People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Of course, Chen never cared about her friends' identities. Whether Vina was the crown prince or not was irrelevant to her. As long as Vina was still willing to acknowledge her as a friend, she would certainly not have any grudges against Vina because of her identity.

However, she had been in Kjerag for several days and had not yet met Vina. Some time ago, Vina either stayed in the office or went to discuss the airship performance with Kristen. During this period, because of the disclosure of her identity, the number of people who applied for a meeting every day reached a new high, and Chen could not get a number at all. She could only leave the queue there and walk around Kjerag by herself.

It was nice, apart from being a bit cold, it was a nice place to relax.

During this trip, I unexpectedly ran into Ernst.

Ernst was easy to recognize. There was a picture of him on the display board at the entrance of the Kjerag government building. Chen had certainly seen it before. Moreover, even without seeing the picture, the fluffy tail of the Shivaash family was hard to mistake.

"It can't be considered shopping. I just came here to take a look. I'm afraid something might go wrong." Ernst said with a smile.

Chen nodded: "Mr. Ernst is quite free."

For a moment, Ernst was a little confused as to whether this was Chen's sarcasm or he was really just sighing.

You are really good at talking to death, young lady.

Chen was completely unaware of Ernst’s helplessness and continued:

"Prime Minister Ernst, is Vina okay lately?"

"Uh, she's okay."

"Can I meet her?"

You...are really straightforward.

Ernst opened his mouth, hesitating to speak, and finally said tactfully:

"You can ask her. She should be in the office today. You can ask Hintleya at the front desk."

"Don't we have to queue?" Chen was a little confused.

Ernst said earnestly: "The queue is to stop those who need to queue."

"You can't have dying patients and people with colds waiting in line for the doctor together, right? If you have something important, you can go directly to her."

"Then I'll just wait in line." Chen frowned slightly and said, "Thank you."

It seems that these words don't make Miss Chen very happy?

Ernst was also somewhat helpless. Chatting with Chen was more than twice as difficult as chatting with Duke Kaster. You couldn't imagine what would come out of that little head next.

Fenchanglong is really a genius at chatting.

After saying goodbye, Ernst watched Chen Huijie turn around neatly and blend into the crowd, and he shrugged.

After being disturbed like this, he actually didn't have so many emo emotions anymore.

There were a lot of people on the commercial street today, and Ernst also saw several other familiar figures among them.

Let's go shopping and buy some gifts. Although Kjerag doesn't celebrate the Spring Festival, it doesn't mean I can't celebrate it myself.

"That...that...mud howl?"

Some awkward Victorian language came from behind. Ernst turned his head and saw a pair of exaggerated horns.

"Mud Howl?"

The purple-haired, big-horned Sarkaz girl held a dictionary in her hands, looked at Ernst eagerly, and said:

"Is this Kjerag?"

"No, this is Xiuligou."

Chapter 285 Typhon, Kal'tsit: Take it off

Ernst's office in the Kjerag Government Building, Tukarim, Kjerag.

Kelsey and Ernst looked at Typhon, who was sitting on the sofa, looking a little bewildered. They looked at each other, and Kelsey spoke first, speaking fluent Sami:

"So, you're from Sammy?"

Hearing the familiar hometown dialect, tears finally welled up in Miss Typhon's eyes, and there was a little more kindness in her eyes when she looked at Kal'tsit:

"You are a Sami, too? Which tribe are you from?"

Kelsey was silent for a moment, and seemed to have noticed that the girl from Sami in front of her was quite honest. She immediately looked at Ernst with understanding, and then replied:

"I'm not. Theoretically, I don't belong to any country on this earth. The words country and citizen cannot define my identity. If you need a code name to call me, you can call me Kal'tsit."

Now it was Typhon's turn to remain silent. Her brain worked rapidly for a while, and then she asked tentatively:

"So your name is Kelsey?"

"I'm."

Couldn't you have just said no earlier?

Typhon was a little speechless. She had originally thought that a Sarkaz Cyclops like Elki (Rinshi) was the person whose speech was the most complicated and the most difficult to understand. But she didn't expect that this appearance would broaden her horizons!

