People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Meanwhile, in Sherag, at the Rhodes Island small base vehicle office.

It was getting dark, and the day's meetings were basically over. After much deliberation, Ernst decided to visit Rhodes Island.

He was a rather incompetent leader. When his employees or subordinates were sick, including someone who had to have brain surgery, he never came to visit them even once. In his previous life, this behavior would have been considered "heartless."

Although Ernst believed he had his reasons, whether it was the sudden appearance of the Agorians while dealing with Iberian affairs, or the unexpected appearance of the Primal Horn and Little Sheep Otto while dealing with Letania affairs, too many unexpected things happened one after another, and each one was quite significant, leaving him no choice but to abandon his post and run away, which slowed down his journey.

But now, he's finally finished with his work and is back. Regardless of what Horhaiya looks like now, he still has to go and visit her.

Ernst didn't recognize the Rhodes Island operators on duty at the gate. The few he recognized were mostly elite Rhodes Island operators. At this moment, most of them were still in Londinium. Those left behind in Kjerag, this "safe zone," were all rookies, judging from their appearance and age.

But they clearly recognized Ernst, and as soon as the car door opened and Hinterlea got out of the driver's seat, the group came to greet her.

Has Prime Minister Ernst arrived?

"How do you know?"

Hinterlea was slightly taken aback, nodded, and then suddenly came to her senses. She went to open the door for Ernst, but Ernst had already gotten out of the car by himself.

When Hinterlea came, she said she had learned some "Victorian aristocratic style" and wanted to show him, but now it seems she hasn't learned it very well.

Fortunately, Ernst didn't appreciate those elaborate etiquette rules anyway. Social etiquette is essential in public; no one likes someone who is unreasonable and impolite. But times have changed. Ernst couldn't live up to the feudal lord's "etiquette" of stepping over servants' backs to cross puddles when getting out of a carriage.

He got out of the car, glanced at the few young officers, and smiled:

"What do you call it?"

"We are the A1 squad of the Operations Reserve Group. I am the captain, and you can call me Fen!"

Ernst nodded:

"Well then, Miss Fen, since Miss Warfarin has already told you that I'm coming, please lead the way."

"that"

Fen shook her head.

"It wasn't Dr. Warfarin who said that."

Ernst raised an eyebrow slightly, as if he had anticipated something. Then Finn continued:

“It was Ms. Holhaya who said that. She also said not to let you see her now.”

"why?"

"Ernst asked. Finn didn't answer, but instead ran her fingers through her hair."

Ernst understood perfectly: "I don't mind."

"But Ms. Holhayer said she was very bothered by it."

Ernst smiled helplessly.

What kind of situation is this? I made a special trip to visit her, only to be turned away at the door.

But he really didn't intend to go against Horhaya's wishes. Since she cared about this matter, they could simply meet again next time.

With the age limit of 42 gone, Horhae's new life has just begun. Ernst rarely said this, but they still have plenty of time.

"Oh, by the way, Ms. Holhaia also said that if you are going to Lentinium next, she would give this to you!"

Finn seemed to remember something, took an envelope from his pocket, and handed it to Enster.

There was also a lip print on the envelope. Clearly, even though she was very concerned about her current appearance, Holhaya still hadn't given up on her job, cough cough, hobby!

She is still persistently desensitizing Ernst!

However, Ernst, upon receiving the envelope, felt a somewhat uneasy feeling.

He was genuinely touched that Horhaya was still helping him with this matter even when she was sick, but this move felt a bit like the three secret plans Zhuge Liang gave to Liu Bei.

Did Horhaiya also have a brilliant plan to bring peace to the world?

After a moment's thought, Ernst opened the envelope and took out the letter in front of Hinterlea and the Rhodes Island operators.

Holhaya's notes carried a hint of unruliness, which clashed with her usual shrewd and calculating demeanor. Perhaps this was her true, repressed nature.

The letter was short; the so-called "scheme" was more like an idea, consisting of only a few sentences, but it certainly had a style characteristic of Horhaiya's speech:

“Boss, what Victoria needs is a hero.”

"All things considered, Vina is the best choice for this hero. She is capable, prestigious, and has a lot of connections. She is fully capable of taking on this responsibility, don't you think?"

