People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

The extraterrestrial demons cannot directly penetrate the isolation layer for the time being. At the edge of the ice field, they also infiltrate through the spacetime tunnels opened by the stargate.

The demon's true form may possess the ability to destroy Terra, but at least the traces of pollution emanating from it are no match for the Bio-Ark.

A 200-pound British strongman can send someone flying with a single punch, but the slight smell of sweat from such a strongman obviously won't kill someone—that's the point.

Under the guidance of [Sami], Yeragand has begun to grasp the basics and has learned quite a bit.

[Sami] certainly didn't put in so much effort to teach them for nothing; He did it with His own selfish motives.

He wanted to see if Jeragand could evolve. From a young Tier 1 behemoth to a Tier 2 behemoth. And whether he could truly master the so-called law of "learning," thus becoming the Terrakor god who could inscribe "Blessings of the Jeragand Temple" on a pen.

If this path proves to be viable, it will be a good thing for [Sami].

In the great war of ancient times, He was severely wounded. Even today, He has not fully recovered. If a reliable behemoth emerges from His descendants, He can help take care of the land of Sami and share some of His burden.

What, you said "time sequence"?

Given His lazy nature, even if [Sami] really forced Him to take care of the ice plains, He would most likely just do something like "stop the entire ice plains in time," and wouldn't be worth relying on at all.

In addition to this, [Sami] is also planning some other things. 14

For example, the Sarkaz that have been gradually increasing in Sherag recently, especially the scavengers among them.

War gave birth to these Sarkaz, and these Sarkaz, in turn, used their endless lives to feed back to war. After millions of years of reproduction, this Sarkaz species known as the Carrion Eaters has become highly associated with war. This association is so close that fish cannot live without water and humans cannot live without air.

Jeragand's good boy, that Filin named Ernst was right: if the Sarkaz want to survive on this land, they must learn not to see war as the only solution to all problems. But he clearly doesn't have a very good solution for the scavengers either.

"Would they choose to live a thousand years of war, living in constant fear but full of energy, or to spend a hundred years in peace and tranquility, gradually weakening away with plenty of food and clothing?"

He raised this question at the time because it was a fact. Carrion eaters, by not engaging in war, will gradually weaken until they die.

We can certainly say, "What's wrong with living a peaceful and tranquil life? It's just a matter of gradually weakening and experiencing birth, aging, sickness, and death. Isn't that how all short-lived people live?" But this is undoubtedly being generous at someone else's expense. After all, if everyone were truly so content and happy, there wouldn't be so many people willing to pay any price to pursue immortality.

As a result, [Sami] had a new idea.

Compared to the Cyclopes and Carrion Eaters currently inhabiting His body, who are not skilled in combat, they seem to be a better fit for the northern demon defense line.

"So, does the great god Yeragand want me to convey this plan to the King of Carrion?"

Gazing at the gleaming Jeragand statue in the main hall of Manjusaka Academy, Theresa frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask,

Do you think this is reasonable?

Protecting the frontiers of human civilization, drawing life force from the endless war against evil, without having to endure the pain of racial decline, seems like a good idea.

But in reality, this is the perspective of the nations of Terra. For the scavengers, isn't this tantamount to working for free?

She couldn't help but glance at the North Wind Witch, Kaleiza, beside her.

She brought herself to Mount Kalan, saying she wanted to meet Jeragand, who was known for his kindness, to seek a new way of life for the scavengers. But who knew that Jeragand would propose such a plan?

How could Kaleiza agree to such a plan?

"Don't worry, Your Highness Theresa."

Kaleiza shook her head slightly, signaling the Demon King to calm down. Meanwhile, Sami, who was temporarily using the Yeragand statue as a vessel to speak, also responded:

“I am not Jeragand. You can call me [Sami].

“Yelagand is busy right now; it is I who am speaking to you.”

As He spoke, the statue seemed to cast a gaze toward the head lady-in-waiting standing silently guarding the entrance to the hall, seemingly lost in thought.

Theresa was oblivious to the gaze directed at her; she was preoccupied with the meaningful name.

【Sami】, that country even deeper into the icy plains than Ursus? The people who live there worship the Father of Ancestral Spirits and the Beast Lord Anma. Could this person who calls himself 【Sami】 be the legendary Father of Ancestral Spirits?

He was also in Shelag?

"I know the rules of you humans,"

Ignoring Theresa's slight surprise, [Sami] continued:

"Everything has a price, and if there's a price, there's a deal to be made. That kid named Ernst says that all the time."

Is Prime Minister Ernst going to give a public education on the behemoth?

A subtle smile appeared on Theresa's face.

Of course, she didn't know that Ernst had never done such a thing; he had learned it himself while the behemoths of the tea party were watching Ernst every day.

With Gawain, the beast lord who infiltrated the group, and Nian and Xi, two veterans who had deeply integrated into human society, explaining things to them, it would be very difficult for them not to learn.

"I have also prepared a deal for you."

[Sami] said slowly, and a frost condensed in mid-air beside the statue, turning into a mirror. The mirror reflected a scene of ice and snow, and in the frozen ice field, there was a spring that had not yet frozen, which was gurgling.

"The Unfrozen Spring, the Fountain of Immortality, the Spirit Spring. Call it whatever you like. As long as one bathes and soaks in it, the carrion-eating species will have an inexhaustible source of vitality."

"In other words, they no longer need to take the lives of others through war."

"This is the price I'm offering."

"Sami" said calmly.

“Young Demon King, please tell the King of the Carrion that if he is willing to allow the Carrion race to defend the Northern Lands against the calamities of the demons for a thousand years, I will give him this spring. The Carrion will then be free from the curse of war.”

“You don’t need to doubt my integrity, nor its effectiveness. The little girl beside you is the best example. If you still have doubts, I can allow five more people to come and experience the spring water.”

