People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

She trusted Ernst.

Moreover, although we don't know what happened, they should be negotiating right now, right?

Talulah wasn't exactly a smooth talker, nor was she particularly good at persuasion. Back on the snowfield, she had Bozokasti and Yelena to back her up, but here, no one was there to help her. In that case, it was her turn to support Ernst!

Look into my eyes, I support you!

Ulpian's sharp gaze was fixed on Ernst, but he couldn't find any flaws in him.

He still found it hard to believe, so he turned his gaze to Talulah next to Ernst.

He knew the other deep-sea hunters. The only one who followed Ernst was Talulah.

But as soon as he turned his gaze to Talulah, he was stung by her resolute eyes and couldn't help but look away.

It was so clear! Ulpian had always walked on thin ice, and this was the first time he had ever seen such clear eyes!

It doesn't look fake! It's so realistic, looking at it now, it's like opening the door to the Southern Heavenly Gate!

It seems Ernst wasn't lying; he really did meet those people, and her guard must also be someone who knew about it.

Recalling Laurentina's somewhat inexplicable "warning" from the second team earlier, Ulbian felt a chill run down his spine.

The master of all things in the vast starry sky?

The stars, that was also a place Agor wanted to explore. If it weren't for Hai Si interrupting him, Agor might have already broken through that isolation layer and gone to the Star Sea.

But all the Agorians knew very well that breaking through the isolation barrier and entering the starry sky was only the first step. The vastness and immensity of the starry sky had already been recorded in the documents of the ancient civilizations they had obtained; it was a boundless space far beyond human imagination!

The person Laurentina was talking about dared to call himself "the Lord of all things in the vast starry sky"!

Only when someone is extremely ignorant or extremely confident would they claim a status that is completely unworthy of them. Otherwise, if their virtue does not match their position, disaster will surely follow!

Q: So who is this Lord of All Things? Think about it carefully!

Wow, that's incredible!

N let out a soft exclamation of admiration. Ulpian took a deep breath, his expression shifting from initial arrogance to helplessness, then to importance, and finally to the seriousness and respect he felt at that moment.

"Are those people still alive?"

He asked in a softer tone, which made him seem more cautious.

9 This is not like his personality. Even Skadi looked over with some concern, seemingly more worried about her captain's physical condition.

Si Ke Wulbian was very clear-headed. If those people were still alive and were indeed watching this side, then the problem of [Hai Si] might really have a "solution"!

Ling Agor's arrogance won't solve Hai Si's crisis; it will only lead to his own demise at Hai Si's hands. Ulpian saw this clearly during the first battle! After Ernst explicitly named Hai Si as belonging to the "Father's Plan"—the [Deep Blue Tree]—his resolve only strengthened. And now, he must find a way to redeem himself!

4. The one who tied the knot must untie it!

The best solution is to ask one of them to solve it themselves!

Ulpian knew he was indulging in wishful thinking, but since it was for the sake of his own civilization, why couldn't he indulge in a fantasy?

However, he also knew that he had offended Ernst quite badly, and that the other party was genuinely angry just now. Therefore, it wouldn't be a bad idea to lower his stance a little now.

"If possible, could you please ask them?"

"We'll talk about this later."

Ernst shook his head decisively, neither outright refusing nor directly agreeing.

He had no intention of giving Ulbian and Agor a price so quickly; at this point, it was best to keep them in suspense.

As for the problem of the [Deep Blue Tree], he definitely needs to solve it. He also understands that with Terra's current abilities, trying to deal with Hai Si is most likely wishful thinking. Therefore, in the end, he will most likely have to go to Trevor Friston, or even Precys.

But that's a story for another time.

Moreover, besides those two, he wasn't without other options.

For example, a prophet, or should we call him a "doctor"?

Ernst originally intended to wait and see what would happen in Chernobog at the end of 1096.

After all, although this was his first time time-traveling, he had read quite a few time-travel novels. He had heard of the concept of "historical revisionism." He wanted to see if a riot would still break out in Chernobog under the current circumstances.

It might not necessarily be a reunion movement; it could be a movement to bring people back to life or a movement to kill them.

But now it seems there's no need for that.

It seems that this is an overemphasis on appearances. The people are the creators of history. In other words, as long as there are enough people on his side, he can naturally create history. Why does he need to care about the so-called "historical revision power"?

Dare to come? We'll make it fly!

I'll contact Kal'tsit and Amiya when I get back to see if I can get the Doctor out of there early to help me cope with the pressure!

But what reason should we use? Or should we just reveal our identities to Kal'tsit directly?

She herself said she wasn't looking for "treasure".

I suddenly miss that lynx. Every day she was gone, Ernst missed her "hoarse" sounds.

Seeing that Ernst had made his stance clear, Ulpian knew this was a signal that he was waiting for a higher offer. (IV)

In other words, it's time for him to make an offer.

After exchanging a glance with Goredia and receiving her support, Ulbian spoke:

“I can help you get direct access to the highest levels of Agor.”

“I think this was originally in our initial cooperation agreement,” Ernst said, looking at Greta.

Goredia shook her head:

“Establishing contact and holding a summit meeting directly are two different things, and Mr. Ernst should understand that as well.”

"Agor is vast, far exceeding the small territory of Terra. Our footprints are all over the ocean, and even when the sea monsters are rampant, Agor has never truly shown weakness. The leaders of Agor, most of the time, do not have any communication with the land."

“I know you despise our arrogance, but I’m truly sorry, that’s just how it is.”

"Like me, you hope that there will be people of a high enough level who will attach importance to this cooperation between the ocean and the land."

Ernst smiled, neither confirming nor denying, but instead asked a question:

"Who can you help me contact? How much influence does he have in Agor?"

When this was mentioned, Gretia, who was usually known for her straightforwardness, suddenly hesitated.

It's not that she didn't want to say it, it's just that this title rarely appeared even when she spoke it.

After stammering for a moment, the second captain of the deep-sea hunters gritted his teeth and uttered a word that Ernst recognized all too well:

"my mother."

Ernst: "?"

"My mother is the highest-ranking official in Agor."

"If we were to draw an analogy, it would be equivalent to one of the five permanent members of your international summit."

That's a sentence that feels so familiar.

Ernst felt the divine stone on his chest, a sensation comparable to what he often said:

"My sister is a saint, and I am above Jeragand!"

Well, so the world is just a giant tadpole looking for its mother.

Chapter 756 I haven't finished repaying this favor, you have to repay it too (h)

Carmen met Alfonso again.

This time, he finally had the chance to be alone with Alfonso.

This was all thanks to Ernst. Alfonso had come with him, and after bumping into them on the road, Ernst noticed something fishy about the two of them. So he stopped Carmen and asked him to come with him.

Now, Ernst and the others went into the power room, while Alfonso stayed outside with Carmen.

How could they not see what Ernst meant?

However, both of them were quite old, and now that they met again, they found it difficult to say anything sentimental.

Carmen looked at the white-haired old man before her, at the deep wrinkles on his face, at his almost completely emaciated arms, and at his dark, bluish-black body beneath his tattered clothes. She glanced at the chipped knife in his hand, and several times she wanted to speak, but each time she swallowed her words at the last second.

Finally, Alfonso, half-annoyed, spat, reached out, and punched Carmen in the chest, demanding:

"What, you dare to point a cannon at me, but now you don't even have the guts to look me in the eye?"

"Carmen, how come I never realized you were such an ungrateful person? Or is it that after all these decades, I can still recognize you, but you can't recognize me anymore?"

Carmen's eyes dimmed for a moment, and she took a small half-step back.

The moment Alfonso touched him, his body almost instinctively wanted to pull out his hand cannon.

