People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Ducare was very satisfied with Tracy's reaction. As long as Tracy also realized this, the probability of his plan being approved would be greatly increased.

He explained:

"I intend to decapitate the Grand Duke of Victoria."

"The Victorians are nothing but a pile of loose sand, and the Military Committee will disperse them if they are attacked by surprise. As long as we carry out a decapitation assassination against a Grand Duke, once it succeeds, the Grand Duke of Victoria will realize that blindly delaying will not have any good results. It will only make them our living targets."

The Dukes' coalition was originally not well-coordinated, and up to now, no real leader had been chosen from within. Instead, they held joint meetings of several high-ranking grand dukes to plan and decide on operations.

This operation is undoubtedly extremely inefficient.

Not to mention, the dukes all have their own ulterior motives. Fighting the Sarkaz is fake, and their real purpose is to weaken other grand dukes and achieve their own goals.

Regardless of the purpose, whether it is to wear Victoria's crown or to make their nation independent under Victoria's oppression, in short, the fundamental reason why they can piss in the same pot is simply because they have a common enemy like the Sarkaz, and there is a greater benefit that can be obtained by targeting this common enemy.

To break the deadlock, the only way is to use interests.

The solution given by the Blood Demon Lord is very simple: kill a grand duke!

The death of a grand duke would make the dukes' coalition, which had been restraining each other, feel a sense of crisis. Such a huge defeat and the possibility of the next assassination would force them to give up the stalemate and actively seek a decisive battle with the Sarkaz.

The part of Victoria represented by a Grand Duke is enough to make every Grand Duke of Victoria feel excited. No hungry wolf will give up the meat in its mouth, they will quickly start to share the inheritance, and there will be a considerable degree of unrest within the Duke's coalition.

This certainly has its pros and cons. The death of a great duke will certainly weaken the strength of the Duke of Victoria's coalition, but it will also sound the alarm for the Duke's coalition. After the battle for the inheritance is over, or even during the battle, the Duke's coalition will choose a true leader and unite together. This is certainly not good news for the Sarkaz.

But compared to this disadvantage, the benefits are obviously much greater.

The most important thing is that this plan is feasible in theory!

Whether it is the Blood Lord or the Shapeshifter Swarm, they are all Sarkaz heroic units with super individual capabilities, especially the Shapeshifter Swarm, whose mimicry can even imitate some of the surface spells of the original body, such as the Blood Tide of the Blood Lord, the Flame of Ravshini (the essence of the Drakk bloodline spell is not flame, but something like vitality), etc.

Although the shapeshifter cluster could not imitate the essence, it was still very deceptive. With him in front and the Blood Demon Lord behind, it would not be difficult to ambush the unsuspecting Grand Duke by surprise!

Even Tracy could find no fault with the plan.

By assassinating the Grand Duke, the intensity of the war will be increased. After Theresa is resurrected, she may be able to find a way to repair the Shard through the Black Crown of the Demon King. Even if she cannot find it, a decisive battle of a sufficient scale will be enough for the Blood Demon Lord to collect enough blood to form a sufficient Originium environment around Londinium.

The blood of Tikaz, summoning the original source stone "Anana", this is the goal, and everything else is a means.

It seems that this plan is indeed worth a try.

Tracy was about to nod when the Transformers, who usually kept silent about the details of the operation, suddenly spoke.

He looked at the Blood Demon Lord, frowned slightly, and asked:

"Who are you going to kill?"

The Blood Demon Lord smiled coldly:

"The Duke of Windermere!"

"One of Victoria's [Empire's Twin Blades], a military noble guarding the border between Victoria and Leitania. The strength of her troops is able to maintain the third place in the entire Victoria Duke's coalition, and she has the habit of fighting in person. If she can be killed, the Duke of Victoria, or even Leitania, will be ready to move..."

"We're not going."

The Shapeshifter Cluster rejected the question swiftly, interrupting Lord Blood Demon's analysis.

The Blood Demon Lord was slightly startled and looked at the group of shapeshifters. He felt a little unbelievable about such a straightforward rejection.

If it happened to other ordinary Sarkaz, or his descendants, this would be enough for Dukare to give them the most cruel death. But the group of shapeshifters standing in front of him, the master of the Shapeshifter Court who was older than him, the most famous "undead monster" among the Sarkaz, if he killed one, there would be countless more.

He could only hold back his anger and patiently ask:

"why?"

"The Duke of Windermere can't do that." The shapeshifters shook their heads, but had no desire to explain.

The Blood Demon Lord gritted his teeth:

"But the Duke of Windermere is the most suitable choice. Killing him will have the greatest impact and weaken the Duke's coalition forces!"

