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Enya is proud of her younger brother, but as the saint of Shelag, she also knows that for Shelag to develop, more "Shelag people" need to step forward; one person's heroism is not enough.

Lola is this "role model for ordinary people".

The first university student in Kjerag, the Minister of Architecture in Kjerag, one of the builders of the new town of Kjerag and the site of the World Summit, and now the "chief architect of the Black Gold Hall"!

She achieved a leap in social class and is destined to become a bright star in Shelag, a role model for countless young people in Shelag!

To be honest, Enya was a little envious of her. After all, she was good at math and science, which could help Ernst much more than her older sister who only talked about scriptures.

Lola waved her hand, somewhat flattered:

"Your Holiness, this is what I should do! Young Master Ernst entrusted me with this task; he trusts me so much, I must do it well!"

"I don't ask for the blessings of the great god Yeragand, but if possible, please bless young master Ernst more. He always puts himself in very dangerous places and needs the great god Yeragand to keep an eye on him!"

Enya paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Will do."

As she spoke, she turned her head slightly and nudged the somewhat absent-minded Ya'er.

"You're right, aren't you, Ya'er?"

"what?"

Ya'er suddenly snapped out of her daze and nodded.

"Right, right, right?"

He didn't hear what Enya and Lola had just said; all he could think about was going on stage to sing.

Singing songs to praise oneself.

He desperately wanted to cry for help, just like when that brat Actos repaired that round-faced statue of His last time, He directly used the divine stone to call out to Ernst: "Child, danger! Return at once!"

But when He wanted to do it, He realized—this time it won't work!

How could He say to Ernst, "Ernst, could you please not let Al sing on stage?"

That won't do! Wouldn't that be an admission of guilt?!

After all, it was Ya'er who sang on stage, what does it have to do with you, Yeragand?

But if she didn't say it, as the head lady-in-waiting of Manju, she would definitely have to go on stage with Enya and the Manju choir!

Now the stubborn one has become blocked at both ends!

The only option at the moment seems to be to take a gamble, hoping that no one in the audience recognizes him!

Well, this isn't actually difficult. After all, this is Letania, and the people Yeragand knows are all Sherag people. The few outsiders, whether it's [Sami] or [Timeline], aren't the type to like joining in the fun.

Gawain, that shameless guy, might come to laugh at Him, but He could barely tolerate Him if He was the only one there.

As for Nian, Ling, and Xi, Ya'er doesn't know if they will come, but she usually gets along well with the three of them, so she probably won't be laughed at.

There's no way to solve this. It's an unsolvable problem. Either you overcome your own hurdle, swallow your shame, and go on stage to sing. Or you overcome other people's hurdles and ask Ernst for help, but if you do that, all those things he said and did before, and his past of secretly spying on you, will become even more...

Ugh, Kurushi! If all that were to be revealed, He might as well be dead!

A level-two behemoth let out a terrible wail!

He didn't notice, but his reaction aroused Enya's suspicion.

Why did Ya'er react this way?

Could she have guessed wrong? Is it true that Ya'er really has no connection with Jeragand?

This speculation didn't just arise recently; it began when Jeragund recruited Muelseth to be a teacher at Manju Academy. From any perspective, the idea that the great Jeragund needed to study was utterly absurd, and the elders of Manju Academy exclaimed that it was blasphemous! This was a desecration of the omniscient and omnipotent Jeragund! Enya didn't object at the time and pushed things forward, but she also felt that something was amiss.

On several subsequent occasions, she noticed that Muirsey and Ya'er often chatted together, and they were always talking about "academic" issues. She then developed a strange sixth sense.

Don't ask, just use a woman's intuition!

In the days that followed, she tested Ya'er many times, but Ya'er never revealed any flaws. This was supposed to be her last test, but it seemed that Ya'er's reaction was somewhat different from what she had expected.

Perhaps she really guessed wrong?

As he pondered this, a call came from afar:

"Sister Enya, Brother Ernst has arrived!"

It's Enshia's voice!

Thanks to the treatment from Rhine Lab and Rhodes Island, her Oripathy is under very good control. As long as she takes her medication on time and lives like a normal person, she should have no problems!

She couldn't make it to the World Games last time, but of course she has to come to this grand World Music Festival!

Upon hearing Encia's voice, Enya, Ya'er, and Lola, three people thinking about different things, all looked up at the same time.

Enciodes also appeared at just the right moment (he had actually been standing to the side for a while, but couldn't find a topic to join the somewhat awkward conversation), and smiled and nodded at the three of them:

"Greetings, Your Majesty; greetings, Minister Lola; greetings, Miss Ya'er." 4) Four 2

Enya pouted and glanced at him: "Good afternoon, Ensiodis."

The other two also greeted him.

Horn Peak, who was standing nearby, stepped in to smooth things over:

"Let's go, sir, young lady, and two others. It's not easy to meet in a foreign land, so don't keep young Master Ernst waiting."

Chapter 783 Ensiodis: Yes, I formed a band!

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is a very heartwarming thing.

In Ernst's previous life, the phrase "fellow countrymen meeting each other" had become largely stigmatized due to the collapse of social trust, but in Terra, this phrase still carries considerable weight.

People will have different opinions about you because of where you were born, and if you happen to be from the same place as someone, you will indeed receive preferential treatment. This may also be a result of the unique "local clique" structure of feudal lords.

But today, Ernst certainly won't talk about politics.

Enshiodis, Enya, and Enshia—their family rarely got together like this, especially in a foreign land. For Ernst, who had been away from home for so long, this reunion allowed him to rediscover the warmth of Sherag.

It's like lying in a warm bed in winter, feeling hungry and cold, and then finding a house with a small stove, which makes you feel very relaxed.

Ernst would use this word to describe his state of mind at that moment.

Even though he was about to be busy with an international concert that required attention to every aspect, at least for the moment he was relaxed.

This made him temporarily suppress his embarrassment even though he saw Ya'er hiding behind Enya, and he didn't mention anything about the performance.

Well, if Jeragund himself doesn't bring it up, he won't either. Whoever gets involved in this is doomed.

Xiao Gaowen really loves to stir up trouble, he's got a death wish. He's dragged in every distant relative he could think of! Hopefully, the great Yeragand will be able to stay rational.

Otherwise, it's likely that Sherag won't need the small stove and the Balrog Safar's heating for many years to come.

Q: By the way, is the heat brought by the red heat of the Yeragand god considered natural underfloor heating? Is there any theory that there will be many more natural hot springs in Yeragand in the future?

The more Ernst thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense!

Sure enough, risks and opportunities go hand in hand; Kjerag has added another hot tourist attraction!

Hey Jeragund, why don't you just make the sacrifice and contribute to our economic development?

It doesn't matter if you disagree, as long as you, the great god Yeragand, speak up, I, Ernst, will settle this matter for you even if it means my death.

The question is whether you, sir, can bring yourself to ask.

Qi Ernst didn't really have a choice. He couldn't very well go up and help Ya'er escape on his own, could he? That would be too obvious! The great god Yeragand wasn't stupid either; he could definitely tell that he knew something.

He too will die.

6. Ernst couldn't just cancel Sherag's show; that wouldn't make sense. Enya had finally found this opportunity, and seeing her enthusiasm, Ernst really couldn't bring himself to discourage her! Besides, even if Ernst did stop them from singing the Jeragund Hymn, what would happen next? What would Sherag sing?

Sam Eun-ah and the others have been preparing for so long, and this is the song they are most familiar with, so they can't just not sing it, right?

Alas, what a terrible son he was! The great god Jeragund was stubborn and indecisive, and so was he.

The best solution right now isn't actually nonexistent. It's to find a few more behemoths to sing along with the great god Yeragand!

2. There's no need to sing hymns or anything like that. As long as other giant beasts come up on stage to sing, the shame of the great god Yeragand will be greatly reduced!

It's like Nan Tong; if you were the only one like Nan Tong, it might be embarrassing to admit it, but if you're in Chengdu, it's a different story. You might even be able to order dishes directly from the "Must-Eat List of Chengdu"!

But the problem is that this solution is easier said than done!

Ernst wasn't unfamiliar with the other behemoths; he knew both Sami and Time Sequence, but how could they possibly go up and sing!

[Sami] What are you singing? Shall I call out a mic for you? [Shixu] What are you singing? Shall I beep twice to announce the time?

Anyone who didn't know better would think their alarm clock had gone off!

He was helpless; he was truly helpless.

Ernst glanced at Ya'er with a hint of apology, then silently turned his head away.

The world is cold and cruel. I never thought that Ernst, who was so wise all his life, would be helpless in such a trivial matter!

Why not just arrange for Gawain and the others to go to another venue to avoid catching Jeragand's performance?

But will that work? The beast lord might not even have a seat, and he might just run back, so it'll all be for nothing.

Let's think about how to comfort the great god Yeragand. Or maybe we could go to Manjusaka and say that I can do anything, and then ask for two more statues to be built.

While Ernst was deep in thought, Enciodes noticed Ernst's brow, which had finally relaxed but was now slightly furrowed again.

He waved to Enya, indicating that he wanted to talk to Ernst. Enya glared at him.

He pursed his lips, patted his chest, and promised that he would never talk about work. Enya looked at him suspiciously before letting go of Ernst's hand.

Enshiodis immediately said:

"Ernst, come here for a second."

Ernst snapped out of his reverie, glanced at Enciodis, raised an eyebrow, and followed him to a corner of the stage.

"what happened?"

"Ernst, don't you think it's a bit much to have Enya sing the 'Hymn to Jeragund'?"

"do not think so."

Ernst shook his head.

He knew what Ensioudis wanted to say, but he had to admit that the Jeragund Hymn was indeed a hallmark of Sherag music.

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The music of Sherag is mostly ritual music, serving the elaborate ritual procedures of the Manju Temple. After the High Elder's soul was scattered, this procedure was simplified considerably by Enya and Ernst, and ordinary Sherag people were also allowed to perform rituals for the great god Yeragand at the Manju Temple. However, in terms of music, it can only be said that everything takes time, and there has indeed been no change here.

Ernst believed that once outside cultures were introduced, various new musical styles would emerge in Jeragund, but judging from the current situation, Jeragund Hymns are already the most popular and least mystical of the ritual music.

Most importantly, this is Enya singing.

"Brother, if you don't want to have another falling out with Sister Enya, you'd better not do anything underhanded in this matter."

Ernst offered a kind reminder.

That's really well-intentioned. Everyone can see how much Enya values ​​this opportunity and how motivated she is. If Ensiodes were to try to dampen her enthusiasm now, regardless of his stance, he would most likely incur Enya's resentment once again!

"Are you so intolerant of me doing anything? Do you really not believe I can do anything well? Do you look down on me that much?"

Ernst could even vividly imitate Enya's tone, asking Ensiodes a series of three questions.

This is why Ernst never considered changing the song.

Ensiodis's expression indeed changed several times.

After a long silence, he sighed and nodded:

"Indeed, I haven't thought about it enough."

His stance wasn't actually wrong. On such a stage, the songs sung naturally have their own considerations. Strictly speaking, "Hymn to Jeragund" isn't even a song.

For Enciodes, who strives to align with international standards, it's not hard to understand why he wanted to switch to a different, more "normal" song.

However, before Ernst turned to leave, Enchiodes called him back again:

"Ernst, wait a minute."

"To be honest, although Xie Lag's songs are indeed not suitable for modification, I think you still need to know about this band."

"What do you mean?"

Ernst stopped and turned around, somewhat puzzled.

A band? Isn't Ensiodis's band something Kalan Trade formed themselves? How could he hire a band from outside?