People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Is this a kind of sadness? Nastie didn't know. She just focused on doing her own thing and didn't get involved with Tracys. After all, who wasn't seeking a future for the Sarkaz? Who was inferior to who?

However, just because she doesn't want to provoke the Tracy forces, it doesn't mean that the Tracy forces won't come to her on their own initiative.

Mandela, who had just left for the embassy area, was blocked back before he even walked out of the construction site.

Her expression was a little strange, looking at the tall and burly blond Sarkaz man in front of her, whose heart was bigger than hers. She was sure that she had never seen him before.

But why is there a natural feeling of disgust?

I always feel that this man looks disgusting!

This feeling was definitely not directed at the Sarkaz. Mandra had never had this kind of reaction in Nasti.

She subconsciously took a few steps back, trying to avoid Manfred and the even more arrogant woman beside her, but Manfred stretched out his hand and blocked her way.

At the same time, she also noticed the two fluorescent special effects words emitting dark colors behind Manfred:

——【Bad Guy】

Mandela gasped.

Looking at such a large construction site in front of him, Manfred couldn't just wander around. Although the guy in front of him was dressed a little strangely, since he came from the construction site, he should know something. He tried to be polite and asked:

"Filin, do you know where the witch Nastie is?"

Who would have thought that the small film in front of me would suddenly say:

"Bad bastard, I won't tell you!"

PS: There will be another one later. I haven’t recovered from my cold yet, so my typing speed has obviously slowed down.

Chapter 310 Nastie: Flame Demon, You Can't Rest Now

Calling someone a bad guy when you first meet them?

Manfred was stunned and almost didn't react.

What's going on? I, Manfred, can't say I'm handsome and elegant, but at least I can be called handsome and elegant, right? Even though I'm a Sarkaz, just based on this face, Manfred's treatment is much better than that of most Sarkaz mercenaries and royal soldiers who wear masks on their faces.

It can be said that apart from the wise and brave General Teresis, Manfred is now the face of the Military Committee. When he first entered Londinium City and helped the Grand Dukes to eliminate the Steam Knights, Manfred was at least welcomed by the nobles of Londinium. With his handsome face, he was always popular wherever he went.

As for those who don't brush him, they can only be brushed by him.

Manfred knew that the attitude of the countries on earth towards the Sarkaz had always been bad, but Kjerag was a small exception. At least, when he entered the country, whether it was the ordinary people on the street or Ernst, Holheya and other upper-level people in Kjerag, they did not show naked malice and discrimination towards them. Hedley, the spy he recommended to General Tresis to Kjerag, was even more well-behaved in Kjerag... ahem, well-behaved, became Ernst's lackey and taught in the school. Even his own supervision in Kjerag was handed over to him.

It was the first time that he felt such an outright attack on his life in Kjerag.

What’s going on? I feel a little nostalgic.

Manfred frowned, cleared this strange sense of security from his mind, and stared at the little girl in front of him with a somewhat unfriendly expression, but he did not get angry immediately.

He asked himself if the word "bad bitch" was written on his face, but this little girl was different from ordinary Kjerag people. She showed her malice towards him right from the start, which made him pay attention.

"Filin, what do you mean? I don't think we have met before. And the way you are dressed, are you not from Kjerag?"

Mandela sniffed in dissatisfaction:

"Of course I'm not from Kjerag, I'm from Tara! As for why I say you're a bad person, you already have the word bad written all over you, is there any need to ask me?"

Manfred's frown suddenly deepened, forming a deep valley between his eyes.

Tara, this place name is a little unfamiliar. Manfred is also a rare cultured person among the Sarkaz. As far as he knows, there should be no country called Tara on earth.

Is this film lying to deceive himself?

Manfred felt that it was unnecessary. If the other party didn't want to reveal it, he could just keep silent. Why bother to give a random name? Moreover, the arrogance when Mandela spoke always made Manfred see another person.

That’s right, it’s the Kitten Egg Roll…I mean, the Blood Demon Lord!

As a representative of the Sarkaz conservatives and the diehards of the Royal Court, Lord Blood Demon is an out-and-out Sarkaz supremacist. His expression, demeanor and tone when he mentioned Kazdel are quite similar to when Mandela mentioned Tara.

Of course, if this were told to the Blood Demon Lord, he would inevitably be punished with a blood-reverse heart attack. Besides, the two are not exactly alike.

When the Blood Demon Lord looks at Mandela, he will probably say, "You are still a little conservative."

After all, Mandrake just wanted to give all of Victoria's noble anthropomorphic creatures to Tutu, and the Blood Demon Lord was a bit more simple and direct.

