People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Naturally, he also loathed the banshees. The former banshee queen, [Elegy Lead Singer], who had become the Demon King, conceived the idea of ​​manipulating the royal court to take revenge on him after ascending to power because of his persistent antics in the Banshee Valley. But she ultimately failed; her curse could not erase the immortal life of the shapeshifter horde.

Now, the Cyclops says he will die from the words of the Banshee.

"How did the banshee do that? What kind of spell did she use? [Elegy lead singer] Were they deceiving us back then?"

Elki's eyelid twitched.

It sounds like I've heard something really impressive.

Forget it, let's just ignore it.

Elchi waved his hand: "Transformer, don't ask anymore, don't ask anymore."

But the shapeshifters remained steadfast in their determination, relentlessly pressing for answers: "Why? Why stop asking? What's the real story?"

"You really want to know?"

The shapeshifters nodded without hesitation: "Ernst is here as our witness, so you can speak freely. We won't blame you."

Elki looked at Ernst with a pitiful look, and Ernst nodded at him, the meaning of which was clear: Go ahead and say it.

Taking a deep breath, Elki said:

"According to the revelation in [Foresight], you committed suicide."

"The banshee did not use any incantations or spells, neither known nor unknown spells."

“I don’t know what he said to you, but he just stopped you, and after a few words, you…committed suicide.”

The group of shapeshifters stood frozen in place, their expressions somewhat bewildered.

Ernst was also stunned, his gaze falling on the shapeshifter, as if he was thinking about what kind of words were so offensive that they could break through the defense of a Sarkaz who had lived for tens of thousands of years and kill him directly.

It's important to know that the Shapeshifter syndicate is also a master of intelligence. They are the most knowledgeable spies in Kazdel, and their ability to withstand pressure is exceptionally strong. Kal'tsit said that Kazdel has been destroyed thousands of times, so the Shapeshifters have experienced at least thousands of times of family destruction and death. They are the top Terra pressure-resistant kings.

Ernst couldn’t think of anything to say that could break his defenses.

Could it be the legendary, most powerful, most unsolvable, and most terrifying "White Moonlight" defense-breaking method?

There are actually people among the banshees who have mastered such skills?

While the Shapeshifter cluster's CPU was still overloaded, Ernst seized the opportunity to step forward—he also had a question for [Foresight].

“Ms. Elchi, I also have a small request. I hope to use your foresight to conduct a test.”

"Excuse me, can you do me a favor?"

Elki nodded gratefully. Her biggest fear now was that the shapeshifter swarm would realize what was happening and ask her, "Who's this banshee you're talking about?"

She really didn't dare to answer that question. After all, as a Cyclopes, even if Elkiel were to live in seclusion, it was impossible for him not to know the current ruler of the Banshee Court, that rare male Banshee—Aifanir.

If the shapeshifter swarm were to bring it up and she didn't answer, it would be tantamount to offending the shapeshifter swarm. After all, the shapeshifter swarm says they want to die, but when they see that she might actually die, who can say for sure what their attitude will be? Her silence could very well provoke the shapeshifter swarm's hostility.

But if she answered, she would offend Aifanir, the Banshee Royal Court, and Lady Lamaren.

None of the six Sarkaz heroes are weak. Ramalen, as one of them, is far stronger than Aifanil, who is still not fully grown. Moreover, given her love for children, Elchi doesn't think he can survive after revealing Aifanil's information.

So Ernst took the initiative to speak up and change the subject, which really saved her life!

As for the ban on "not using foresight on outsiders," is it important?

Rules are meant to be broken! Since they've already been used by the Shapeshifter swarm, practice makes perfect, so using them again won't hurt.

Besides, Ernst wasn't an outsider. If he hadn't been unwilling, he would have almost become the king of the Cyclops!

"Of course, please go ahead."

El Qidao.

Ernst pursed his lips, carefully considered his words, and slowly began to speak:

“I have a friend who works at Rhine Lab’s Originium Life Science Department in Trimont, Columbia, and he has a certain influence in the field of Originium research. His name is Levi Klitschko.”

"I want you to observe his fate."

"What's wrong with him?" Elchi asked, somewhat curious.

Cyclops' foresight often only foreshadows tragedy, so few people who know this would ask a Cyclops to foresee the fate of their friends.

