People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Ernst has to face not only Lateran, but also the faithful followers of Lateranism in all of Terra. What's the benefit of offending them?

It's a win-win situation for both of us, so why should I trade one for one?

Evangelista XI smiled slightly and nodded with satisfaction:

"I was confused. Prime Minister Ernst is right. Let's confirm the time."

"How about setting off tomorrow?" Ernst asked.

Evangelista XI was stunned: "Isn't this a bit too hasty?"

Ernst spread his hands and said, "I have to come back within seven days to announce the results."

Evangelista XI pondered for a moment and said, "That's fine. However, I still have some things to deal with. I can write a personal letter, stamp it, and give it to Mostima, and let her take you back. Prime Minister Ernst should still remember the way to meet the Law, right?"

"It's natural."

Ernst nodded.

"Can I bring someone with me?"

"This... I'm afraid it's not convenient?" Evangelista XI resisted.

Ernst did not force it. After all, that place was the biggest secret of the entire country and even the entire race. It was really inappropriate to bring people in. He just asked casually.

Besides, he estimated that Kristen wouldn't be able to leave for a while.

After all, a certain Ms. Vaifan is really angry right now.

..........

Kjerag, Matterhorn, Dome Research Station.

The lift platform of the escape passage slowly rose, revealing Saria's tall and sturdy figure.

She is actually not very tall, with a height of 174cm, which is just above average, but no one thinks that the adjective "strong and tall" is inappropriate for her.

Because she is Saria.

Seeing that Saria had completely risen, Kristen immediately showed a somewhat guilty smile and went forward:

"Sareya, are you okay?"

"They even designed a lifting platform specifically for the escape route, Christen."

Saria's voice was very calm, so calm that Muerseth and Nasti, who were standing next to Christen, couldn't help but shiver.

Something bad is happening.

"Well, Kristen, I suddenly remembered that Ernst asked me to talk about the Sky City today. I'll go first."

Nastie was the first to run away. Seeing that the banshee ran faster than anyone else, Muerseth immediately reacted and was unwilling to fall behind.

"Haha, since Saria is fine, I'll leave first. I also made an appointment with Ernst to go shopping and talk about Yelagund!"

She was more direct, and as soon as she finished speaking, she planned to disperse her water clone directly.

Only a fool would send his real body to see Saria in this state. He has many clones, but he only has one life, and Miu Miu has only one cute face!

But how could Saria give them this opportunity?

A cold snort sounded in the ears of the three people, and the next second, Saria appeared in front of Muirseth's water clone and swung her fist without hesitation.

"Clap!"

There was a sound of a rock hitting water, and before Muirses's water clone could disintegrate itself, its teeth were blown away!

Although it would not cause any harm to the person himself, the power of this punch still made the two remaining people present feel a little nervous.

What kind of power is this, and how can we resist it?

I'm afraid that even if we open an escape route again, we won't be able to stop Saria now! No one can stop her now!

Without even a moment of mourning for the water clone of Muerseth, Nasti, who was trying to escape, suddenly heard a loud noise.

Then, a hand that looked like a heavy machine clamped her right hand like a vise. Her steps suddenly stopped. The natural dominance of the Sarkaz was unable to move at this moment!

"Let's talk about it later."

Saria said softly.

Nasti's pupils shrank, and cold sweat flowed from her temples, slid across her face, and dripped onto the ground.

"it is good."

At this time, Saria looked at the instigator of everything, the mastermind behind it all, the big golden retriever who longed to fly - Kristen Wright.

Kristen felt her lips were a little dry, so she tried to speak to ease the atmosphere:

"Sareya, are you okay? There was an accident during the experiment. I remember I dropped something..."

"It's been taken care of."

Hiss——Deal with it…?

What a terrible statement. What on earth was that thing I threw down? I remember that researcher was holding a vase as his wife. I guess what I threw down was something similar, right?

"No, you're not hurt, right?" Kristen asked.

"You can't hurt me. Don't throw anything from a high place. I'm done eating."

Saria answered briefly, shutting down all of Kristen's questions.

But to be honest, Kristen had more problems.

Food? Maybe it's the dinner I'm going to heat up for the evening?

But it was obvious that Saria didn't intend to let Christen delay any longer.

She asked the question calmly, but it seemed to contain the power of a martial saint who was a red card:

"Now, are you going back to Rhine Life with me?"

Christen swallowed and issued a declaration of defeat after Saria rose from the ground!

"I will be back."

Chapter 333 Nasti: I play the suona

Kjerag, Tukarim, Ernst Office.

"Dong-dong-dong-dong!"

A series of rapid knocks on the door interrupted Ernst, who was arranging his work for the next few days. He looked at the door in surprise, then looked at Holhaiya who was taking notes. Miss Quetzalcoatl shrugged with an innocent expression.

