People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Ernst immediately led his men to greet them, saying:

"Kal'tsit, how are you feeling?"

Kal'tsit's ears twitched, and she turned around as she said, "My health is excellent, and I've never had any problems. It's Mr. Ernst who should control his diet and exercise more to ensure his health—look, look, look!"

Kal'tsit's gaze passed through Ernst and noticed two "girls" behind him, one in red and one in blue, who were clearly not from common races in Sherag.

Soon, Kal'tsit's voice faltered, her gaze clearing as she stared blankly at Nian and Xi, her lips trembling as she couldn't utter a word.

Seeing Kal'tsit's reaction, Ernst paused, glancing at Nian;

"You recognize them?"

Nian shrugged: "I don't remember."

Xi shook her head. She didn't even need to answer that question. How could she, a shut-in, possibly know someone she hadn't known for years?

But Kal'tsit laughed.

Hehe, you don't recognize me, but I recognize you!

Monsters! Ahem, agents of the Year Beast! What are you doing here?!

When did Rhodes Island open a branch in Da Yan?

Also, what are those staffs you're holding? I have no idea which of the Year Beast agents would use a staff with this design.

Clinging to a last shred of hope, Kelsey looked at Ernst, trying to find an answer.

Ernst scratched his head and began his explanation verbatim:

"This is Nian, and this is Xi. They come from the Yan Kingdom."

At this point, Ernst lowered his voice, leaned close to Kal'tsit's ear, and whispered:

"There's no traitor. Don't spread this around, Kal'tsit. Both of them are [Beasts]. They are fragments of the ancient beast [Sui] that the Yan Kingdom and Kel'gh collaborated to send to Kel'gh."

Kelsey: “?”

When I type this question mark, it's not that I have a problem, but that I think you have a problem.

Kal'tsit initially thought Ernst's act of collecting the ten Sarkaz courts was already incomprehensible. After all, what benefit would a Philin Snow Leopard like Ernst gain from collecting Sarkaz?

But Ernst persisted in doing this for a long time, and gradually Kelsey got used to it.

After all, Theresa was a shining example before her. As a Sarkaz, she built the Tower of Babel, and what she wanted to solve was not just the survival problem of the Sarkaz race, but a grander wish—to let this land sleep peacefully!

There are also those who transcend their own ethnic group, setting their sights on a broader civilization, and fighting for its survival. While Ernst's actions are not as idealistic as Theresa's, and are certainly infuriating (gritting teeth), he can usually provide reasons for his actions.

Whether it's for the development of Sherag, for the prestige of the World Summit, for solving the widespread social problems brought to Terra by the massive displaced Sarkaz, or for reducing the destabilizing factors that might threaten the overall peace and development of this land, his collection seems reasonable and at least able to convince Kal'tsit.

Therefore, Kal'tsit gradually stopped worrying about it or trying to stop it.

But now, Kal'tsit still wants to say, you've gone too far!

Is the Sarkaz Royal Court no longer enough for you? Is the next challenge the behemoths?

Are human desires truly limitless? After the Sarkaz came the behemoths, and after the behemoths? What are you going to collect next?

Kal'tsit suspected that sooner or later he would have to collect information from the previous civilization!

That's a topic that Terran absolutely cannot touch right now!

Kal'tsit took a deep breath, but still felt breathless, so she took another deep breath.

"The cooperation between Yan... Yan Kingdom and Shelag?"

Kal'tsit stammered,

"Fragments of age...are there only the two of them?"

Her eyes held a hint of pleading, but this time, Ernst nodded, confirming her question.

Kelsey breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, there were only two.

Although the two fragments of the Year Beast are powerful, they are not terrifying. Moreover, Nian and Xi are ranked last among the Year Beast agents. Although the strength of the Year Beast agents is not defined by their ranking, generally speaking, the Year Beast agents who realize "who they are" first and give an answer are stronger than those who were born earlier.

Fortunately, there were only two, and thankfully, neither of them was the new moon or the full moon.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Yan State has always liked to use the issue of "age" to deflect blame, and the current True Dragon of Yan State is no exception. The upper echelons of Yan State generally describe this True Dragon as "narrow-minded." How could he have the courage and magnanimity to abandon this perfect, politically correct garbage can for deflecting blame and solve those long-standing problems?

These two were probably allowed to leave for some special reason.

Although Kal'tsit didn't know the reason for this unusual situation, it was definitely unusual! Extremely unusual! So unusual that she probably couldn't have imagined it!

Please, it has to be special!

While Kal'tsit was still mentally preparing herself, Ernst spoke up again.

Considering that his answer to Kal'tsit's previous question about Cyclops was unclear, causing Kal'tsit to gasp, Ernst, after careful consideration and out of concern for Kal'tsit's health, proactively added this time:

"Actually, strictly speaking, there are only two now."

"The others will come later."

"(Cloze test) —!"

Kal'tsit froze, as if standing at attention, and fell towards Ernst!

Ernst instinctively took a step back, but then immediately reacted, reaching out to catch Kal'tsit. In a flash, Ernst's gaze met Kal'tsit's last look before she closed her eyes.

He remembered Kelsey's resentful look; Ernst had seen it the last time she made that sound.

Honestly, it's kind of creepy when a kitten gives you that kind of look!

But Ernst is really innocent. What do you mean? If I didn't say it then, you were unhappy. Now that I've added it, you're still unhappy. Didn't I say it for nothing?

Old cats are so hard to please!

Ernst grinned, mimicking Ascalon's actions, and somewhat clumsily pinched Kal'tsit's philtrum, then shouted:

"Help! Doctor Kal'tsit has fainted!"

Nian and Xi exchanged a glance, and seeing this, they also began to call out:

"Someone come quick! Your Rhodes Island's Dr. Kal'tsit has fainted!"

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When Amiya arrived at the base vehicle, her face was filled with deep sorrow and disbelief.

Upon seeing Kal'tsit lying on the bed, Amiya rushed over, suppressing her grief, and pulled the blanket covering Kal'tsit up a little higher to cover her head.

Ernst stared blankly at the scene, then stepped forward and pulled the blanket off again.

Amiya looked up, tears welling in her eyes, and asked in confusion:

"Mr. Ernst, why? Why would Dr. Kelsey...?"

Ernst paused for a moment, then asked in return:

"Let me confirm first, what news did you hear?"

Amiya paused for a moment, then bit her lip and replied:

"Dr. Kal'tsit has died suddenly."

"..." Ernst covered his face. "Who told you this news?"

Amiya turned around and pointed to the Blood Demon Lady following behind her:

"It's Dr. Warfarin."

Ernst's eyelids twitched.

It seems a bit illogical that someone would dare to spread rumors about Kal'tsit's death on Rhodes Island, but when you consider that the person spreading the news was Warfarin, the whole thing seems to make sense.

After meeting Warfarin at the medical department, Ernst also privately inquired about the Blood Demon's life from Kal'tsit.

Kal'tsit was naturally very wary, after all, there were no Blood Demons in the Sarkaz neighborhood committee of Sherag for the time being, and Warfarin just happened to be a Blood Demon who was "crazy, but in the wrong place," which, to some extent, suited Ernst's taste for the bizarre.

Therefore, she focused on describing Warfarin's shortcomings, especially one that was very difficult for someone in a position of power to tolerate—her tendency to act on her own.

Acting without authorization and disobeying orders—to put it nicely, if you get things done and your boss is magnanimous enough, you can say you've fully utilized your initiative. But if your boss isn't so magnanimous, then your behavior is something to talk about.

Without instructions from above, you just mess around and think you're doing something good. If things go well, it's all your doing, and you won't get any credit from above. But if things go wrong and cause any bad consequences, won't the entire unit have to bear the responsibility?

Warfarin is the kind of operator who doesn't follow orders very well. Sometimes, even if Kal'tsit has explicitly forbidden her from doing something, she will still try it secretly. Kal'tsit has caught her having a secret meeting behind her back, encouraging other medical department operators to do some unauthorized experiments with her, and even "usurping power" more than once or twice.

"Warfarin's dormitory is located on the bridge of Rhodes Island. I often hang her up there. There, she can experience the ancient lifestyle of the Blood Demon branch to which she belongs—sleeping upside down."

It must be said that Kal'tsit's advice was very effective this time; she successfully dissuaded Ernst from trying to win over Warfarin (although Ernst hadn't intended to in the first place).

Given this history of grudges, it's not surprising that the multifaceted Warfarin dares to openly spread rumors about Kal'tsit.

At the very least, she's spreading rumors, not telling the truth... I mean, leaking Rhodes Island's secrets.

Ernst pulled Amiya aside, pondered for a moment, then leaned down and whispered a suggestion in her ear:

"Amiya, Kal'tsit isn't dead, she's just unconscious. Ascalon came to check on her and said she'll wake up soon."

"If you don't want to get a scolding from Kal'tsit after she wakes up, then you should tell Kal'tsit about Dr. Warfarin spreading rumors."

"As for Dr. Warfarin, I wish her well."

Amiya nodded somewhat blankly, unsure whether to be happy or sad.

Well, it's probably a mix of joy and sorrow. After all, regardless of whether Dr. Kal'tsit is alive or dead, Rhodes Island is likely to lose a veteran operator from the medical department today.

Ernst straightened up again and glanced at Kelsey lying on the bed one last time.

Her breathing was even, and her chest rose and fell slightly. It must be said that Fei Lin, whose only redeeming quality was her looks, was indeed quite beautiful when she was asleep. Her quiet and fragile face made one want to cherish her.

Ernst decided not to bother her for now. After all, the advisor wasn't the key to this matter, and since she didn't have time to answer, it wouldn't hurt to skip it.

Just ask Nasti directly.

After bidding farewell to Amiya and leaving the prepared apology gift on Rhodes Island, Ernst set off for Nasti's construction site.

Nasti, of course, had no objection to this.

The energy problem in Kazdelnia urgently needs to be solved, which is also a major problem troubling her. For her, as long as the city can take off, as long as her lifelong dream can be fulfilled, and as long as all the efforts she has made to leave the Banshee Valley, travel through Colombia, and finally stay in Sherag are not in vain, she can accept any request.

It's just a matter of binding the behemoth to Kazdelnia, what's wrong with that?

Only those who are sufficiently safe and have a happy and fulfilling life would have the luxury to complain about how disturbing the square dancing of the elderly in their neighborhood is, how annoying the crying of the neighbor's children in the middle of the night is, or how unacceptable it is to live under the same roof as their parents.

For Sarkaz people like her, born in war and displaced, all they need is a home, a home that belongs to the Sarkaz.

As long as Ernst, Nian, and Xi can assure her that their existence as giant beasts will not usurp her place, they don't mind coexisting.

After all, the Sarkaz kingdom is not only inhabited by Sarkaz people. In the future, when the Sarkaz kingdom becomes normalized, there will be Sherag people, Victoria people, Letanian people, Ursus people, and even Sarkaz people in Kazdelnia.

Resolving hatred is not an easy task, but if the Sarkaz want to develop, someone has to put aside the hatred that has been raging since ancient times and turn their attention to the people suffering from the ravages of war.

Nasti believed that not every Sarkaz forced into mercenary service by endless wars initially intended to be one. And if even one Sarkaz desired a different, more stable life, her Kazdelnia would open its doors to them.

And when those Sarkaz put down their knives, what difference does it make whether there is one more or one less Beast fragment in the city?

Moreover, this isn't just her idea as a Sarkaz individual. She also has her supporters.

The Valley of the Banshees, the location of the royal court, and the residence of Lamaren.

As one of the few rulers of the royal court who voluntarily relinquished control of the court, the Great Demoness Lamaren is a typical example of relinquishing the position but not the power.

It wasn't that she didn't want to give in, it's just that her child, the new Banshee Queen Aifaniel, simply didn't give her the opportunity.

When Ramalen first tried to hand over the power of the Banshee Royal Court to Aifanir, Aifanir refused, saying that he would stay on Rhodes Island to represent the Banshee Royal Court and to protect Princess Theresa on Ramalen's behalf.

Ramallen and Theresa are best friends. Although there is a slight age gap between them, it does not affect their friendship.

Ramalyn had repeatedly warned Theresa to be wary of Theresis, and even more so of the overwhelming public opinion behind Theresis. It's hard to say that Theresa didn't listen, but the path she chose was destined to go against the wishes of the Sarkaz populace.

“Not every Sarkaz wants to be in the thick of war before becoming a mercenary. I want to create a second option for the Sarkaz, for our next generation.”

These were the words Theresa said to her back then.

Ramalyn couldn't refute her at the time. Theresa always had a keen sense of what others were thinking, even without the black crown. But she was happy to trust others, to interpret their thoughts with the utmost kindness, and in doing so, she was also most able to touch the softest parts of their hearts.

That's how Lamaren is; she simply can't resist Theresa's slogan, "For the next generation."

Because she truly is a mother.

Unfortunately, Theresa failed. Even though the royal court didn't actually intervene in the civil war, Theresa ultimately succumbed to her own ideals and her own trust.