People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"Do you regret it?"

Sitting opposite him, Ernst asked.

Without any lingering thoughts, McGee abandoned the emotions and thoughts in his mind and shook his head, his expression calm and indifferent:

"Mr. Ernst, if I regretted it, I wouldn't be sitting here."

"Please believe me, I am not asking you for Charney for any personal revenge. I just really like him. He is a talented person."

After deciding to invest in Kjerag, the Chamber of Commerce also sent a spokesperson to accompany Ernst back to Kjerag in accordance with the procedure. This person was naturally Czarne.

He had been in contact with Ernst, did a good job, knew many secrets of the Chamber of Commerce, and issued a warning to the Chamber of Commerce before the [Four Cities Meltdown]. Most importantly, he was the only one who could get away with it cleanly in this "surprise" created by the "reporter".

The Business Association is now also conducting an internal cleansing, uprooting and clearing out those "journalists" factions. In this situation where no one can guarantee that they are completely clean, only Charne, who does not represent any faction and only considers the interests of the Business Association, and whose very clean identity is enough to make him the candidate to go to Kjerag.

But McGee wanted him.

So he found Ernst.

"Rose Newspaper is now in my hands, Mr. Ernst, you should be able to understand the dilemma I am facing now. A sufficiently loyal and innocent person is an indispensable helper for me now."

"I hope you can hand over Charne to me. As a reward, Rose Newspaper will stand by you unconditionally at all times."

The reward sounded tempting, but Ernst and McGee both knew that it was a blank check.

McGee has just taken over as the chairman of Rose Newspapers. He still has to appease the board of directors, suppress or accept the old faction left by the "reporters", as well as pressure from other external companies and internal employees. He promised that Rose Newspapers would stand on Kjerag's side, but it is doubtful whether he can represent Rose Newspapers now.

And from now on, it will be even more empty talk.

It is not certain whether the Rose Press will still exist by then, and whether you will still be in control of the Rose Press. What can you say that will benefit Kjerag?

If Ernst thought in an absolutely rational way, he would certainly not agree to his deal.

But Ernst is not an absolutely rational person, and he is not considering the immediate pros and cons.

After reading the Gray Hat's report on the "Four Cities Meltdown" from the Duke of Castle and getting some specific details from Charne, Ernst's opinion of McGee changed somewhat.

There is indeed no shortage of talented people in the Chamber of Commerce. He originally thought that people like Charnei, who are flexible, hardworking and willing to work... ahem, workers, are already the upper limit. He didn't expect that there are masters.

McGee's level of public morality is unquestionable as he is willing to betray his father for the safety of the entire city.

The last person Ernst saw betray his or her own people for the sake of his or her own moral bottom line was Hemer.

McGee was certainly weak. According to Charney, he just answered a call from a "reporter" in front of Charney without using the speaker. He only answered with a few words, which made Charney speculate, and then he left. His will to resist his father, the conspiracy, and the mission imposed on him was not as strong as Hemer's.

Hemer dared to directly scold Saria and Parvis, sneaked into the director's office to steal information, and took the initiative to make changes. As for McGee, he only had the courage to watch, turn a blind eye, and not help the evil. This one time of answering the phone had exhausted his courage, so that he did not take any action during the subsequent accident, neither stopped Charne nor tried to make amends. He did not even rush to the scene.

But that's enough.

Look at these anthropomorphic creatures on Terra. Compared to his father and the Casimir factions who acted pretentiously and almost angered the leaders of Ernst, what McGee did can undoubtedly be described as "good"!

It can only be said that there is no harm without comparison.

In Ernst's opinion, if McKee could really do as he said, put aside his personal emotions, accept Czarne's help, take on the sudden burden, and revitalize the Rose Press.

Then he might be able to provide timely assistance.

"Mr. McGee, I can agree to your request."

Ernst Road,

"Kjerag would rather have a friend than an enemy."

"But you have to prove to me that your words are not empty words, and that you can be Kjerag's friend."

McGee nodded:

"of course."

"The weak me of the past is dead. The McGee standing before you now has the guts to do anything."

"Well."

Ernst Road,

"In that case, Mr. McGee, I hope that Rose Newspapers can publish some content in the future to help me build momentum. It's... about the Sarkaz."

