People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

“Mr. Ernst, nice to meet you. You may call me Logos.”

"Hello, Ms. Logos... wait a minute?"

Ernst's expression froze for a moment when he noticed the succubus's Adam's apple bobbing up and down in front of him.

And Logos, taking this opportunity, nodded helplessly:

"Yes, although my race is succubus, I am male."

Holy crap, a male banshee!

Holy crap, what a sissy!

P.S.: Being hospitalized is still uncomfortable, but thankfully it's only for a week, and thankfully I have a private room. I had IV drips all day today, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, then antibiotics and then glucose. My head is spinning. There's another chapter tonight, I'll eat first.

Chapter 175 Kal'tsit: Columbia shouldn't have a Pokédex for him to collect.

On this day, a young boy named Luo Gousheng came to Xiuligou, giving the village secretary Enshitou a little shock.

No joke. Ernst really didn't expect there to be men in the Banshee's Court.

Banshees, banshees—aren't these races supposed to be all female? Don't talk to me about reality. Forget about the fact that parthenogenesis, while not common in nature, is certainly not rare either. This is Terra, a two-dimensional world! Is an all-female race really that rare?

Aslan and Drak combined can't even make a male character, while Sarkaz and Sarkaz are both known for their deep-seated ambitions and seemingly certain victories. What's so unbelievable about that?

Ernst felt a wave of dizziness when Nastie gave him a brief introduction.

"Logos or Banshee Queen?"

What's the difference between this and the fact that the Queen of the Women's Kingdom is actually a man?

You called for the holy monk to turn back, but the holy monk said that Buddha is compassionate and does not love the young boy and his mother. He suggested that you go to the church of "Moving the Rat" west of the Western Paradise.

You've been ruined by your own son in this life!

Seeing Ernst's wary expression, Logos assumed Ernst was wary of his identity as a Sarkaz from the Royal Court, so he took the initiative to speak:

“Mr. Ernst, there’s no need to be so nervous. We are not enemies, and there’s no difference between the Royal Court Sarkaz and ordinary Sarkaz. If you are really feeling uncomfortable, I can leave now.”

He's actually quite polite. If all Sarkaz were like you, their reputation wouldn't be so bad.

Ernst thought to himself. While politeness alone couldn't salvage the Sarkaz's reputation, some Sarkaz members simply weren't willing to even feign politeness.

You can't hit someone who's smiling, and to be honest, Logos didn't intentionally pretend to be a woman; he's just a man with feminine features and looks a bit too pretty. The one who really apologized was Ernst.

Ernst didn't stand on ceremony and apologized:

"No, I'm sorry, Mr. Logos, I was very presumptuous. I came here mainly to discuss some things with Dr. Kal'tsit and Miss Amiya, so I won't disturb you and Ms. Nastya's reunion."

After hastily bidding farewell to the two banshees he had met in a foreign land, Ernst strode toward the Rhodes Island flagship and, unsurprisingly, found Amiya at the elevator entrance.

The young leader of the Carter's Group was personally overseeing the unloading process, and when she saw Ernst approaching, she greeted him warmly.

"Mr. Ernst, it's been a long time!"

“Actually, it hasn’t been that long.” Ernst smiled. “No need to be so formal, always use honorifics.”

"Can I call you Brother Ernst like Miss Encia?" Amiya asked with a sweet smile and some anticipation.

Ernst raised an eyebrow, didn't dwell on it, and nodded: "Of course."

Having closed the distance between himself and the little rabbit, Ernst stopped using the honorific "Miss" and said directly:

"Amiya has already met Enshia?"

Amiya nodded: "Yes. Dr. Kal'tsit has already taken Sister Encia to the medical department for a check-up. Brother Ernst, would you like to come up to the island for a visit?"

Although that was my original intention, your statement gives me a sense of cause and effect.

Just like the law of cause and effect, such as "Fellow Daoist, please wait," "This thing (person) is destined to be with me in the West," "Treasure, please turn around," "After this battle, we will do xxxx," "After this job, we will retire from the business," etc.

It felt like I had promised, and now I either have to go up the mountain or go to the sea.

But how could such a cute little rabbit have such bad intentions?

Ernst hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Could you please show me the way, Amiya?"

.............

The Rhodes Island itself is the largest of all existing non-military land-based ships. The island's various areas, catering to all sorts of purposes, are practically all-encompassing.

Greenhouse, simulated battlefield, training base, children's playground—Ernst was already overwhelmed by what he saw along the way.

To be honest, if Rhodes Island were opened to the public and a World's Fair were held, it might actually become a huge hit.

Well, that is indeed a good idea, but Ernst wasn't the first to think of it. As far as he knew, Columbia had already held a similar exhibition a few years ago.

However, the Colombian organizers of that event clearly lacked vision. The tone and promotional direction of the conference were set as a "World Science and Technology Expo," so most of the participants were scientists from various countries. Although many novel scientific research results were indeed showcased, the exhibits were rather monotonous.

Moreover, when it came to the final selection of awards, Colombians were the majority of the winners.

This doesn't necessarily mean there was any foul play involved. After all, Colombia's technological level is indeed superior to Terra's, and they are heavily supporting this industry. Holding the expo on their home turf gives them a home advantage, so it's hard to say they manipulated the award. But regardless, this result is still not perfect.

If given the opportunity, Ernst would be interested in organizing a similar expo.

He wouldn't limit himself to "technology." Terra has many amazing things besides technology, doesn't it?

However, Scherrag's reputation is not yet strong enough, and even if he were to issue a call now, the number of countries responding might not be large. Moreover, in Ernst's view, hosting a World Expo should not be just about hosting a World Expo.

While attending a banquet at the Duchy of Victoriacasting, he overheard several nobles mentioning that Pope Lateran was sending “messengers of all nations” to the countries of the world.

Perhaps after this trip to Colombia ends, he can find an opportunity to have a chat with His Holiness the Pope.

While he was pondering, Ernst had already arrived at the medical department.

Kal'tsit, wearing a medical mask and gloves, stood in front of a bunch of instruments Ernst couldn't understand, monitoring the data on them. Meanwhile, Ernst's sister, Encia, lay in a hospital bed, eyes closed, seemingly asleep. A circular machine, seemingly undergoing an examination, was wrapped around her thigh, which was infected with Oripathy.

Noticing Ernst and Amiya's arrival, Kal'tsit removed her gloves and mask and stepped out of the room.

"Mr. Ernst, it's been a long time."

"Long time no see, Dr. Kal'tsit. How is Enshia doing?"

The lynx's voice was cold and aloof, like that of a woman going through emotional burnout or menopause. It was hard to feel close to it, and one would even worry that getting too close might result in being bitten. Ernst, of course, did not speak as casually as he did with Amiya.

"Miss Encia is doing well. She is athletic and in good health. She was taken to the hospital promptly after contracting Oripathy, and has received proper treatment during this period. As long as she continues to pay attention, there is no risk of further deterioration."

Kal'tsit nodded, reassuring Ernst.

Ensia contracted Oripathy, and Enya went to the Holy Mountain to become a saint; these were two major worries for Ernst.

Ernst was too young then; he had neither power nor ability. As the third son in the family, he didn't even have much of a say.

After transmigrating, the peaceful life he had experienced for more than ten years in the snowfield eroded his fighting spirit. Before he could even react, the series of conspiracies had already reached a point where they were unstoppable.

Like Enya, he hoped that his older brother, Enshiodis, could step in and resolve everything. Unfortunately, Enshiodis chose to avoid confrontation and simply give in.

Enya went up the mountain because of this, and her conflict with Ensiodes has not been resolved to this day.

Encia did not blame Enciaodis, and under his arrangement, she was sent abroad for medical treatment.

Ernst and Enya are slightly different. Although Ensiodes's choice made him feel bad for a long time, he eventually understood Ensiodes.

After all, given the circumstances at the time, the impoverished Shivaesh family was indeed powerless to resist the conservative forces led by the Grand Elder throughout the Snowlands.

Moreover, Ensiodis also made him realize something.

Mountains may crumble, seas may dry up, and even your brother might betray you. In the end, you have to rely on yourself.

It was after that that he began to pick up his almost forgotten past life experiences and memories, and finally got his own opportunity.

Who wasn't forced into it? At that fateful conference of the three races, when Ernst was put in the positions of Prime Minister and Speaker, didn't he also want to say on the spot: "If I had two acres of fertile land in Luoyang, how could I wear the seals of six kingdoms?"

But since he had been pushed to the forefront by the tide of the times, not Master, not Chust, but Ernst, then he had to do something.

At the very least, I can't let others bully me anymore!

Therefore, Ernst was undoubtedly relieved to hear that Encia was alright.

After showing concern for his sister, Ernst naturally had to explain the purpose of his trip.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, I'd like to go to Columbia with Rhodes Island. Would that be convenient?"

"Columbia?" Kal'tsit suddenly became a little nervous.

She quickly thought for a moment whether there was any Sarkaz Ten Courts illustration in Colombia that she could collect.

The Blood Demon and the Carrion Eater should be in Victoria; the Shapeshifter is unpredictable but might go to Victoria; the Banshee is on Rhodes Island; the Lich is in Letania; the Cyclops is in Sami and probably won't go to Victoria; the Gargoyle is missing; the Balrog is extinct; the Mindbreaker is missing...

Well, there probably aren't any royal court Sarkaz in Colombia.

Don't worry about what kind of illustrations Ernst is going to collect this time.

With a great weight lifted from her heart, Kal'tsit asked:

"I wonder what Mr. Ernst is going to Columbia for? If it involves politics, Rhodes Island might not be a convenient place."

"No, no, Dr. Kal'tsit, you're overthinking it. I'm just going to find my staff."

Ernst explained, while also giving a brief overview of the Horhaja miners' situation.

Kal'tsit pondered for a moment before nodding.

“If that’s the case, Rhodes Island is certainly willing to help its friend. If Mr. Ernst needs help posting missing person notices in Columbia, Rhodes Island can also send operators to assist.”

Ernst gratefully thanked Kelsey.

Watching Ernst's departing figure, Kal'tsit suddenly felt a little uneasy for some reason.

It's just looking for someone, it should be fine, right?

Chapter 176 Half an hour after leaving Sherag, I began to miss Manju Academy.

Are you going to Colombia?

In the office of Sherag, Tukarim, and Ernst.

Christen, who had just returned from the summit of the Matterhorn, asked in surprise,

"Should I arrange for Rhine Life to receive you?"

"Thank you for your kind offer, but I won't need it this time."

Ernst shook his head.

Ernst had been to Trimont, Colombia, several times already, so he wasn't exactly a complete stranger. Last year, trade with Caledonia had been quite profitable, and the tax revenue had left the government with a modest surplus. Ernst naturally didn't want to trouble Christensen with arrangements every time. Not only would that be embarrassing, but having Rhine Life make arrangements could also potentially affect his operations in Colombia.

After all, he was the one who snatched Miss Joyce, the White Owl, from Rhine Labs. And now that Christensen has just arrived, Horhyah has run away; who knows what kind of shady relationship she might have with Rhine Labs?

Although he and Christine are now business partners, who knows if the blonde woman has any ill intentions?

Even if she didn't, Ernst knew that Mr. Justin from the business department had quite a few complaints about him. When Ernst was negotiating with Christensen, Justin was so angry his face turned black.

Although he himself is quite dark-skinned.

As for the final choice of who would travel to Colombia together, Ernst did not choose Joyce.

While theoretically, bringing a Colombian along would be a good option when going to Colombia, Joyce's position was simply too important.

The position of finance minister is inherently one that one cannot leave.

Even if Ernst dared to take her away, there were too many projects and too many people in the entire Sherag that needed Joyce to stay here.

Some might ask, if that's the case, why not bring Jeston?

Hmm... that's actually a very insightful question.

Ernst remembered the last time he saw Jeston and his condition with Actos.

“Brother Jeston, come on, drink up! This is top-notch wine! I originally intended to serve it to my wedding guests back then, but who knew… never mind, let’s not dwell on those sad things! Come and taste our Sherragrande, how does it compare to Colombian wine!”

"Hmm... This is truly excellent wine! Minister Actos certainly has good taste. Compared to Colombian wines, this one is less technologically advanced and elaborate, but more rustic and innocent. Upon closer tasting, one can even detect a hint of bitterness, as if it reflects the drinker's inner world! Let me guess, could this wine be called 'Spring in the Snow Country'?"

"Wow! Brother Jesston, you're amazing! How did you guess the name of this wine!"

Of course, the label was already on the bottle when you gave it to me.