her whole body was stuck in the soft bed and could hardly move. As soon as she exerted force, she felt a tearing pain in her lower body.

"Woo——" With an uncontrollable groan, the pain instantly made Xinteleya's brain much clearer.

"Where is this? I was followed by someone on my way home after dinner last night. I wanted to shake him off... but then he attacked me... I ran away... and then..."

Xinteleya rubbed her aching brain. The dizziness caused by blood loss made her memory a little fuzzy. But no matter which memory fragment revealed the information, she should have rushed out of the dark alley in the end, and then seemed to have hit something and lost consciousness instantly.

It has nothing to do with the spacious and bright room today.

"Was I rescued?"

She lowered her eyes slightly and noticed that her clothes had been changed and the bandages wrapped around her arms and thighs.

The tearing pain just now came from here. I think the overly intense movement pulled the wound and my body couldn't bear it.

Sitting up from the bed as steadily as possible, Xinteleya immediately noticed the huge BS logo of "Black Steel International" on the door of the room and immediately realized where she was.

"A branch of Black Steel International?"

She was stunned.

"Those mercenaries actually rescued people?"

"Although it is true, it is somewhat hurtful. Our company can use this as an excuse to file a defamation complaint against you and demand compensation from you."

A cold voice suddenly rang out from the microphone at the bedside, and then said in a mocking tone,

"However, I'm afraid Miss Xinteleia doesn't have any assets to use for compensation."

"What do you mean?" Xinteleya looked at the microphone on the bedside.

The person on the other side of the microphone did not answer her question, but continued:

"As you said, Miss Xinteleya, Black Steel International is not a charity organization. We will not save you for no reason. The decision to save you was made by our boss's guest."

As he was speaking, the sound of a door opening was heard from the other side of the microphone. The Black Steel member who was speaking paused, as if he had left the microphone, and his voice came in from a distance:

"Yes, yes, Miss Xinteleya has woken up. Her mental state is normal and her injuries have not worsened. You can visit her anytime."

Is he talking to the "boss's guest"?

Xinteleya thought. She had lived a simple life. She was neither very popular before becoming a knight nor very popular after becoming a knight. She should not know any of the big shots in Casimir. How could a customer of the boss of Black Steel International be willing to save her?

The big shot was kindhearted? Xinteleya didn't believe that at all. If the big shot really had that kind of luxury, she wouldn't have almost disappeared just because of an idea of ​​changing jobs that she didn't have time to put into practice.

Is someone targeting me again?

Although she knew that it was very immoral to be suspicious of her savior, Xinteleya still couldn't help but think so. The investor who had appeared in front of her several times and told her in both explicit and implicit ways that as long as she obeyed and became a knight for viewing, he would help her realize her dream of becoming famous suddenly emerged in her mind. She suddenly felt a chill.

It's easy to guess what that guy wearing all international luxury brands is planning.

This was Casimir's reality. After the danger last night, Xinteleya had fully realized this. After hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth and walked to the window sill.

If her "savior" also has bad intentions, then she will repay the favor in the next life.

There were several footsteps in the corridor. Xinteleya leaned against the window, staring at the closed door of the medical room, as if she had already seen a beast in a suit and tie stepping into it.

The door slowly opened.

Wearing a formal suit, Ernst walked slowly into the room. The first thing he noticed was the silver-haired girl standing by the window, with her back to the warm morning light, raising her hand slightly to touch the hair by her ear.

Four surprised gazes met in mid-air, and Ernst asked:

"Ms. Bai.....Xintelaiya? What are you doing standing by the window?"

Hinterea opened her mouth, looked at Ernst, then looked at the window behind her, then turned around and resolutely closed the window that was blowing in a biting cold wind.

"I...I'm a little cold, close the window."

Ernst finally felt relieved and smiled modestly:

"I thought you had something on your mind. You were seriously injured and very weak. You can talk about this into the microphone and someone will come to help you."

Xinteleya smiled awkwardly, locked the windows and doors tightly, turned around and held the wall, walked back to the bed while maintaining her demeanor as best as possible, and sat down gently.