Ernst then waved his hand, indicating that she should wait in the meeting room next door for a while, and then opened the door.

What I heard was a series of miserable pleas:

"Help, help, Ernst, help! Saria is so fierce! Let me hide here with you for a while!"

Muirseth's movements were as agile as Perro in the mountains. She squeezed in through the crack of the door in a flash. Before Ernst could ask what happened, she grabbed Ernst's arm and shook it back and forth as if she had found a life-saving straw.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Saria is catching up! There's no time to explain!"

Ernst opened his mouth and looked towards the door of the adjacent conference room.

Muirseth immediately ran over, opened the door with a snap, and rushed inside, bumping into Holhaiya who was eavesdropping behind the door.

Then she was bounced back.

Mules rubbed her head, her mouth slightly open, and her confused little face obviously didn't understand what was going on. It was not until her eyes met with Holhaiya's in mid-air that Mules suddenly realized what the feeling of hitting an elastic sponge was just now.

Her lips trembled, and the expression she gave Horhaiya seemed to form a pian-shaped statistical chart - three parts resentment, three parts jealousy, two parts self-pity, and two parts despair.

At that moment, she could tell at a glance that the woman in front of her was definitely not a good person!

Snake spirit! It's a snake spirit! It's a snake spirit that bewitches people and disrupts their practice!

Unfortunately, time did not allow her to express all her complaints. However, she was afraid that if she said it out loud, Holhaiya would be happier.

After all, she is a feathered serpent, and compared to the disguised Libori, Phidias (snake) is obviously more in line with her race and personality.

After all, she has the memory of several generations of ancestors for more than 400 years. As the oldest person in the whole of Kjerag, she is different from those Liberi who are always out of touch!

What, you're questioning whether I'm the oldest?

Come on, is there anyone in Kjerag who is older? Yelagund is not a human being? Are you saying that Ernst is older than me? Or that Hinterlaya is older than me?

You are not as good as me in every aspect, right?

"Boom boom boom——"

The knock on the door sounded again, and it was like a death warrant that made Muirseth tremble all over. She didn't care why there was a bad woman hiding in the room. She hurriedly rushed in with her head down and closed the door.

Ernst looked at all this with some confusion, turned around and opened the door again.

Standing outside the door was Nastie, her expression was very stiff. When she saw Ernst opening the door, she immediately apologized:

"Ernst, I'm sorry."

Ernst raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

Nasti took a deep breath, with a look of helplessness written all over her face:

"Is Muirseth here?"

"she......."

Ernst hesitated for a moment, staring at Nastia's tense face, and shook his head as if he understood something.

"I haven't been here before, what's wrong?"

"call--"

Nastie took a short breath.

"Sareya is looking for her."

"Sareya is out?"

"Krysten just got her out."

Ernst tilted his head left and right, looked behind Nastie, and confirmed that Kristen and Saria were not there, then asked:

"What about them?"

Nastie took out her bone flute with a pen tip inserted into it, and under Ernst's shocked gaze, she pulled out the pen tip, wiped it, put it to her lips, and played the extremely sad tune:

"Kristen voluntarily returned to Columbia~"

It must be said that the Sarkaz banshees were indeed quite good in this regard. As expected of a race whose full name was "Banshees of Death", when they announced the news of death, their voices were so gentle and sad that people could not help but feel sad and want to cry, as if they really had magic.

The only problem is that Kristen is not dead!

Isn't it just going back to Columbia? Why do you seem to be blowing my brother off?

Ernst felt that if he were surfing the Internet now, he should at least send a penguin laughing emoticon to go with it, but unfortunately there was no such emoticon in reality, and he didn't know that certain Daitou Yu.

It is a big regret in life to have something to complain about but not be able to express it, and to feel depressed and unable to get out of it!

Ernst originally thought that this was Nastie's limit, but he didn't expect her to continue playing the next part. She didn't put down the bone flute and didn't stop playing:

"I also volunteered to return to Columbia~"

The sound is like resentment, longing, weeping, and complaining, and the lingering sound is like a thread that never stops. It dances like a hidden dragon in a deep valley, and weeps like a widow on a lonely boat.

Ernst: “..........”

No, does it make you so sad to go back to Colombia?

Colombia is not hell on earth, you and Kristen are not wanted thieves, and I am not going to deport you back.

I know this, I know that when you go back, you will go back to Rhine Life to be rich, well-dressed, well-fed, and command hundreds of people to do scientific research. Those who don't know would think that you are being sent to Mansfield Mobile Prison to serve your sentences and be executed later!

"If you don't want to, just don't go back." Ernst couldn't help but say.

"No, no, no, I do."

Nastie shook her head quickly.

"Come to think of it, I haven't been back for a long time. The engineering department is in the hands of Ferdinand and Justin. He might have sold my collection. I really need to go back and take a look."