People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"I actually want to ask, why can't we save those college students?"

"Since the Duke of Wellington said he would cause trouble for the Duke of Caster, wouldn't it also disrupt her plan if we rescued the college students ourselves?"

As soon as Ravshini finished speaking, she noticed that the eyes of the other three people in the room were focused on her, and she immediately shrank her neck in panic:

"What's wrong?"

"What a joke! How can we save those college students? We have no way to evacuate them from Londinium—"

Just as Jeston was about to refute Lavshini, Ernst suddenly interrupted:

"It can be saved!"

"what?"

Ernst swallowed and explained:

"Rafushini is right. To stop Duke Kast, there is more than one option except informing the Sarkaz. We can also save the college students ourselves!"

"Yes, we do not have any channels to rescue the trapped people. But the Duke of Caister does!"

"What we have to do is grab the credit!"

I am familiar with this matter!

Chapter 126 Abbrana: I have no objection

"So, you plan to save people?"

Ahmonie glanced at Ernst and Ravshini in astonishment.

This is indeed a path that had never been imagined.

"Why? This is too troublesome. The Sarkaz of Londinium are not easy to talk to. Those mercenaries are all dangerous elements."

Ernst nodded.

Are Sarkaz dangerous? Of course they are dangerous, but their danger only exists on the surface. Just like a building that has been marked as a dangerous building, when you pass by it and see the warning sign, you know to go around it.

So, although it is dangerous, it can be avoided.

The real danger to Ernst was the Duke of Wellington.

The Duke hid his ambition very well. He kept saying that he had "no interest in Kjerag" and gave Ernst three tasks that seemed very tempting and easy, but what was the reality?

Each of these three tasks leads to a trap.

Preventing the Duke of Castor from rescuing the people would completely offend the Duke of Castor. Moreover, rescuing the people is itself a recognized good thing. According to the simple thinking logic of the general public, who would stop others from doing good things?

Of course it’s a bad guy.

This is a handle. Once Ernst does this, this handle will be handed over to the Duke of Wellington by him.

He could threaten Ernst to do things for him at any time by exposing this handle.

Some people may ask, just make it public, but even if it is public, people have to believe it. Who would believe that the prime minister of a small country who has little to do with Victoria would interfere in a good thing that is harmful to himself and recognized by everyone?

But the question is, who should believe it?

To put it bluntly, this is just like writing an essay on the Internet. A person with the status and authority of the Duke of Wellington openly declared that "there is evidence that the Duke of Castor's operation to rescue the teachers and students of Victoria University failed because of interference from Prime Minister Ernst Kjerag." That's enough.

Politics is very dirty. Incitement, conspiracy, evasion, corruption, and demagoguery can all be used to summarize its characteristics.

Most people will not ask "what is the evidence?" They don't have the channels to get to the bottom of it, nor do they have the mood to get to the bottom of it. Anyway, they are not the ones trapped, so they can just sit back and watch the show while commenting.

Even if someone really asked about it, an authority like the Duke of Wellington could simply respond that "the evidence is an internal secret and cannot be made public."

This kind of operation was played out to perfection in the semi-British TV series "Yes, Prime Minister".

But this tactic is despicable, and in most cases, politicians of status will not use it - it will cause them diplomatic difficulties.

I secretly shared a resource with a friend, but your friend not only didn't call you a hero, but also used the fact that you watched a romantic action movie as a handle to threaten you to obey, otherwise he would sue your teachers, parents, colleagues and friends and destroy your reputation.

You dare to blacken someone like this, who knows if you dare to blacken me like this? After this, who would dare to do business with you or be friends with you?

This person will undoubtedly fall into diplomatic isolation.

But the Duke of Wellington was not afraid.

As a Grand Duke, he was isolated from the Victorian ducal circle dominated by the Duke of Castres.

What's more, he himself had no intention of staying in Victoria. From the very beginning, what he wanted to do was to distract the Duke of Coster and disgust this old woman so that he could free up his hands to prepare to separate the Kingdom of Tara from the territory of Victoria.

Ernst had absolutely no doubt that this equally bad, smoking old guy would ask him to do even more disgusting things once he got hold of his handle.

And if you want to break this drama, it’s actually not difficult.

