People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Kjerag Railway Station, departure hall.

Ermengarde looked around curiously, and as expected, her eyes turned to Victoria Filin, who was leaning against a pillar and looking at her.

An undisguised look of confusion and surprise appeared on her face, and then she approached cautiously but openly, glancing at the indifferent Victoria Filin in front of her, her face showing even more confusion.

After thinking for a while, Ermengarde raised her hand and made a threatening gesture towards him:

"Wow!"

But Victoria Filin remained indifferent and just gave him a look that looked like a fool:

"?"

"You'll look crazy if you do that."

Ermengarde pursed her lips.

"Aren't you afraid of me, Victoria? I'm a Sarkaz."

"Who isn't?" The Victorian rolled his eyes at him.

"You're not." Ermengarde blinked.

In his long life, the Shapeshifter felt speechless for the first time in a long time. He stared at Ermengarde blankly, and after making sure that her eyes were as pure as Kjerag's, he pursed his lips:

"You didn't recognize us?"

Ermengarde took a step back, a little wary: "You?"

The Shapeshifter Cluster sighed and shook their heads:

"Never mind. We'll tell Fremont about this. His teaching level is getting worse with each passing year."

Hearing the name, Ermengarde reacted immediately.

He knew the chief, he said he was a Sarkaz, but he looked like a Ferrin, he was not Ernst!

Then there is only one answer! There is only one race in Sakazi that can complete this operation without using illusion.

"Shaper Cluster?!"

Ermengarde exclaimed.

She never expected that she would see a lord of the royal court in person in Kjerag!

Although her teacher Fremont was also a lord of the royal court, they were familiar with each other, and her impression of Fremont was more of a teacher than a "king". In the records of the lich and Fremont's narration, the other lords of the royal court were mostly a group of terrifying guys!

What about "the old red-eye disease that can't stand the slightest light", "the zombie whose body has been rotting for centuries", and "the memorandum of misfortune who is a banshee but a male and super rebellious"!

In short, no one is normal!

Not to mention, it’s a group of shapeshifters designated as “mysterious outliers”!

Ermengarde panicked. She clasped her hands together and apologized quickly:

"No, no, no, don't tell Mr. Fremont. If he finds out, he will untie my knot of fate!"

Well, she was more afraid of this than facing the Lord of the Royal Court.

After all, the royal courts maintained peace most of the time. He just didn't recognize the shapeshifter group, so he wouldn't be killed directly by the shapeshifter group - they didn't have a record of killing like the Blood Demon Lord, so they would more or less give Fremont and the Lich King some face.

But if Fremont knew that she had embarrassed him in public, it would be hard to say whether she would be kicked out of the family!

The shapeshifter agreed readily;

"it is good."

Ermengarde breathed a sigh of relief, her heart at ease.

"We will pass this news on to the rest of the Lich King's Court, excluding Fremont."

"Ho-"

Ermengarde's relieved heart plummeted to the ground, comparable to the U.S. stock market during the Great Depression, giving people an uncontrollable feeling of suffocation.

"I......."

"We were just joking."

The shapeshifter group said,

"Victorians use jokes to diffuse the tense atmosphere. Weren't you nervous when you saw us? Are you feeling better now?"

You! Are! Very! Considerate!

I don't know if it got better, but I almost thought that the great shapeshifter Lord of the Royal Court wanted to kill me and inherit my fate so that he could experience what the life of a lich is like!

This is the reputation of the Shapeshifter Cluster within the Sarkaz. If they are interested in someone, they will kill that person, then replace everything about him and experience his life until they get tired of it!

But Ermengarde couldn't curse the Shapeshifter. Not only that, she had to thank the Shapeshifter:

"Thank you for your concern, I am really much better now!"

"That's good."

The shapeshifter cluster nodded and continued his imitation.

"how is the weather today?"

"You don't have to play Victorian tourist," Ermengarde said helplessly.

The Shapeshifter nodded:

"So, young lich, what are you looking for in Kjerag?"

"Under the order of the transcriptionist, I am studying Kjerag's... revived [Balrog]."

"Flame..."

The group of shapeshifters silently repeated the name, their expressions slightly trance-like with a hint of nostalgia.

This name had indeed disappeared from his memory for a long time. The King of Punishment was so majestic back then, and the burning sky fire was enough to burn through the sky dominated by the Quetzalcoatl Overlord. Unfortunately, glory was also the beginning of destruction. He finally died at the hands of the vengeful Ranger King Quillon, and his Punishment Expedition finally failed.

The Sarkaz Royal Court system was founded by Quillon, who also included himself in it.

The Shapeshifters had heard that Kjerag had resurrected a Balrog, but he had not yet seen the Balrog's true form.

After the Kjerag people planned the plan to explore the sky, the Balrogs, as [astronauts], hid their tracks and rarely appeared in public. Even shapeshifters could not find the tracks of a Balrog who deliberately hid himself in the whole Kjerag within a week.

"Is there any way to see him?" asked the Shapeshifter.

Ermengarde replied as a matter of course: "Looking for Ernst."

It's that name again.