"Haha~ Okay, okay, I know. If you can't bear to part with her, why not think about Talulah?"

Chapter 815 Ernst's Private Lessons

Tallulah?

Ernst certainly knew what Holheimia meant.

What Victoria needs now is indeed a hero, or more precisely, a strong enough leader.

Turbulent times breed heroes. Whether the Victorians themselves acknowledge it or not, their nation has been divided for a long time. And due to the unique nature of the mobile cities on Terra, communication between two cities can often be even more troublesome than in Ernst's previous life in ancient times.

To give a very simple example, consider the business of "blood vessels".

There were trade barriers between the Duchy of Caesar and the Duchy of Windermere in Victoria, and the two places levied tariffs on each other. This was not a matter for just one or two cities, but for the whole of Victoria.

There were even minor counts below the Grand Dukedom, and Ernst had heard his older brother Enciodis recount more than once how he earned his "first pot of gold." No matter how shrewd he appeared in his story, one thing he didn't lie about was that he did all that simply to get Viscount Walton to grant the Kalan Trade a business license.

This is enough to show that the regional independence among the various cities in Victoria has become very serious.

Within ten years, the situation won't be very obvious. But after thirty years, divisions will inevitably arise between different regions. If after fifty years, the various city-states of Victoria will certainly lack a sense of belonging, and after a hundred years, there may be no Victoria at all.

For short-lived species, a hundred years is enough for three generations.

Ernst recalled the North-South Examination Case, one of the three major cases of the Hongwu reign in his previous life. The unfairness between candidates from the North and South reflected the isolation and division between the North and South since the Wei, Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties.

Victoria did not possess the same concept of unification that the Chinese had established since the Qin Dynasty. The fact that Victoria is still Victoria today, though seemingly inexplicable, is almost entirely due to the efforts of those Grand Dukes.

The one who contributed the most was probably the Duke of Caesar himself.

She wove a vast web of relationships that ensnared the Duke of Wellington, the Duke of Windermere, but also her, and those under her command.

According to her plan, she will eventually become the "hero," defeat the Sarkaz, ascend the throne, and end the more than ten years of chaos in Victoria!

Ernst had practically tacitly accepted it, and he knew that Vina had also essentially tacitly accepted it.

She truly had no interest in the throne, even though she was the most legitimate heir, and even though she now had the ability to build connections, form her own faction, and compete for the position, she was genuinely indifferent.

It wasn't because Ernst "delayed" her; it was her own choice, and had nothing to do with anyone else.

But Horhyah suddenly brought up Talulah.

Back in his office, Ernst handed the letter to Vina for a quick look.

The two people in the room were silent for a while, and Vina spoke first:

"Ernst, I don't think we need to."

"You've done your best with Victoria's affairs, why get involved in the mess of the throne? It's a complicated matter that no one can easily resolve!"

Ernst nodded.

He understood Vina's meaning, of course. His involvement in the succession to the throne was utterly pointless and unnecessary.

He had nothing to do with Victoria's throne. If Victoria hadn't been so badly defeated and if Precys hadn't been so covetous, he probably wouldn't have been so deeply involved in the Londinium affair.

He was worried about something else.

"Vina, who do you think will ultimately join Lontinim?"

"Windermere? Kast? Or Abrahina?"

Will there be a winner in this war?

There are no winners in war.

Ernst had heard similar arguments many times in his previous life, but those were from the perspective of ordinary people.

The people suffer when the dynasty prospers, and they suffer when the dynasty falls. But if the people have the opportunity to ascend the throne, no one cares about the suffering of others. That's why there are sayings like "If you don't take what Heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences" and "One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand."

Wars inevitably have a winner and a loser!

Ernst didn't consider what would happen if Victoria were defeated. If Victoria were defeated, it would mean the collapse of the World Summit's authority—if a small Sarkaz extremist group could inflict such a huge blow on one of the five permanent members of the World Summit, who would still obey its decisions?

Therefore, he only considered the possibility of Victoria's victory.

Victory can be divided into minor and major victories. Major victories go without saying. The allied forces built trust with each other during the war. The division in Victoria was reversed by the appearance of the enemy, the Kazdel Military Council. Everyone was united against the common enemy. At the moment of final victory, Kessler and Windermere held hands, Gastrill and Glory sailed side by side, the Red Dragon returned, Aslan kept his promise, and Victoria gained the peace it had longed for.

It sounds like a fairy tale, all that's missing is a hero to step forward and shout, "Victoria Alliance! Assemble!"

This situation is unlikely to happen, because if it were possible, it would have happened long ago, and Ernst wouldn't be here to think about it.

Therefore, this war, at this point, has only resulted in a minor victory.

Even a small victory is quite significant. The spoils of war are limited, and since the fighting was all taking place on Victorian soil in Londinium, forget about any economic gains. All that's left is "reputation," enough for just one person.

The title of "World Healer" can only be held by one person. That person must become a hero, end the turmoil in Victoria, heal divisions, and revitalize the nation!

To be fair, all three names Ernst mentioned have the opportunity, and probably the ability, to resolve this situation.

Windermere has martial prowess, Caesar has connections and skill, and Abrahina has martial prowess, but not as strong as Windermere, and connections and skill, but not as extensive and profound as the Duke of Caesar, but she has something that neither of them has.

She made a claim.

The Duke of Caesar did not claim that, although she had Aslan blood, she was ultimately "Feline" and not "Aslan".

Whether there is a difference between the two is not up to Ernst to decide, nor is it up to the Blood Lord's evaluation, nor even modern biology in the context of Victoria.

Because Luca Sargus said there was a difference between the two! This idea has been passed down for thousands of years, and the Victorians truly believed it!

Therefore, the one who advances to Londinium, is king!

But if Ernst's guess is correct, none of these three will ultimately enter Lentinium.

Nobody wants to be the "target of public criticism".

Windermere may want to save the country, but she won't harm herself. She doesn't care about the crown. She commands the army, which is enough to intimidate others. Holding onto this card is the right thing to do.

Kaster may want to wear the crown, but she will inevitably be wary of Windermere and Abrahana. Moreover, she has no appetite for the city of Londinium. After taking the city, her first step will probably be to request the All-Union Summit to take over the city! Then she will take the credit and the Breath of the Kings back to her own territory, her own base, and then establish a new capital!

And Abrahana.

Her ambition was obvious. She wanted to be the queen of Tara, not Victoria's.

The fruits of victory are right before their eyes, but no one will pick them; they will wait for the fruits and the city to wither away.

This is something Vina cannot accept.

"Ernst, are you saying they might just let Londinium be destroyed?"

“My words are not absolute.”

Ernst shook his head.

These are all speculations, but given the moral bottom line of Victorians, Ernst felt that it wasn't surprising that they did such a thing.

If things continue this way, the only variable might be Windermere, because she is the only Grand Duke who could directly march into Londinium, regardless of these political issues. Moreover, with Daphne not by her side and herself still in Sherag, the battlefield situation is constantly changing, and she probably won't have time to consult her on every decision.

But this is not a good ending.

Even if Duke Windermere were to storm into Lentinium, she would eventually realize what was happening. At that point, she would still have to withdraw, since her base of operations wasn't Lentinium, but rather Liincarden.

"So, what do you mean"

Vina swallowed hard, a ridiculous idea popping into her mind.

But as Ernst's most unique student (as she called herself), she felt that this answer might best reflect Ernst's thoughts and Victoria's situation:

"A person who is neither a Castiglione nor a Windermere, who has no connection with the Grand Dukes, and who is not involved with the Deeppool, has become this hero?"

Ernst nodded.

"But there is another way."

"That means we don't care about anything. Even if Lontinim explodes, it has nothing to do with us."

He had read Terran history; the Ursus Emperor had once ordered his army to sink a mobile city directly into a lake. The Witch King had also drained the life force of an entire town overnight to use as material for his spells. Life was merely consumables in the eyes of the Terrans; whether Londinium was destroyed or not had nothing to do with Kerrigan, at most providing them with some fodder for gossip.

The only one who might care about this is Vina.

Sure enough, Vina rejected this "method" almost immediately:

"Ernst, that won't do!"

"why?"