People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

They are a special kind of life form, distinct from giant beasts. Although they don't seem as powerful as giant beasts, they also possess some special powers.

Overall, they are an extraordinary group of people who need to be taken seriously.

But this very "beast master" is now carrying Vina onto the stage, carrying Vina to appear before him, and carrying Vina to appear before the leaders of many countries.

It's important to know that the current status of beast owners hasn't been lowered by that shameful wolf cub who broke through the defenses of cricket fighting!

“Vina? This is…” Ernst was speechless; this was not part of his perfect opening ceremony plan.

“This is Gawain, my friend, my teacher,” Vina said with a smile, “and also a symbol of Victoria.”

She jumped off Gawain's back, walked to Ernst, stood up straight, and said with a mix of trepidation and excitement:

“I know you’re surprised. But Ernst, please listen to me.”

“I’m sorry I lied to you. My real name is not Vina Victoria. My name is Alexandrina Vina Victoria.”

"Surprise?"

Ernst gasped, one breath, two breaths, three breaths. Fortunately, there was plenty of cool air from Sherag, enough to give him oxygen, which prevented him from fainting on the spot.

He did know that Vina had said she would give him a surprise. But he really didn't take it seriously!

Be serious!

Alexandra Vina Victoria?

Victoria? That surname sounds familiar. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before. What is it?

Oh, right, the history book!

Ernst's body trembled slightly. He reached out and grabbed the podium to steady himself, preventing himself from collapsing completely. He looked at Vina, who looked relieved, and asked in a hoarse voice:

“Um, Alexandrina, Victoria’s late emperor was your…”

"Just call me Vina. Like you said, in Shelag, I'm just your subordinate."

Vina corrected,

"The late emperor was my father."

ho-

With a sound of physical suffocation, Ernst felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a dizzying sensation. But it was as if a gentle breeze was lifting him up, a warm current was nourishing him, and a soft whisper was soothing him, preventing him from actually fainting.

Jeragand, thank you so much!

And Vina, thank you so much!!!

Why didn't you say so sooner? No, if you had said so earlier, I might not have dared to confront you... Then why didn't you say so later? No, it seems like I was the one who specifically went to her to interrogate her...

Damn it, is my relationship problem?!

Your dad went to the guillotine, you're in the textbook, now it's my turn, right?

What stage should I go on?

Oh right, that's right under my feet!

A stage? A theatrical stage!

Where is my red nose? Where is my colorful wig? Where are my band and my script?

Let him come forward!

The Scarlet Theatre Troupe has to address me as the Supreme Sage and Teacher! Even Dionysus has to respectfully light a cigarette for me!

On the first day of the World's Fair, I was so scared by my dog ​​subordinate who was hiding his identity and waiting for the Dragon King to return that I fainted!

Chapter 272 Raphsini: I'm sorry, I'm Draco

Shelag, Tukarim, Shelag Government Office Building.

"Okay, come on, lift your foot and walk!"

"Hey, that's right, come on, BOSS, lift your foot again, yes, take two steps—phew, finally back."

Helping Ernst to sit down in the office chair, Holhaya wiped the cold sweat from her forehead as she looked at the still somewhat dazed boy and suddenly had a mischievous idea.

She licked her lips, stopped Rafishini from coming to help, bent down, and whispered to Ernst:

"Boss, don't be sad. Nobody expected that Miss Vina would be the Crown Princess of Victoria. You're not omniscient or omnipotent, and this isn't your fault, so don't be too hard on yourself."

"Ho-"

Ernst gasped, his eyes glazed over as he looked at Horhaia and Lavshini.

"I'm stupid, really."

"All I know is that Vina is someone who escaped from Lontinim. It's normal that she doesn't want to go back to Lontinim or deal with those anthropomorphic nobles in Victoria."

"But I never imagined that the beginner pool would have a guaranteed six-star character..."

Tsk, why are they starting to talk nonsense? They seem quite ill. Should we contact a doctor? I heard Miss Ceylon studied medicine at university in Victoria?

Horhaya felt a pang of pity. But fortunately, snakes are cold-blooded creatures.

Although doing so might result in Ernst hanging him up and beating him after he recovers, locking him in the basement and whipping him severely with a small leather whip, and he might even be given the shameful nickname "Fat Snake".

But Ernst's current dazed, handsome appearance is just too tempting!

If you don't try, you might live with regret for the rest of your life!

The thought of that regret sent a shiver down Holhaya's spine, and a feeling of disgust welled up from the bottom of her heart.

Yes, we can't wait any longer!

She slowly brought her face closer and closer to Ernst, who was muttering to himself, until her breath made Ernst's ears turn slightly red and warm.

She spoke softly:

"Boss, I'm sorry I lied to you. Actually, my name isn't Horhaya. My real name is Mark Max, and I'm the President of Colombia!"

Say it out, say it out!

Holhaia felt as if every pore of her body was trembling, the feeling of comfort shooting straight to the top of her head, as if it were about to elevate her to a heavenly paradise! That excitement, that joy, that pleasure that even surpassed human physiological instincts, was enough to make one disdain the joy of a surge of tides and the wind creating sages, or the sages asking how much their fate was worth. How could one resist it, how could one resist the urge to kiss her!

Holhaia even felt a decadent pleasure. In the past, she would never have dared to make such a joke, otherwise she would have been captured and tortured severely by the Tin Man, Metternich. But now, she was no longer in Colombia, she was a Sherag, she was free, she indulged herself, she was floating!

Ernst, how are you feeling? How are you feeling?

"puff!"

Ernst couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Holhaya was stunned. She didn't know why Ernst was laughing. Had his nerves finally overloaded and completely broken down? Had he finally achieved mind control or brainwashing?

But Ernst looks much more energetic! There's even a sparkle in his eyes. Hmm? Sparkle?

"Thank you, Holhaya."

Ernst thanked him.

"That's a good joke."

Holhaya opened her mouth, feeling insulted for the first time in her life, the ultimate insult!

She would rather Ernst really break down, beat her to her knees, and drag her home to be Starwrecked than suffer this ultimate humiliation!

What do you mean? Why do you look so disbelieving? I'm quite mysterious myself, aren't I? The Feathered Serpent Clan's bloodline is incredibly noble, a divine bloodline even more ancient and powerful than Aslan's! What gives you the right to laugh? What, just because Mark Max can be the President of Colombia, doesn't mean I can't?

Suddenly, she found herself inexplicably receiving tickets to the theater troupe, and wearing a bright red nose. Horhaya was sunk!

However, thanks to her superb performance, Ernst did recover quite a bit of his spirits.

The reason he lost his composure just now was not only because of Vina's sudden "surprise (gritting his teeth!)," but also because he could hardly estimate the huge follow-up impact that Vina's actions would have.

This is a world expo! It's a grand event that, apart from one unknown major power that explicitly refused, most other countries and organizations on Terra either sent delegations, expressed their support, or at the very least tacitly approved of it!

Especially just minutes before Vina took the stage, Ernst stabbed his buttocks with a knife, giving the Terra leaders quite a glimpse!

Aircraft, something that can take people into the sky, who wouldn't find it amazing, who wouldn't be confused?

At that moment, Vina suddenly went on stage and revealed her real name. Although she wasn't so audacious as to bring a microphone and perform a two-person comedy routine for Ernst on stage, Ernst was certain that the big names from Terra who were closer to the stage—I mean, the podium—had definitely seen, heard, or at least realized something!

Didn't you see the Duke of Custer's expression when he left? Those who know the inside story know about her "little accident" with Vina's father, the late King Victoria. Those who don't might think she'd been beaten by the Duke of Windermere again!

This was what Ernst had been worried about all along. As the Duke of Caesar, who had been directly involved in planning the execution ceremony of Vina's father, Ernst had no way of predicting what she would do next.

But Horhaya's words gave him a wake-up call.

Your statement does not mean you are!

You say you are Crown Princess Victoria, a direct descendant of Aslan, but I could also say I am the son of Jeragand, the chosen emperor of Terra!

Don't you see, even Horhyah, that little feathered serpent who was tricked by himself, defeated by Seria, and sold out by the Melander Foundation, can still call himself the President of Colombia!

Everyone has moments of joking around, but don't mistake a moment for eternity. When I, Ernst, get into joking, I'm way better than you guys! Don't believe me? Let me give you a rundown.

Even if I, Ernst, must lift up Sherag with one hand and suppress Kester with the other, I, the Prime Minister, am still invincible in this world! At the pinnacle of the Source, I reign supreme; with my Snow Leopard, there is heaven! Take this! Source God, activate!

Ahem, can you feel it? That overwhelming aura of dominance?

This illustrates a very simple principle: no matter how much you exaggerate and claim to be a conceptual god capable of destroying Lentinium with a single punch, ultimately, we have no evidence, right?

Ernst patted Holhaya on the shoulder, gratefully assigning her an extra task: "Holhaya, help draft an investigation statement to clarify that, after our intensive investigation, everything that happened after the 'should have been' part of the opening ceremony at the World's Fair did not actually happen. Yesterday's opening ceremony was a complete success!"

"You know what I mean?"

Holhaya blinked. She understood, but she had a vague feeling that she shouldn't have understood so quickly.

I have a feeling that the boss got some inspiration from me, which is why he came up with a countermeasure so quickly... I feel a little hurt.

This puzzled Lavshini, who had been listening in for a long time.

"Ernst, why issue an investigation statement? Didn't we not conduct any investigation at all? Besides, isn't Miss Vina Aslan?"

Skipping over the "Take care, we're waiting for you to come back" phase, Holhaya turned around and politely explained to her secretary, Little Stove Book, who had covered for her and ended up becoming her official mistress:

"Lafshini, you don't understand. An investigation statement isn't meant to clarify things, but to clear someone's name!"

"As for the inside story, everyone is surely aware of it. Do you think people like the Duke of Caster would believe something written on a blank piece of paper? Just wait, she'll definitely come knocking on our door."

Holhayer made a rather definitive statement here. In fact, among the numerous possibilities listed by Ernst, the possibility that the Duke of Kester would choose to leave Kjerag and withdraw from the World's Fair was not low, at least 50%.

Although that would mean a complete break between her and Ernst, it was indeed one of the choices that political animal would make. After all, she and Vina were sworn enemies, practically fathers to each other.

Even though Ernst knew that some of Vina's father's behaviors, to a degree that resembled those of the Duke of Caesar, were indeed hereditary and masculine, he was still Vina's father. Ernst wasn't foolish enough to presume to help Vina choose between hatred and forgiveness, and unlike the Duke of Caesar, he wasn't entirely a political animal.

Between Vina and the Duke of Caesar, he would certainly choose Vina decisively.

She had already agreed! Vina hadn't given her a chance to back out!

If one could recognize this, the Duke of Cactus might very well leave. Of course, this is just Ernst's speculation; if anyone truly claimed to be able to grasp that woman's thoughts and intentions, then the Duke of Cactus in Victoria would not have the power he enjoys today.

Haha, even if such a person really existed, he would probably be beheaded by the Duke of Caesar, just like "Yang Xiu".

But is Vina really Athrun? She doesn't seem much different from Felin, and she doesn't have any particularly powerful Originium Arts. Even Horhya can still blow the wind.

etc.......

Ernst suddenly looked at Lavshini beside him, and his gaze, filled with shock and a hint of horror, startled the girl, causing her to involuntarily take a step back. She asked timidly:

"Ernst, what's wrong?"

“Um, Lavshine…” Ernst tried to lower his voice, soften his tone, and slow his pace, trying not to frighten the girl in front of him, “How did you determine that Vina is Aslan’s? Have you ever met Aslan?”

"Oh, I've never seen it before."

"Then... is your family some kind of noble family?"

"Uh, no. I used to live in the city with my parents, leading a very ordinary life. Then some accidents happened, and my sister and I were adopted by Earl Warwick."

Lavshini didn't try to hide anything; when Ernst asked, she immediately told him everything.

Ernst breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and his heart, which had been in his throat, slowly calmed down.

So, while Lafsini and Abrahina's experiences may have been somewhat thrilling and eventful, they weren't exactly legendary, and far less so than Vina's.

Vina fell from the sky to the ground, into the mud, following the proper path of the Dragon King's return. As for Laphishini... well, her life is that of a supporting character, at best a minor villain in the middle stages?

Feeling much more relaxed, Ernst smiled slightly.