People in Terra, governing a weird little country

It would be better if Ernst was her backup.

When the Tower of Babel was first established, she wouldn't have to rush to dig up Rhodes Island, nor would she have to wake up the Doctor as hope when the war situation was unfavorable, and she wouldn't have to face so many troubles later.

If Ernst could not be defeated, he could retreat to Kjerag. Being able to advance and retreat is a true weapon!

Moreover, considering Ernst's suspected Sarkaz-friendly physique, Theresa is the white moonlight of all Sarkaz, and he is the male succubus of all Sarkaz. Can Theresa win? Unless he sells his dick to the Lord of the Royal Court!

Ahem, I was thinking off topic.

Realizing that her thoughts were moving in a dangerous direction, Kal'tsit quickly stopped thinking. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Ascalon nodding in agreement:

"That's right. If Ernst was your backup, you wouldn't have been pissed off by him so many times."

Can we please not bring up things that are not related to the topic?

It’s hard, my fist is hard, and I want to breathe out!

Kelsey gave Ascalon a cold look, and then said:

"Since you know that, then go and keep an eye on Ernst. As for Rhodes Island, I picked up a child when I passed by Syracuse. With her here, Rhodes Island will not be at risk for the time being."

"child?"

Askalon was stunned, unable to connect the words "child" and "safety".

But Kal'tsit's expression was very serious. She raised her chin towards Ascalon and suddenly asked:

"Didn't you notice?"

Askalon's brows suddenly frowned, his eyes fixed, and his figure disappeared like a puff of smoke. At the same time, fog suddenly enveloped the medical department's office.

The next second, she caught sight of that figure.

Also hiding in the darkness, holding only a simple knife in his hand, his eyes were sharp, full of animal desires, and almost devoid of humanity.

When Askalon in the smoke turned his gaze towards her, the girl also turned her gaze towards Askalon. Her lips slightly opened, revealing her sharp fangs.

"That's enough, Red. She's not your prey."

Kelsey said calmly.

The murderous intent from the girl called Red instantly disappeared. She pulled her red hood, lowered her head, and crossed her hands on her chest like a shy child.

Askalon reappeared, smacked his lips, and looked at Kal'tsit;

"Where did you find the assassin seedling?"

"This... you shouldn't know." Kal'tsit hesitated for a moment, but still did not tell Ascalon about the struggle between the Syracuse Wolf Lords. She only promised, "During the time you are away, the Red Society will temporarily be responsible for the security of Rhodes Island. When you come back, I will let you train this child."

The first half of the sentence was to reassure Ascalon of the safety of Rhodes Island, and the second half was to promise Ascalon the power that belonged to her.

Kal'tsit will not move from the position of head of SWEEP. In the future, Red will be one of Ascalon's subordinates and become the shadow guardian of Rhodes Island and Amiya.

Askalon took a deep look at Hong who was slowly swinging her tail. The girl's innocent eyes made Askalon's eyelids twitch.

His strength and character are totally inconsistent. Such a contrast shows that this child's background seems to be unusual.

Well, I'll pay attention to it later when I have time.

She nodded to Kal'tsit and left the office.

The current task is to keep an eye on Ernst, who has gained the favor of many Sarkaz.

Half-blood Sarkaz, Banshee, Son of Earth and Stone, resurrected Balrog, and a proper royal court lich, hehe...

She wanted to see how special this snow leopard was that could attract the Sarkaz and even the royal court's interest in him!

"Let's start tracking Ernst tomorrow."

Watching Ascalon's leaving back, Kal'tsit breathed a sigh of relief.

How should I put it? I felt an unprecedented sense of security, but also a little disappointed.

She felt relieved because she had finally persuaded Ascalon to take action. Although Tracys did not agree with her philosophy and had killed his own family, his teaching skills were still very valuable. With Ascalon in charge of monitoring Ernst, at least Kal'tsit didn't have to worry that when Ernst did something cruel again, she would not know about it and Ernst would be caught off guard.

This greatly reduces the possibility of a computer crash and provides important safety protection for extending its service life!

As for disappointment.

She actually felt that Ascalon's reaction wasn't surprising enough.

Why didn't you pull over?

Forget it, there's nothing that can be done. After all, Ascalon doesn't know enough and naturally can't understand her concerns.

