People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"Speaking of which, where are we going now?"

Nastie said, "Going to see an old friend."

Mudstone was a little confused. Didn't Nastie say she was from Colombia? Did she have any old friends in Kjerag?

Following Nastia's gaze towards the east, Kjerag's holy mountain, Kalan, was looming in the clouds and mist.

Chapter 432 Yelagund: Do you understand the divine vein? The divine vein!

Shelagh, Manzhuyuan.

Yaer is studying really hard.

Muirseth is indeed a good teacher. She knows much more than she shows to others, from astronomy and geography to food, clothing, housing and transportation. Whether it is the mysterious religious sacrificial ceremonies or the secular dressing and makeup, as long as you dare to ask, there are very few questions she cannot answer.

The rootless water elf did learn a lot in the process of searching for her roots. If at the beginning, Yaer asked Muirseth to be the teacher with the intention of taking care of this poor child, now she really admires this quirky little girl from the bottom of her heart.

Of course, if she wasn't so strict when she was not in class, Yaer might admire her a little more?

"I'm distracted again! I'm distracted again! I'm distracted again!"

Muirseth frowned his handsome eyebrows and threw the chalk from the podium accurately onto Yaer's head, leaving a white mark.

Muirseth would never have thought that this attack would be the most powerful attack she had ever launched in her life.

Yaer came back to her senses from her trance, her eyes were briefly confused, as if wondering who could suddenly attack her. Then she noticed Muirseth standing on the podium, pouting and looking angry. She immediately reacted and smiled apologetically:

"Ah.....I was distracted again. Sorry, Mr. Muirseth."

"This isn't just an apology!"

Muirseth pushed up his glasses and showed a stern dean's attitude:

"Student Yaer has been distracted too often recently. Come to my office after class today and explain the reason!"

When Yaer heard this, her smile froze on her face. She carefully looked at Enya who was sitting next to her, and gently nudged Enya's arm with her elbow, as if asking for help.

But Enya's performance was very heartless. She glanced at Yaer, took a deep breath, and then retracted her hand in Yaer's expectant gaze.

“Ah… ow…”

Letting out a pitiful, incoherent sob, Yaer lowered her head with a red face.

Actually, it didn't matter if she went to the office or something like that. She didn't have any parents to invite, and at most she would just be scolded. Mainly, Yaer felt very embarrassed.

Ernst was still traveling and working hard outside, and Enya was studying hard beside him. As the "god" they believed in, he did not set a good example. He was criticized in front of Enya and was called to the office. It was so shameful.

Yaer was so embarrassed that she felt like she was going to be torn out of her three-bedroom apartment and roll on the ground!

But you can't blame me entirely, isn't it just that Ernst is so interesting?

Even though she had just been taught a lesson, Yaer was still thinking about Ernst.

Elafia, Shelagh doesn't have this race yet. That child is quite cute and speaks very boldly. Is this the person from a big city?

It was strange. Hinterea and Vina were from big cities, too. Why were they so shy when speaking? Was it because they were too familiar with Ernst?

Yaer's consistent position is not to interfere in the emotional issues of her children. Thanks to Thomas Seth, she has watched many foreign TV series, among which Longmen's "Foreign Daughter-in-law Local Son-in-law" is very much in line with her taste.

Among them, the classic conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law made him feel a lot.

Ernst is still young. If Viviana is a baby who has just learned to wield a staff in Fremont's eyes, then Ernst, who is 22 years old, may be only slightly older than a fertilized egg in the eyes of a giant beast like Yelagund.

Of course, the lifespan of mortals cannot be compared with that of behemoths. Yelagund would occasionally think, what if one day, Ernst... So, He asked the sequence of time to give Ernst a buff.

This way you don’t have to worry!

When he grows up, he will always have someone he likes, no matter if that person is Vina or Xinteleya, or even the little Zarak from the Bruntao family who is still single, as long as it is not that rude little feathered serpent! He will gladly accept it and send his blessings.

