People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"Are you really okay?" But Lucille still didn't believe it.

But Kal'tsit had taken a deep breath, suppressed the tension in her heart, quickly adjusted herself, and shook her head at her.

"It's okay, let's go in, don't let Amiya stay in there alone for too long."

Klushel waved her hand:

"Oh, that's okay. Prime Minister Ernst and his secretary both seem very kind."

Kelsey frowned: "Secretary?"

She said, walking slowly into the room.

What came into view was a Draco wearing a Victorian-style long maid outfit, flicking his tail, with a friendly smile on his face, holding a tea tray in his hands, preparing tea for the four people who were about to sit down.

Kelsey: “?”

Kal'tsit's heartbeat, which had just calmed down, suddenly started beating again. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her smooth, white forehead and back. Her adjusted expression froze again in an instant.

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?

Ernst Shivaash, you are indeed a master negotiator!

I am impressed by the intensity of this!

Chapter 150: What illustrated book are you going to collect next?

"Please take a seat, Dr. Kelsey, Ms. Amiya, and Ms. Klosier."

It was the first time that Ernst saw the main characters of the game, such as Kal'tsit and Amiya, in real life. He maintained the utmost kindness and did not care about Kal'tsit's slow movements and impolite and stiff expression from the moment she entered the door.

Regardless of whether this was some kind of negotiation tactic of Kal'tsit, Ernst had to tell Kal'tsit that instead of using conspiracies and tricks that were useless to her, it would be better to have a direct and frank talk.

Kal'tsit obviously knew this, so after taking another deep look at Lafshini who was waiting beside her, she took a deep breath and sat opposite Ernst.

At this point, she had to admit that she had greatly underestimated the power of Ernst Shivaash. The established negotiation methods and pressure methods seemed a little weak in the face of Ernst's straightforward and somewhat terrifying confrontation.

But she couldn't give up easily. Her biggest goal was to gain greater benefits for Rhodes Island. She would never give in!

Because if we give in again, we really won’t have food to eat, and it will be a matter of life and death!

The negotiations officially began, and Ernst spoke first:

"I'm very happy that Rhodes Island responded to my proposal after receiving my letter, and even sent three representatives to Kjerag. Ms. Kal'tsit, who is well-known in the world for her medical papers, Ms. Amiya, the CEO of Rhodes Island, who is very young but very brave, and this..."

"I'm Krusier, the chief engineer of Rhodes Island and a master in the computer field!"

Klushier puffed out her chest proudly.

She seldom shows up in public, firstly because she has no interest in engaging in these kinds of social activities that rely on fame, and secondly because her race, the blood demon of the Sarkaz, is not known to everyone in this land, but at least it can be said to be hated by everyone.

Therefore, even though she was an outlier in her race, Klosher rarely took the initiative to introduce her identity. Even if she did, she would only introduce herself as an "engineer" and not go into detail. This was because rashly revealing one's race would often bring a lot of unnecessary trouble and might even put the negotiation in a passive position.

Ernst nodded upon hearing this.

It's not that he doesn't know these three people. In fact, even if they are cloud players in the new server, it's impossible for him not to know these three people.

A riddler who always talks about "this land", has a very popular "ex-wife literature" video written by the head of a "I voted for Skadi". A game poster girl, who used the famous donkey jokes and the famous line "You can't rest yet" during the server launch period, can cosplay Zhou Baopi's Zhou Baopi, but is actually a very cute little rabbit. The last one, a very simple and easy to understand identity - she is the one who opens the game store interface.

The reason why Ernst asked this question was that he just wanted to confirm whether the three of them were affected by the changes in the world line after his arrival.

And Krusil's answer put Ernst at ease.

He smiled kindly and nodded:

"Then Miss Kluchil, Chief Engineer, will surely get along well with Miss Nastie."

"Nasti?" Hearing this unfamiliar name, Klushier's expression was obviously confused.

Ernst explained: "Nasti is the director of the Rhine Life Engineering Department and the chief designer and engineer of the Shelagh Tukarim reconstruction project. Coincidentally, she is also a Sarkaz, a Sarkaz banshee. If you want to meet her, I can help introduce her."

Sarkaz Banshee?

Kjerag actually has a Sarkaz banshee? The director of Rhine Life Engineering is actually a Sarkaz banshee?

Before Koluchil could recover from the bombardment of information, she suddenly realized another problem.

No, Ernst just said "also"?

Her expression suddenly became awkward: "Mr. Ernst knows my identity?"

"Aren't you a blood demon?" Ernst answered as a matter of course.

As the store's poster girl and the only character with an animated portrait at the time, Klucie was actually quite helpful to Ernst's XP. If this vampire wasn't so keen on using the modern meaning of the word vampire to continuously drain his wallet, and if YJ had been more diligent in updating the game during its launch, Ernst might have played for a longer time.

But Ernst's seemingly unintentional answer had already turned into a thunderclap in Klushier's mind.

I don't think I've ever introduced myself as the Blood Demon, right?

In negotiations, it is very common to play to one's strengths and avoid one's weaknesses. Lucille is also quite experienced in hiding one's true identity. But she also knows that hiding is a last resort. If the hidden things are exposed, it will be even more difficult than telling the truth.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Kal'tsit's temple, and the smile on her face seemed a little forced. She looked at Kal'tsit with a look of help, and said with a smile:

"Prime Minister Ernst, you are really well-informed. You are right. If I have the chance, I must meet Miss Nastie."

Kal'tsit also received Kal's pleading look. At this moment, she could only sigh silently and take the initiative to change the subject:

"Thank you for your kindness, Prime Minister Ernst. However, let's talk about cooperation first."

She stretched out her hand, and Amiya took out the publicly available information about the Rhodes Island landship from her bag and placed it on the table.

Kelsey pushed the information forward and said:

"Prime Minister Ernst, it is just as you said. After my and Klosher's evaluation, even if we put aside the space already used on Rhodes Island's main landship, the remaining space is fully capable of transporting a large amount of construction materials. It will undoubtedly meet Kjerag's needs."

"However, Rhodes Island is a medical company after all. If we rashly throw ourselves into the reconstruction of Tukarim, our progress in medical research and development will be greatly slowed down, and some patients who stay on the island for treatment may be dissatisfied with such an arrangement. Most importantly, as a neutral international medical company, contact with Kjerag may force us to make some political choices, which may be detrimental to the future development of Rhodes Island."

"So, Prime Minister Ernst, although Rhodes Island would very much like to agree to your request and contribute a little to the future of the people of Kjerag, we are a company and we also need benefits. So in terms of compensation, can you describe it more clearly?"

Ernst nodded.

After speaking for such a long time and analyzing the pros and cons, Kal'tsit's goal can be summarized in three words - "more money".

It's okay. To be honest, compared to those political stance issues that are exaggerated, adding money is at best a small inconvenience and not a big problem at all.

Well, the only pity is that Ernst has no money to add.

But fortunately, he had made a plan from the beginning. Just like Kal'tsit said, what he really wanted to explain was not the "money" in the first part of the compensation, but the vague market development in the second part of the compensation.

Without giving an explanation right away, Ernst mentioned another thing that was about to happen: "Dr. Kelsey, let me tell you a secret. Kjerag will have a special visitor soon."

Visitor?

Kelsey raised her eyebrows, already having a guess in her mind, and Ernst's next words confirmed her guess.

"The Duke of Windermere's envoy is on his way to Kjerag."

"If you wish, as Prime Minister Kjerag, I can invite you to attend the dinner to welcome the Duke of Windermere's envoy. And I can give you the opportunity to have direct contact with the Duke of Windermere."

“This is my first reward.”

Ernst paused.

"Of course, if you feel that contact with the Duke of Windermere may cause trouble, as you said, and force Rhodes Island to choose its own political stance. Shelag is also happy to do it for you. Kalan Trade can act as Rhodes Island's agent and sell Rhodes Island's products in the market of the Duke of Windermere. Of course, compared to the previous item, I will ask for a fair share of the profits from this item after compensating for the losses and reputation you suffered in rebuilding Tukarim City."

It was a reasonable proposal. Ernst even took a step back and gave in, suggesting that if Kal'tsit agreed, Ernst could provide financial subsidies for the "declining reputation" issue that Kal'tsit mentioned.

As for why only the Duchy of Windermere was mentioned and the Duchy of Wellington was not, the reason is very simple.

In a negotiation, you can't throw out all your cards at the first opportunity. Ernst needed a bargaining chip to raise the price.

As if worried that Kal'tsit would not believe him, Ernst was about to promise: "Doctor Kal'tsit, rest assured, I will not cheat in this situation..." Kal'tsit shook her head and answered very firmly:

"Of course I believe in the strength of Prime Minister Ernst."