After being hit so many times, Kal'tsit rarely regained some of the omniscience of a creature from the previous civilization, and suddenly felt more motivated.

Transporting goods and screwing screws are now more energetic!

Chapter 422: Duke of Caister: Why can't I poach Fremont?

Casimir, Grand Knight of Kavaleriyaki, the weather is fine.

Ernst walked out of the arena a little disappointed.

He thought that the match between Colombia and Iberia would be more suspenseful, because Mr. Toby was a person who dared to write "defeated Saria" in his file, which made Ernst somewhat curious.

Saria's fighting ability is not low. She punches Jeston and kicks the Balrog. So far, Ernst has never seen anyone who can take more than three of his punches.

No one knows where this Toby Tianzun comes from, but he claims to have defeated Saria. Just for this title, Ernst has to support him a little and show up to watch the game.

Unfortunately, this result is obviously a bit... regrettable?

He was in the audience with great interest. He had already spent money to buy popcorn and energy drinks, and was planning to have a thorough viewing experience. But what happened?

To paraphrase Ms. Seria: “Don’t worry, it will be over soon.”

Dario stood up, pulled out his hand cannon, and killed him in one shot. What else is there to say?

Rather, Dario's attack seemed a bit too heavy-handed. He opened fire even when Toby was still charging. Not to mention, he was seriously showing off his Iberian souvenirs one second ago, as if he was advertising, and then he started to attack the next second, which was a bit like a surprise attack.

Come, cheat, come, sneak attack, before Toby Tianzun could react, he fell down exhausted.

Dario probably didn't expect that even though he was giving it his all, the opponent only needed to make a slight move and he would have to kneel down and beg him not to die.

After one shot, Toby Tianzun was completely burnt. Darriel also successfully set many records in the entire International Games by himself.

The most commendable record, which will not be surpassed for a long time, is of course the fastest record of the race. It took only 1 minute and 05 seconds, one minute to advertise Iberia, and 5 seconds to raise the gun, fire, and rush over to start first aid.

In fact, this is not Dario's fault. Who asked that every person who competed before him was so outrageous, leaving a strange stereotype for subsequent contestants?

"Anyone who dares to participate in the competition without being well-known must be a hidden super boss."

Not only Dalio, but most of the people in Casimir think so. So this time, the performance of Casimir's funeral home has experienced an ups and downs growth like an electrocardiogram.

Of course, people do not share the same joys and sorrows. For Ernst, who is not a gambler, his only impression of this game is: "It's unpleasant to watch."

Of course it’s a satisfying story if one can kill the enemy in one move, but that requires me to do it myself. What’s the fun in watching others kill the enemy in one move?

I haven't even finished all the popcorn! rnm, give me back!

Oh, you didn't ask me to pay. That's fine.

Just as he thought of it as a free entertainment, his mood immediately improved a lot. Ernst was just about to stop a car to go back to the hotel to see what Sintela, who had been hiding during the day and coming out at night, was thinking about these days, when a voice behind him called him:

"Long time no see, Prime Minister Ernst."

Hearing this familiar voice, Ernst silently rolled his eyes, then turned around and looked at the person who came.

The Duke of Caster was wearing a white fur coat, and the collar was a mink scarf that was definitely top quality just by looking at the sheen. Although he had light makeup on his face to fight against the erosion of time, it still couldn't hide his old age. It was obvious that he still had room for improvement.

Behind her were Fiona Young and Rita Scamander. They were also old acquaintances. They had followed Duke Kaster during the World Expo. Fiona impressed Ernst the most - she was the only customer who had registered as a VIP of the [Kalan Snowstorm] level in the Enthiotis Pack Beast Racing Club.

It can be seen from the name of the holy mountain Kalan that this is the highest level VIP membership of the Ernst Pack Beast Racing Club, which can enjoy privileges such as petting, riding, betting discounts, special peripheral gifts, blind box guarantees, etc., and of course, priority eating rights.

But the reason why Fiona signed up for membership had nothing to do with these.

The main reason why she spent a huge amount of money - it was said that she had spent all of the Duke of Caster's salary - to register for this membership was because she wanted to buy a pack animal.

More precisely, she wanted to introduce Kjerag's snow mountain pack animals to Victoria's hometown and let them farm the land.

"Tractors are still a bit high-end for us country folk, and they are not easy to maintain. But pack animals are great, very cute, fat and strong, and can also farm. They are absolutely my ideal type!"

These were Fiona's original words as Enthiotis relayed them to Ernst when he was bragging to him about his flourishing beast-of-prey competition.

Ernst was shocked.

Brother, this has nothing to do with competition, right?

Enthiotis felt that he had won anyway, and he promised Fiona that when the pack animals gave birth in the spring of next year, he would send a litter of pack animals to Fiona's hometown.

Ernst did not object, he just hoped that Victoria did not have the same quarantine regulations as England, so that Kjerag's pack animals could survive.

As for the scene in the previous match where Fiona fought back and forth with Windermere's sword guards, Ernst didn't have any deep feelings about it.

It’s not that the fight between the two of them wasn’t exciting, it was more than exciting, it was even a bit bloody. It was much better than Toby!

But after all, I had watched too much magic in the previous two performances, and the taste suddenly became bland and a little bit unsatisfactory.

After staring at Fiona for a while and confirming that this girl who had suffered a loss with the Windermere Sword Guard was now smiling healthily and did not seem to want him to induce labor, Ernst turned his gaze back to the Duke of Caister, bowed slightly and said:

"Duke of Caister, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you been?"

"Thank you for your concern. I hope you are in good health."

The Duke of Caister smiled and said,

"Prime Minister Ernst also just finished watching the game?"

Ernst nodded.

The Duke of Caister shook his head:

"I don't feel as good as Kjerag."

Ernst also shook his head:

"You are too kind, Duke Caister. The strength of the Iberian Grand Inquisitor is amazing. I'm afraid that not many people can withstand Kjerag's hand cannon."

"Jaston, isn't it?"

Ernst was silent for a moment, then denied it: "If nothing unexpected happens, then... it shouldn't be possible."

Jeston's strength is unknown. He becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent, but his strength has a starting value. The opponent's strength must be approximately equal to that of a behemoth, then his strength will begin to change.

So, it cannot be said that there is no hope of defeating Dario, but at least it can be said that it is a complete failure.

After all, he is an Inquisitor standing at the forefront of the fight against the Sea Crisis, one of the three major crises on Terra.

"I think Prime Minister Ernst is being modest."

The Duke of Caister shrugged meaningfully:

"When I say I'm not as good as Kjerag, I'm not just referring to this one match."

"Casimir's International Games still gave too few surprises. If Russell could have someone like you, Ernst, who could give people endless surprises, then she and her Supervisory Council would not have ended up like this."

Ernst did not answer, but just gave a noncommittal smile.

Ernst couldn't comment on how Casimir's International Games went. He could only say that this Games was more than just a sports event, but more of a competition between the Casimir Supervisory Council and the Business Federation for the right to speak and the right to define [Knight].

Even though they seem to be united now, that is the result of compromises. Behind the scenes, the Federation of Commerce has been giving the Supervisory Council trouble, and the Supervisory Council has been giving the Federation of Commerce trouble.

With so many loyal knights and competitive gamblers in Casimir experiencing "an extreme sport that must be experienced once in a lifetime", who do you think suffered the biggest loss?

As for surprises.

Ernst could only say that even the Duke of Castor sometimes lacked vision.

There are so many surprises here.

Duke of Caister took Ernst's smile as a sign of consent and continued:

"There are only a few surprises. Zhongyue has a special status, so I can't dig him out. Jeston, hehe, he is your favorite general, so it's difficult for me to do anything about him. But as for Fremont, I have already sent someone to contact him."

"For so many years, he has been confined to an academy related to the Witch King and feared by the twins. His title is just an ordinary professor. Such a talent cannot be reused. No wonder Leitania was humiliated by Gaul and can only eat Victoria's tail gas."

Kaister's words were very impolite, and her ideas made Ernst say that she was very courageous.

"Tell me, if I try to poach this person, what are the chances?"

Ernst's expression was wonderful, as wonderful as Yelagund's voice and the reason why Nosis's salary was deducted.

He hesitated for a long time, as if he was lost in thought, and finally answered seriously:

"You can try."