The shapeshifter was silent for a moment:

"Would he agree?"

"He is quite friendly to the Sarkaz. Besides, this is what he promised us."

Ermengarde said.

The shapeshifter's mind turned slightly.

He suddenly thought of how he could enter the Kjerag government office openly as a Sarkaz and meet the big shot in Kjerag without revealing his true identity.

"Lich."

"Here!" The Ermengarde boy stood at attention.

"From now on, we will be your assistants."

The shapeshifter cluster said lightly, the cat ears under the hat slowly retracted, the Victorian brown hair gradually turned into a dark blue similar to Ermengarde's, and the facial features also changed slightly, looking like a short-haired version of Ermengarde.

The only drawback was that he had no way to simulate the lifeline on Ermengarde's chest.

The body of a lich is just a shell. The shell is not a description, but a fact. Their inside is completely empty. The life knot is where their soul is. And the shapeshifter can't make such a thing.

Fortunately, not all liches would wear a "hard-made" and "unrevealing" outfit like Ermengarde. Fremont would hide his lifeline. Therefore, the disguise of the shapeshifter cluster is not considered OOC.

After doing all this, he raised his hand, placed his index finger on the corner of his mouth, and with a little force, raised the corner of his mouth into an arc, revealing a "smile":

"It's done, little lich."

"Come up with a name for us."

This is for the sense of ritual, not because he is a naming idiot who still calls himself the Shapeshifter Cluster.

Chapter 470: Shapeshifter: Interesting Snow Leopard

Kjerag, Tukarim, Kjerag Office Building, Ernst Office.

Hinterea knocked on the door, Ernst invited in, and Ermengarde led the "assistant" in.

"Why do you look so reserved?"

Ernst looked at Ermengarde with some curiosity. He and Ermengarde had met once in Casimir, and the impression Ermengarde left on him at that time was that she was a somewhat lively, even too lively, Sarkaz lich who did not resemble a Sarkaz in any way.

Well, in every way.

Ermengarde's level is embarrassing even if compared with that of Sakota.

But this time, when they met again in Kjerag, Ermengarde behaved like a child caught by his parents or teachers playing with his cell phone. His expression was stiff, his eyes were evasive, and he even looked a little sweaty.

The one standing behind her looked a bit like Ermengarde's... younger brother or sister? Forgive Ernst for not being able to tell them apart. The truth is, he really looked like two rabbits walking side by side, so how could he tell whether I was male or female?

He seemed much calmer than Ermengarde, and facing Ernst's curious gaze, he even dared to look back at him with the same gaze.

This surprised Ernst somewhat:

"Who is this......"

"He's my assistant, Kemillian!"

Ermengarde said quickly, interrupting Ernst's thoughts of asking a question directly to the Shapeshifter cluster.

Kemilian, this name is very interesting.

Victorian word for "chameleon"?

Ernst didn't have the habit of casually commenting on or derogating other people's names. Even if the person standing on the ground was called Zhang San, he would at most complain in his heart about where this lawless lunatic came from. Since Ermengarde had already introduced him, he didn't intend to continue asking questions, but just said lightly:

"This person is not on the list you reported to me."

"Yes.....that's right, but..."

Ermengarde choked up a little.

What could she do? She spoke as if she wanted to bring such an "assistant"!

It's not like she hadn't questioned the shapeshifter cluster;

"I'm here to do academic research! What do you want to do?"

But the shapeshifters ignored her protests:

"Little lich, just do your job. I won't influence you. You have no right to refuse."

Yes, there is no right to refuse.

She couldn't beat him, and she couldn't get rid of him. Why should a poor little lich like her have to endure such treatment?

She didn't even dare to expose the true identity of the Transformer Cluster to Ernst here, because there was a high probability that even if she and Ernst were tied together, they would still not be a match for the Transformer Cluster.

This person is even more ancient than the Lich. To exaggerate a little, he was present when the Far Repeller touched the Originium, and he also commanded the Sun Radiator when he went on an expedition to conquer the Overlord of the Gods! Does he need to prove his worth to have survived all the way to this day on this land?

What can she use to fight against others?

I just hope the shapeshifter doesn't have any bad intentions.

Seeing Ermengarde looking a little dejected, Ernst shook his head gently:

"It doesn't matter. Shelagh welcomes all peace-loving Sarkaz. They are guests, so I have no reason to drive them away."

"Go back and find He Dalei and register your information with his."

Ermengarde raised her head, and her bitter face softened a little:

"Register?"

Ernst nodded: "Register."

"The number of Sarkaz in Kjerag is gradually increasing, but the corresponding file registration has not been completed. In order to facilitate management, I plan to set up a special department, which I temporarily named the [Kjerag Sarkaz Residents Committee]. He Dalei is one of the secretaries of this committee."

According to the tradition of the Sarkaz, Hedley's bloodline was obviously not enough for him to take the position of "managing the Sarkaz". But this was Kjerag, not Kazdel, and the [Kjerag Sarkaz Residents Committee] was not the [Kazdel Ten Kings Court]. Ernst valued talent, not bloodline.