To be honest, if someone told Kelsey an hour ago that a prime minister of a small country was confident enough to guarantee that Rhodes Island could show up in front of a Grand Duke Victoria, she would probably think that person was crazy.

But now, the heir to the Victoria Aslan dynasty is here, and the heir to the Victoria Drake dynasty is here too. The heir to the Dukedom of Windermere is coming here, so what's wrong with showing up in front of the Duke of Windermere?

People can play Victoria's claim to have collected the illustrated encyclopedia in the office, so what else is there to question?

Kal'tsit might as well worry about what Ernst is going to collect next?

Oh no, Nastie is a banshee, his next target won’t be the Ten Kings of Sarkaz!

Kal'tsit's hair stood up suddenly, but the next second, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, the Fire Demon is out of print, so I can't get it together anyway. That's fine.

Seeing Kal'tsit's particularly conflicted expression, Ernst did not force her to make a choice immediately. His time was not very urgent, and giving people enough time to think was also part of etiquette. So he took the initiative to stand up:

"Doctor Kelsey, you don't have to rush to tell me the answer. You can walk around Kjerag first."

“Only by really walking around can you appreciate the scenery of this city and the future of Kjerag. It won’t let you down.”

"I can arrange a tour guide for you."

Chapter 151 Kal'tsit, sweating profusely

The days in Kjerag could be said to be the most relaxing days for Gawain.

Although the beast master will not age or die, he still has a sense of time. Something that he liked before may no longer be liked after a few hundred years. Something that he hated before may become liked after a few centuries.

Before a certain penguin ran to the West Coast to play his rock and rap, who could have guessed that he was actually a famous classical music master in Leithania?

He even has his own tower and servants. The works of Count Penguin are still relevant today. What's the result? Isn't he the beast master who now calls those classical music "outdated music"?

Among all the beast masters, the only ones who can persist in playing a game for hundreds or even thousands of years are probably the wolf cubs of Syracuse.

As for Gawain, he believed that he had found the true meaning of life.

Whether you like playing cricket fighting in Sicily or playing Civilization in the Sargon Rainforest, the ultimate goal in life is only one - that is to sleep!

Lions should take naps, especially male lions like Gawain, who should take naps at any time, in any place, and by any means! In the past, I had to take care of Vina, so that the little guy wouldn't lose his head like his father if he wasn't careful. Now, with a surrogate mother watching over her, Gawain is comfortable.

He only needs to eat and sleep, sleep and eat, maintain the life of a lion, and then wait to grow fat.

"Is this the reason why you came to steal my tribute?"

Looking at Gawain, who was openly eating the fruits offered on the altar and the cooked millet, Yaer's smile was a little dangerous.

But Gawain didn't care about Yelagund's little complaint at all. His skin was thicker than the city wall. Facing Yelagund's questioning, he even had time to raise his head and explain:

"As everyone knows, I am the beast master and a lion. And male lions never hunt on their own."

"Are you quite proud?"

A strange floating object that looked like an eye appeared around Yaer, but Gawain still showed no sign of panic.

"Don't worry, Yelagund. You won't eat the food if it's left here. It will just be wasted on the people below."

Gawain wiped his mouth lazily.

"It's better to let me get a bargain. At least I can provide you with some information."

"You immortals are so disgusting." Ya'er curled her lips and uttered such a strong offensive word, which was rare. "What information?"

"In terms of fighting ability, I may not be as good as you, but in terms of knowledge, Yelagund, you are still too young in your tribe." Gawain grinned, showing his teeth, "You don't even know that a dangerous woman entered Kjerag right in front of you."

A dangerous woman? Into Kjerag? In front of me?

Yaer was stunned for a moment, and even stopped sweeping the floor.

She frowned. "Who was it? When did they come in? Did they have any ill will towards Ernst? Did they have any contact with him?"

"Look at you." Gao Wen smiled, "Why don't you give me some more food?"

Yaer's voice was somewhat dangerous:

"Although I can't kill you, I can freeze you and throw you into the lake. I'll reinforce you every week and make sure you can never get out!"

Gawain closed his grinning mouth and took a step back in fear:

"No, no, there's no need for that, Yelagund."

He paused and said,

"That woman's name is now Kelsey."

"Kal'tsit?" Ya'er raised her eyebrows. "Who was that guy from Rhodes Island who met Ernst yesterday afternoon?"

Gawain's expression changed - if the lion's face could really show any special expressions - and his gaze towards Yelagund became a little strange.

"what happened?"