People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Why is there frost on the floor?

Why are my teeth chattering a little?

Why does my blood feel a little cold?

Upon looking at the film again, Alfonso's expression changed once more.

"hiss--"

He let out a long sigh; it really wasn't him intentionally cosplaying as one of the Ursus guards. But if he wasn't mistaken, what was that blurry figure behind the other side?

Silver frost condensed into a solid shield, covering Ernst. Ernst was hidden inside the shield and could not be seen, but Alfonso was farther away and could see the entire shield.

If I had to describe it, it would be a "snake god" with bared teeth and a ferocious, angry face!

""

Who is this kid?

Alfonso was starting to feel uneasy. He wasn't stupid; Hai Si hadn't infected his mind; he was perfectly clear-headed.

He had seen a lot in his early life and was very knowledgeable. He boasted that he had seen all sorts of things.

But he had never seen these strange abilities of this kid before. "4"

He couldn't help but slow down again, and was just about to say something to stop him when this kid suddenly increased the intensity of his attack!

"Is this a Sarkaz spell?"

He recognized the banshee's incantation, but why were there so many?

This kid isn't a Sarkaz either. He knew that Banshees could store spells in Originium artifacts and use them directly when needed, but if the spells were stored in Originium artifacts, why were there so many?

"One, two, three, four, five"

How many questions are there already?

Defensive, reinforced defensive, and even more reinforced defensive techniques; techniques for concealing one's form, hiding one's tracks, counter-tracking, as well as binding, offensive, explosive, and amplifying Originium Arts; techniques that prohibit others from using Originium Arts.

Well, so you never intended for anyone else to play the game?

Brother, can I call you brother now? Do you know how precious the banshee's curse is?

The Iberian emperor once fought Sargon's King of Kings for a banshee's kiss sealed with three spells, and he still lost! And you, you have dozens? Hundreds, perhaps?

Are you going to eat this as a meal?

Did you drag all the banshees from the Banshee Valley over and match them with you? Are you some kind of male succubus? Why are you so popular?

Also, I recognized the banshee's curse, but what about those silk threads?

How come even space itself has been cracked? Shouldn't the next step be to shatter the void and obliterate the Great Dao?

I thought a hundred incantations was the limit, so whose general is this?

Alfonso swallowed hard. He had stopped in his tracks, unsure whether to raise or lower the knife in his hand.

He could tell that everyone present was exceptionally skilled.

As for this Felin, he probably isn't even human; he's extraordinary in every way.

Extraordinary Brother is one of them!

"you"

Alfonso swallowed hard, about to speak, when Ernst across from him shouted at the same time: "Three!"

"What do you want to do!" "What do you want to do?"

Both of them were taken aback, and then immediately took a step back warily.

Ernst raised the sacred stone, the necklace, and the small cube; Alfonso raised his hands: Four horses.

"Don't do anything reckless!" "Don't do anything reckless!"

The two were stunned again. Ernst was a little confused, but after he came to his senses, his face darkened and his expression became serious.

Holy crap, this person can read minds?

"Are you a member of the Deep Sea Cult?"

He questioned in a cold voice.

Alfonso immediately waved his hand:

"I'm not!"

As he spoke, fearing he might say something inappropriate, he immediately raised his foot and stomped on the deck beneath his feet:

"I am the captain of this ship!"

"A law-abiding citizen! A truly law-abiding citizen!"

Chapter 751 Agor: Ernst Iron Actor (5k)

The Stutifaira, captain's cabin.

Alfonso intended to sit on the throne he had modified for himself, and then speak with Ernst and the others before the throne was fully erected.

Unfortunately, there was only one chair.

After glancing at Ernst and assessing his own situation, he decisively chose to stand on the flat ground and talk to Ernst.

Anyway, Ernst seems to have a significant background, so he didn't lose out.

"Where are you from? Victoria? Gaul? Or Kazdel?"

Alfonso asked curiously.

“Sherragh,” Ernst replied solemnly.

Alfonso fell silent.

His brain began to work over and over again, thinking and recalling. At that moment, his CPU, which hadn't been used much in decades, was working at its peak, trying to find the name of the country "Shelag". But even when it was overloaded, he couldn't figure it out.

He considered himself a great explorer, having traversed most of the major powers of Terra, if not all. Ernst could casually produce so many treasures; the power behind him must be considerable. Why had he never heard of them?

Could it be some newly established country?

"Uh... I've never heard of that. How long has your country been established?"

He asked somewhat awkwardly.

The Terra region in his time was far from stable. In the Central Valley, Gaul, Letania, and Victoria were all thriving. To the south, Iberia was leading the way, standing out from the crowd, but Sargon's strength remained and should not be underestimated. Vast tracts of land remained unclaimed, waiting for an explorer to discover them, waiting for a conqueror to conquer them.

Therefore, the establishment of new small states is a common occurrence. Even large states may, for various reasons, release smaller states. However, these smaller states usually don't last long and will either actively or passively integrate into a larger state. Examples include Syracuse, released by Letania, and the small states surrounding Ursus (which were later destroyed and annexed during the Ursus Conquest).

Of course, the possibility of a small country growing into a powerful nation, swallowing up a much larger one, cannot be ruled out. Alfonso was considering this very aspect; he felt that Sherag might be one of the rising new nations that emerged in the last sixty years.

In a sense, he wasn't wrong.

Ernst rolled his eyes.

If he hadn't heard of it, so be it. It's not like he's never experienced this situation before. After so long, experiencing the feeling of having his reputation reset to zero and having to level up all over again is quite novel.

“Our nation’s founding dates back to the dawn of civilization. But Shelag has only gradually opened up in recent years.”

He replied.

Alfonso nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

After all, this wasn't the answer he wanted from these foreign visitors who suddenly set foot on his "Iberia".

"I've been on this ship for over sixty years."

“No matter where you come from or what your identity is, you are the first living people I have seen in all these years.”

Alfonso's eyes swept over Ernst and the others. His once dignified face now appeared somewhat disheveled, worn by time. He had been furious just moments before, but now a peaceful smile graced his lips.

Nonsense, what can you do if things aren't peaceful? You can't win a fight! Besides, these people are much friendlier than those guys who point cannons at him at the drop of a hat.

"I know you have many questions to ask, but may I ask you one first?"

Ernst blinked, his gaze sweeping unabashedly over Alfonso's arm, which seemed so out of place on him. After a moment's thought, he nodded.

"Iberia still exists here."

A look of surprise flashed across Alfonso's face, but he quickly nodded in relief.

Yes, Ernst certainly knew what Alfonso would ask.

What would Alfonso, the hero of Iberia, the commander of the golden fleet adrift on the sea, Carmen's close friend, the one under the pomegranate tree, ask when he meets the outsider again after decades? For someone like Ernst, it's not hard to guess.

He would only ask one question: "Is Iberia still alive?"

Of course, this is all predicated on the fact that the person in front of you is truly Alfonso, and not a rational sea creature, or a traitor who has already submitted to the Deep Sea Church.

Ernst didn't know if the former could speak; he'd never seen them speak. But he was certain that the latter, having decided to impersonate Alfonso, would ultimately ask the same question with utmost seriousness: "Who is the chosen one of the [Newborn]?"

Alfonso's reaction indicated that he wanted to ask about the former.

Alfonso's performance did not disappoint Ernst, and Ernst's probing received the response he wanted.

The old captain in front of me, although his very existence suggests something is not right, is at least very different from the Deep Sea Cultists.

Ernst was also willing to talk to him a little more:

“The situation in Iberia now is very different from when you set sail. But it still exists, and there are still people protecting it, raising its flag, and fighting against the Deep Sea Cultists and the Sea Heirs.”

Alfonso nodded.

He was already very satisfied with the answer he received.

"Ask whatever you want."

Alfon Cableway,

"Whether it's treasure or technology, one is stored in the storeroom and the other in the archives. I can take you there. However, it will have to wait until I've dealt with those flies that sneaked onto the ship."

Grace immediately stepped forward, about to ask about Breogan.

These questions can only be asked of Alfonso. The tribunal, rife with prejudice against the Agorians, will not answer him. Ernst, who would answer him, is someone who doesn't know.

Only Alfonso, an Iberian of his generation, would know and be willing to reveal information about Breogan.

This is more valuable than those cold, hard data.

However, before she could speak, Ernst asked a question first:

"Besides us, how many other groups of people are on this ship?"

This question seems a bit strange. After all, Ernst knew that Carmen had already boarded the ship, and the Deep Sea Cultists who had been lured here by his trap must also be on this big ship. Besides his two groups, plus Ernst himself, who else could it be?

But Ernst knew he had to ask the question, because if things went as expected, the waters were probably even muddier than he had imagined!

Skadi's sense of familiarity with this ship is likely due to the influence of "birth".

The one who appeared out of nowhere, shouting "Kill the sea," was a suspected Kazimierz knight.

And, so far, there is no one from other Terran countries who has appeared.

Yes, Ernst was almost certain, absolutely certain, that there were people from other Terran nations on board.

This was initially just a slightly malicious speculation, and he was unsure at first. But after the Preservator so easily allowed Ernst and the others to disembark, he became quite certain.

At least, the Colombians are interested in the ship.

The fact that Ernst and his men were on the Preservator actually made it harder for them to disembark and do anything underhanded.

But if Ernst and his entourage were to arrive on the Stutifera, then the Colombian officer would have ample reason to send a special task force down there under the pretext of "protecting Secretary Ernst's safety."

Of course, this was something that Ernst and Columbia tacitly understood.

As for the exchange of benefits, although Ernst had the Führer's connection and could directly obtain the assistance of the Preservator, most of the time Ernst preferred to do things in a way that didn't owe anyone favors.

The Colombian military was interested in the ship's technology, but they couldn't legitimately conduct "scientific research" on Iberian heritage in front of Carmen. Ernst offered them this opportunity in exchange for providing the "tickets" for the ship—a win-win situation for mutual progress! Neither side explicitly stated their intentions, but one mobilized troops while the other was generous; both understood each other's meaning.

Ernst isn't asking this question to betray Alfonso or turn his back on him. He's just giving Alfonso a heads-up in advance, to prevent him from accidentally attacking an ally.

Moreover, besides this group of Colombians, Ernst did not explicitly mention, but there is indeed a theoretical possibility that the Agorians might come.

However, this is purely theoretical speculation. Ernst has no evidence whatsoever; he hasn't even officially made contact with Agor yet. He simply has this feeling based on his past life experience—if you suddenly start to frequently come into contact with people in a certain field, it means that you will soon encounter something related to that field.

This trick is really useful, especially when he gets a sudden call from his boss asking him to work overtime. Having a mental preparation and contingency plan in advance can save a lot of time and greatly improve efficiency, even if it doesn't alleviate the bad mood of working overtime.

Alfonso was clearly taken aback by Ernst's question and instinctively wanted to answer, "Two groups."

One group was the one he saw, the group that was with Carmen and was very unfriendly to him. The other group was the Deep Sea Cultists and Sea Heirs that he had been eliminating, but recently, for some reason, they had become active again.