"She and the Duke of Wellington are both military nobles and are Victoria's generals. If she dies, the Duke of Wellington will inevitably become the leader of the Duke's coalition forces. We have an agreement with those stupid Tara people. Have you forgotten it?"

"At the same time, she has a grudge against the Duke of Caister. As soon as she dies, the Duke of Caister will immediately start to win over and retaliate against her troops. This will inevitably cause the greatest degree of chaos within the Duke's coalition! Don't you understand?"

The shapeshifter cluster nodded, "We understand."

The evil spirit around Lord Blood Demon subsided slightly:

"Then what else do you have to say? Just like that—"

Before the Blood Demon Lord finished speaking, the Shapeshifters spoke again:

“We understand, but we disagree.”

The bloody mist that had just subsided around Ducare suddenly burst out again, almost filling the air between the thrones with a sticky smell of blood.

His eyes flashed scarlet, and his voice was filled with anger:

"Shaper, do you think I can't kill you?"

"You can't kill us."

The Shapeshifters said calmly, not wavering at all because of the threatening words.

"But this has nothing to do with our plans against you."

"It's not just us who think so. I think Tracy thinks so too."

"Since you have come to Tracys to discuss this and want to seek help from us, you should be prepared to be rejected by us. If you are not convinced, you can ask Tracys for his opinion."

The group of shapeshifters looked towards Tracy. The Blood Demon gritted his teeth, knowing that he could do nothing to the shapeshifters, so he could only turn his gaze towards Tracy.

Tresis on the throne had a gloomy face, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he shook his head slightly.

"Let's change our target."

The Blood Demon Lord smacked his lips and finally said nothing.

As if to ease the bloody atmosphere at the scene, Tracy spoke again:

"Besides, even if we want to assassinate him, it's not now."

"We still have time for now."

Dukalei immediately retorted angrily:

"Nezrei's army can't get in. How much time do we have?"

But Tracy shook his head:

"You can come in."

"I let Ursula go."

Dukare snorted disdainfully:

"Ursula? That little Sarkaz from Scar Market? What use can she be? If you ask me, you should have killed her when [Chronology] broke down in her hands. If you can't bear to do it, you can let me do it for you."

Theresis did not answer Ducare's words. His eyes looked at the wall, as if he had penetrated the walls of the palace, passed through the high walls of Londinium, and went to a distant, familiar yet strange place.

"I asked her to go back to Kazdel."

"We are not completely helpless. That mobile city will bring our army with it."

Chapter 525 Nasti: Hahaha, a surprise is coming!

Kjerag, Tukarim, the venue of the Summit of Nations.

Standing in front of this building, Ernst was filled with emotion.

Ernst had thought about this countless times: what would the summit of nations mean to Kjerag?

In a broader sense, it is a symbol of Kjerag finding his place on the land of Terra. It is the embodiment of the collapse of Victorian hegemony and the birth of a new order on Terra after the War of the Four Emperors. It is the beginning of everything, the beginning of a new era.

To put it simply, it is Ernst's hard work, a common vision of countless people who have supported, helped, and waited for Ernst. Its establishment, its first and countless internal meetings, all mean that Ernst can say to himself more than a year ago: "Your efforts have not been in vain."

There are also Mayor Hermann of Xiosta and Evangelista XI of Lateran. Each of them is struggling in the game between great powers and can only choose a country or an independent city-state between the pain of being in it and the wisdom of keeping oneself out of trouble. This is also their common expectation.

But after thinking for a long time, Ernst finally came to the conclusion that there was only one word that best suited it.

"future."

“I have seen the future.”

Looking at the building, Ernst's eyes flickered, as if reflecting the colorful light of the sky.

Beside him, Kal'tsit pursed her lips, stretched out her hand, and gently patted Ernst's shoulder.

She praised from the bottom of her heart:

"That's remarkable, Mr. Ernst."

"I have walked on this land for longer than you can imagine. I have met countless kings, generals, actors, and outstanding people. The officials in your government, their ancestors, like Luga Sargus, the first red dragon king named [Greed], the Pegasus whose blood shone with golden light, and the beasts flying in the sky. I talked and laughed with them happily."

As if she was lost in memories, Kal'tsit's expression softened a little, but when she thought of what she was going to say next, her expression became a little strange again.

"But no matter which one of them gave me the emotion called 'surprise', it was not as much as the surprise and confusion I gained in the past year since I met you."

“In every way.”

Ernst listened carefully. When Kal'tsit mentioned those legendary figures, even he felt his heart surge.

The love of antiquity is a trait in every Chinese person's heart. It is not difficult to admit that our long history and culture allow us to proudly find traces of our ancestors in any period and any corner of human civilization. It is also because of this that we have a more practical feeling for those heroes of ancient times.