Just be impartial in your stance and do good things.

This is actually a very simple truth. When the other party has an absolute advantage over you in the field of public opinion, it is useless whether you choose the right or the wrong one.

Ernst chose to tell Sarkaz that the mission was accomplished, but the evidence was handed over, and he offended the Duke of Kast in one breath. He was not very familiar with the Duke of Wellington. Did he really think that he would protect you just because you helped him do something?

There are many people who want to be Wellington dogs, and the black gloves are meant to be thrown.

Ernst chose not to bother the Duke of Castor, so of course he would not get any share of the money.

The only right way that cannot be criticized by anyone is, simply, to do good things.

"I know this is troublesome and difficult. But upholding international humanitarianism and respecting the basic rights of every life are the most basic moral principles for us as human beings, and they also constitute the public order and good customs of our world. Since Londinium is now in chaos, evacuating innocent civilians from it and protecting them from the harm of war should be the consensus of every conscientious Grand Duke Victoria. I believe that the Duke of Wellington thinks so too, doesn't he?"

These words can be said to be a classic among classics, and I believe you are all familiar with them.

This is the art of diplomacy.

It is all-round, with no blind spots, and there is no room for rebuttal.

Londinium is now in deep chaos. It is a very normal idea to evacuate civilians from the chaotic area and ensure the safety of every civilian, right?

International humanitarianism and respect for human life are the moral principles that constitute society. As a role model for a country, Grand Duke Victoria would not fail to understand this truth, right?

I know it's difficult to evacuate civilians in war-torn areas, but this is Londinium, the capital of Victoria. If your own grand dukes are unwilling to contribute, do you really want the international community to help?

Do you still want Kjerag to take the blame for you?

It's an eyesore, it's an eyesore!

But Ernst thinks that countries like Lethania, Casimir, Ursus, or especially Colombia, should not mind helping Victoria rescue the civilians, right?

What, Londinium belongs to Victoria, and other countries interfering in its internal affairs?

Smile, aren't you the ones who usually shout that human rights are above sovereignty and interfere in small countries at will? Are you the ones who want Kjerag to be the black glove? What, you feel the pain when the boomerang hits you?

Most people know that Victorian aristocrats were certainly immoral, but what distinguished them from real beasts was that they were indeed covered in human skin.

This layer of human skin is the morality that they choose to ignore most of the time, but have to talk about every day.

Ernst knew very well that the Duke of Wellington was not afraid of being ostracized by Victoria's nobles, but that did not mean he dared to cut himself off from human society. The newly born Kingdom of Tara might completely draw a line between itself and Victoria, but that did not mean it dared to draw a line between itself and the civilized world.

Originally, falling out with Victoria, the "pioneer of freedom and beacon of democracy" in Ahmoni's words, and pursuing independence would have put the future Kingdom of Tara in a serious diplomatic dilemma. If the Duke of Wellington did this again, that would be great.

The Duke of Wellington can lead the Kingdom of Tara to prepare for the battle at the End of the World in advance.

Ahmoni's lips parted slightly, surprise written all over her face.

Does this mean that Ernst kicked the ball back?

interesting.

She asked curiously:

"So what are you going to do? I don't think Kjerag is capable of evacuating so many civilians from Londinium. From what I hear, you're going to let Duke Kast complete his plan?"

"If that is the case, such a brilliant reason alone will not win the approval of the Duke of Wellington."

Ernst was not in a hurry and asked back:

"Why did the Duke of Caister evacuate the teachers and students of the National University? Do you think she did it for humanitarianism, to respect every life, and to maintain moral order?"

Ahmoni smiled: "Of course not. This kind of words are just like what you said, they are just said as added value, to improve personal reputation and public favorability. Who takes it seriously?"

"I think so too," Ernst shrugged helplessly. "I did a quick search of Victoria University's information on the intercity network. Except for some civilian students who were admitted through their own efforts, the rest of the students are children of nobles or merchants. Duke Caister's rescue of civilians was probably just a side job. His real purpose was to win over the family forces behind these nobles and merchants."

"What I have to do is very simple, just make her put the cart before the horse."