Put aside the complicated identification and screening criteria, kill kill kill kill kill kill kill! Ti (Kaz) created all things to feed people, but people have nothing to repay Ti! This monument is erected on the top of the city for Ti, and those who rebel against the devil will die standing or kneeling!

If these two people really met, I'm afraid Mandela would say to the Blood Demon Lord: "You are a bit too extreme."

The Blood Demon Lord would comment on Mandra: "Tara seems to be a bit too urban."

After thinking for a moment and confirming again that this should not be a country but the name of a region or city, Manfred did not continue thinking about it. After all, the focus of Mandela's words was not here.

She said, I have written bad guys on my body, what does that mean?

Manfred turned his head and looked at Ursula beside him. Ursula immediately waved her hand with an innocent look on her face.

She didn't see anything. As soon as Mandela said this, Ursula immediately looked Manfred up and down. She concluded that this guy's meals were indeed good.

She didn't see any "bad guy" signs.

Mandela was too lazy to bother with them for too long. This was Kjerag after all. She didn't need to worry about how that bad guy got his mark. She just wanted to get away from the Sarkaz that made her feel uncomfortable. And by chance, Nastie and the others had already come over after noticing the movement here.

Although Nasty had already noticed the distinct Sarkaz features of Manfred and Ursula from a distance, when she really got closer, she still frowned at the smell of Kazdel's gunpowder on the two.

It's not that Manfred and Ursula are unhygienic, it's just that the banshees have some troublesome racial talents.

Their tears are treated as gems, their body fluids exude a fresh fragrance, and the luxury goods produced by the Banshees are now considered precious items on Popular Terra. The Banshees do have some unknown talents in this regard.

But the newcomers were guests, and the two of them stopped Mandela, so Nasti had to take action.

She first called out to Mandela softly, asking the earth and wood saint that she coveted to return behind her first, and then introduced herself to the two people in front of her:

"Director of the Rhine Life Engineering Department, Nastie Runorei."

"Hello, Banshee. I'm Manfred, this is Ursula, and we're from the Kazdel Military Council."

Nastie glanced at the two of them coldly, without giving them a good look, and said coldly:

"Prime Minister Ernst said something that makes a lot of sense, you know? I'm still working now."

"And when you are working, you should refer to your job title."

Nasti is not resisting her banshee identity, she is not ashamed of being a Sarkaz. The city in the sky that she wants to build is also called Kazdel, and it should be the promised land of the Sarkaz.

But when you go out, your identity and face are given by yourself. Nasti didn't want the two people in front of her who were sensitive about their identities to have any unnecessary fantasies about her just because her race was a banshee. Rather than let that happen, it would be better to eliminate any possibility of misunderstanding from the beginning.

Ursula obviously understood the underlying meaning of Nastia's words. She did not hesitate and simply changed the address:

"Director Nastie, please rest assured that we have no other purpose. We are just here to take care of you in a foreign country out of our fraternity as Sarkaz."

Nastie couldn't help laughing for a moment.

Ursula couldn't help but amuse herself.

After all, although it is a cliché that expresses no malicious intent, the words "the brotherhood of the Sarkaz" are so funny that you can't help laughing. Analysis: It's so funny.

However, as the saying goes, laughter is the best way to get closer. After Ursula's humorous trick, Nastie's hostility subsided a little. She said cautiously:

"Thank you both for your kindness, but I'm living a comfortable life in Kjerag. I'm not considering switching to any other company for the time being, nor do I plan to leave for any other country or region. If you were planning to offer me an offer, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"Ms. Nasty, you don't have to refuse so quickly." Ursula said with a smile.

To be honest, they didn't really mean that.

The mission that Tresis gave to Manfred and Ursula was to come to Kjerag to verify the authenticity of Hedley's intelligence, that is, to verify whether Rhodes Island really stayed in Kjerag and reached some agreement with Kjerag, and was trying to make a comeback.

They had basically completed this mission. Rhodes Island had indeed appeared in Kjerag, and the residents on Kjerag Street knew this. Ernst couldn't hide it, and he didn't want to hide it at all. Now, they just needed to confirm Kal'tsit's whereabouts, and then they could go back and report.

As for the follow-up of the mission, Tracy actually didn't mention it at all.

Whether it was destroying Rhodes Island on the spot, killing Kal'tsit, or spying on them, creating trouble, or robbing the Luo camp with two riders, making a great achievement! Tracys never mentioned it.

As for sending an offer, that was out of the question. There hadn't been a response to the invitation letter that Tracys had sent to the Banshee Court. Although it was most likely torn up by the big banshee, no response meant no response. Before it was officially confirmed, he was unlikely to find a banshee to set up another court.

But Nasti's vigilant attitude did make her feel a little hurt.