McGee was slightly stunned: "You want to clean them?"

"No." Ernst shook his head. "I want to help them."

pat.

As Ernst finished speaking, the window seemed to be blown by a gust of wind and made a "clicking" sound.

Chapter 454 W: Bah, I don’t eat meal replacements!

Ursus, wilderness, contact point.

Most of the Sarkaz mercenaries didn't communicate with each other often. They lived on the edge of a knife and their heads hung on their belts. It was not surprising that they died at any time. The way to identify each other was enough to have the "dog tags" on their bodies, so there was no need for troublesome communication methods.

However, there are also a small number of Sarkaz mercenaries who set up secret contact points in the wilderness. Some are erected antennas, some are fallen tree trunks, and some are integrated with the Scourge Messenger's Station, divided into upper and lower levels. Such hidden contact points provide channels for them to transmit intelligence to each other and improve the efficiency of completing tasks. However, it is not ruled out that a very small number of Sarkaz mercenaries will really use the contact points as "mailboxes".

Hedley was one of them.

[Inès, W, this is Hedley. ]

Mercenary letters should be concise, with each sentence containing a considerable amount of information, and no extra words or extra words should be written, so as to ensure that the Sarkaz, whose culture is basically limited by prenatal education, can also guess the meaning of the letter. Vocabulary is also one of the important factors that limit the communication between mercenaries. You can't expect two Sarkaz who can only write their names and hello in their hearts to chat about anything. But Hedley is different, he is a cultured person. Ines is also a cultured person. Although W's eyes and actions have a beauty that has not been polluted by knowledge, compared with other Sarkaz who can't read a single word, she is also a Ding Zhen-level existence.

But that's why Inès and W were confused about Hedley's letter.

[I am living well in Kjerag and am now a teacher. Prime Minister Ernst has agreed to allow me to become a Kjerag citizen. If you are willing, please come to Kjerag to meet me.]

Ines looked at the contact letter in her hand with a frown on her face, looking left and right, with an indescribable strange expression on her face.

Beside her, W, who was supposed to be following Rhodes Island and keeping watch, showed up here at this moment. It was obvious that she did not take any "orders" seriously as usual.

There is only one person in this world who can command her, and that person is dead.

Compared to Inès's silence, W's ability to express herself was much stronger. She grinned, made a disgusted expression, and complained mercilessly:

"Ha, I think Hedley is just crazy. Ines, do you think he has been brainwashed by that scum Tracys' theory and is here to trick us back?"

Inès sighed, put away the letter, and glanced at W:

"You should have trusted Hedley more. If it weren't for him, you would be dead now."

W sneered nonchalantly: "Who can kill me?"

Inès was too lazy to talk to her.

She was just being unreasonable. From her slightly trembling shadow, Ines could tell her mood - she was expecting Ines to say the name of Theresis or Manfred, so that she could curse the two of them without any disguise, so as to show her "courage" and "strength".

But where did she get that ability?

Ines knew very well that W's action was just a petty attempt to commit suicide. She was very conflicted. On the one hand, she wanted to kill Theresis to avenge Her Highness Theresia, but on the other hand, she wanted to die so that she could go to the Sarkaz's "souls" and reunite with Theresia.

Ines actually didn't understand the feelings of the Sarkaz like W. Is Theresa so important? Hedley didn't seem to be thinking about her all the time.

She had been upset before and tried to comfort W, but it almost ended in a complete fall-out. Since then, Inès no longer cared about W's madness.

Anyway, she knows her limits.

W waited for Inès to speak with great interest, but after waiting for a long time, he got nothing but silence. He curled his lips in boredom and made a sound of shock.

"So, Inès, you don't really intend to listen to Hedley and run to that... yeah... yeah..."

"It's Kjerag."

Inès corrected W's very unstandard pronunciation.

"If you had just flipped through the books Hedley gave you, you wouldn't be unable to pronounce the name of a country like this."

"Tsk, I have already lit those books to keep warm. They have turned into my body temperature and will always be with me. Is there any deeper learning than this?"

Ines rolled her eyes at W's sophistry and continued:

"I am planning to go there. Regardless of whether what Hedley described in the letter is true or not."

"If it's true, then maybe we can really settle down. If it's false, then he left this message waiting for us to rescue him."