This is his stress response to Hai Si.

Humans are also evolving, and for decades they have been active on the front lines against the Seachilds. Carmen has also learned how to distinguish the aura of the Seachilds from that of humans. Standing in front of her, Alfonso speaks Iberian, joking about their still vague past, lamenting his ruthlessness and their friendship, but Carmen only senses the aura of the Seachilds on him.

He is no longer human.

Alfonso was right; Carmen didn't even dare to look Alfonso directly in the eye. He was afraid of seeing the true "humanity" in it, and that would shake his long-held beliefs.

Alfonso.

Carmen turned her face away and looked out the porthole at the calm sea. Scattered on the surface were the corpses of the sea creatures, and bubbles and shadows would occasionally appear on the surface, dragging the corpses into the water.

Haisi is recycling their "nutrients".

Carmen is also regaining her "rationality".

After a long pause, he took a deep breath and asked coldly:

"You shouldn't have survived."

Alfonso's expression, which had been tinged with the smile of reuniting with an old friend, suddenly turned somber.

He gave Carmen a deep look:

“You’ve changed a lot, Carmen. You weren’t like this before.”

"There's more without you, Alfonso."

Carmen replied,

“We are all old men. I am over a hundred years old this year. If it weren’t for the secret method of prolonging life, I wouldn’t be alive now.”

"But Alfonso, what about you?"

"What has been the price you paid for living this long? Did you make a deal with those filthy Deep Sea Cultists? Or did you succumb to the temptations of Hai Si?"

"fart!"

Alfonso roared, interrupting Carmen's barrage of questions.

"You've traveled all the way to my Iberia just to question me?!"

"After that disaster, the Golden Fleet was almost completely wiped out, with only the Stuttgart surviving. I gathered all the surviving crew members and held out in this sea for over sixty years! When the food ran out, I fished for scales and killed sea creatures to eat! When the water ran out, I drank blood and collected morning dew in bottles and jars! The Deep Sea Cultists did come, and their heads are still piled up under my throne, serving as my drinking bowls!"

"I and my crew, every single one of them is a hero! We have never yielded to anything for a single moment!"

"What right do you have to slander me like this? What have you done?!"

Carmen didn't turn around; her voice remained calm, as if Alfonso's anger hadn't affected her reason at all.

"The Great Tranquility is what you call the aftermath of the disaster. The port city of Rhea Iberia sank, and the seawater crashed onto the land, directly altering the entire Iberian coastline."

"All the Eyes of Iberia have gone out, all the Agor-Iberian technological creations have failed, and our proud national broadcasting system, which used to transmit the Emperor's voice to every corner of the Empire, has fallen silent on that day after uttering only a comforting broadcast."

"At that time, I was in Perdoni, now the capital of Iberia."

"Before the destruction of Iberia, Mania, Anchorage, Diack, and a few others, together with me, reorganized the state church and became [saints]."

A look of surprise flashed across Alfonso's face.

He certainly knew what a saint was.

The state religion of Iberia is actually a branch of Lateranism, and for a considerable period of time, Iberia primarily practiced Lateranism. It wasn't until later, when the Agorians came ashore, bringing their advanced technology, that Iberia's national strength developed significantly. From then on, Iberia gradually began to attempt to break free from the influence of other countries on various levels.

This naturally includes religion.

Ultimately, at the king's behest, the Iberian State Church declared it would decide its own appointments of bishops and amended parts of the Lateran canon, moving towards serving the imperial power and ultimately parting ways with Lateran. The title of "Saint," once held by the Lateran Pope, thereafter became merely a title, bestowed upon someone else.

—The King of Iberia.

Reorganizing the Church of England and declaring herself a saint—even though Carmen didn't mention the specific process, Alfonso knew that these two actions meant Carmen had changed her identity.

Like him, he also built his own Iberia upon the legacy of the Golden Iberia. He too proclaimed himself king.