People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Grand Prince Baikal sneered:

"Although Ernst is a fraud, his reputation is indeed very high. If we take action, it will be difficult to explain later."

Is this a difficult question to explain?

Kerck's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Grand Prince Baikal, being a remnant of the previous emperor's era, probably didn't quite understand that things were different now.

Fame is indeed no match for the sound of cannons, but the problem is, Ernst now has more than just cannons behind him.

Seemingly sensing his worry, Grand Prince Baikal smiled: Three

"I recently received news from St. John's Fort that Ernst is coming to Chernobog. This is the territory of our Third Army."

"Isn't His Majesty going to promote some kind of equal rights for the infected?"

"The Chernobog infected riots, Ambassador Ernst's death—doesn't that sound pleasing to the ear?"

Viscount Kerck's lips twitched.

"Your Majesty, that's it. This is the entire plan of the traitor Baikal!"

Inside the Imperial Palace of Saint-Horn Castle in the Ursus Empire, Viscount Kerk's son knelt on one knee and poured out all his words. Finally, he licked his dry lips and added...

"My father, in order to appease the traitor Baikal, could not come to apologize to His Majesty in person, so he specially sent me to expose Baikal's conspiracy! I beg Your Majesty to see the truth!"

Fyodor turned his head and looked at Witt with a somewhat gloomy expression.

Witt immediately understood Fyodor's meaning and quickly said:

“Viscount Kerck has rendered meritorious service in exposing the conspiracy, and His Majesty will reward him accordingly. Young Kerck, you may now leave.”

Little Kerke pursed his lips, looking somewhat bewildered.

that's all?

His Majesty just glossed over it like that? He didn't say how to deal with Grand Prince Baikal? He didn't say what arrangements would be made for us? He didn't even mention whether to cancel or change Ernst's visit?

No, Your Majesty, you don't really intend to rebel, do you?

Little Kerke, full of doubts, was led away from the main hall by his attendant.

Once the palace doors closed, Fyodor finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter:

"Hahahahahaha!"

Speaker Witt smiled obligingly, but still dutifully reminded him:

"His Majesty's Household Department has already investigated this matter. However, Viscount Kerck's repentance can serve as a model."

"Um"

Fyodor's laughter stopped, he gave a long "hmm," and after a long pause, asked with some regret,

"You really won't kill them?"

The Internal Affairs Bureau has uncovered quite a bit. Viscount Kerck, though his title is not high, is certainly not lacking in wealth.

Witt was also somewhat speechless at the question; he could only blink.

"It is entirely up to Your Majesty to decide."

"Alright then, I won't kill you."

Fyodor then sighed and shrugged.

He's been living a really good life lately, and that's no exaggeration.

Although he has been in power for so long and has fought mostly civil wars without achieving much, he certainly cannot be called incompetent.

After the establishment of the Internal Affairs Bureau in advance, and even the formal establishment of the Internal Guard as high-level intelligence personnel, Ursus became much clearer and more transparent to him.

The Third Army, to which Grand Prince Baikal belonged, had long been a key target of his surveillance.

Moreover, to be honest, it's quite difficult to completely conceal the movements of an entire army group from everyone. If this couldn't be detected, Fyodor's first concern wouldn't be the capabilities of Grand Prince Baikal and the Third Army, but rather how many treacherous officials surrounded him, and whether there were problems with his internal security forces that allowed them to deceive him so thoroughly!

"Thanks to the late emperor, Ursus is now in such a prosperous state. I wonder what Father would think if he knew that these rebels are now acting in his name."

Fyodor muttered to himself in amazement, then rallied and nodded to Chaowei:

"Write to Prime Minister Ernst."

"Consider this grand suppression of the rebellion my gift to him."

Chapter 913 Rainbow Squad's Ursus Trip

Wilderness, Rhode Island.

Kal'tsit closed the door to the medical department office, looked at Ernst in the room, and breathed a slight sigh of relief:

"Lord Ernst, what do you think?"

Ernst did not answer directly, but said with a hint of sarcasm:

"Call me Mr. Ernst in front of Amiya, and Master Ernst in private?"

Kal'tsit's face turned visibly red.

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To be fair, this was the first time Ernst had ever seen Kal'tsit's face turn bright red, and it was a rare sight that wasn't due to anger.

She pursed her lips shyly, her lips trembling almost as if they were about to fall.

"But that's outside."

"So, if I give the order, what will you call it?"

"I"

Kal'tsit hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to say something.

Ernst understood immediately.

Well, Kal'tsit couldn't refuse.

If I felt like it, I could make her call me Lord Ernst or even Master Ernst in front of Amiya!

"Please don't do that. Although I can't disobey orders, please don't do it!"

Kal'tsit's ears drooped, and she gritted her teeth, looking somewhat embarrassed.

She was a proud and principled person, and even providing food and lodging wouldn't make her submit. If Ernst really wanted to give that kind of order, she would have no choice but to...

The only thing we can do is to tell her to speak in a language that Amiya doesn't understand, preferably the language of a prehistoric civilization!

Ugh, so bitter!

There was no other way. Precys's modifications didn't significantly alter Kal'tsit's functions. The main work was done on organizing her knowledge, memories, and personality.

Simply put, she can't get through this so easily now, and it's basically impossible for her to crash. Most importantly, she can't defy Ernst anymore.

In Ernst's eyes, Kal'tsit is now somewhat "standing on the sidelines," and this inescapable situation is incredibly appealing.

Moreover, to be fair, Old Cat is actually quite good-looking.

Although Ernst wasn't sexually interested in her.

He's not Indian, so he has no interest in his friend's lizard. Besides, Kal'tsit is a cat.

Ernst didn't want to be met with a strange but understanding look from the Preservator and Precyth when they met again in the future.

He teased Kal'tsit because she seemed a little too nervous.

Kal'tsit seemed to be taking someone to meet her parents, as she appeared somewhat out of sorts the whole way.

Ernst was even hesitating whether he should tease the Doctor when he met him, saying, "Old Deng, I hope my will-o'-the-wisp won't get stolen downstairs?"

Anyway, the doctor has amnesia, so he can't understand the words "跉綺" and "潞玖".

Oh, even if he didn't lose his memory, he might not understand.

Ernst suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.

No one understands your memes anymore. Memes that used to bring a smile to your face have become relics of the past. People will ask you in surprise, "Is this a bug?" or "Is there really a will-o'-the-wisp?" It's really hurtful.

Things are people and nothing is done, and tears shed first.

Ernst silently wrote down the poem, intending to give it to Ling when he returned.

Don't ask, asking is just an implication. He's starting to understand Ling's thought process. Confident people often have this problem; no matter the poem or its content, they can usually relate it to themselves. So, Ernst doesn't need to always choose lines of poetry that are actually closely related to Ling; he can just say a few casually, and she'll fill in the blanks herself.

Having done all this, Ernst put away his pen and then looked at Kal'tsit, who was standing to the side in a daze.

Kal'tsit was clearly a little confused.

Ernst, disguised as Holhaya, first "teased" her, and she did react, but Ernst inexplicably became depressed.

Then he took out a piece of paper and wrote down a line of poetry.

Things have changed, and people are no longer the same; it's quite sad to want to say something but not be able to.

Kal'tsit didn't want to think in that direction, but she couldn't help asking anyway:

"Do I really look that much worse now than before?"

She had a body swap, a fact not many people knew, but there were still some who did.

Some of the long-lived Sarkaz, and Theresis, understood this very well. After all, he had once successfully brought the head of Kal'Hitt to him.

Ernst wrote this poem mostly because he was somewhat nostalgic for Kelsey.

Time washes away many things. Perhaps the expression I just showed triggered a memory from Ernst's long ago?

Kelsey didn't know the specific nature of the "treasure," nor did she know that Ernst's past memories had been erased. She naively believed that Ernst's words, "I held you when you were little," were not a joke, but a genuine expression of his feelings; that he truly knew the original version of himself from the past.

Ernst was slightly taken aback.

She saw a rare hint of emotion in Kal'tsit's eyes.

Unfortunately, it was just a wonderful misunderstanding.

He couldn't remember the old Ama-10, and Kal'tsit couldn't recognize the current "treasure."

Their acquaintance in this era began with the names "Ernst" and "Kelsey".

But Ernst couldn't bear to shatter the lingering memory in Kelsey's eyes, so he chose to remain silent and change the subject, thus preserving the small misunderstanding.

He always responded to other people's requests, whether they were reasonable or unreasonable.

"The Emperor of Ursus is a capable man; he is not as incompetent as he appears. It's just that he doesn't have any good solutions for such a corrupt place."

Ernst then answered the question Kelsey had asked when she entered.

A messenger sent by the Emperor of Ursus brought the Emperor's greetings and briefly explained that a rebellion might occur in Ursus in the near future, but Ernst had nothing to worry about.

He didn't explicitly say who started the rebellion or where it would break out. Ernst really didn't need to know so much about other people's internal affairs. He would find out when the rebellion broke out.

The Ursus Emperor is capable of solving the problem on his own, so there's no need for Ernst, this visitor, to overstep his bounds.

"Solving local problems isn't actually that difficult. Advances in communication, improved transportation, and institutional reforms can all help to some extent. It's just the situation in Terra that's different."

Ernst shrugged.

Kal'tsit also sighed softly.

Natural disasters have disrupted communication and damaged transportation. Rhodes Island is now driving through a desolate, uninhabited area where there is almost no trace of civilization, which is proof of this.

"I will contact the Agorians after things have calmed down in Agor."

Ernst said thoughtfully,

"They possess remote communication methods unaffected by natural disasters and the Originium environment; perhaps we could learn from them."

Should we learn from this?

Just copy it!

Kal'tsit didn't object to this behavior, or rather, there was no point in objecting.

It was only a matter of time before Agor's communication technology spread to the land. No ruler could fail to see the enormous role that such long-distance instant communication could play. The land-based nations said they didn't want Agor to exert too much influence, but if a real challenge came their way, they would definitely rush in faster than anyone else!

Ernst had already prepared these seemingly righteous reasons for them: "technology is innocent," "land and sea exchanges," and "scientific cooperation."

This is an era of change; falling behind even once can lead to falling behind at every step. No one would refuse such a sure-fire opportunity.

However, if possible, Kal'tsit would prefer that the Terrans develop these technologies themselves.