What? Would rather die with honor than repay in the next life?

Who on earth said such things? Leaving the favor that you are supposed to repay to the next life, what's the difference between this and a deadbeat who doesn't pay back the money he borrowed. Aren't they ashamed?

Such a gentle, kind, and handsome benefactor saved you. If you don’t do something to repay him, you’d be such a bastard!

Unfortunately, I am seriously injured now, and there is no chance of making money in the short term. I might as well just give myself to you...

"Ms. Cintrea?"

Ernst called out to wake Xinteleia from her thoughts on the name. A bright smile spread across the girl’s face and she replied:

"I'm here."

Ernst raised his eyebrows in confusion, but still handed the business card in his hand to the girl who didn't look too smart.

Why does it feel a little different from what I imagined? I remembered that the game said she was an assassin of the Platinum rank, a cold-blooded killer?

Is it because the impact on his chest last night made his head go stupid?

I don't have a ump45 steel plate in my chest. Oh, by the way, there is a stone on my chest that was blessed by the great god Yelagund.

Ernst immediately felt guilty. If someone got injured after the collision, it would be a big problem.

At this time, Xinteleya had already taken the business card handed to her by Ernst. After a quick glance, her expression suddenly became surprised:

"Chancellor Kjerag, Prime Minister!?"

Although Casimir is not a parliamentary country, Xinteleya is very clear about what these two titles represent.

Even though the information she had found showed that Kjerag was just a small, backward country in the snowy land, it was still a country after all! The leader of a country was standing in front of her right now, and had even saved her life last night!

What a prince and princess fairy tale unfolding!

Hintleya felt her heartbeat speeding up rapidly, completely forgetting that she had recently thought that "Shelagh" was a scam group.

But after a fairy-tale-like fantasy, Xinteleya managed to regain a bit of composure:

"Chairman Ernst, why did you save me?"

The one who assassinated him was the Helmetless Alliance in urban legends. If those legends were true, then the Helmetless Alliance was undoubtedly a mysterious and terrifying local snake organization in Casimir. Why would the big shots in Kjerag risk offending them to save him?

She waited with bated breath for Ernst's answer, but his answer was unexpectedly brief.

"Because you are ours."

“It is the boss’s responsibility to protect his employees!”

"And you, once came here with this job posting, right?"

Ernst showed the job posting in his hand that looked like a scam ad.

Xinteleya was slightly stunned, and her heart, which was originally quite touched, suddenly felt a little awkward.

Uh, if this job posting was more serious, the scene should be more romantic, right?

She thought of this subconsciously, and at the same time was glad that Ernst didn't know that she later crumpled up the notice and threw it into the trash can, and nodded heavily.

"I see, Boss!"

"Please call me Prime Minister."

Ernst smiled innocently.

"Yes, Prime Minister!"

Chapter 31: Old Ma, Old Ma!

"Ms. Xinteleya, even though you call me boss now, there are some things I still want to tell you in advance."

In the infirmary, Ernst looked at Hinterea who was sitting on the bed and said seriously,

"It was easy to bring you into Kjerag's government, but it was not easy to get you out of Casimir."

Xintlia's current situation is actually not simple. As a competitive knight, she has been targeted by the Helmetless Alliance and her life is in danger at any time.

Ernst did not know about the Helmetless Alliance, and only got some information about the organization from Heigang and Xintelaiya.

They were a group of well-trained professional assassins, but their targets were not businessmen or politicians, but the knights of Casimir. More specifically, the competitive knights of Casimir.

According to urban legends, the Helmetless Alliance has spies all over the streets and alleys of Casimir, and is managed by assassins of black iron, blue gold, and white gold. Once they target you, no matter if you are a star knight with many honors or a poor and miserable knight, you will be wiped out. Even if you are lucky enough to repel or escape an assassination, the Helmetless Alliance will send out stronger assassins until your name is erased from the list.

Their purpose in doing so is unknown, but according to Black Steel's people, the Helmetless Alliance has close ties with Casimir's now thriving Business Federation.

