People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Maenna paused, looked into Ernst's eyes, and said seriously:

"Could you please do me a small favor this time, Mr. Ernst?"

Ernst nodded as expected.

Of course he knew that Mayenna must have something to ask for when she found him this time.

No one comes to visit without a reason. With Mainna's personality, the reason why Ernst was able to lure him out last time was entirely because of the information in his hand about Snitz in Leithania, the authenticity of which was unknown. And this time, a man who was most afraid of trouble, took the initiative to find himself, a guy who was definitely in trouble in his eyes. If he said that there was nothing going on and they were just reminiscing about the past, Ernst would never believe it.

Why did he and Maenna have so many old stories to reminisce about? Did they talk about "Nani, the intelligence was false"?

But Ernst had no intention of refusing. Just as Maenna had said, he had done him a favor after all. With just a piece of information that Ernst himself did not know whether it was true or not, he had made it so that Hintleya, the little white horse, would never come back from Kjerag. Ernst felt that he had made a big profit.

The value of Xinteleia in his heart is far greater than that information.

So, regardless of whether Mannati mentioned this matter or not, Ernst didn't mind helping him a little within the feasible scope.

Just think of it as a good relationship. After all, uncle is Casimir's hidden high-level combat power, and there is no harm in having a good relationship with him.

"But it doesn't matter."

Ma Enna nodded, took a deep breath, and said seriously:

"I want to immigrate to Kjerag with my family."

"Well, this isn't that difficult... Wait, huh?"

Ernst suddenly reacted and looked at Mayna in surprise. However, Mayna's face was serious, her brows were furrowed, and she didn't seem to be joking at all.

Seeing Ernst agreed readily, a faint smile appeared on his face:

"That's good. Mr. Ernst said so. I feel relieved."

Uh...I...

Before Ernst could even open his mouth, Xinteleya asked the question for him:

"But why?"

"Does Mr. Mainna have any complaints about Casimir?"

"You should ask me what I am satisfied with about Casimir."

Maenna asked and answered her own questions.

"The answer is no."

"As for why. Miss Xinteleya, why did you leave Casimir in the first place?"

"I?"

Xinteleya blinked, as if she had not expected that Maena would throw the question back. She showed a somewhat cute stunned expression, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.

"Because... I'm not happy in Casimir. How should I put it? It's just... not easy. I'm not satisfied with many things, but I can't find a way to change them. I have to force myself to adapt to them."

"Then I met the boss, learned about Kjerag, and found a better place to go, so I... couldn't wait to leave."

As Xinteleya spoke, a noticeable blush appeared on her fair face. She lowered her head involuntarily, burying her head like an ostrich.

Unfortunately, she is not Horhaiya or Vina. She cannot bury her head in the "sand dunes".

Ma Enna nodded after hearing this:

“That’s why I’m here.”

"But Mr. Mainna and I are different. I was just an ordinary, lower-class competitive knight. I couldn't get any resources, and I didn't have a good place. The more famous knight orders were unwilling to accept me unless I agreed to those...excessive demands."

"My career as a knight was a failure. Although now that I think about it, if I had really been as famous as the Candle Knight, I probably wouldn't have met the boss. I'm a little scared of that future."

As Xinteleya spoke, she couldn't help but pull Ernst's sleeve. Ernst smiled comfortingly and held her hand.

Xinteleya's face finally showed some relief. She looked at Maenna and said:

"But Mr. Maenna has already succeeded. With your birthplace, your strength, and your current achievements, the knights of the Linguang family defeated the former triple champion, and the Casimir team won its first victory. This news has spread throughout Casimir, right?"

Isn't your niece Maria also very happy? He and Ernst were also in the audience at the time. Miss Maria was leaning on the front row, watching you win the championship with a look of surprise on her face, and cheering for you. Xinteleya still remembers it vividly.

She didn't say this out loud because Ernst had warned her to try not to mention his family in front of Maina.

This is Mainna's Achilles' heel.

Upon hearing this, Maena smiled helplessly.

Yes, most Casimirs think so.

With a profound family background, outstanding family background, strong strength and outstanding military achievements, no matter how he lives, he seems to be a real winner in life.

But Mainna is very clear-headed and he will never be dazzled by this blatant sugar-coated bullet.

Those who call themselves his fans worship their idol, Maynna; those oligarchs of the business association promote their knight, Maynna; the so-called Supervisory Council that stands with him supports their representative, Maynna.

Behind every Mauna are dense puppet threads, every Mauna has been dyed to look the way they want, and every Mauna is the look they hope they will choose in the end.

Accept this so-called kindness? No, that would just be succumbing to the real malice.

Mainna had no doubt about this at all, because, even though the name "Maenna" was now well-known throughout the Great Knight Territory, and his experiences as a ranger and his achievements as a knight were talked about with relish, no one still cared about the past of that office worker Mainna.

No one has ever asked or mentioned the whereabouts of his brother and sister-in-law in the "Lingguang family" to which Maenna belonged.

Because people just don’t care.

Lin Guang is just a label that outlines the image of Mainna in their minds. If you pick out a hundred people who declare that they have been Mainna’s fans for ten years and ask them who Snitks is, no one can answer!

This is the truth.

"You think I succeeded? Sintreya?"

"No, I failed. I failed completely."

"Just think of me as someone who is unhappy. I want to escape this city, this country, and start a new life somewhere else with my family."

Mahnana Road,

"Mr. Ernst, I think you will not refuse my request."

Ernst was silent for a while, and finally nodded:

"If you have convinced the Supervisory Board and the Chamber of Commerce to propose relocation to Kjerag not as political asylum but immigration."