Do people from countries other than Sami speak like this?

Seeing that Typhon was about to cause some unnecessary misunderstandings to the nations of Earth, Ernst said hurriedly:

"Ms. Typhon is a Sami. Are you here to represent Sami at the World Expo?"

After Ernst finished speaking, he gestured to Kal'tsit, who immediately translated Ernst's words fluently into Sami.

This is why he asked Kal'tsit to come.

In order to prevent humans from building the Tower of Babel that would lead directly to heaven, God used language to separate humans, making communication an obstacle and causing the Tower of Babel to collapse. The language barrier has always been a very difficult problem for Ernst.

Actually, Ernst knew quite a few languages ​​now. In addition to the Kjerag language he had been using since crossing over, he could also speak Chinese and English fluently from his previous life after adapting to Terra's pronunciation and grammar, but his accent was a bit strange.

In addition, he was also teaching himself Leitanian and Casimir. He should have learned Ursus as well, but Ursus did not come to the World Expo, and Ernst was disappointed that the "hello" he learned was not useful, so he temporarily ruled out Ursus.

Human energy is limited, and he should focus his energy on countries that are more worthy of making friends. As for Ursus?

There is no Ursus anymore.

As for Kal'tsit, Ernst had to admit that she was indeed a model of erudition and talent. When Vina, Hinterea, and even the ever-versatile Holhayya said they could not speak the unconventional Sami language, Kal'tsit stood up resolutely.

He spoke Sami so fluently that if you didn't know him, you would think it was some old Sami leader from Zheng'anma Banner speaking!

Very good translation! Love from Xiuligou!

As soon as Kal'tsit finished translating, Typhon shook his head:

"I'm not. I'm not a representative of Sammy. The only one who can represent Sammy is Mother Anma. I'm just a messenger. Elki asked me to come to Kjerag to deliver a letter. Is this really Kjerag?"

Kal'tsit is the default translator.

Ernst nodded in understanding:

"This is Kjerag."

"Didn't you say this is Xiu Li Gou?"

Facing Kal'tsit's strange gaze, Ernst coughed twice awkwardly and explained:

"Ahem, accent, accent problem."

He quickly changed the subject.

"Who is Elki?"

"My adoptive mother is a Sarkaz Cyclops. She is not sociable and always lives alone in a cave, but she is a very good person!"

Typhon introduced, and then noticed Kal'tsit's suddenly sharp eyes, and asked curiously,

"Do you know her?"

Ernst certainly didn't know him. She only knew a few Sarkaz, and the only two she could call close friends were the banshee Nastie and the fire demon Safar. One was a friend, and the other was an employee.

Others were either acquaintances who had met and greeted each other, like Logos in Rhodes Island, or acquaintances who had been hostile to each other, like Teresis in Londinium. As for the Sarkaz Cyclops, he had only heard of it, not even seen it, let alone met it.

But Kal'tsit doesn't think so.

When Typhon came, she felt something was wrong. The giant crossbow on the girl's back was obviously not an ordinary thing, and the "evil" breath on it made Kal'tsit feel hair stand on end and a lump stuck in her throat. But Typhon himself seemed to be able to control the crossbow, and there was no sign of contamination or collapse at all, which was why Kal'tsit did not immediately suggest Ernst to "get rid of" him.

And now, this matter even involves the Cyclops of the Sarkaz!

The Cyclops is one of the Ten Courts of the Sarkaz. In the early years, because the Demon King of the Cyclops saw the scene of [Doomsday] through the Black Crown, the entire tribe left Kazdel and moved to the distant Sami Wintertooth Mountains. Since then, they have multiplied in the Wintertooth Mountains. As watchmen, they are always alert to any unusual movements on the Infi Icefield.

The Cyclops have an ability that can be called a bug even on Terra: they can predict the future!

Although the future predicted by the Cyclops is almost always tragic, predicting the future is predicting the future. The Cyclops don't even have the so-called "secrets cannot be revealed" restriction. As long as they want, they can tell everyone the fragments of the predicted future scenes, and this is bound to affect future developments.

