People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Kal'tsit: "........Hahaha, hahahahaha, hahahahahahaha!"

"Kal'tsit?" Ascalon frowned, looking at Kal'tsit who had suddenly laughed for some reason, somewhat puzzled. "The lich problem is something we can't ignore. They used to hide in the towers of Letania, and wouldn't even leave the gates for hundreds of years. Why are they suddenly interested in going on a long journey this time?"

"And then there's Sherag. Forgive my bluntness, but how many Sarkaz do they have? They're far from needing a department to manage them, aren't they? Is Ernst finally showing his fangs, ready to begin systematic persecution...?"

"Kal'tsit, stop laughing and say something!"

Kal'tsit looked at Ascalon and smiled with relief. With a "ho~", her laughter stopped abruptly, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed.

Ascalon was wrong; this letter came at just the right time.

She wasn't sleepy at first, but now she has no trouble sleeping at all—it feels like she's living in a dream!

Young people are great; they can fall asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow.

Chapter 392 LOT, I Miss You

Victoria, Londinium, Iron Palace.

Theresis does not usually sit on the throne.

The throne was like a thorn in his side. Back then, when faced with the Demon King Black Crown's choice, he resolutely refused. He believed that the Black Crown was the shackle that bound the Sarkaz race's fate, and the first step to break free from the Sarkaz destiny was to smash this crown passed down through generations!

When he actually defeated his sister, who held the title of "Demon King," as an ordinary half-Sarkaz without noble blood or the power of the Black Crown, he also refused the title of King of Sarkaz.

Regent was the title he gave himself; Chairman of the Kazdel Military Council and General Kazdel were the positions he gave himself.

He never coveted the so-called throne and power, and he had no desire whatsoever to sit on Victoria's cold throne.

Unless he was truly so angry that his legs went weak.

“Manfred, Ersula, and the Exonerator, the three of you stay. The rest of you, get out.”

Therese's voice was deep, like dark clouds pressing down before a storm.

He didn't actually have the authority to give orders to the Blood Lord or the Shapeshifter Clan, who were rulers of the royal court. However, the Shapeshifter didn't care about orders at all. His temperament was as changeable as his personality. When Theresis said this, he happened to be in a submissive position.

As for the Blood Demon Lord... I wish him peace.

He was purely drawn to the strong; Theresis's strength had won him over, so what else could he say?

What can I say? Kitten Egg Rolls are out!

The King of Carrion is not here; he went out to hunt in the wild and has not returned.

There was originally a secret warp route established by Theresis using the abilities of the [Time] behemoths, connecting the Carrion King's Royal Court to Londinium. The Carrion King could use this route to transport his High Lords freely, right under the noses of the Grand Dukes of Victoria.

However, as is well known, for some reason, [Time Sequence] has gone on strike.

Therese was extremely anxious about this, so much so that she didn't sleep well for several days and even lost a lot of hair, but she didn't have any good solutions.

According to the Exonerator's later examination of the Time Watch, the consciousness of the Time Beast was no longer within it. As for when it left, no one could say for sure.

Therese did have his suspicions about Sherag, after all, the [Timeline] had suddenly gone on strike after Ersula returned from Sherag. But he couldn't find any credible evidence.

How could a divine artifact formed from fragments of a colossus be so easily destroyed? If the fragmented will of the colossus could escape from the artifact, could it still be called a divine artifact? It would be nothing but an empty shell.

According to the absolution master, there are only two possibilities for the damage to the [Time Capsule Pocket Watch].

First, there were even more powerful beings, such as other complete behemoths, warlocks at the level of royal court lords, or some kind of spell capable of causing super-powerful attacks, that directly destroyed the [Time Order] will within them.

Secondly, the will of [Time Order] merged, that is, another artifact, which is also a fragment of [Time Order], appeared near the [Time Order Pocket Watch], causing the will of the two artifacts to merge.

But this is clearly not something that Sherag can do.

According to Ersula and Manfred's reports, during the time they arrived in Sherag, the behemoth [Yeragand] did not appear at all, let alone launch a devastating attack that directly annihilated the remaining consciousness of the other behemoth.

As for the other [Time-Tracking Artifacts], not a single one has been seen. After all, how could such things exist in a backwater like Sherag?

Unable to find a reason, the troop transport still had to proceed. One can only look forward; with no other option, the Carrion King had to leave Londinium to find new methods and routes for troop transport.

Formal troop transport methods are definitely not feasible. Not to mention that the area around Londinium City is now full of the dukes' spies, the carrion eaters alone are a stench that needs no further explanation.

A race that can cause all vegetation to wither in the land it passes through is hard not to attract attention.

The King of the Carrion has not returned to this day. If it weren't for Theresis's messengers still being able to find him, he would have thought that the Carrion Royal Court had also sensed something was wrong and simply fled.