Although Ernst couldn't see his own fate, theoretically, shouldn't he be more concerned about the people in the Sherrag government?

Why would Ernst be so concerned about a Colombian scientist, and even use "foresight" to observe him?

But Ernst simply shook his head: "Please do me a favor."

Seeing this, Elchi could only shrug and close his eyes. The pale blue light flickered again, and after a moment, Elchi opened his eyes with a somewhat solemn expression.

Ernst took a deep breath and asked solemnly, "What was the result?"

"[Foresight] revealed his death..."

Elki paused, seemingly considering how to describe that manner of death.

"He and the Originium merged into one, becoming a... terrifying, bizarre, yet... perfect being?"

Immediately afterward, under Elchi's questioning gaze, Ernst showed no signs of tension or sadness. Instead, he let out a long sigh of relief, seemingly somewhat... disappointed.

What she didn't know was that Ernst's purpose in asking the question was simply to confirm one thing.

And now, the answer has been revealed.

His voice rang out softly, like a long sigh, carrying an endless loneliness and bitterness that even Elchi found heart-wrenching:

"There's a result."

Chapter 492 Not Forgotten, But Habit

There is a kind of loneliness called being a stranger in a foreign land, and missing one's family even more during festivals.

There are some clues as to why Ernst's prophecy about the Cyclops had no effect on him.

This must be the belated "golden finger" that came after he transmigrated? There were no fancy "sign-in rewards" or any so-called "task system" to urge people forward. All Ernst had, besides the values ​​and social experience he had shaped as a Chinese person in his previous life, was the identity of a "transmigrator" and the unobservable fate that came with it.

To put it simply, Ernst is like a computer operating system that can't run on a mobile phone. Therefore, neither the Cyclops's foresight with big data nor the demon's informational pollution can overcome the insurmountable barrier of dimensions and have any effect on Ernst.

This was indeed a tremendous advantage, meaning Ernst no longer needed to worry about Terra's mystical prophecies, and so-called fatalism could no longer affect him. His actions were not a predetermined arrangement of fate, but rather stemmed from his own heart. He could change the world with his own hands and boldly proclaim the slogan "Man will conquer nature," because Terra, this "sky," truly could not obscure his vision.

But this is also a reminder—there is no one in this world who can fully understand you. You may have many like-minded people, but on this arduous journey of the spirit, you will always walk alone.

Ernst nurtured many people: Vina, Defin, Hinterlea, Holhay, and almost everyone in the Sherag government was influenced by Ernst. Even the great god Yeragand, to put it somewhat ironically, might owe his current drive to Ernst's efforts.

But in Ernst's mind, Levi Klitschko still held an absolutely special place.

After all, who wouldn't be moved if they saw a fellow countryman in a cesspool-like alien world, and that fellow countryman even affectionately called them "comrade"?

In particular, this "fellow villager" acknowledges your achievements and is willing to help you, so you can proudly say to him, "I haven't disgraced us Earthlings."

This is perhaps the ultimate form of romance.

Therefore, Ernst was extremely nervous when he asked the Cyclops a question.

As Elchi said, this problem seems to change nothing and is somewhat meaningless. Observing someone else's fate does not necessarily mean that you can change them, let alone someone thousands of miles away. By the time your letter arrives, what was bound to happen may have already happened. Knowing in advance but being unable to prevent it may only lead to regret.

The Cyclops had seen far too many such regrets.

But Ernst still asked, because he was never looking to save anything; frankly, he didn't believe in fate or anything like that.

After all, wasn't he himself one of those "fate-immune" people Elchi mentioned?

Then, he got the answer he wanted.

"There's a result."

Ernst let out a long sigh, the loneliness and bitterness in his voice tugging at Elchi's heart, and even the group of shapeshifters standing nearby couldn't help but turn their heads.

Typhon even took the initiative to offer words of comfort:

“Ernst, Elchi’s prophecy is just a possibility, there’s no need to take it too seriously. She keeps saying things like ‘Terra is going to perish,’ all Cyclopes are like that, don’t let them influence you.”

Ernst pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

The predictions made by Levy have come to fruition, which means that Levy is different from Ernst. Levy's "program" is compatible with Terra's "system." This fellow countryman is not a true fellow countryman, and the Earth he came to is not the Earth Ernst came to before his time travel.

Loneliness was real, disappointment was real, but Ernst had long been used to it.