But, that’s all in the past.

Although Yaer will not interfere with Ernst's choice, nor does she object to Ernst sticking to her more now, but not interfering does not mean not watching the show.

Recalling the scene she had enjoyed before being hit back by the chalk, Yaer still smiled with relish.

Is Xinteleya so strong? From this point of view, Ernst still needs to exercise more! Not to mention that he can split the wind and snow with a stick like your brother, but at least he can't be weaker than Enya, a girl, right?

Enya can wave the bell with great vigor!

Yaer's thoughts were halfway through when Muirseth interrupted her reverie again.

But this time, instead of another piece of chalk flying towards him, Muirseth took off his glasses, looked outside the classroom door, and then hurriedly said:

"Ah, the teacher has a friend coming over. You guys go review what we just taught first. I'll come back and ask you some questions later!"

Then he trotted out of the classroom.

This aroused Yaer's curiosity.

He coughed lightly, then calmly held up the "Introduction to Geometric Optics" published by Columbia that Muir Seth had brought with him, and placed it in front of himself. He then emptied his mind and began to daydream again.

The entire Shelagh is built on His body, and Mount Kalan is even more of a part of Him. Here, as long as He wishes, every blade of grass and every tree can become His eyes.

A light blue light suddenly appeared on an inconspicuous little stone in the mountains. After forming a symbol representing Yelagund, the light quickly converged, and a genuine, unpolished divine stone was completed. With the help of the divine stone's vision, Yelagund also saw the scene outside Manzhu Courtyard.

One Muirses was running in the corridor of Manzhu Courtyard. He was obviously the real body of Muirses, the "Grand Scholar", who was teaching just now. The other Muirses looked exactly like the Grand Scholar, except that he was not wearing glasses. Muirses, holding a broom, was standing at the main entrance, welcoming the two guests.

"Nasty and...is that the new Sarkaz?"

Yelagund thought to himself, and at the same time, the real body of the "Grand Scholar" finally arrived at the main gate. The "sweeping monk" Muerseth, who was used for reception, turned into a pool of water and disappeared. Muerseth looked at the familiar old friend in front of him and asked the same question as Yelagund:

"Nasty, you're back? Who is this?"

"Mudstone, son of earth and wood. My assistant." Nasti said seriously.

Mud Rock corrected him earnestly, "It's the Son of Earth and Stone. Or you can also call me the Stone Winged Demon."

"The Stone Winged Demon sounds like a bad thing."

Muirseth was very familiar with the place and easily decided on his own name:

"Why call it a race if it has a name? Miss Mudstone, I'm Muirseth, director of the Rhine Life Ecology Department. Nice to meet you. Welcome to Kjerag!"

Mudstone forced a smile on his face.

She was actually a bit socially anxious. Otherwise, she wouldn't be making clay figurines and talking to herself. Thanks to the intense praise training she received from her fellow villagers in Kjerag during the past few days, she was just a little shy at the moment, and she wasn't speechless.

"I'm glad to be here in Kjerag. It's a great place."

Muerseth nodded slightly, looked at Nastie, and got straight to the point:

"Are you having trouble at work?"

"No, it can't be considered as being in trouble."

Nastie shook her head.

“Because the work hasn’t even started yet.”

Upon hearing this, Mudstone lowered his head a little more.

Nastie continued:

"Muir Seth, I came to see you for two things. First, I want you to help me send some books back from Columbia. Um, civil engineering type, entry-level."

Nasti said, raising her chin towards Mudstone.

"Second...."

"What happened to the second one?"

Seeing Nasti's strange pause and hesitation, Muirseth asked curiously.

"Nothing." Nasti gritted her teeth, "Secondly, I hope you can do me a favor."

"I want to officially build a Rhine Life branch in Kjerag."

"If Rhine Life can have a branch in Kjerag, I can dispatch engineering personnel there, and our permanent residence in Kjerag will have an official name."

"Eh?"

Muerseth was stunned. But Nastie did not stop, but continued,

"The governor went out for some business after returning to Tremont. If she were here, this matter would actually be much simpler. But since she is not here and no acting governor has been appointed, the only way to make a decision is..."

"The only way is to have the department heads hold a joint meeting and vote to decide?" Muirseth said, nodding in understanding. "Are you here to get my vote?"

Nasti nodded.

If Kristen was here, with her decisiveness, Nastie could guarantee that as soon as she presented her plan, Kristen would approve it in seconds. But the problem was that Kristen disappeared.

She received an email and then went on a business trip. If she hadn't learned her lesson this time and left a letter for Saria in the office, Nastie would have suspected that Saria would have to put on boxing gloves and have a full-scale fight with the chief in the Rhine.

Muirseth's answer was decisive. She had been thinking about this problem for a long time. Although she could switch back and forth between places far apart through the manifold, it was very physically demanding. Moreover, the delay was a bit high and the time difference was difficult to adjust. She just fell asleep on one side and woke up on the other side. She answered questions irrelevantly on one side and poured a cup of coffee on the other side. Such mistakes were ridiculous if they happened once or twice, but if they happened many times, it would indeed cause trouble to Muirseth's life.

So, she nodded:

"That's fine on my end. If we can set up a branch in Kjerag, it would be more legitimate for me to stay here. But it's not going to be easy to succeed."

"Even if we exclude Director Mariam, can you make sense of Directors Yara, Justin, and Ferdinand?"

Muirseth did not mention Saria, because given Saria's personality, she would definitely not agree to such expansion with huge business risks.

Nastie is also well aware of this:

"I don't know, but I think that if Director Levi, Director Parvez and you agree, plus me, we already have four votes. We can't lose anyway."

"Next, we just need to win one more vote..."

"I'm afraid it's not easy to get this vote. Who are you going to ask for?"

Muir Seth was surprisingly rational at this time.

"Director Yara will consider Kristen's opinion, but if Kristen is not here, she may not agree easily. As for Ferdinand and Justin...haha."

Muirseth smiled awkwardly.

Nastie also gave a wry smile.

Everyone knows that these two people are the ones who are most opposed to the expansion of Kjerag in Rhine's life.

Although Saria and Ferdinand have different ideas, they are both die-hard Rhine supporters and will not take such risks. And Justin...

The business department worked really hard at the Dome Research Station. They made money, but if Christine hadn't forced him, Justin would never have agreed to invest in the Dome Research Station.

"So, what I want to fight for is the vote that you excluded."

Nastie said seriously,

"Mariam's vote!"

"It's not impossible to win Mariam's vote, but to be honest, Nastie..."

Muerseth gave Nastie a somewhat helpless smile.

"Do you know where Director Mariam is?"

Nastie opened her mouth and couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, but she still cheered up and said:

"You will know!"

At the same time, Yaer, who had been listening to the conversation, turned her attention thoughtfully to the nameless mountain.

"Sammy? Sammy are you there?"

Ignoring the still sleeping [Chronology] and Gawain who had disappeared, Yaer called out.

After waiting quietly for a while, a dull echo came from the valley:

"1."

"1?"

"I learned it from the Casimir people," Sammy said slowly.

After the [year-old] game ended, He stayed in Casimir for a while. During this time, the killer named Roy served as his tour guide.

He thought he had hidden it well, but Sammy was a master and could easily tell from his little movements that he was definitely not an ordinary "office employee". Plus, he mentioned the urban legend of the "No Heirs" intentionally or unintentionally, so Sammy could not guess his identity.

Sami was also very idle. He not only realized Roy's identity, but also Roy's purpose.

He seems to be interested in recruiting "himself"?

Interestingly, Sammy was quite satisfied with this. This shows that the "Ektilnil life-size model" he made was indeed very successful and very elegant.

He could sense that Roy seemed to be waiting for something. It didn't matter. He was also waiting, waiting to know when Roy would really speak, in what tone, and under what circumstances.