People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

I can't say it, and I shouldn't say it.

Ernst was aware of Kal'tsit's wariness of humans. Her repeated attempts to inquire about Levi's identity, and the subtle avoidance and fear she felt towards him, were the best proof of this.

Therefore, he remained silent for a moment, his face subtly displaying the resistance one would show when recalling a memory one doesn't want to remember, before slowly saying:

"I saw something about Enya, Enshiodis, and Enshia."

"I saw information about the Shelag government and the great god Jeragand."

"I also saw something about the World Summit."

Without a doubt, these three fears are Ernst's standard answers copied directly from Hadley.

A man who does not plan for the future will have trouble in the present. To put it bluntly, what Ernst could worry about were his family, his subordinates, and the country. By focusing on these three points, combined with the details described by Hadley, and by being somewhat vague in some places, Ernst was confident he could bluff his way out of the situation even if Kelsey asked.

Kal'tsit didn't even ask.

She simply let out a long sigh of relief.

She wasn't afraid that Ernst would see anything frightening; after all, that was normal, and that was exactly what the Mindbreaker's magic did.

She was afraid Ernst might see something strange. After all, both Originium Arts and Sarkaz sorcery used information from Originium as a medium. Although it was only a very slight possibility in theory, as long as Originium was used as a medium, it wasn't impossible to attract the attention of someone she really wanted to talk to but couldn't bring herself to say it.

No one would notice the tiny ripples in the internalized universe, but if those ripples happened to appear right under her nose, things could get very different.

Especially with Levy, this "outlier," by Ernst's side. Kelsey wasn't sure if he would even be noticed.

Fortunately, Ernst did not see those things.

She didn't think Ernst would deceive her; the Terrans had no reason to hide anything from her on such matters. It wasn't that Ernst wouldn't hide from her the details of the fear he witnessed—such as potential problems revealed in the fear that Ernst had always worried about, which he might not tell her out of secrecy. But she didn't really need to ask about such things.

But in exceptional circumstances, such as encountering a strange woman with no racial characteristics who suddenly greets you, she believes Ernst would not hide it.

This has nothing to do with his interests. If he tells himself the answer, it will satisfy his strong curiosity.

So Ernst didn't say anything, and Kelsey didn't ask. The two exchanged a glance with a certain tacit understanding, seeing a hint of relaxation in each other's eyes, and then smiled at each other.

Everyone calmed down.

Except for Neve.

She panicked.

Ernst told her to use magic, and she did, but stopped after a short while, leaving Ernst stunned. Immediately afterward, Kal'tsit rushed forward, and then a very beautiful older woman floated out of the painting and began checking on Ernst's condition.

In that instant, she felt like the sky was about to fall!

If someone committed such a crime in Kazdel, they would most likely be beheaded in the execution grounds.

Mom, Dad, and Sister, Neve has gotten into trouble! Neve has scared everyone half to death! Neve can't be a beat cop in Kazdel anymore! She can't bring honor to the family now!

Neve is going to report to the Souls now. When you arrive, I'll be your guide. You'd better hurry, or Neve might not recognize you!

Fortunately, Ernst had already woken up by the time Neve finished praying.

Neve breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed she probably wouldn't die. But she had little confidence in whether she could still be a police officer.

She felt terrified, not only because of the guilt she had caused, but also because of the oppressive presence of the older sister who appeared in the painting beside her.

Xi kept her eyes on Neve, both to prevent her from using any more magic and to prevent her from trying to escape.

Even if it's not in its complete form and has been restrained, the suppression of a level-two behemoth is something an immature Heart-Beating Demon cannot resist.

Neve's legs trembled slightly; she wanted to speak, but couldn't utter a word.

Only after Ernst had fully recovered did Xi finally remove her gaze.

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"I'm sorry! I'll never use magic again, I won't be an inspector anymore! Please let me go!"

Ernst was startled by the shout and instinctively looked at Xi standing next to Neve. Xi, also unaccustomed to this situation, quickly shook her head, waved her hands, and wagged her tail, trying to say something from three angles:

"No, I didn't, I just scared her."

Ernst shook his head, both amused and exasperated, stood up, walked over to Neve, knelt down beside her, and gently patted her head.

"Don't cry, little Neve, we don't blame you. I don't blame you, and neither do these two older sisters."

Xi nodded, quite frankly. Kal'tsit didn't say anything, but she seemed pleased.

They are all big, but not big at all.

"You did a great job. This position is rightfully yours. You scared even me today. Won't you be able to easily control those criminals in the future?"

"really?"

Neve snapped out of her daze, and Ernst nodded. Kal'tsit chimed in from the side:

"Mr. Ernst is right."

She paused, then made a suggestion.

“Mr. Ernst, why don’t you hand her over to me first? There’s also a Mindbreaker on Rhodes Island.”

"That one might be Neve's older sister."

The best way to soothe children is not to say nice things all the time, but to find a way to distract them. Kal'tsit, who has raised countless children and is old enough to be the mother of all living beings, knows this well.

As expected, Neve raised her head as soon as Kal'tsit finished speaking.

"Sister?" Neph looked at Kal'tsit, the tears in her eyes not diminishing her curious gaze.

Kal'tsit nodded: "Yes."

"Kazdelnia won't be completed for some time, Neve, would you like to see your sister?"

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Ernst didn't say anything. Although Kelsey was suspected of poaching him, he couldn't stop his family from reuniting.

Moreover, Neve is indeed too young. As we just saw, even if no one really blames her, at her age and with her kind nature, it would be difficult for her to handle the job of an examiner who might have to deal with all sorts of people, including some villains.

Sending her to Rhodes Island for some experience might actually be a good thing.

"In that case, let's go."

He nodded in agreement, while also making sure to add a patch.

"I'll ask Nastya to keep this position for you. Remember to come back, little Neve."

When Kazdelnia was first established, the recruitment of civil servants probably didn't require such high standards, and the process wasn't very formal. Ernst could directly make recommendations, and Nastie could be directly recruited, just like Ernst recruited Vina and others.

But there won't be such opportunities in the future; there will be proper exams that emphasize standardization.

At that time, what might stop Neve from getting in might not be experience or ability, but rather "age".

Neve wiped away the tears from her eyes, stood up, and nodded seriously:

"I will definitely come back!"

Ernst encouraged them:

"Never forget why we learn!"

Neve answered instantly, without any instruction:

"For the rise of Kazdelnia!"

Ernst smiled with satisfaction, patted her on the shoulder, and said:

"Go."

Goodbye, Mr. Ernst!

Neve bowed slightly, her face full of fighting spirit.

Watching her and Kal'tsit's departing figures, Ernst stood there, not moving for a long time.

Perhaps his reflection in the Originium evoked a sense of nostalgia, or perhaps Neve's answer prompted him to make connections, and he fell into a brief reverie.

Xi walked forward with some curiosity, and after confirming that Ernst was alright, she asked:

"What are you thinking?"

"Let's think about the past," Ernst said wistfully.

Things from the past?

Xi didn't quite understand Ernst's meaning, but she didn't ask any further questions. She simply followed Ernst's gaze and looked towards the door.

Neve and Kal'tsit had already disappeared.

"What are you looking at again?"

"I see hope in my eyes."

Ernst said earnestly,

"Kazdel's future hope."

Chapter 608: It's over, time for BBQ!

Shelag, Tukarim.

Today is the final day of the official agenda for the World Summit.

Over the past week, the countries of Terra have fully exchanged their views, reached a general consensus on many issues involving international cooperation, reached the same opinion on many key issues of concern to the international community, and focused on promoting the establishment of many far-reaching international organizations in Terra.

In the past, if Ernst saw this type of official document, he would automatically translate it.