Since the day he transmigrated more than twenty years ago, Ernst had been getting used to this feeling. Fortunately, he didn't catch the bus to the orphanage at the starting point, and he wasn't an orphan. Although limited by his age, he had almost no memory of his current parents, but he had brothers and sisters, a family, a caring older sister, a lovely younger sister, childhood sweethearts Latatos and Hugh Rose, and an irresponsible older brother who went abroad to study and then tried to make up for the feelings he owed with money.

This indeed alleviated the immense loneliness he felt after regaining his ability to think, giving Ernst, as an ordinary person, the capacity and motivation to adapt to this new world, to recall the lost knowledge, and to continue striving for an ideal he had not fulfilled in his previous life.

Therefore, Ernst's reaction to Elchi's answer wasn't actually that strong. Rather, it was more that he felt a knot in his heart had been untied.

A sigh, a brief moment of sadness, and that was it.

Because he didn't forget the past, but rather became accustomed to it.

Because he was used to it, his ability to adapt was exceptionally strong.

The weak version of myself from the past is dead!

Ernst now understands very well that Levi's identity does not affect their cooperation, including Vina, Hinterlea, Holhaya, and even those further back, those who had contact with Ernst but did not come to Sherag, Andorn of Laterano, Herman of Siesta, and McKee, the new president of the Rose Newspaper in Casimir. Although they are Terrans, Ernst is not stingy in teaching and cultivating any talented person.

Terra may not have anyone who can walk with him on a spiritual level right now, but Ernst believes that Terra will definitely not lack like-minded people in the future!

What he needs to do now is to secure a future for Terra, for Sherag, and for the people he loves!

"It's nothing, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Typhon."

Ernst gently ruffled Typhon's hair, earning a reproachful look from the purple-haired Sarkaz girl. He couldn't help but smile.

"You must be tired from your long journey. If there's nothing else, I've arranged hotel rooms for you so you can rest for a bit."

“I’d like to go to the messenger station first,” Elki said.

She had to reply to the royal court with Ernst's attitude first, since it concerned the Cyclops's future and was a very urgent matter.

Typhon then asked:

"Are Daifeien and Jian there?"

Ernst was somewhat surprised, but he nodded nonetheless.

The Duke of Windermere, as the convener of the Dukes' Allied Forces' special military operation to advance on Londinium, is currently conducting mobilization work in the Duchy of Windermere. He and his wife are both very busy and do not want Defien to be involved in this war, so they ordered Defien to return to Kjerag after the Games of Nations.

Yes, it's an order.

The Duke of Windermere truly loved his children, even arranging for Defenn to serve as the Duchy of Windermere's ambassador to Kjerag, allowing her to reside permanently there. This was far from rare in Terra's history; to have the sole legitimate heir residing in a foreign country for an extended period, without any concern for the children's education, only demonstrates Windermere's remarkable magnanimity and genuine trust in Ernst.

As for Maze, most of the time, if Ensiodis doesn't have any travel plans, you can find her in the fields, pastures, or at the foot of the hills during the day. The former two are her helpful assistance to the villagers, while the latter is her asking Jeragand to cause an avalanche for her.

She loved extreme sports so much that Ernst once wanted to have a suit made for Mace by Latatos, embroidered with two large red bulls. But the plan was rejected by Cliffheart after she heard about it.

Ernst decided to change the logo next time, making it two camel-like creatures. The name will be "Red Camels"!

Ernst was unaware that Typhon was still in contact with them.

"Of course, we all enjoy hunting."

Typhon shook the giant crossbow behind him, boasting proudly.

"Their archery skills are not as good as mine!"

Ernst nodded noncommittally.

Really? Even if it's Daphne, isn't he supposed to be proficient in all martial arts? The three-time champion's archery skills are inferior to yours, so what kind of champion are you?

It's just a blower.

After informing Typhon and his companion of their approximate location and seeing them off, Ernst looked one last time at the group of shapeshifters.

The shapeshifters also looked at him, their eyes still filled with doubt:

"Will we be talked to death?"

"Not even using spells?"

"Ernst, tell me, what did that man say?"

Ernst paused for a moment, shrugged, and replied with a smile:

He probably asked you, 'Tell me, who are you?'

The confusion on the faces of the shapeshifters deepened.

Three days before the harvest festival, Shelag remained peaceful.