Is it such a disgusting thing to work for the Military Committee? The Military Committee is now the legitimate Sarkaz! Yes, although the Black Crown disappeared after the unfortunate death of the former Demon King Theresa, and the new Demon King has not yet appeared, Theresis seems to know something, but he keeps silent about it. However, he did lead the Sarkaz to fight, took advantage of the situation to occupy Londinium, and then became independent. Now he has begun to repair and build Victoria's super weapon Shard Building, and also handed over the artifact of the giant beast [Time] [Clock of Time] to himself, a Sarkaz who is not his direct descendant.

Ursula couldn't tell whether Tracy was a good person or a bad person, but she knew that Tracy was at least a capable person, and now only a capable person could lead the Sarkaz out of their current predicament.

No matter what method he uses.

The Sarkaz no longer have any choice. Even if they did, that path has been cut off.

The road was blocked, no matter if it was blocked or she didn't want to go, it was too late to talk about it. Sarkaz rejected her.

Compared to Ursula, Manfred was more interested in the tin can next to him.

He felt a scorching heat from it, it was a blazing fire, it was the familiarity and memories that came from the Sarkaz blood, it was a signal that Manfred could recognize even though he had never seen it before.

"Condemnation Clan, are you the Fire Demon?"

He said in some disbelief.

He had heard from the Absolution Master that General Tresis did not take Balrog with him from Columbia. The Absolution Master said that the reason given by General Tresis was that Balrog refused his invitation and was unwilling to return with him.

But this fire demon who was unwilling to follow Tracy back to the Military Committee now appeared in Kjerag?

Add to that the banshee Nastie and the remnant of Theresa's party, Kal'tsit, and the possibility of them planning something in Kjerag has greatly increased!

Hedley really didn't provide false information? !

The Banshee originally leaned towards Rhodes Island. She repeatedly said that she was unwilling to join the military committee led by General Tresis. Was it because she already belonged to a faction? The Balrog was now staying in Kjerag. On the surface, it was only related to Kjerag, but in fact, Kjerag was just a platform for communication and a cover-up?

Manfred has no evidence, but that doesn't stop him from raising the possibility.

Besides, this is just what they discovered. Who knows if Kjerag is related to other Sarkaz?

Cyclops, blood demons, liches, stone-winged demons... Don't say you don't care about worldly affairs. Haven't you seen that the Balrog, which has been extinct for thousands of years, has been brought back to life? How can not caring about worldly affairs be more strictly guarded than the death of all people?

Manfred's expression became serious, and he suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

They have been discovered by Ernst, so does that mean that Kal'tsit has actually learned about their presence in Kjerag?

Furthermore, was their trip under surveillance? What was Hedley's situation like? Was his meeting with Nastie and Balrog part of Kal'tsit's plan?

General Tracy said that Kal'tsit is a sinister and cunning woman and should not be underestimated. Some things, even if it is just a suspicion, require extreme vigilance!

A concrete "danger" seemed to appear above his head, and Manfred decisively chose to retreat.

The investigation can be put on hold. He must first make sure that he and Ursula are not being monitored by Kal'tsit!

The Fire Demon Safar recognized his junior at a glance and felt touched.

He spent his days in Kjerag, and no one knew he was a Sarkaz.

Those unlucky kids even called him "Heating Fairy" or "Stove Uncle", which was really infuriating to the Flame Demon!

In his old days, when Safar told his name, it was to stop children from crying at night! Who would have thought that thousands of years later, he would be reduced to the point where he would tell you his name in a bedtime story in the middle of the night to make you laugh!

Now that he had met this young Sarkaz, although he didn't know what the Military Committee he mentioned was, this didn't stop Safar from taking the opportunity to show off and, by the way, implicitly express his meaning of "Save me!"

He coughed lightly, and two flames spurted out of his armor. He was about to speak:

"Yes, I am......"

"Sorry, farewell!"

"?"

Before Safar could react, he saw Manfred whispering to Ursula, then he apologized with a serious face and turned away quickly.

The resoluteness of that figure actually made people feel that it was a desperate escape.

At the same time, Safar also noticed the fluorescent words "bad guy" on Manfred's body when he turned around.

Safar: “............”

No, don't go! I haven't finished talking yet!

If you want to leave, take me with you! I don't want to stir up trouble! It's okay if you are a bad guy, everyone was a bad guy before? We can talk about the treatment!

It's okay if you don't talk about the treatment! You can even let me be a water demon!

Come back, little Sarkaz, come back! How can I live without you?

"Huh, I finally got rid of him." Nastie let out a long sigh, patted Mandela on the shoulder, and urged, "Go quickly and come back soon."

Then he turned around and pressed the shoulder of the tin-can-sized fire demon Safar who was about to catch up with him, making a crisp snapping sound.