They exchanged opinions, but everyone had their own grievances. On issues involving international cooperation, they reached a consensus that cooperation was absolutely necessary. They agreed on key issues that didn't yet require immediate attention. They pushed for the establishment of international organizations, and are currently working on it, but when this Sisyphus boulder will finally be pushed to the top is unknown.

But this time, Ernst did not translate.

Because these things, incredibly, are all literally what they seem.

It is true that they exchanged opinions. Although they disliked each other and deliberately avoided each other for a few days, the arguments almost gave Ivangelist XI, who was acting as the presiding king, a late-stage brain cancer. However, their opinions were still exchanged through language, rather than being used as cannon fodder.

Regarding international cooperation, Lateran's initiative has been recognized, and the International Bank is already under intensive preparation. Lateran, as a "permanently neutral country," will provide financial credit guarantees. The five permanent members of the Security Council will occupy five seats on the first twelve-member committee of the bank's management. The remaining seats will be filled through selection and recruitment in various countries, striving for fairness and effectiveness.

Going forward, the Universal Bank will operate as an international organization headquartered in Lateran, supporting the development of mobile cities, bulk trade, investment, and business attraction in the Terran countries. Its supporting Universal Trade Organization is also under review and will be submitted to the Security Council, which handles daily affairs, for review after the General Assembly. Presumably, there will be no problem.

The most critical issue for the international community, needless to say, is the Saakaz problem.

Its achievements speak for themselves.

In her speech this morning, Nasti summarized the efforts of the World Summit to date, and the future of Sarkaz, in one sentence:

"We have already seen the arrival of an era of hope."

Yes, an era of hope. What a beautiful name. Now, the only remaining obstacle on this path is the Sarkaz extremists in Victoria.

And the Duke of Caesar finally got what he wanted.

On the last day, Wei Yanwu, the governor of the Yan Kingdom's Longmen Special Autonomous City, returned the keys to the Duke of Caesar in public during his speech.

The key to unlocking the eternal resting place of the kings, preserved in the bloodline of the red dragon Atrias.

Ernst didn't know what kind of deal he had made with the Duke of Caster that led him to make the decision to return the goods in public, but there was no doubt that the Duke of Caster had achieved his goal—to swagger around as a representative of Victoria!

Holding the key to the final resting place of the kings, if she can obtain the Breath of the Kings, her prestige among the nobles will greatly increase.

The Duke of Windermere might be hailed as the "Liberator of Lentinium" and supported by the citizens of Lentinium, as well as the people of Victoria and the lower-class nobles, but the upper-class Victorian Plain Lion nobles never cared much about the gains or losses of Lentinium from the very beginning.

They already favored the Duke of Castle, whose foundation lay in the old aristocracy. The Duke of Castle, having received the "Born of the Kings," would greatly enhance his influence and appeal. And while this group might be small in number, perhaps less than 20%, they controlled 80% of Victoria's wealth and military power.

Victoria's situation is so complicated and messy that the outcome is still undecided.

Duke Windermere's messenger also arrived in Shelag on the last day, bringing the latest news from the Londinium battlefield.

The Sarkaz airship's appearance has once again brought the battle to a stalemate. This airship, with undead as its core, is far more difficult to destroy than purely mechanical airships; conventional drone-based suicide attacks are completely ineffective against it. She is currently developing anti-aircraft weapons at a rapid pace.

The battle appears to have reached a stalemate again, and no one can say for sure how long this stalemate will last.

The battlefield is ever-changing; perhaps tomorrow, the opportunity to break the deadlock will arrive.

It might take a week.

After all, Theresa had already said goodbye to him and left Sherag.

In the end, she didn't see Kal'tsit, Amiya, or even Lamaren.

"If I meet with Ramalen and the others, I will be dragging them into Lentinium's affairs."

"The Banshee Valley has not yet recovered, and Ramalen has already settled into a stable life. Theresis's plans should not affect any more Sarkaz."

She knows Lamarle too well.