Ernst Road,

"I will hold a public speech tomorrow in the center of Leinster County. The theme and core content is that I hope the Grand Dukes can promote humanitarianism and save the citizens of Londinium who are in deep chaos. Afterwards, I will record the speech and upload it to the intercity network. I also ask the Duke of Wellington to help me quickly spread this speech to all the mobile cities in Victoria and gradually spread it to the entire land."

Ahmoni's eyes widened in sudden realization:

"In this way, the Duke of Caister's actions will become......"

"It became a humanitarian rescue operation by the Grand Duke."

Ernst nodded.

"And I was the leader. Although I didn't contribute much, people were tolerant and understood Kjerag's 'inability to help'. They were also grateful for Kjerag's appeal, because before Kjerag made the appeal, no matter if Duke Kast or other dukes had any intention to save people, they did not take any action."

"It was Ernst Shivaash who appealed for the refugees of Londinium! That moved the Grand Dukes."

He concluded.

"The political significance of the Duke of Castor's actions will be greatly weakened. As the first person to accept the Ernst Initiative, she will gain a good reputation that is somewhat ironic for the Duke. The teachers and students can be rescued, but the first person they have to thank is not the Duke of Castor, but me. The situation of the rest of the people in Londinium will be more likely to be noticed by the international community, and the hope of being rescued will be greater. As for the Duke of Wellington, I did what he asked me to do. The Duke of Castor's goal was not fully achieved."

"I wonder if the Duke of Wellington is satisfied with this plan?"

Ahmoni folded her hands, drooped her eyelids, and fell into thought.

After a moment, she shook her head. "I'm afraid the Duke of Wellington won't be particularly satisfied. Your plan will create considerable public opinion and media pressure on all the Grand Dukes who are standing by and watching."

"Then I can only thank the Duke of Wellington for his kindness. Sherag's contact with the Duke of Wellington left a very good impression. Now allow me to take my leave." Ernst said, standing up and preparing to leave.

But Ahmoni spoke again and stopped him.

"But the Duke of Wellington doesn't represent everyone."

She suddenly said, with a meaningful smile that made Ernst narrow his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that your plan, although not perfect, can be implemented." She said slowly, "Because my highness approves of it."

"Your Highness?"

Ernst seemed to remember something, turned his head and looked at Lavishini.

At some point, the somewhat dull girl raised her head and looked at Ernst's whole body with interest.

Her eyes met Ernst's in mid-air, and the girl's tail swung, with a terrifying purple fire burning at the tip.

"Nice to meet you," she said with an especially charming smile, as if she had taken a fancy to a very valuable item, "I'm Abrana."

“This time it’s real.”

Chapter 127 Ernst Shivaash ignites the flame of hope

Victoria National University, Londinium, Victoria.

Ceylon Dolkos is this year's graduate of the Originium Studies program.

If she can still graduate successfully.

Almost a week had passed since Londinium was occupied by the Sarkaz. At first, people thought it was just an ordinary disaster, like a fire, a rainstorm, or a cloud of disaster gathering overhead.

Until it becomes relevant to everyone.

"The National University of Victoria is a famous university in Victoria and even in the whole of Terra. It is located in the core area of ​​the great City of Ten Thousand Cities, Londinium. It is the palace of knowledge that countless seekers of knowledge dream of. Safety? Safety should never be a problem that residents of Londinium should worry about, let alone you are students of the National University!"

When the principal first made this speech on the radio, Ceylon felt very excited and relieved.

Ever since the armed Sarkaz began running back and forth in the streets and the rumbling sound of artillery could be heard from morning to night in every block of Londinium, many students of the National University have suffered from severe insomnia.

The principal's words were undoubtedly a shot in the arm, bringing some comfort to everyone in this suffocating and tense atmosphere.

But later, people gradually realized the weakness of these words in the face of reality.

A week has passed, and the students of the National University can only look out at the bleak streets of Londinium from the rooftop of the teaching building. They are forbidden to step out of the school gate, and it seems that Londinium is still a long way from restoring its former prosperity and order.

"Supplies are running out, please, I mean the school's supplies are running out! Every student in this school is the future pillar of Victoria! How can you turn a blind eye to this!"

Ceylon once accidentally heard such angry accusations coming from the principal's office.