For example, what was the ending of Luga Sargus and Haranduhan? They were said to have made peace and to have fought their way to the Burning Wind, but what was the ending? Did they win? Why haven't they returned yet? Did they fail? Why was the Burning Wind, which is also a forbidden land on Terra and on the same level as the Infi Icefield, considered harmless by Kal'tsit?

Ernst tried to picture those grand scenes in his mind, but this brief trance did not last long, and was interrupted by Kal'tsit's words, "The water is too deep for Kjerag, he is drowned and at a loss."

Ernst couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He nodded towards Kal'tsit, expressing both admiration and gratitude.

Anyway, Kelsey had given him a lot of help during his entrepreneurial period. Although Ernst was puzzled as to why she had fallen to the point of almost going bankrupt a year ago, since she had been walking on the earth for tens of millions of years, this did not prevent Ernst from expressing his gratitude to him.

An old person in the family is like a treasure.

However, having said that, his usual behavior was somewhat disrespectful to the elderly. He did not treat Kal'tsit as an old person, and Kal'tsit never regarded herself as an old person.

Although she has been having strokes and fainting recently.

Time is not forgiving!

"Prime Minister Ernst, are you satisfied with the project?"

Nastie came from a nearby construction site, wearing a red safety helmet, and greeted Ernst.

"If you are not satisfied, you can modify it now."

The summit of all nations will be held in at least a month. This is Ernst's conservative prediction of when the situation in Londinium will become clear. If the situation is still not clear in a month... doesn't that mean that the situation has reached a stalemate?

This is also a result.

By then, the convening of the World Summit may provide a glimmer of possibility for easing the stalemate.

Of course, Ernst personally did not want to go that far. He hoped that there would be no conflict between the first plan adopted by the World Summit and the problems they would face at that time.

On the one hand, they were promoting the national policy of helping the Sarkaz to establish a nation, and on the other hand, they were deciding on a resolution against the dangerous group of Sarkaz in Londinium. This picture was a bit abstract.

Reality is not a tightrope. Once such a contradictory situation arises and is not handled properly, the first resolution of the World Summit may be stuck for a year.

This is not conducive to the credibility of the Summit of All Nations.

Of course, these are political issues for Ernst to consider. Nastie is asking about the construction of this "World Summit Site".

Three arms overlapped and held together, with olive branches on both sides. This is the logo Ernst designed for the Summit of Nations. Three is a commonly used imaginary number, used to represent the legitimate political forces of the Terran countries and independent city-states. The three arms overlapped and held together, meaning that Terra will stand together, and the olive branch is a very classic symbol of peace, which is also commonly used on Terra. This is somewhat different from the logo of the Summit of Nations conceived by Evangelista XI, but after Ernst's explanation, he finally agreed to Ernst's plan.

The venue for the World Summit was also built to this specification.

The three office buildings are combined into a triangle, with a small garden in the center and a sculpture fountain in the garden. The surrounding area of ​​the building is a green belt "olive branch" composed of trees and shrubs, which surrounds the venue of the World Summit.

Ernst naturally had no objection to such a design. He thought Nastie's idea was great, especially the sculpture fountain in the leisure square in the center of the three buildings.

The sculpture fountain is based on one of the iconic items of Lateran, one of the initiators of the World Summit: the gun. The front end of a pistol is twisted and knotted, and then water sprays out from the knotted muzzle to form a fountain. It means abandoning violence, turning swords into plowshares, peaceful exchanges, and mutual benefit and win-win results.

In Ernst's eyes, this is somewhat of a tribute to the UN sculpture of a knotted gun, which is not really that new. But the problem is that this sculpture fountain was not Ernst's proposal, but the ingenuity of Nastie, an engineer and designer!

Not to mention the similarity between this idea and the famous building in the previous life, the fact that Nasti came up with this design was enough to surprise Ernst.

She is a Sarkaz! Although she is a less hated banshee among the Sarkaz, putting aside the prejudices of the Sarkaz and the Sarkata, understanding the culture of the Sarkata, and combining her own ideas to build such a special sculpture full of symbolic meaning is enough to shock and move people.

Ernst never hesitated to praise such friends:

"Very good design, Miss Nasty. You have proved to the world that there is no difference between the Sarkaz, Victorians, and Leitanians. We are all races with beauty and aesthetic ability, and we all have the right to live equally on this land."

“You may think that what I said is a bit exaggerated, but perhaps hundreds of years from now, when people come to Kjerag and see this statue, they will say exactly the same things you heard from me today. And that will come from history books.”