People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Not to mention those who can't even gain a foothold in Leitania and can only be sent to Kjerag.

Indeed, in Ernst's opinion, being an ambassador abroad is a respectable job no matter how you look at it, but it is different in Leitania. When leaving means losing power, no ambitious Leitanian noble would voluntarily give up their status and position at home and come to Kjerag to be an envoy.

The messenger was indeed speaking the truth, but his tone was also quite impolite.

When someone tells you in advance "I don't mean to offend you with what I'm going to say next", he must be thinking "it doesn't matter if I offend you" in his heart.

Because if he really respects you, he will carefully consider every word he says and will not let such sentences with "double meanings" easily come out of his mouth.

Not to mention the distant past, when Ernst was working in his previous life, he never dared to say anything to his leader like, "No offense, are you hungry? I'll give you something to eat."

You should say: "Boss, you have worked hard. Do you want me to prepare something for you to eat? How about noodles? Eat some first to fill your stomach. I will treat you to a simple meal later as a way of thanking you for your cultivation."

The only message Ernst could read from the words of the Leithanian envoy was "arrogance".

It is unknown whether he is the messenger of Viviana's father. He did not provide any evidence, just empty words.

He came to Kjerag, to Ernst's territory, blatantly took away Ernst's friends, and spoke to Ernst with arrogance, without any explanation.

Ernst was very puzzled.

Why are you so crazy?

Vina was already somewhat dissatisfied. She was the Minister of Foreign Affairs, and a big man who seemed to be from Leitania came to Kjerag without any notice. This was a denial of her professional ability to some extent. After she contacted the embassy and confirmed that this person's name was not on the embassy list, she also rushed back to report to Ernst.

Vina thought she was doing a good job. During this period, she had established a basic relationship of trust with ambassadors from other countries, including the envoy from Leithania.

Although people do not talk about feelings but interests in diplomatic occasions, she still got along well with the baroness from Celje in private. Naturally, she was dissatisfied that her friend was being ridiculed so undisguisedly.

Moreover, according to the other party's meaning, although it was not said explicitly, wasn't it a satire that Shelag was a poor and remote place that was not worthy of being shown on the stage, and only people who were incompetent, incapable, and had never seen the world would be willing to come here?

What is this? This is a denial of her efforts, a denial of Kjerag, a denial of Chancellor Ernst!

Vina had clenched her fists and took a step forward to argue, but before she could act, Ernst shook his head slightly and stopped her.

Vina could only pout a little aggrieved and step back.

How could Ernst not understand Vina's thoughts? He was the one who brought her up. He knew exactly what she was thinking and what grievances she felt.

Ernst stopped her for no other reason.

Be patient for a while, and the situation will be calm. Take a step back...

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!

I am here, this is my home ground, I don't need you here anywhere else.

I'll do it myself.

"Mr. Messenger."

Ernst crossed his fingers in front of his chest, frowned, stared at his pretentiously elegant goatee, and called softly.

The messenger nodded, the smile on his face not diminishing:

"Prime Minister Ernst, do you have any other questions?"

"If not, please allow me to take my leave. The Elector's order is urgent. I am sorry that I cannot stay any longer."

He took off his hat, put aside his politeness, bowed to Ernst, and turned to leave.

But Ernst's voice has already sounded:

"You can't go."

The next second, the sound of locking came from behind. The messenger turned around and saw that Holhaiya had already locked the door. He raised the corner of his mouth at her, revealing a sinister "smile".

“You are…”

"Nothing, I just have another question."

Ernst waved his hand, and the messenger just breathed a sigh of relief when the second half of Ernst's words came.

"I'm just curious about what I did to make you disrespect me so much."

"Don't you understand your current situation?"

Ernst stood up and walked to the Kjerag map hanging on the wall. After the appearance of the great god Yelagund, this thing had not been updated yet. Ernst didn't care and just pointed to the few big words on it:

"Here it is, Kjerag."

"Emissary, I don't mean to offend you. I just want to say that when you came to Kjerag, one, there was no diplomatic note, two, the Leitanian ambassador to Kjerag did not inform you in advance, and three, I sent the foreign minister to the embassy to verify, but there was no one like you."

Ernst began counting on his fingers.

The messenger's face darkened. He seemed to realize something, but he felt that Ernst would not dare to do this, so he gritted his teeth and bluffed:

"What on earth do you want to say, Prime Minister Ernst! As for these procedural issues, once I bring the people back, I can send you as many as you want. One Elector is not enough, two or three will do! Why bother with these cumbersome rules?"

"Rules are used to constrain ordinary people. Don't you think it's ridiculous for people like us to talk about this?"

Ernst glanced at him and made no answer.

ridiculous?

Well, it's really ridiculous.

He snapped off his fourth finger:

"Fourth, Kjerag is a mountainous area with slippery roads. It has just undergone a major change in topography. Even locals can easily get lost. It is very easy for you to get lost if you wander around Kjerag without a guide."

"Don't you think about your own safety?"

The messenger's cheek twitched, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something. He became more confident and asked back:

"Do you really dare to do this to me? I am the messenger of Viviana's father."

Ernst smiled and said, "Really?"

The messenger raised his head:

"At least three Electors can endorse my identity. Even if I stand in front of Elector Shi Tongling and ask him to identify me, he will have to admit that I am the one."

The three electors mentioned just now are his backers.

Does it matter whether he is this “emissary of Viviana’s father”?

Even if Viviana's father really came, when he heard the names of the people behind him, the half-dead Elector would have to accept it with his nose held.