This is even trickier.

As the saying goes, you don't need to worry about thieves stealing, you need to worry about thieves thinking about stealing. Xinteleya is already on their list. Although Ernst and others unexpectedly prevented the first assassination attempt on her, who knows when there will be a second time?

Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow night, as long as Ernst lets down his guard, the crossbow arrows of the Helmetless Alliance will be shot out from a window of the high-rise building opposite the Black Steel Branch, piercing through the neon-colored glass and Xinteleya's heart.

You know, Xinteleya is now seriously injured and on the verge of death. Even with the help of the magical medical Originium skills, it will not be healed in a day or two. Facing the second assassination, she has no ability to resist.

Ernst had considered taking Hinterea away from Casimir directly, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this was not a good idea.

After all, Casimir is Sintela's hometown, and the girl has many inseparable ties here, including family and friends. Ernst can't let Sintela cut off all family ties just because he recruits someone, right?

Even if someone commits fraud in the park, they will ask you to report home every once in a while!

Moreover, if Xintlia leaves, her family may become the target of revenge by the Helmetless Alliance who are angry and humiliated by the failure of their mission.

In short, why should we be on guard against thieves for a thousand days, or even make our own life a mess just to prevent them?

"So, before I take you away, I have to resolve the wanted case of the Wuzhou League."

Ernst said earnestly.

"The Helmetless Alliance is an underground violent organization that is like an urban legend. Because such organizations are difficult to hold accountable, they can ignore the threats of foreign official forces such as Kjerag or Black Steel to a certain extent. But we may not be completely helpless against them."

A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, and Kjerag is a dragon that is somewhat strong on the outside but weak on the inside. But if you think about it from another perspective, a dragon is still a dragon no matter what, and he should not have lowered his standards from the beginning to fight against a poisonous snake in the gutter.

The best way to fight an idiot is not to wait for him to bring you down to the same IQ level, and then wait for him to defeat you with his rich experience as an idiot. Instead, just let his parents slap him twice.

"Since the Wuzhou Alliance and the Commercial Federation are inextricably linked, we can start with the Commercial Federation."

Xinteleya nodded, but then frowned again:

"Are you going to deal with the people from the Business Federation? I know some information about this. I heard that they are holding an investment conference recently. As long as you successfully enter, you can meet with the top leaders of the Business Federation."

Ernst's expression froze slightly, and he asked calmly, "Investment meeting? Asking politely about the price. I mean the threshold."

"Well...it seems to be around 10 million?" Xintelaiya thought for a moment and replied.

Ten million, one sixtieth of the operating funds of the Kjerag government! Enough for Ernst to buy 10,000 high-power multi-functional Originium stoves made in Colombia!

Ernst resisted the urge to take a breath and waved his hand:

"Ahem, Xintelaiya, you think too simply. Since the Business Federation is the financial backer behind the Wuzhou League, they are on the same front as the Wuzhou League. If you want to impress them and then reach a settlement with the Wuzhou League through them, not only will the cost be a bottomless pit, but the possibility of success is also very slim."

It has nothing to do with my lack of money. It’s mainly to correct Xinteleya’s fantasy about capitalists.

If you give them money, they will not think well of you, but will only want to get more money from you, because the pursuit of profit is the nature of all capitalists. How could Ernst do such a thing as adding fuel to the fire?

The best way to deal with them is to hang street lamps! But if you can't hang street lamps, deterrence is much better than appeasement.

"I noticed that the situation in Cavaleriaki was very distorted."

In a normal capitalist country, in a social environment where consumerism prevails, people will gradually be alienated and become sophisticated extreme egoists. Traditional moral concepts will suffer tremendous shocks and turmoil, and will be further deconstructed or even completely collapsed in the course of social development.

But Casimir presents a very strange phenomenon.

People still worship knights and the moral codes that may seem strange to modern people, such as "sacrifice for others", "draw the sword for the weak", "fairness is better than profit", and "responsibility is greater than loss".