"I have no opinion."

Chapter 402: Sarkaz, get up and cause trouble!

Enthiotis didn't blame the mace.

Anyone can see that the mace did its best in that battle. Whether it was the timing of the attack, the unexpected attack method, or the combat method of implementing its own characteristics and suppressing the enemy with powerful and rapid attacks, the mace had done its best.

This best has even surpassed Enchiodis's initial expectations, and even surpassed herself when she was still the Black Knight.

This is quite rare. You know, after being redeemed by Enthiotis, Mace has basically never experienced any decent battles. She is Enthiotis's dedicated bodyguard, a symbol of Kalan's trade armed forces, and the eldest sister Mace who is worshipped and loved by the Kjerag people. But these identities, without exception, do not require her to face the frequent and fierce battles like in the era of knight competitions.

Because most of the time, a bodyguard’s duty is to “prevent security risks from occurring” rather than “protect the protected person when security risks arise.”

Besides, to be honest, Enthiotis had never thought that anyone would come to assassinate him, the president of Kalan Trade. Foreign tycoons and oligarchs simply looked down on his wealth, and those arrogant politicians were mostly not interested in a tiny place like Kjerag.

The Victorians are an exception, but the Victorians are greedy, and Enthiotis often takes care of them to ensure that business is not affected.

In the past, he was wary of the Great Elder who might do something desperate, but he didn't expect that when the day came when the Great Elder really did do something desperate, the person he targeted was not him, but his younger brother. Moreover, the result of this jump over the wall was not a rabbit biting people when it is desperate, but being made into a pot of "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall".

Not only did he lose, but his political legacy was also completely taken away by Ernst.

When Kjerag's core officially began to focus on Ernst, the mace had even less room to use. So much so that now, in addition to challenging the avalanche, which was her inherent outlet, she also had the added entertainment of "sparring" with the Sarkaz teacher named He Dalei.

At first, Enthiotis did not expect that Jian could win the championship again and create the legend of four championships. He just hoped to go further than Ernst and defeat his younger brother.

If Ernst heard this, he would definitely complain: "You are so petty!"

But there is no way. They can't gain any advantage in other places. They can only bully Ernst because there are too few conventional combat forces around him.

If he can't even win at this point, then where is his authority as the eldest brother who is like a father to him?

Besides, you can say that I am giving up, but I can guarantee that Ernst thinks the same way!

All I can say is that Enthiotis really understood Ernst, and his guess was absolutely correct, and Ernst indeed thought so.

It doesn't matter if there's a big boss in the game, just win more than Enthiotis!

So, this is also the most depressing thing for Enchiodis.

Jian was defeated in the first round, and there was no revival match in the sports meeting, which meant that if, in case, probably, possibly, in the next match, Ernst's Jeston fought against Yan Guo's Zhongyue, and Jeston won...

Enthyodis trembled all over!

He didn't even dare to imagine how Ernst would behave like that!

"Hiss, why don't you just admit your mistake? Maybe we can reconcile now..."

"Brother? What are you talking about?"

Enthyotis suddenly raised his head and looked at Ernst who was walking into the room with a bag of souvenirs, and quickly shook his head:

"I say...why are you so late?"

"Uh, well, I ran into an old friend on the way. I wasn't paying attention and ended up chatting with him for a while. What's the matter? Is there something urgent you're looking for me today?"

Seeing that he had successfully fooled the enemy, Enciodis breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's nothing urgent, I just have a few things to discuss with you. Please sit down first. What did you buy?"

"Souvenirs for Enya and Enshia." Ernst pulled out a chair and sat down, then glanced at Enshiodis. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Two things, about Victoria and Columbia."

"Let's talk about Victoria first."

Enchiotis nodded:

"There's news from the Duke of Windermere that the Grand Dukes have already started making preparations."

"what to prepare?"

"The Siege of Londinium."

Ernst was stunned, somewhat unbelievable:

"Why now? Did they say when? Why didn't Daphne tell me anything?"

Enchiodis shrugged.

"Because the Duke of Windermere didn't seem to want to let Delphine know about this, so he asked me to convey this to you. I don't quite understand her mentality, but this military noble seems to want to keep her children away from the war."

".........Harmful."

Ernst smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Actually, what Enchiodis said sounded a bit wrong to him.

Isn't it natural for parents who have experienced war to want their children to stay away from war? Why has it become such an absurd idea here?

Isn't the purpose of throwing the first punch to avoid a hundred punches?

Unfortunately, this trenched Terra is the problem of this land!

Ernst could understand Amphillis's idea. The reason why he sent Delphine to lead the delegation was probably to take advantage of this opportunity to complete the war preparations without telling Delphine. This mother did her best to protect her daughter.

However, this still cannot explain why the grand dukes chose this time.

The International Games were being held, and Duke Kast himself was even invited by Grand Knight Russell to attend as a guest, but the Grand Dukes were preparing to send troops to Londinium. What was Kast's attitude towards this matter? Did she know or not? Did she approve or disapprove?

Or is it that the operation led by Ampherisse Windermere was intended to conceal not only Daphne, but also the Duke of Caister?

But this is too much to take for granted. Given the Duke of Caster's influence in Victoria, how could Ampherisse hide it from her?

"I know you are wondering about the Duke of Caister's intentions, right?"

Enthiotis Road,

"I actually can't give you an answer to this question. But I can tell you that the dukes chose to take action at this time for a reason."

Ernst frowned slightly, and without further ado, he said the name:

"Sarkaz? Are they causing trouble?"

Enchiodis did not answer immediately, but kept it a secret: