People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Ernst opened a drawer, took out a few fireworks, placed them on the table, and said:

"It's simple, set off fireworks."

Noticing the puzzled expressions on Hinterlea and Joyce's faces, Horhaia, who had already understood Ernst's meaning, offered to explain:

“Unlike the BOSS, none of us are from Kjerag, so we don’t need to participate in the Holy Hunting Ceremony. But we are civil servants of the highest government in Kjerag, and there is no place in Kjerag that we cannot go. In other words, during the Holy Hunting Ceremony, we are among the few people who can move freely within the Holy Mountain area.”

Holhaia had already determined this, because this outsider had visited the Sacred Records Hall of Manju Academy countless times to consult those ancient documents. Even natives of Sherag might never be able to set foot in such a place in their entire lives. But she could.

Ernst's sister, the Saintess, and her head maid, who seemed a bit eccentric and had quite a temper, were exceptionally accommodating to these people from the Sherag government!

"Therefore, at that time, if Enciodes did indeed intend to do something during the Holy Hunting Ritual, we were the best observers."

“That’s right.” Ernst nodded approvingly and affirmed, “Then I’ll need you to light these fireworks.”

"If you observe anything unusual, set off one. If you discover Ensiodes or people from the Kalan Trade, including Matthon, Weiss, and that Black Knight Mace, near the Holy Mountain, set off two immediately. If you directly detect enemy forces, set off three, or you can burn them all down, I have plenty of these."

Ernst Road,

"The more urgent the situation, the more you should order. You can decide for yourselves the specifics."

He had Vina find artisans in Lungmen to order several boxes of fireworks! There's absolutely no worry about not having enough fireworks!

"I will react naturally once I see your signal."

After a moment of silence, Ernst gave this small operation a code name with great ceremony.

Since Boss Yin's instigation is called the Snow Mountain Incident, and he wants to carry out a blizzard-like operation, then the code name for my operation is quite clear.

"Gentlemen, the code name for this operation will be Operation Cordick!"

"Our goal is simple: kill Blizzard!"

Chapter 85 Jeragand: I'll have to set off a couple of firecrackers tomorrow too.

Ernst had just seen off a few "outstanding employees" and, while everyone was distracted, delayed paying their salaries when Little Cat Daphne rushed into his office.

She was reading in the Lake District of Sherag when she suddenly received a messenger's report and had to rush back, looking like she wouldn't let it go until he explained things clearly.

"Mr. Ernst, what do you mean by 'dangerous'?"

Ernst looked up, considered his words carefully, and replied:

"I only received some rumors. In any case, please inform your parents that the Duke of Windermere should be wary of the Duke of Caster."

He couldn't be too definitive, because Ernst wasn't actually sure whether Ensioudis had used the Grand Duke Victoria's power in his scheme.

Ernst himself was inclined to believe that Ensioudis would not introduce foreign forces. After all, no matter what, he and Ensioudis insisted on the idea of ​​developing Sherag as an independent political entity. Given this, inviting the power of the Grand Duke of Castells to intervene in a coup that could determine the future direction of Sherag was not a far-sighted move, but rather a move with endless troubles.

However, adhering to the principle that if you're going to set up a scheme, you have to do it completely, Ernst can't just turn a blind eye to the fact that the other party has this relationship chain. Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance that SilverAsh will introduce new variables to increase his chances of winning, Ernst has to be on guard.

Therefore, it is necessary to remind the Duke of Windermere.

But the specific method of reminding him, and the extent of the reminder, is something Ernst has to decide for himself.

"Beware of the Duke of Caster?"

Defiance frowned, looking thoughtful, and asked,

"Can I ask you specific questions? Can you give me specific answers?"

Ernst leaned back slightly, hesitated for a moment, and replied:

"Of course, as long as you don't make me resort to those simplistic and generalized generalizations, such as 'yes' and 'no,' I will do my best to explain for you."

Daifeien paused, then asked with some confusion:

"Did that sentence mean 'yes'?"

Ernst was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and nodded, saying, "Yes."

Defiance nodded: "Okay, so here's the question."

Ernst muttered, "I thought that was the one from before."

Ignoring Ernst's petty grievances, Definite asked directly, "When you say 'be careful of Duke Kast,' do you mean I should be careful of Duke Kast, or that my parents should be careful of Duke Kast?"

“Uh…” Ernst was still organizing his thoughts when Daphne asked, getting straight to the point:

"Should I and my parents be careful? Answer yes or no."

Ernst licked his lips and said, "Yes and no."

Daphne rolled her eyes.

Seeing Ernst's vague expression, she couldn't bring herself to ask any further questions.

Although she had received training as an intelligence officer, Ernst was neither the target of intelligence theft nor a spy imprisoned in the Duke of Windermere's duchy. She had no right to interrogate a country's prime minister.

Moreover, Ernst clearly understood the bureaucratic passing-the-buck tactic of civil servants: a simple yes or no, neither affirmative nor negative, and she wouldn't get a result even if Ernst asked ten more times.

She gave Ernst a deep look and said:

“I will pass on your reminder to my mother. This is an affirmation of the character you have shown me during this time. I hope you will not let me down.”

Unlike the reports submitted by other intelligence agents, any report Daphne submitted about Anferlis Windermere was personally reviewed by the Duke of Windermere, who doted on his daughter. This treatment, akin to that of the Imperial Guard at its peak, was something any intelligence agent could only dream of.

For this reason, every piece of intelligence that Defiance submits is carefully reviewed in order to avoid wasting her mother's precious time.

She agreed to relay Ernst's warning because Ernst's performance during this period had indeed been impressive enough to earn her favor. Furthermore, her father had told him before leaving that Ernst possessed a certain ability to "invoke miracles."

That was enough to make her give Ernst some face.

Well, I'll give him face. After all, the face of Grand Duke Windermere, one of the Empire's twin blades, isn't something anyone can just give.

Ernst was almost embarrassed by how seriously she made it sound.

Without saying much, he simply nodded to Defiance and watched her and the messenger leave his office.

At the same time, on the other side.

After sending the saintess back to Manju Academy, Ya'er also disappeared from the main hall.

Ernst's words concerned Him greatly. What would happen at tomorrow's holy hunting ceremony? Why did He specifically send a message requesting Him to monitor the holy mountain in case things got out of control?

Under normal circumstances, Ya'er would most likely use this body she created to go to the Sherag government office building (the version where it gets lively during the New Year) to subtly listen to Ernst's thoughts.

But this time, just as she was about to teleport to Tukarim, she stopped.

Ernst would specifically remind himself that this matter must be a very serious one for him as well.

Her current body was that of the head maid of the Manju Academy. To suddenly seek out Ernst without any reason seemed somewhat suspicious, and there was a possibility that she would expose herself.

She wouldn't want to give up this position unless absolutely necessary, because it was indeed very convenient; she could stay by Enya's side and had no shortage of opportunities to see Ernst. The position of head maid also allowed her considerable freedom of movement in various places. It was arguably the most suitable mortal position.

“No, Jeragand, you are a god of Sherag, how can you go to your child every time you can’t figure something out?”

"You can see the whole of Shelag. What can escape your eyes? Think carefully, investigate the truth yourself, and give that kid a shock!"

Silently correcting her increasingly severe overindulgence, Ya'er closed her eyes and first turned her gaze to the two major families.

Blantau and Perroch are the two leading figures of the conservative forces in Sherrag, and they may cause Ernst some trouble.

But when His gaze swept over the skies above the two territories, He found nothing unusual.

Well, aside from the fact that Hurlus is heading towards Tucarim.

"Shulus, where are you going?"

He spoke softly, like a familiar greeting carried on a gentle breeze, ringing in Hugh Ruth's ears.

Hugh Ruth didn't react at all and subconsciously replied:

Ernst wants to see me in his office.

As she spoke, she turned around, wanting to see who was calling her.

In her line of sight, the empty road behind her was deserted, with only the howling cold wind blowing tirelessly past.

"Mom!"

Hugh Ruth's brain briefly went blank for two seconds, then even her tail bristled, and the timid, or rather, the mouse-like Miss Zalak ran forward at the fastest speed she had ever seen.

It's a ghost! It's a ghost!

Unaware that she had created a future, enduring city in Sherag... the legendary Ya'er turned her gaze to Tukarim, Ernst's office building.

She saw the kitten who had sought refuge in Sherag hurry out of Ernst's office, giving some instructions to the messenger following behind him. The messenger then quickly headed towards the train station.

Is he going out to deliver a message?

Was it Ernst's instruction?

Ya'er thought for a moment, then casually whipped up a gust of wind, clearing away all the snow that had accumulated on the railway tracks the previous night.

Now the messenger should be able to deliver the letter much faster.

He finally turned his gaze to Ernst's radical brother.

I was quite surprised when I saw it.

"When did Ensiodis train so many... um... what are they called again, soldiers?"

In the eyes of the behemoths, humans were no different from ants, but Yeragand still diligently learned their words, not for any other reason than to respect his children.

The soldiers were led by Caprini, whom Enciodes had brought back from outside, but the soldiers were mostly locals from Sherag.

So, he's planning to cause trouble tomorrow?

Ya'er considered for a moment whether she should just make some thunder, wind, snow, throw a mountain, crack the ground, and spew some lava to help her son settle things directly.

But after thinking it over, He restrained His urge to act.

Firstly, these soldiers, along with the vast majority of members of the Karan trade, are Sherag people. If a fight were to break out, friendly fire would be inevitable.

Secondly, because He was somewhat looking forward to what Ernst would do tomorrow.

This is the nature of giant beasts. Once they determine that their opponent is not a threat to themselves or what they want, giant beasts all have a playful side, only differing in degree.

A certain playful person insisted on doing it themselves, and now it's turned into a piece of meat, one of which has even been finely sliced ​​into a meat sauce.

A certain temporal behemoth with too little playfulness knows that the other side can't really kill it, and since it's too playful, it has now become a group of people. Two of these groups have even hooked up with beautiful girls and are living a comfortable life.

Since he had already promised Ernst he would cover for him, Jeragand didn't mind. He wanted to see how his most promising and talented young man would handle this trouble.

To be honest, they are indeed brothers.

Seeing the two of them preparing fireworks at the same time, Yeragand couldn't help but think of something.

"This is a new gadget from Yan Country. I'll have to go and fire a couple of shots at it tomorrow!"

For no other reason than that I'm also a part of Sherag, and I just want this sense of participation!

PS: I was browsing Bilibili news today and saw an outrageous joke: Vvan was sandwiched between 2400. I had to listen to a bit of explanation before I realized that 2400 is the sum of 2226 (Arturo) and 174 (Radiant Knight).

You white dolphins! How did you come up with that code name?

Is it possible that he is in trouble?

Chapter 86 Mace: Laugh if you want, I can't see you even with a mask on.

Shelag, the sacred mountain of Kalan, the sacred hunting ceremony.

As the true highlight of the year, the Sacred Hunt ceremony is to Shelag what ancient Chinese emperors worshipped heaven and their ancestors every year; its special and significant meaning needs no further elaboration.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the snowstorm from last night seemed to have been summoned and gradually stopped. People began to climb the sacred mountain and come to the square to witness this year's ceremony.

This year's ceremony was somewhat different. In previous years, only the three major families offered gifts to the great god Jeragund, but now, Ernst, the government representative of Sherag, was also among them. The person who accepted the gifts on behalf of Jeragund and placed them on the altar was also different.

The elder who accompanied many Sherag people from childhood to adulthood has now disappeared. Sitting in that chair will be Enya Shivaish, the current Kal'ran Saintess, the legendary "Miracle Interpreter".

Compared to its sacredness and ritualistic nature, the process of the sacred hunting ritual is actually not complicated.

Ernst would first travel with the saintess of Manjusaka and the leaders of the three major families from Sacred Stone Square to the hunting grounds run by Manjusaka to hunt the free-roaming beasts and pack animals there, and then return to Sacred Stone Square with their prey.

Then the three races would offer the special products from their respective territories to the priestess of Manjushri, who was once the Grand Elder and is now a saintess. She would then take the offerings to the sacred stone and recite the "Hymn of Jeragand," praying that the great god Jeragand would continue to bless the people of Sherag the following year.

Then the ceremony ended.

You may have noticed something strange: the first and second halves of the sacred hunting ritual are actually separate.