Theresa's breathing quickened slightly as she turned to look at Calesa beside her.

Calesa smiled slightly, made no attempt to hide anything, and nodded gently.

“I have been living in seclusion in Shelag for some time, and left once in between, for this reason.”

"You should be able to sense that my strength has not diminished in the slightest."

Theresa nodded, knowing that what she said was true.

“I understand. I will pass this on to Niezley. But I can’t guarantee whether he will agree.”

“It’s alright.” [Sami] didn’t seem to care much about the matter and simply replied calmly.

Jeragand's growth is what He truly cares about, while the scavengers are merely icing on the cake.

As for whether telling the scavengers about this would cause trouble, such as the scavengers thinking, "If I kill you, the Unfrozen Spring will be mine too," Sami wasn't worried at all.

He is not about time sequence; He doesn't follow any particular order.

If things really got serious, Terra, with its current size, might lose a significant portion.

"What are you talking about?"

A voice suddenly broke through the conversation between Sami and Theresa; it was Yeragand, who had finally come to his senses after the blessing.

"Why are you still using my statue to speak?"

Yeragand asked with some confusion.

Sami withdrew her power, and the statue began to glow again. This time, though it was still frost, the chill it brought was much milder.

Sami said slowly, "It's nothing, just some idle chatter. Yeragand, you should focus your energy on your studies."

"I know, I know."

Jeragand was getting a little annoyed by the constant nagging.

It was one thing for Muels to urge us before, but now [Sami] is doing it too.

Studying is tiring, okay? Even monsters get tired of studying!

Theresa and Kalesa turned their heads away in unison, pretending not to hear Yeragand's grumbling.

Some things are best left unsaid.

Yeragand also recovered, adopting a more authoritative tone, and said calmly:

"Now that you've finished chatting, shouldn't you be leaving? There are already quite a few tourists gathered outside."

The main hall was temporarily cleared out for maintenance, but it has been closed for almost half an hour now, which is the limit that she, as the "head maid," can do.

If this goes on any longer, not only will the tourists outside get impatient, but the Holy Maiden will also begin to suspect something.

She's quite happy being the head maid and doesn't want to change positions for the time being.

Theresa nodded, and finally asked:

"How should we inform you of the results?"

[Sami] paused, then replied meaningfully:

"Just come to Sherag, come here, and call my name."

"You'll always come back, won't you?"

Theresa remained silent.

Indeed, if she didn't return here, it means that Theresis's plan succeeded, that the Sarkaz confronted and defeated the Creator Zero, and completely mastered the Originium. At that time, the entire land will be reshuffled, and so will Sherag.

What the world will be like then is still unknown. Whether she will have the chance to return here is also uncertain.

But at least, the scavengers of that time would have "countless wars." Therefore, their answer would certainly be "no."

"I understand."

Theresa bowed deeply.

"grateful."

Chapter 606 Reflections on the Originium

Shelag, Tukarim, Shelag Government Office Building, Ernst's Office.

"So, although you're called an inspector, your current duties are equivalent to those of a local police officer. But don't worry, you're still a civil servant, so you'll definitely get all the benefits you're entitled to."

Ernst counted on his fingers, listing them one by one:

"Rice, flour, cooking oil for holidays, year-end bonuses, social insurance and housing fund, pre-employment medical check-ups and semi-annual company medical check-ups, as well as various team building dinners, annual leave and travel, etc., will all be provided! Once the new city of Kazdelnia is completed, your position will definitely rise."

He looked at Neve and asked in a passionate voice:

"So, are you confident you can do a good job?"

Neve was so young; she had never eaten such a large pancake before. She immediately raised her hand along with Ernst and loudly responded:

"Have!"

"Yes, that's right. Full of energy!"

Ernst chuckled and couldn't resist ruffling Neve's hair.

"This is what a fine young man from Kazdel should look like."

That's like that "self-proclaimed outstanding young man of Kazdel" he met when he was on Rhodes Island. As the head of the entire Rhodes Island engineering department, he couldn't even fix a broken door and tripped over it!

Kal'tsit watched silently as Ernst tricked the child, then turned her face away in embarrassment.

While it's true that making a police officer like the Fiery Demon is a good use of talent, and the person who came up with this idea is indeed a genius, Ernst, isn't little Neve only fourteen or fifteen years old? Didn't your conscience hurt when you were fooling her? Didn't you feel ashamed?

Regarding the things you mentioned, Kal'tsit tends to believe they exist. However, when exactly they will exist is another matter entirely.

After all, everyone knows that since Neve is going to be a local police officer in Kazdelnia, her salary naturally won't be paid by the Kjerag government. If she wants money, she'll have to go to the Kazdelnia government.

As for the government of Kazdelnia, it can't be described as a makeshift organization, but it certainly lacks a framework, has undecided personnel, and currently has no funding.

6. Apart from Nastya, who was explicitly involved as one of the builders, even Ramalen didn't actually ask for any official position. Let alone the lich.

Does that mean that Neph will have to go to Nasty for her wages?

Did Nanasti know that her government hadn't even been established yet, and she was already responsible for all sorts of welfare benefits such as "rice, flour, cooking oil, social insurance, and housing fund"?

It's hard to say whether it's like Kal'tsit.

She suddenly understood Ernst's statement that "civil servants are in a moral vacuum."

6. That's too moral.

And Kal'tsit, faced with this situation, did not interrupt.

Ah, I'm being a bit too moral.

There's nothing she can do. Is it that she doesn't want to? It's just that she can't.

After all, whose boss isn't a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl? Besides, Amiya isn't even as old as Neve yet.

She and Ernst were somewhat evenly matched.

Theresa, who chose Amiya as her successor, was also an example.