People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"Fremont is the contemporary scribe of the Lich King's Court... that is, the Lord of the Court. In fact, he is not the strongest. The situation of the Lich King's Court is very special. Because of their special life form, many old liches are still alive, but they rarely pay attention to the affairs of the outside world. Among these liches, there are many who have extreme malice towards the ancestors and the gods. Don't take it lightly. If you want to ensure safety, please remember that any court is extremely dangerous! Be very careful when contacting them!"

After Kal'tsit finished speaking, she paused for a moment and then immediately continued:

"Also, Ernst, are you serious about setting up an official organization to manage the Sarkaz?"

Ernst nodded. "Of course. The number of Sarkaz in Kjerag is increasing. As you said, the Sarkaz are a very special race. I think it is necessary to establish an organization for communication and management."

Kelsey's heart tightened, and she took several deep breaths. Her lips trembled slightly as she asked:

"Is it really that necessary?"

Ernst was very excited. He couldn't say much about the information popularization about liches, but this topic was within his professional field.

"Of course it's necessary!"

"Kal'tsit, we are old acquaintances. To be honest, I'm asking Hedley for help to recruit some talented Sarkaz from all over the place to Kjerag, and it's been very effective. A few days ago, I received news that a Sarkaz from the [Sons of Earth] race has arrived upon invitation. According to her, a [Scavenger] should come in a while..."

"Ho~"

"Hey, Kelsey?"

Ernst stood up suddenly, walked quickly to Kal'tsit, supported the old lynx's body which was about to fall, and pinched her philtrum with his hand.

This is how old people are. They are prone to illness if they are not careful. Ernst used to think that characters in fantasy settings like "The Immortal" should not have such troubles, but he did not expect that the fantasy of Terra is very realistic. Kal'tsit is old, and although she can't die, looking at her appearance, she has all the underlying diseases.

Apart from anything else, I don’t know if it’s a stroke, cerebral infarction or epilepsy, it’s happened twice, and she never treated herself. Can Rhodes Island really be a medical company?

Ernst was really afraid that one day, while he was chatting with Kal'tsit, Kal'tsit would suddenly fall down and never get up again. He would have to say in a daze: "Hey, Kal'tsit, why did you die?" and then have to bear a compensation for it. Isn't this extortion?

After about a minute of downtime, Kal'tsit finally restarted.

She looked at Ernst. Her eyes and expression were as fragile as the ragdoll cat that Ernst's neighbor had in his previous life, making people want to love it.

It's time to love cats.

cough cough.

Ernst silently took out the terminal and turned on the camera. Just as he was about to record the precious scene, Kal'tsit readjusted her expression at an astonishing speed and stared at Ernst's actions coldly.

"I'm going to call an ambulance."

Ernst explained quickly.

Kelsey stared at him for a while before nodding:

"Thank you, no, I'm fine."

"Are you really okay? I see this isn't your first attack..." Ernst was still a little worried.

But Kal'tsit couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Who do you think did it? Who do you think did it? Who do you think did it?

Ignoring Ernst's concern, she corrected him:

"If you're talking about the race that's good at communicating with the earth and manipulating soil and stone, they're the Sons of Earth and Stone, not the Sons of Earth and Wood. Or, if you want to make a better distinction, you can call them the Stone Winged Demons."

"Stone Winged Demon?" Ernst nodded. "Is this also one of the royal courts of the Sarkaz?"

Kal'tsit nodded: "Yes, but they have almost disappeared in these years. I didn't expect..."

I didn't expect you to find it.

Kal'tsit originally wanted to say this, but it seemed like she was praising Ernst, and she must not let Ernst get any advantage!

Also, Hedley, when did you, a thick-browed Sarkaz, get so confused by Ernst's sugar-coated bullets that you secretly dragged Sarkaz to Kjerag? Have you reported this to Babel? Do you still consider yourself a Babel person?

I'll deal with you later!

Kal'tsit was stabbed in the back by her old colleague, and she became more depressed, but she had to continue asking:

“How do you plan to set up this organization?”

The organization, naturally, refers to the organization that manages the Sarkaz, the Shelag Sarkaz Residents Committee.

Ernst had already prepared a plan and told it in detail:

"Well, we must first learn from past experience, combine it with modern management knowledge, reform and innovate the bureaucracy, build a strong leadership team, and manage the Sarkaz in a refined, grid-based, and systematic way. The key to the problem is to grasp the most critical issue of the Sarkaz race. In general, we should take food and clothing as the standard and a well-off society as the goal to create a new large collective with centripetal force."

Kelsey nodded.

Do you understand?

She understood.

The general idea is to learn from the old experience and lessons of the Sarkaz royal court, and manage each Sarkaz clan separately according to the different work areas, customs, and cultural traditions of the branch clans within the Sarkaz. And set up corresponding bureaucrats to replace the position of the head of the royal court, implement modern management work that focuses on things rather than people, establish a mature bureaucratic system, and at the same time enhance the authority of the neighborhood committee as a leader, and recruit more Sarkaz with food and clothing...

To sum it up briefly - you really want to set up your own royal court!

Perhaps because she had expected it, Kal'tsit was not too shocked this time. She felt somewhat calm and even touched.

She anticipated Ernst's thoughts.

What a great start!

Kelsey's comment on this is:

"Ernst, we are friends."

Ernst was slightly stunned, and seemed to be a little unresponsive as to why Kal'tsit suddenly said this, but he still nodded:

"Of course, Rhodes Island and Kjerag help each other, and you have helped me a lot, so of course we are friends."

"Well, I have a request, can you agree to it?"

Kelsey raised her head and looked at Ernst with her big eyes, which were shining with pleading.

"Please let me be the consultant of this neighborhood committee. I can do anything!"

Ernst leaned back slightly, a little hesitant:

"Do you know the weight of what you said?"

Ernst didn't know much about Kal'tsit's record, but he knew that she had refused the last time he invited her to take a sinecure in Kjerag.

Why did you suddenly change your mind now?

Kal'tsit gritted her teeth, and nodded heavily as if she had made some kind of decision.

Of course, she made this decision after careful consideration. In order to avoid bringing trouble to Rhodes Island, she had even prepared her resignation letter from Rhodes Island. If anything happened, she would submit her resignation letter at lightning speed, approve it herself, and cut ties at lightning speed!

As for being afraid? What was there to be afraid of? Wasn't she working in the same position as Theresa a year ago? If she was able to do it then, why couldn't she do it this time?

Amiya is on top, with the Black Crown! Askalon is beside, with the old man of Babel! The all-star lineup plays the resurrection match. This time their situation is much better than when they fought with Tracys. At least this time, Tracys dare not attack Kjerag directly. And she has already entrusted Askalon to keep an eye on Ernst when she is not around.

With her around, can the assassin come again?

Of course, this is the last resort.

If possible, Kal'tsit didn't want Ernst to get too involved with the Sarkaz. The water was too deep and muddy, and it was not suitable for Ernst to wade in it now. Kal'tsit was already satisfied that he could successfully complete the conception of the World Summit.

As for solving the Sarkaz problem, the crux lies not only in the country of the ancestors, but also in the Sarkaz themselves and Tresis of Londinium.

She just wants to occupy this spot first. As for what kind of cat litter to use later, we can discuss it later!

Ernst finally gave his standard answer: "I'll think about it." After this, the two of them tacitly skipped the topic.

After all, this is still just a concept. Kjerag's Sarkaz are said to be many, but so far, even if the fallen angel Mostima is added together, there are less than two hands. It can only be said that the idea is beautiful, but the specific implementation time and effect are still unknown.

Besides that, Kal'tsit has another problem.

She had sneaked into the Grand Knight's Territory for such a long time without telling Ernst, and released the master assassin Ascalon, so it was impossible that she would gain nothing.

She has confirmed the identity of [Chongyue], and it is the same result that she least wants to see. [Chongyue] is indeed that [Chongyue], not just a coincidence of the same name.

The strongest of Yan Country, and possibly the strongest beast on this land, came to Casimir to participate in a game. This is really hard to say. If you say that the Yan Country people have no conspiracy behind them, Kal'tsit will never believe it.

Moreover, for some reason, Kal'tsit's intuition told her that the Yan people's plot was probably related to the snow leopard in front of her.

Although she didn't expect much, she still asked:

"Ernst, did you reach a deal with the Yan people?"

Ernst blinked in surprise: "Why do you say that?"

"Because... Zhongyue..."

Kal'tsit was still hesitating whether to tell Ernst about Zhongyue's identity. The next second, Ernst laughed:

"You really do know who Zhongyue is."

"That's right. A senior official of Yan Nation has reached an agreement with me. Kjerag may have to deal with the agents of [year-old] in the future. What, you have intelligence on them too? Tell me quickly... Hey, Kal'tsit!"

Ernst stood up quickly, while on the other side, Kal'tsit had already covered her chest with her hands.