Speaking of running away, Theresis was even angrier!

He clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the armrest of the throne. He glanced at Manfred, Ersula, and the Exorcist, and finally couldn't help but curse:

"Come on, tell me, what happened?"

“Manfred, let’s start with you. I received your report a few days ago that you found traces of Stonewing Demons in the Scarred Market in Kazdel. Where are they?”

"General, this..."

Manfred looked somewhat embarrassed, swallowed hard, and replied,

"When I arrived at the mercenary tavern in Scar Market, the man was already gone."

"General, you are well aware of how the Scar Market operates. They basically have no mechanism; there are even secrecy measures between the various taverns, and information is largely not shared. Add to that the disruption of [Time Sequence] transportation, and our intelligence system is facing difficulties in transmission. By the time I received the message and sent people there, they had already been gone for ten days..."

Therese's eyelid twitched:

"Where did you go?"

Manfred looked at Ersula upon hearing this.

That's right, it was Ersula who returned to the scar market.

As a former transportation officer who oversaw traffic in [Timeline], she immediately lost her job after the [Timeline] strike.

Theresis, contrary to his usual behavior, did not punish her—after all, there were very few usable Sarkaz in Londinium now—which made Ersula feel even more guilty.

She desperately wanted to make amends, which is why she did her best to leverage her connections in the scar treatment market.

Her experience of growing up in New Kazdel certainly provided her with considerable assistance. With Theresis unable to obtain any information through high-level means, the only information Ersula obtained from an old Sarkaz mercenary in the Scar Market was about a suspected Stonewing Demon individual who wielded a large hammer and manipulated the earth.

After reporting the incident to Manfred, she immediately set off back to New Kazdel. Unfortunately, by the time she arrived, the person had already vanished.

As for where they went...

Ersula shook her head apologetically:

"General, I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"The owner of that tavern is a high-ranking lord of the Carrion King's Court. She is unwilling to speak, and I am unable to pry any information out of her. I am truly sorry."

Hearing this, Therese opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she could only let out a long sigh.

Helpless, truly helpless.

He was genuinely disappointed that he hadn't been able to find the individual suspected to be a [Stonewing Demon]. He was even unusually angry that the suspected [Stonewing Demon] had been operating right under his nose in the Kazdel he had abandoned for so long, and he had been completely unaware of it.

However, he could not direct his anger at Ersula.

He often says that Sarkaz is now experiencing its most united moment. But what is the reality?

The Stonewing Demon had been wandering in Kazdel for a long time, and no one had ever provided him with similar information. If it weren't for Ersula, he might still be completely unaware of it.

The tavern's "Carrion Eater" might know the whereabouts of the "Stonewing Demon," but he disregarded the military council officers, refused to answer any of Ersula's questions, and was unwilling to reveal anything about the "Stonewing Demon's" location.

The Cyclops ignored him, the Lich King's attitude was ambiguous, the Banshee King's court was determined to oppose the Military Council, and the Wendigo had ceased to care about Sarkaz affairs. Even the few kings who were on his side only obeyed orders without real decree, and were not internally unified.

Theresis spent his entire life trying to shatter the crown of the Demon King, but in the end, under the powerful inertia of history, the impression he left on all the Sarkaz was that of an unrecognized king, a usurper, and a false emperor without a crown.

It's utterly ridiculous, as if he can't do anything without that crown!

He was determined to test this. Just because he wasn't a Demon King, but merely a general, regent, or chairman, didn't mean he couldn't lead the Sarkaz!

Theresis finally turned her gaze to the Exonerator. The Exonerator seemed innocent; he hadn't participated in the search for the Stonewing Demon, and it seemed he was just standing there to get a scolding from Theresis for nothing.

But Therese had his reasons for keeping him.

Therese took a deep breath, calmed her turbulent emotions, and regained her usual cold and stern expression:

"It's time, Master of Forgiveness."

"How's the progress?"

The eyes behind the mask of the pardoner flickered, and he bowed, saying:

"Your Majesty, I need more time."

But this time, Therese didn't give that usual disdainful "I know." He gave the pardoner a deep look and said again:

"There's not enough time."

“Absolution Master, I know about your underhanded tactics. You want that crown to remain forever on the heads of your filthy lineage, and I have no objection to that.”

“The Sarkaz do not need that crown.”

His eyes, rimmed with dark circles, revealed not weariness, but a chilling killing intent.

"But don't make me feel that you'll mess things up. And don't forget the promises you made to me."

Only when you and Princess Theresa, the two heroes of the Sarkaz, reconcile and stand together, will the Sarkaz truly acknowledge you, acknowledge the Military Council, and gather around you.

His plans were thwarted at every turn, and his backup plans were repeatedly thwarted. Theresis seemed to see the being called fate standing right in front of him, giving him the middle finger and a disdainful sneer.

Seeing that the Sarkaz were about to fall apart again, he had to make a comeback that was just as inspiring as the conquest of Londinium.

For example, standing atop The Shard with Theresa, saying:

"Kids, I'm back!"

P.S.: The author managed to snag tickets for the May 1st concert and is planning to go. These tickets were incredibly hard to get! I pre-ordered the S tier, but after clicking in and it spun around a bit, the S tier was gone. Then I clicked pay, and the A tier was gone too. Luckily, I was quick and managed to grab a B tier. I was sweating buckets! I heard there are still tickets available for pre-sale in a couple of days; I'll try again then and see if I can upgrade from B to S.

PS2: I recently saw some spoilers from an unknown source. It seems that Rat really did win the revival match and go to the island. No, given Rat's status, her going to the island isn't really going to the island, it's more like going home.

Yes, kids, I'm really back.

But it seems like LUT is just a shell of civilization's survival, a kind of persona. The specifics are unclear. But if it's true, then I can only say Yostar has really gone all out. It all depends on how they write the plot. This huge plot hole has been buried since the game's launch. If they write it well, it's not impossible for me to max out LUT's potential. If they don't write it well, the plot's pacing might be even bigger than TuTu's...

In short, see you at the concert! I'll probably update again in the next few days, and I'll also share photos with those who can't make it!

Chapter 393 Nastie: Ernst, we love you!

Beyond Sheragar, in the wilderness.

The distance from Kazdel to Sherag is indeed incredibly long, so long that even healthy Terrans would hesitate to attempt it due to the exorbitant toll and the long journey.

Moreover, Mudrock is a Sarkaz.

As the undisputed most unpopular race on this land, she was virtually excluded from legitimate modes of transportation. Travel agencies that operated international tours would never accept an application from a Sarkaz mercenary without even basic identification, not even if Mudrock offered double the fee.

After all, everyone knows that if the Sarkaz were to rob a few tourists or kidnap a few travelers along the way, the entire travel agency would be finished.

Mudstone could only resort to less-than-legitimate methods. For example, he would try to find a smuggler with connections and hope to reach Shelag by illegal means. However, this route later proved to be largely impassable.

There is no such thing as a snake head in Sherag.

Those willing to leave Kherlag and travel to various Terran countries to study and make a living are generally ambitious and have a broad perspective. At the very least, they are romantics who believe that "life is not just about the mundane, but also about poetry and distant horizons." This group is already small in number; expecting them to become human smugglers transporting illegal immigrants to Kherlag is indeed a gross underestimation of them.

Furthermore, even if there are one or two degenerate individuals among these people, they will still face direct physical and psychological pressure when doing this.

Your nine generations of relatives seem a bit too many. Do you think the mountains of Shelag aren't high enough?

If that's the case, don't worry, Ernst guarantees that when space technology matures in the future, he can send you all to the moon.

The route directly through Shelag was also cut off, leaving Mudrock with no choice but to take the most difficult and complex route.

From Kazdel, across Syracuse, Letania, Victoria, and finally through a wilderness, you arrive at Shelag.

The hardships along the way are self-evident, and Mudrock had considered turning back more than once. If it weren't for the warning from the North Wind witch and her lingering fondness for Sherag, she probably would have already run away with the money the North Wind had given her.

Fortunately, every journey has an end, and every pursuit has a conclusion.

Now, the majestic mountains are right before our eyes.

To provide a better travel experience for the increasing number of tourists, the train station at the foot of Kjerag Mountain was built in a grand style. Although it is not as amazing as the "Stargazing" train station in Tukarim, which brought together the whimsical ideas of Kristen, Nasti, Lola, and others, it can still be considered a landmark building.

Even though it was still morning, a long queue had already formed in front of the train station. Tourists speaking different languages ​​and with different accents filled every seat in the waiting hall, and many others carrying large and small bags squatted in the corners or next to the pillars, sitting on the ground, waiting for the early train to depart.

This was the first time Niyan had ever seen such a scene. Somewhat at a loss, she followed the main group to the end of the line, but her strange attire naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd.

Mudrock wasn't wearing the combat-grade power armor. While that armor offered strong protection, it was indeed too bulky and unsuitable for long journeys.

Moreover, the armor was damaged. While traversing Letania, skirting the wastelands to avoid the eye of the storm in Victoria, she encountered a small squad of Sarkaz in the wilderness. The Sarkaz met, and before Mudrock could even exchange a word, gunfire erupted.

Mudrock had neither the time nor the energy to "say hello" to them, so he had no choice but to force his way out. In the process, the power armor completed its final mission.