The reason is simple, because the will of the three Electors is "the will of half of Leitania." Even if the two queens themselves came, they would not be willing to offend them directly.

This is "aristocracy".

Compared with the nobles of Victoria, the nobles of Leitania only lack the opportunity to touch the top power, but what they get is the reward of doing whatever they want on the premise that the top power is not touched.

What Ernst said was nothing more than an attempt to use "rules" to pressure him, but what's the use?

What's the point of this?

Rules are used to restrain those under him. The king's law is the king's law. For someone like him, what rules does he need to care about? And what rules can restrain him?

Golden Rule?

"The three electors recognize my identity, and Shi Tong, the leader of the electors, recognizes my identity. Even if the queen comes, they will recognize my identity. Do you still think I am a fake?"

The messenger folded his hands.

He is just so arrogant - I have someone above me!

Ernst nodded.

Okay, you have someone above you.

But is there a possibility that there is no one above me?

Now that things have come to this, Ernst has done his best. Since the other party is unwilling to give in, unwilling to make clear his intention to take Viviana away, and still wants to use others to pressure him, then he is not going to leave him any way out.

Are you shameless when I give you face?

He sat back and waved his hand bluntly:

"I think you are a remnant of the Witch King."

"Holhaiya, prepare a press release. Today, a Leitanian tourist got lost in Kjerag, and Kjerag is organizing a rescue. By the way, a safety notice - Kjerag's terrain has changed significantly recently, and the Kjerag government will block some unknown areas. Tourists are requested not to explore rashly without permission. The Kjerag government will reopen the blockade after the exploration is completed."

"After you prepare these two press releases, don't send them out yet. If someone from Leitania comes to you, send them out. If no one comes to you, forget it."

forget about it.

The messenger listened to Ernst's arrangement in a daze, and these four words obviously touched some sensitive parts of him. The pride on his face collapsed a little, and he said seriously:

"Prime Minister Ernst, are you serious? You have to think carefully. If you stop me from bringing Viviana back and make me 'disappear' in Kjerag, you will face the accountability of the three Electors and the entire Leitania."

"Your allies, the Victorians, are too busy taking care of themselves to protect you. Especially the Duke of Windermere, who you rely on. If she doesn't want her contract with Leithania to be broken and she doesn't want the Elector to stab her in the back when she marches, she won't come to protect you."

"besides......."

"What else?"

Ernst asked back,

"Those three monkeys you mentioned, are they in Kjerag now?"

In the past, Ernst would have simply said, "I'm too lazy to talk, you don't deserve to hear it," and ended the conversation.

But today, he was unusually interested and had a strong sense of ritual.

After all, after coming to Terra, there are few people who can make him angry. The last one was the Duke of Wellington. He was obviously bad and never hid his evil intentions. Ernst was angry, but he refused and there was no follow-up.

But this one is different.

This landlord was suspected to be a bit too feudal. His inherent conservatism and arrogance, as well as his contempt for the diplomatic procedures of modern countries and his extreme blind worship of the authority of the upper feudal aristocracy made Ernst want to pinch his nose.

He never wanted to say that sentence: "I beg you, please get some capital!"

Ernst was very curious about the current situation of Leitania. Are all their nobles so stupid?

Would it be possible that all the soldiers were transferred away just to allow a nobleman to get married, causing the city defenses to be weakened and a rebellion to break out?

This "envoy" had indeed given him a very classic example of examining the social classes of Leitania.

Of course, Ernst has learned enough now, so he is no longer valuable.

Ernst gave him back his reason.

"I just said it, I think you are a remnant of the Witch King."

"This is Kjerag. I said you are a remnant of the Witch King. My secretary said you are a remnant of the Witch King. My foreign minister said you are a remnant of the Witch King. Even if you call Viviana, she won't have any impression of you. Do you think she will believe me if I say you are a remnant of the Witch King?"

"As for whether you are......"

Ernst glanced at him. The messenger's face was distorted. He reached into his arms, as if groping for something, but Ernst didn't care at all. He just shrugged slowly.

"Do you think it's important?"

"That makes sense, but don't use it in your next life."

Ernst closed his eyes.

"Wait--" The messenger hastily took out something, but his words were blown away by a gust of wind as soon as he spoke.

The one who took action was not Ascalon, but Holhaiya.

Ascalon was just as clean and tidy, but he would leave traces. Moreover, Ernst didn't really want this Rhodes Island operator to do this dirty work for him.

He can handle the pressure and consequences, but Rhodes Island is different.

As for Holhaiya, he is a former secret agent, so his expertise is very suitable for him.

When the wind blew, no sound could be heard. Holhaiya nodded slightly to Vina, then walked out of the room carrying the "missing tourist".

Considering the specific situation, he probably wouldn't have the opportunity to enjoy Kjerag's VIP hanging mountain service, so he could only bear with it and sit at the same table with the great elder.

Only when the door closed and Holhaiya's footsteps faded away did Ernst open his eyes.

A gentleman cannot bear to see someone die when he sees him alive. He was a civil official and not good at fighting, so he would not watch such a bloody scene of fighting and killing.

"Speaking of which, what did our missing tourist gentleman want to say just now?"

Vina shook her head, picked up the small ring on the ground, and handed it to Ernst:

"I don't know, but he dropped this."

Ernst picked up the ring and looked at it. He found a string of letters on the inner ring of the ring. He frowned slightly, took out the terminal, and translated the Leitanian language:

[In Memory of Leitania's Eternal King - Otto Dietmar Gustav von Utica]

Hey man, I was just joking, do you really mean it?