Many people say that once the future is predicted, it will no longer work, because once the future is known by people now, the future has already changed, so this ability is meaningless.

But if you think about it, isn’t this the purpose of predicting the future?

The purpose of predicting the future is to change the future. No one would be so bored as to predict the future just to turn to the last page of a detective novel and know who the murderer is, right?

Since the future has changed, the purpose of predicting the future has been achieved. Even if the changed future is not what you want, it has changed anyway.

Therefore, the Cyclops has always been the guest of honor that many dignitaries of Terra want to find and worship. Some unofficial histories have recorded that before the Gallic Emperor Corsica I fell into an unfavorable situation and was on the verge of defeat in the Four-Nation War, he wanted to find a Cyclops and let him predict the future of himself and the empire. He also wanted to confuse cause and effect and reverse the outcome of Gaul through the "concept of causality" that "speaking out the predicted future will change the future".

But the result was obvious. He did not find the reclusive Cyclops clan, and the plan failed as expected.

When the coalition forces entered Lingones, Gaul did not surrender. But now there is no Gaul on the map.

It was this Sarkaz royal court that even the emperor of the first generation of the earth hegemony, Gaul Empire, could not find, but they actually took the initiative to contact Ernst? They even sent a messenger with a giant crossbow tainted with the aura of evil?

Kal'tsit didn't believe that Ernst had nothing to do with this.

"Why did the Elki send you to Kjerag?"

Kelsey asked.

Typhon looked at me like a fool and emphasized again:

"Because I'm delivering a letter! Because I need to deliver a letter! Because she received a letter from Kjerag, she asked me to bring her and Ektilnil's reply to Kjerag!"

Kal'tsit: "........."

Although she felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Typhon, Kal'tsit had long passed the stage of getting angry over trivial matters.

She drew a very important message from Typhon's words, that it was Ernst who wrote to Elki first, so Elki replied!

What, this letter is an invitation?

Yes, an invitation letter. How can a letter inviting the Cyclops to collect the illustrated collection not be considered an invitation letter?

Even if it was a proper invitation to the World Expo, couldn't there be some other content in it? Without some other content, how could the Cyclops tribe receive it, take it seriously, and even reply to it?

How can a Cyclops be so idle?

Kal'tsit's eyes became sharp and she stared straight at Ernst.

Boy, I suspect you called me here just to let me see your stamp collection!

Balrog, Banshee, Shakota, and now the Cyclops is on their target!

Each one was different and of high difficulty. Ernst did not look for any of the easier to collect blood demons, imps, etc.

What, only play high-end games? Only draw from limited pools?

I beg you to take a break, otherwise who will be able to tell whether Kjerag is Kjerag or Kazdel? You won’t ask me to form a coalition again, will you?

Kal'tsit felt that she no longer had the energy. After all, her body, which still had good fighting power, had been killed in a duel by a certain regent. With her current body, she might not be able to withstand the one created by Yelagund.

It is better to be gentle, and try to let Ernst control the Sarkaz and prevent them from causing any trouble...

No, why did I assume that Ernst could collect Sarkaz?

Oh, it seems that it is useless for me to not agree, as almost half of the royal court has been gathered together...

孽 孽!

Unable to bear Kal'tsit's changing expressions and increasingly sharp gaze, Ernst opened his mouth to divert attention:

"So... Typhon, where is the letter?"

Typhon blinked. Although he probably didn't hear what Ernst said, he understood what he meant after Ernst's gestures and took out two letters from his arms.

One of them had the emblem of the Sarkaz Cyclops on it, and was obviously written by El-Kee, while the other one was thicker and had a piece of bark on it, and it should have been written by the Ectilnir mentioned by Typhon.

Ernst took the letter, and Typhon said:

"Elki said that if Ernst feels uncomfortable after opening the letter, he should close it immediately and leave the rest to me."

Kal'tsit reacted and translated this sentence.

Ernst was a little surprised. How come there was poison in the letter?