"Maybe he is warning us not to go over there and get killed?" W said with a wicked smile and poured a basin of cold water on him.

No matter what, Hedley's description in the letter was too abnormal.

What kind of place is Kjerag? Inès even had to spend some time to find its existence on the current map of Terra. How could Hedley suddenly appear there?

What happened during her absence from Londinium?

What the hell is a teacher? Is this really a joke? What kind of place would want a Sarkaz to be a teacher?

Although Hedley was not one of them, most of the Sarkaz were bastards who had only studied prenatal education. Aren't they really afraid of corrupting their children? Moreover, letting the Sarkaz take on this kind of job, isn't it a little... unbelievable?

At least, Inès had never heard of any precedent of other countries on Terra having Sarkaz as teachers.

The one in Leitania doesn't count. Inès doesn't know Fremont's identity. In the whole of Leitania, except for a very small number of upper-class people, few people know that the Lich King's Court of the Sarkaz is hidden in the high tower of Ludwig University.

There are too many anomalies, enough to arouse almost instinctive suspicion in any experienced Sarkaz mercenary, triggering their reaction mechanism of seeking benefits and avoiding harm.

Unfortunately, Inès is not a Sarkaz, she is Caprini.

She took a deep breath and said firmly:

"Even if it's just a warning, I'm going to go."

"W, you may... No, you definitely haven't been paying attention to the international news during this period. The names Kjerag and Ernst Shivaash have appeared countless times in the past year."

"Oh?" W raised his eyebrows with interest, "What's the news? Let me guess..."

She raised a finger and jokingly guessed:

"What's that En... Anyway, it's Xiao En's. He likes Sarkaz very much? He has his eyes on Hedley. Hedley sold his ditch, so he got a living from Xiao En. Now he wants to drag us over to sell together?"

She waved her hand,

"Oh, I won't go. It's better to continue hanging behind Rhodes Island than to sell the ditch."

Sometimes Inès admired W's imagination. She always said something whimsical, but it seemed that it was not completely unreasonable.

Ines didn't believe that Hedley, a Sarkaz, could do so well in Kjerag without Ernst's care. He couldn't really be......

No, no, no, what are you thinking about, Inès!

Inès forced herself to stabilize her distorted shadow and said:

"That Ernst is a member of the Soft Feathered Beast School. Hmm... you may not understand this term, but to put it simply, his ideas are quite similar to those of Her Highness Theresa whom you admire."

"Nonsense!"

W seemed to have had his sensitive skin poked, and almost followed Inès' words and retorted.

"It's impossible for someone to look like His Highness! His Highness is..."

"Okay, okay!" Inès interrupted, "I'm just giving you an example. Just make sure you understand what I mean. No need to explain so much."

"In short, his attitude towards the Sarkaz was quite gentle, so I guess Hedley might not be lying."

Maybe...Ines could only add this modification when making her prediction with the most optimistic attitude.

After all, who knew what Kjerag was like before actually seeing him? Ines had been active in Ursus for more than a year, and had seen many scenes of killing and demonstrations outside, but in the propaganda, there were festive scenes with gongs and drums and firecrackers. She had seen so much of this kind of false propaganda that she felt disgusted at first, but later she had gotten used to it.

"Anyway, I'll go."

"W, what about you?"

"I?"

W pursed his lips and wanted to refuse decisively. But Ines's description just now kept lingering in his mind.

What do you mean, the same as Her Highness Theresa?

Her Highness Theresa is unique, how can there be someone like her? The leaders of Terra are all hypocrites, even worse than the villain Theresa! Ines and Hedley are crazy to have hope for them!

..........

No, I can't rest assured. After all, W is the core of this three-person team. It's really troublesome to take care of the remaining two who are dragging the team down!

Having managed to convince himself, W did not answer but just nodded silently.

Inès smiled softly, and asked as if she suddenly remembered something:

"Come to think of it, shouldn't you be monitoring Rhodes Island? Why are you at this contact point?"

Their meeting at this contact point in Ursus was actually a coincidence. There was no agreement between them, and W's whereabouts were also erratic. So, when Ines saw W at this contact point, she wanted to ask this question.

W's face fell immediately after hearing this, and he replied with a frown on his face: