From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

Suddenly faced with such an existence, Yinhui lost his usual ease in the business world. He could only carefully consider every word, fearing that there would be any omissions.

"Does Kjerag want to join the Terran Unified Council?"

Si Ye's blunt words left Silver Grey unsure how to respond. "Do you want to?" Of course. A brand new core area of ​​Terra Continent essentially represented new benefits and new opportunities. Who wouldn't want to?

But opportunities and benefits often come with equal risks, and even when SilverAsh was in high spirits, he had to work hard to calm himself down.

Kjerag has been isolated for too long. The outside world is changing with each passing day, but Kjerag has not made any progress and is too weak. A pie may fall from the sky, but Kjerag, who is too weak, may not be able to catch it. Instead, he may be crushed to death by the "pie".

"Um... I don't understand what you mean. Kjerag has been isolated for a long time, and many things..."

Si Ye stopped Yin Hui's evasive words and continued to ask:

"Putting aside all that nonsense, I prefer a more efficient conversation. Mr. SilverAsh, tell me, does Kjerag want to join the Terran Unified Council?"

"…think!"

After a moment's silence, Silver Gray nodded heavily. The joint trade route across Ursus alone was enough to tempt him, not to mention parliamentary agreements such as the mutual defense clause.

"Very good. Let me remind you here that there are no strict requirements for a country's strength to join the Terran Unified Council, but there is one requirement: the government in power must have absolute control over the country, and Kjerag..."

Si Ye deliberately dragged out his tone, and the silver-gray expression across the conference table changed again and again.

Although Kjerag is small, its political structure is extremely abstract. It cannot be said to be politically stable and harmonious, but it can only be said to be complicated and intricate.

The main body of the council is composed of the three major families of Shivaash, Bruntao and Perlochi. Under the three-family council, there are various affiliated small families, which are arranged under the shadow of the three major families. There is also the independent and extraordinary religious representative Manzhuyuan.

Such a complex political environment naturally led to constant open and covert struggles among various parties in Kjerag for interests and power.

Although on the surface they share a common belief in the great god Yelagund and cannot kill, some disgusting tricks are constantly emerging. For example, SilverAsh's sister Cliffheart was harmed by Kjerag's internal political enemies and was infected with oripathy.

“…Kjerag may not meet your requirements, but I will try my best…”

SilverAsh had already forgotten about Duke Kast's mission. He only wanted to return to Kjerag and talk to the other two families about the pros and cons, trying to make Kjerag meet the requirements to join the Terra Unified Council.

"Hey, it seems Mr. SilverAsh doesn't know Kjerag well enough either."

After hearing Si Ye's words, Yinhui was filled with questions.

"What do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is that Kjerag's situation meets the requirements for joining the Terran Unified Council, but you have to let someone who can truly represent Kjerag come forward."

What truly represents Kjerag?

Silvergrey was completely bewildered. If he, the representative of the Three Clan Council, couldn't represent Kjerag, then who could? It couldn't be the elders of Manzhu Court. Although those old men had a high social status in Kjerag, they had no power and were just mascots.

"Excuse my stupidity, but please speak frankly."

"Yeragond, since she hasn't given up on you, she must be the one to discuss this matter."

As one of the few behemoths still active on the Terra continent, Si Ye had to bring Yelagund to light, whether to eliminate hidden dangers or to satisfy his collecting addiction.

Looking at Yinhui's stunned expression, Si Ye raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. SilverAsh, you don't really think that the lack of natural disasters in Kjerag's Snowlands is due to its unique terrain, surrounded by mountains, which are naturally rugged. Even though Yelagund has set you free, he still dotes on you."

"...You mean, the great god Yelagund is..."

SilverAsh's faith in Yelagund was only superficial. He was the kind of person who believed in the efforts of his own hands and naturally did not believe in things like divine protection. But unfortunately, Kjerag was indeed being protected by a "god".

"Gods may not exist, but on this continent, there are creatures called giant beasts. To mortals, a giant beast that wields power and can move mountains and fill the sea can naturally be called a 'god'."

After knocking on the table, Si Ye felt that he had said almost everything he needed to say and that the conversation was almost over.

"If I remember correctly, the current Saint of Yelagund is your sister. Go back to Kjerag and talk to your sister. Yelagund is right beside her. If you don't want to abandon Yelagund's faith, then if you want to join the Terran Unified Council, you must let Yelagund step forward."

Standing up, Si Ye stroked Cintela's long, smooth hair and said to the thoughtful Silver-Ash, "That's about it regarding Kjerag joining the Terran Unified Council. In a few days, I'll take Yelagund's compatriots to visit her and visit Kjerag while I'm there. I hope Kjerag can give me a definitive answer then."

...

Chapter 359: Run, Margaret (Part )

On the third day after the Great Nightmare Knight King Si Ye returned to his loyal Casimir, Margaret and her group finally returned to Kavaleriaki. But before they could catch their breath, Si Ye captured them all and took them to the grassland outside the city, becoming "volunteer contestants."

"Uma Musume... What exactly does the Uma Musume Contest mean?"

The grassland, about to enter winter, has a more bleak color. In a relatively flat area, the synths are using colorful flags to lay out a "track" that stretches into the distance.

Margaret looked at the busy synths, and then looked at Xinteleya who was clinging to Si Ye. The Casimir agent who had just inspected the mobile city urgently needed someone to explain the current situation to her.

"It's a running race. Hey, I want to compete with my sister!"

Maria, dressed in sportswear, was doing some warm-up hops and seemed happy to have the chance to compete with her sister.

Because Si Ye wanted to test the feasibility of the horse girl racing competition, he naturally had to find a few more players to form a control group. So Zofia, who was drinking tea at home, and Maria, who was working as a blacksmith, were captured by Si Ye and taken to the grassland.

"Should I run too? At least let me change my shoes."

Zofia looked at her high heels that were making holes in the dirt with every step, and was a little reluctant to join this 'running race' that seemed a little out of place.

"Ms. Zofia, there's a dressing room over here."

How could Si Ye allow the players to escape at the critical moment? The simple construction modules were laid out, and the synths quickly processed the interior, and an exquisite dressing room stood on the grassland.

"...Okay, okay..."

"President Xinteleya, are we going to participate in this competition as well?"

Flametail Sona and her team members were also called to the grassland by Xinteleya. They thought they had a mission to do, but turned out to be participating in a strange competition.

"It counts as overtime, and there's overtime pay."

Xinteleya leaned listlessly against Si Ye.

Shopping and having fun during the day, and high-intensity horse jumping at night, has caused Xinteleiya to suffer from severe physical and mental exhaustion in recent days, and she always feels a little sleepy.

"...Guild President, I don't really care about overtime pay... although it would be nice to get some..."

Sona stamped her feet and changed the subject that had been diverted by Sintrea.

"I want to ask, can we really compete in a race with the Radiant Knight?"

With Margaret becoming the agent, her popularity in Casimir has increased instead of decreased, and she has a lot of fangirls, and Sona is obviously one of them.

"Si Ye?"

Xinteleya tilted her head and looked at Si Ye who was filling out a form beside her.

"Ahem, let me briefly explain the rules and overview of this game."

After filling out the form roughly, Si Ye did not directly answer Sona's question. Instead, he stepped forward and began to explain the situation to all the confused people.

"The Shining Elite Race, this is a competition I plan to hold in Casimir. The main event is running. I gathered everyone here just to practice and see if there are any loopholes in the rules and regulations."

If it was just a spur of the moment idea, Si Ye now really wants to organize a horse race... well... it doesn't have to be a Kuranta running race, either.

After all, in the Terra continent, qualified horse racing girls or horse racing boys are likely to run at speeds that break the sound barrier, which is much wilder than serious horse racing girls.

Coupled with the existence of Originium skills, the horses of the Terra continent are obviously able to perform some extremely spectacular and outrageous operations during the race.

"The competition is divided into three categories: restricted, unrestricted and unrestricted. The entry age for the restricted and unrestricted categories will be lowered to facilitate the screening of talented contestants."

"...That's a good idea."

Hearing what Si Ye said, Russell, who came with Margaret, nodded continuously.

After her group of old guys completely leave the stage, the only pillars of Casimir's family will be the two from the Linguang family. Naturally, she is worried about the lack of successors.

But restarting the knight competition is absolutely not an option. Instead, less intense running competitions like Siye have become a good choice for discovering new blood.

"...Restricted, as the name suggests, restricts the use of Originium techniques. It's a competition system that relies solely on personal quality and hard work. Just run and you're done."

"Release the level limit. You are allowed to use Originium skills to a certain extent. You are not allowed to attack other contestants or damage the venue. The Originium skills you use cannot interfere with other contestants."

"Unrestricted level, except that you are not allowed to stop for fighting with others and do not cause any deaths, there are no restrictions."

Si Ye introduced the currently very basic rules, while simultaneously checking the layout of the track through the synthesizer's vision.

"Alright, alright, let's just give it a try. Come on, let's have a free-level competition where we can use Originium techniques to test the situation. There's a prize for first place."

Many people were still in a state of confusion about this competition, but Margaret had been dragged to the starting line by Maria, who was eager to try.

"Gray hair, are you coming?"

Standing at the starting line, Flame Tail Sona looked at her companions. It was a chance to compete with the Brilliant Knight Margaret. Although it was not a knight competition, it was enough to make Sona excited.

"I'm not good at running, Wildmane, are you going?"

Huimao shook her head. As a heavily armored musketeer, she did have the physical strength to fight for a long time while wearing heavy armor, but she couldn't convert this physical strength into the power to run fast.

"I'll come, I'll come."

Wild Mane, who had a somewhat crazy personality, stood beside Sona excitedly and began to stretch his body to warm up.

"Monique, why don't you try?"

Roy stood a little further away with his eyes narrowed.

To be honest, Roy was quite interested in the rather generous bonus. Unfortunately, as an assassin from the Helmetless Alliance, he was not strong in Originium skills, and it was difficult for him to compete with the likes of the Radiant Knight in events such as running and charging.

"I'm Philin."

Monique rolled her eyes at her unruly partner, as if explaining something, but also as if she said nothing.

"Master Russell, would you like to give it a try?"

As soon as Zofia came back after changing her clothes, Maria pulled her to the starting line. Zofia, who knew the limits of her ability, had obviously seen the result of the competition. Based on the principle of not embarrassing herself alone, she began to persuade Russell, who was watching with his arms folded, to try as well.

"No, I'm old and can't run anymore. I'd better leave this kind of activity to the young people."

Russell shook his head and rejected Zofia's invitation. Although her physical condition was better than those old guys who had basically lost their fighting ability due to old injuries.

But it was only slightly better. In the past, it might not be a big deal to teach those unruly scum a lesson or command them in battle. But if he really had to race with a young and strong Pegasus like Margaret, who was about to reach her peak, it would be a matter of life and death.

"If we compete like this, it feels like the champion has already been decided. Let's find someone who's better than Margaret, or someone who's a close match."

A one-sided match was obviously meaningless. Si Ye's muttering seemed to have received a response, and a slightly doubtful voice came.

"What are you doing? Huh? What are you doing..."

Mainna, who couldn't find Margaret and Russell in the city, found them outside the city. Before he could understand the situation on the scene, Si Ye called on the synths and pushed Mainna to the starting line.

"Okay, this feels right. The anticipation is building."