Save the simulator and make Sarkaz great again!

This was an unexpected gain, and he had to return home as soon as possible to confirm the reliability of the intelligence.

After signing the treaty, Shi Tong, the chosen emperor, strode forward with renewed vigor.

Their steps did not pause for even a second for them.

The bishop slumped to the ground, the sound of the military band echoing in his ears. He finally understood that in this game of power, they were nothing more than pawns who had long been discarded.

And those allies they once regarded as saviors had already sold them off for a good price at the negotiating table.

It's important to know that they didn't provide any support to Laterano in this battle.

"(Latland curses!) How could I have been so blind as to ally with these bastards? Those damned Imperials are even less reliable than the devils!"

……

After signing the agreement, Shi Tongling, the Marquis of the Elect, did not linger and hurriedly returned to China.

When his aircraft landed in the Leitanian Parliament Square, countless Leitanians had already prepared a welcoming ceremony for him, with flower petals fluttering and dancing around him.

A huge poster stood in the square, showing a silhouette of Shen Lin shaking hands with the Elector Marquis, with the words written in cursive script below.

"The architects of a century of peace!"

"Your Excellency, this is a welcome ceremony hastily prepared by the Publicity Department. Look at these lovely eyes; they are so proud of your return."

"You have accomplished a great feat. The people believe that with your wisdom and decisiveness, this cooperation will surely bring lasting prosperity to Letania."

The assistant quickly stepped forward, a fawning smile on his face.

Another piece of honest advice that's easy to hear.

A smile involuntarily appeared on the face of the Elector Shi Tongling, and the frustration he felt from signing the agreement with the Sarkaz vanished without a trace.

The crowd in the square cheered and jumped for joy, waving their flags and shouting the Elector's name, their eyes filled with longing and anticipation for peace.

Looking at his people who supported him so much, Shi Tong, the Elector of the Emperor, felt a surge of pride. He raised his hand to greet the people and held up the agreement that he and Shen Lin had recently signed.

At that moment, he was like a hero.

"First of all, I want to thank the Letanians for everything they have done!"

"The Lateran problem has been resolved."

"I believe this is just the prelude to a larger solution that will bring peace to the Terra core."

“I had a historic meeting with the leader of Kazdel, a determined and sincere young man.”

"I have a document here with both of our signatures on it, with my name and his name on it."

As he spoke, he proudly held up the agreement in his hand, the paper fluttering wildly in the strong wind.

"I believe this will be peace in our time. We sincerely thank you all. Go home and get a good night's sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers erupted like a surging tide, wave after wave, almost lifting the square off its heights.

From the crowd, someone started singing Letania's national anthem, and its stirring melody quickly spread across the square. More and more people joined in, their voices intertwining to create a powerful and moving melody.

"At least we won't have to fight this year."

A young soldier gazed at the Elector's figure in the distance and couldn't help but sigh, sniffing the air as he spoke.

"Speaking of which, did you smell anything? I mean, an odd smell. You just asked me for some paper, but I only had a newspaper I just bought. Did you go to the bathroom?"

He noticed that his companion suddenly tensed up, awkwardly clutching the newspaper he had just printed and tossing it into the recycling bin.

"I think you must be smelling something wrong. If there's a scent, it's definitely the fragrance of peace, buddy!"

……

A hotel in Victoria.

Kal'tsit flipped through the intelligence in her hand and sighed softly.

"Theresia also set foot on the lush land of Sargon, and it is said that she threatened them with war..."

"The Demon Lord's speech was reflected in the filthy hymns amidst the intertwined vines and broken bones, and the collapse of the sanctuary was deafening."

"Theresia, when did you become like this..."

She hadn't expected that Theresa would arrive there shortly after she left Sargon, and that she had reportedly completed a huge deal.

Now she must resolve the war on Ursus' side quickly. She certainly cannot allow Ursus to expand recklessly, otherwise the entire Terra may face a huge war.

Although her fickle and opportunistic behavior in maintaining stability in Terra would provoke the ire of many factions, she had long since grown accustomed to it.

Those fleeting feelings of liking and hating are meaningless to her as an immortal being.

Life is short and fragile, and only stability can be the soil for the development of life.

She will do everything in her power to nip any factors that could affect Terra's stability in the bud.

Although Ursus is now a powerful military nation on Terra, its rampant expansion and neglect of its territory have led to deeply entrenched domestic problems.

With the development of the Originium industry in Ursus, a considerable number of capitalists who control the means of production have gradually gained more power.

However, the military aristocracy, who do not engage in production, are now unwilling to relinquish power to the capitalists; they must firmly grasp the discourse power in Ursus politics.

Due to the uneven distribution of political power, the conflict between the military aristocracy and the emerging capitalist aristocracy in the country intensified.

She has now used the influence of her informants in Victoria and Ursus to further exacerbate the conflict between the military nobility and the newly emerging aristocratic class in Ursus.

The soldiers only need to fight bravely on the battlefield, while the nobles in the rear have many more things to consider.

The outcome of a war is never determined solely by the soldiers fighting on the front lines, but also by the politics behind the scenes.

Ursus is now fighting a war it is destined to lose.

"After things are settled in Ursus, perhaps I should meet with Theresa..."

Kal'tsit pondered for a moment.

Once she's dealt with things in Ursus, she'll be able to focus her energy on Kazdel.

Kazdel's problem is not difficult to solve; Victoria and Letania have some connection with Kazdel.

In addition, the racial problems that have plagued Kazdel for thousands of years make it difficult for them to unite. As long as the power of a few of their nobles is mobilized, it is possible to restrain Kazdel.

"Newspapers for sale! Newspapers for sale!"

"Latest developments in the Lateran incident!"

As the calls echoed down the corridor, Kal'tsit became interested upon hearing the name Laterano. She had been focused on exchanging information with her informant and rarely paid attention to what was happening around her.

It seems Laterano has quite a few big news stories?

Kal'tsit, out of curiosity, bought a newspaper to see what had happened.

"Pfft!"

Just one glance was enough to make her spit out the tea she had just drunk.

The newspaper cover featured a picture of Elector Caprini waving an agreement on a podium.

Several enormous words were constantly assaulting Kal'tsit's senses.

"Kazdel joined the inner circle, bringing a century of peace to Letania."

"what?"

Chapter Eighty-Six Five-Year Plan

In the afternoon, amidst the chirping of cicadas and a clear blue sky, with a series of tremendous roars and the excited cheers of the Sarkaz warriors, Kazdel's mobile city finally connected with Laterano.

At this historic moment, the joy of the people surged forth like a flood bursting its banks. The people of Kazdel rushed out of their homes, their faces beaming with simple yet warm smiles.

Compared to the complex expressions on the faces of the adults in the Sakorta, many of the younger Sakortas didn't have such worries. They couldn't wait to run out and join in the fun when they saw a lively scene.

The children excitedly weaved through the crowd, waving their homemade flags, and their enthusiasm quickly made them new friends in the Sarkaz group.

When Shen Lin opened the office door as usual, Ersula, like a joyful little deer, her eyes sparkling with surprise, rushed towards him like the wind and threw herself into his arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Shen Lin's neck, almost hanging on him, while excitedly shouting.

When she turned to look at Shen Lin, her eyes sparkled with barely concealed excitement.

"Shen Lin, you really did it!"

Ersula walked around the new office several times, and even she couldn't help but marvel at Lateran's renovations.

She would touch the exquisitely carved windowsill one moment, and stare at the magnificent chandelier on the ceiling the next, occasionally letting out a "wow" of admiration.

"These Laterans certainly know how to enjoy life. Compared to Syracuse, their renovation budget is at least double."

Feeling Ersula's unassuming attitude, Shen Lin felt a momentary daze. The days when he was still unknown and they worked day and night for Kaz flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

The title "Your Highness" carries a sense of distance.

It has only been a little over two years, but it feels like countless years have passed.

The Goliath girl before him was unlike any other royal representative. She was someone who had steadfastly followed Shen Lin from when he was unknown, and could be considered his confidante.

Most importantly, as a representative of the Sarkaz Democratic Union, any will he had could be carried out through her.

The square was teeming with people, colorful ribbons fluttered in the wind, and cheers rose and fell.

"That's wonderful..."

Ersula spoke softly, her eyes sparkling as if she had sensed something, and she looked at Shen Lin.

The two smiled at each other, and a faint warmth filled the air.

"This is just the beginning; we will see an even more glorious Kazdel in the future."

Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks broke the silence.

"Your Highness! The officials are ready."

A respectful voice came from outside the door.

Shen Lin and Ersula exchanged a glance. Seeing the other's increasingly dazed gaze, Shen Lin smiled slightly.

“I have just convened a royal court meeting. Ersula, you may come along as well.”

"Perfect timing, I have a gift for you."

……

As soon as the two entered the conference room, all the Wang Ting representatives' eyes fell on them.

When they saw Ersula beside Shen Lin, all the royal court representatives' gazes revealed a slightly different meaning.

Perhaps because it was her first time attending such a large-scale meeting, Ersula, who had been by Shen Lin's side for so long, couldn't help but feel a little stage fright and followed Shen Lin timidly.

Ramalyn's long silver hair rippled in the light streaming through the French windows. She rose gracefully and walked to Ersula, the star and moon patterns adorning her dress making a soft, crisp sound.

"Let me see, isn't this Miss Ersula, the vice president of the Sarkaz Democratic Union?"

Lamar's voice was like honey melting in black tea, and she led her to the right side of the long table.

"Everyone has witnessed your hard work during this period."

"Come, sit next to me."

Ersula nervously turned to look at the man, who smiled and nodded at her. Only then did she feel a little relieved and sit down next to Ramalien.

This action was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

The scrutinizing and curious gazes that had been fixed on Ersula now turned friendly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Shen Lin pushed several prepared documents in front of each of the royal court representatives.

"This is the latest report from Ramallian on the restructuring of Lateran's industries."

"Based on Kazdel's current development, I have developed a five-year development plan, which includes indicators for the development of various industries. You can take a look."

The war did not actually cause much damage to Lateran; apart from the military facilities in the Holy City, most of the other industrial structures remained intact.

The specialized processing and electronics manufacturing industries here remain the most advanced in the entire Terra continent, in addition, it is located on Terra's largest mineral vein - the Talgan Main Vein.

These conditions provide a solid material foundation for Shen Lin's upcoming five-year plan.

"According to the information from the shapeshifters, although the Victorians are talking about peace, they are actually conducting research on an air defense system, and it is clear who they are targeting."

"Of course we are not afraid of any challenge, even the other side's arms race."

"Now that Kazdel is fully integrated, our industrial plans should also be put on the agenda."