The power reactor is such a pain!

"Ho-"

Chapter 420: Yelagund: Everything is up to the Holy Son, how can I not agree?

Kal'tsit finally came to her senses.

It’s not that she wants to wake up, it’s that she really can’t die.

Since people cannot die, they have to find something to do. Isn't Kjerag's business also a business?

The problem of the Sui Beast in Yan Country has a long history. Although Ernst did not explicitly say which dignitary he had reached a deal with to connect Sui Pian and Kjerag, it is actually not difficult to make the connection.

Ernst had never been to Yan State, and the only high-ranking officials of Yan State he had met were Wei Yanwu, the governor of Longmen, and the other was the Taifu, one of the Three Dukes.

Wei Yanwu can be ruled out directly, as his identity is too sensitive. Do you think he has any influence on the government of Da Yan? Of course he does, but if he really uses his influence, it will undoubtedly be the beginning of a turmoil.

As for Taifu, as a representative of Yan State participating in the World Expo, it was completely predictable that Ernst would come into contact with him. Judging from the time when [Chongyue] left Yan State and came to Casimir, the possibility that Taifu was the driving force behind this matter was much higher than Wei Yanwu.

But why would the Master do this?

Kal'tsit could vaguely guess some of Yan's thoughts. Having traveled all over this land, she had naturally stopped in Yan's country before.

Thousands of years ago, when the Yan people founded their country, there were only two issues that were debated in that simple little court. One was how to feed the millions of people on Yan land, and the other was how to deal with the problem of the giant beasts that entrenched on Yan land.

The Emperor of Great Yan at that time made a very bold decision. He joined forces with the giant beast Sui to launch a war against the giant beast, clearing the obstacles on the road for Yan State with the power of the whole country, and took over large tracts of land suitable for farming and development. Then he killed Sui and eliminated the last obstacle.

Kal'tsit did not comment on this, just like she did not comment on Kjerag's belief in Yelagund. There is no such thing as the best choice, only the choice that suits one's needs.

Another thousand years passed, and when Kal'tsit returned to that land, they were still discussing these two issues.

How to feed the population of billions, which is unique to the land of Terra, and how to solve the problem of the Year Beast.

Is Yan Country not developing? The answer is of course no. Yan Country is of course developing, and it is developing quite well. Compared with other crazy countries, such as Iberia, which rose up by relying on Agor's technology, Letania, which took magic to the extreme, Lateran, where the magical Kal'tsit was speechless, and Columbia, which was led by Max Max, who was both a hope and a hidden danger, Yan Country is one of the few "relatively normal" countries on the land of Terra.

So why are they still discussing these two issues?

Because these are the only two issues that can be argued about forever.

Just like Ernst's analysis, Kal'tsit also knew that the so-called problem of the giant beast [Year] was only superficial, and the core was still the contradiction of Yan Country itself. Everyone needed such an outlet that everyone recognized to vent, and the ancestors set a national policy called [Man conquers nature], so naturally, opposing [Year] became a kind of political correctness.

However, the essence of "political correctness" was originally a kind of glue used to ease conflicts, but it went too far and evolved into what it is today.

To some extent, Kal'tsit had to admire the courage of the contemporary rulers and ministers of Yan State. Whether they did it intentionally or unintentionally, they finally decided to abandon the target that they had been carrying on their backs for thousands of years and whose "corpse" had already rotted, and to face their country and land with a new attitude. This could be considered a good start.

But then again, why choose Kjerag?

"To be honest, I can't really tell you the truth about this."

Ernst's tone was somewhat embarrassed.

The agreement with Yan Country and the establishment of the giant beast re-education base are all confidential matters. From Kal'tsit's point of view, Ernst really has no reason or need to tell her.

Yes, Kelsey does know a lot, just like an encyclopedia or a search engine. Ernst has hardly found a question that can make Kelsey say, "I don't know." But people don't always use Baidu to search, right?

Ernst still remembered that in his previous life, there was a great man who stored confidential documents in a cloud disk, but it was stolen by someone. Even a dead object like a cloud disk has such risks, not to mention that Kal'tsit is a living person.

Only the dead can keep secrets.

Kelsey also understood Ernst's difficulties, so she just asked:

“Are you still in need of a consultant?”

Ernst pursed his lips and did not answer.

Kal'tsit added, "No money. Not even two."

Ernst was somewhat tempted, but he still didn't speak.

Kal'tsit frowned, thought for a moment, and then spoke again: