People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

As the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, he knows far too much about the issue of demons. For one thing, that old bastard, the Celestial Master, has been stationed on the northern defense line of Great Wilderness City. Isn't it precisely because without him in charge that the northern demon defense line simply cannot remain stable?

The Yan Kingdom is fighting against evil spirits in the north and blocking the Hai Si in the south. Internally, it also has to deal with the great thunder of the awakening of the Sui Beast. Many times, it's not that they want to close themselves off from the world, but that they really can't spare the time and energy to engage in the scheming and intrigue with the other nations of Terra.

It can be said that the Yan Kingdom has the deepest understanding of Terra's crisis caused by demons.

When Ernst brought up this matter, the Grand Tutor did not immediately express his opinion, but he was already interested.

The Ursus representative, who thought he was really there to listen to music, was now sweating profusely as everyone talked about things like the Warp and demonic unrest.

Viscount Walton, however, frowned and nodded occasionally as Ernst spoke, clearly having no idea what Ernst was talking about.

Seeing this, Ernst could only sigh inwardly.

The current situation has taken everyone by surprise, including him.

Actually, considering the lineup of delegations from various countries attending the International Music Festival, the level of participation was quite high. After all, strictly speaking, this was just a concert, and the representatives from various countries were currently focused on two main issues: maritime and land cooperation, and the conflict in Lentinium. Ernst had not yet formally begun negotiations for the International Summit on the former, and the latter was still without a result.

Even under these circumstances, many people were sent to support Letania. Even the Duke of Caesar, who was too busy with the conflict in Lentinium, still managed to send Viscount Walton with the best orchestra from his territory, which showed that she had given him a lot of face.

But who knew that what they needed here wasn't a "band" at all.

The absence of a decision-maker meant that the negotiations could only revolve around the two people present who had the final say.

"Your Excellency, Grand Tutor," Ernst said, not intending to waste any more time, and asked directly, "I plan to organize a formal expedition to explore the Corner of Origin. Furthermore, I intend to push for the World Summit's exploration of the Endless Ice Plains and the Black Stream Forest. What are your thoughts?"

The Grand Tutor actually didn't want to be the one to take the lead.

People from Yan State do not like to "compete" in such situations. Ideally, the Grand Tutor felt that he should be one of those who follow the lead.

But Ernst had already asked him directly, so he could only nod.

"It is obvious that the Primordial Horn must be explored and eliminated from the skies of Letania as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be a major blow to the credibility of the entire World Summit and the permanent members of the Security Council."

"As for the exploration of the Endless Icefield and the Black Stream Forest, let's wait until the cooperation between land and sea is finalized. Didn't the Agorians give us a lot of data on the topography and climate of the icefield?"

Ernst nodded, acknowledging this statement.

There were too many things piling up before this: land and sea cooperation, counter-terrorism operations, the conflict in Londinium, Rhodes Island, the opening of the Doctor's Museum, the transfer of the Beast Agent, Kazdelnia's formal entry into the World Summit. The schedule alone was so long that Ernst couldn't even count them all! Although this matter was urgent, Ernst could only tell you not to rush.

We still need to take it one step at a time.

The World Summit may have pushed Archduke Leopold out to take the blame, but just because someone is willing to take the blame doesn't mean the problem doesn't need to be solved.

Just because the arsonist has been caught doesn't mean the fire will stay burning. That's impossible. Especially since the fire was set in Triinttelmere, the capital of the country. Even if people wanted to turn a blind eye, there's nothing they could do.

If the Origin Corner is left hanging there, the negative consequences could be even more severe than the ongoing conflict in Victoria Londinium.

After all, no matter how big the commotion in Lentinium became, once the towering walls were up, no one knew how terrible things were inside. Victorian media didn't have much press freedom; if you dared to publish anything negative, the next day Grey Hats would be knocking on your door with information about your box opening!

So, despite the fierce fighting on the other side, the ordinary people of Victoria were completely unaware of what was happening to their capital thanks to the concerted efforts of the Grand Dukes to blockade the city, and the negative impact of public opinion was actually quite limited.

But this is different for Letania. It's suspended in the sky; anyone with eyes can see it. No matter how hard you try to cover it up, the truth will come out!

Once the news spreads widely, whether it will have a significant impact on the World Summit is another matter, but it will certainly have a significant impact on Letania.

Of the five permanent members of the Security Council, Letania is the worst performer. But since it has become a permanent member, it and the other four countries have become a community of shared interests. Internal strife is acceptable, but no one wants to be laughed at by countries like Casimir and Sargon.

It's clear that Letania is out of control. The timely intervention of the World Summit, following Ernst's proposal, to send some people in to investigate and then figure out a way to get rid of it, is indeed the best solution.

If none of these work, then we'll have to resort to the last resort.

Divine Separator! Cut it off! I think Kazimierz is pretty good. Agor has come ashore now, so you might as well give your position to them!

Of course, nobody wants things to come to that. The World Economic Forum has only been established a short time, and yet there's already a change in the permanent members of the Security Council; this is a blow to the credibility of any international organization. Unless it truly comes down to choosing the lesser of two evils, nobody wants to help someone else "save face."

Will the one who started this be without descendants? Having set this precedent, I might be the next one to follow suit.

The Grand Tutor pursed his lips and turned his gaze to the twin empresses.

In this situation, Ernst stepped in and spoke up for them. The two who should have stayed out of it all now stepped in to shoulder the pressure. But it wasn't enough for them alone.

The real key to saving Letania lies with the Letanians themselves.

Ivignad immediately understood the Grand Tutor's meaning. He took Helimat's hand and said:

"Leytania will cooperate with this operation at all costs. I will immediately organize the expedition team members, and Herlinmat will personally lead the team to the Horn of Origin!"

Herlinmat: ""

She glanced at Ivignad, her eyes filled with helplessness.

"I have no opinion."

Chapter 794 Clementa: To be transformed into the number one traitor

Leitania, Trilintelme, Embassy District of the Core City.

Clementine placed a cup of coffee in front of Ernst, then sat opposite him, a somewhat enigmatic smile on her face.

“What a show I’ve had, Mr. Ernst.”

The International Music Festival, the arrival of the Corner of Origin, an emergency meeting, and a recently decided exploration mission targeting the Corner of Origin.

Was it a good show? It certainly was!

Even with Clementa's self-proclaimed vision and foresight far surpassing those of land dwellers, the events of the past two days had left her somewhat overwhelmed.

Faced with Clementa's slightly provocative tone, Ernst could only sigh.

How can he explain this? I finally managed to build an advantage, and then my teammates inexplicably fed a huge kill! Feeding kills and losing Baron Nashor, they've completely lost face! Now, I'm expecting him to continue discussing land-sea cooperation with Clementine? How can he do that? He doesn't have the ability!

If you're so capable, why don't you do it?

Battle reports can be deceiving, but battle lines can't. Besides, these battle lines are practically blatant lies. Even if Ernst is a silver-tongued man, he can't come up with a coherent story at this point! He can't exactly say that Origin Corner is overwhelming Trilintelme and showing signs of defeat, while the Twin Queens are holding down Letania and making a victorious retreat, can he?

I laughed out of anger!

Ernst sometimes wondered if these countries, after dividing up Gaul, which resembled a French nation from another world, had all been tainted by the curse of France? And by the most vicious and inverse kind of ancestor.

"You can never occupy Paris before France surrenders," and for Victoria and Letania, it's: "You can never keep your capital before you surrender!"

Otherwise, how could so many messy things happen in capital cities?

Ernst really doesn't have a good temper. It would be amazing if he could hold back from cursing when he had such incredible teammates! If he weren't so lacking in energy and afraid of the negative impact, he would have liked to follow the example of his ancestors and use some witchcraft to stab these two little devils!

He didn't believe it, but it felt very satisfying.

Despite his sighs, the burden still fell on his shoulders. Did the leaders of other countries not know that in the end, negotiations come down to strength? They knew it all too well! So at this moment, they had no intention of letting Ernst rest or finding someone to take his place.

This was originally a great job, but now it's a total pain! → Part Two

Since that's the case, and given the general assessment that this land is so lacking in virtue, then naturally, if someone is useful, use them until they die! Ernst received the news when he woke up this morning. He had originally planned to try and get a share of the pie, but now the entire delegation of Leitanians and Victorians has all scattered.

It's as if nobody ever mentioned it!

After all that, he was still the only one sitting there negotiating with Clementa.

"Miss Clementa,"

Ernst took a deep breath and forced himself to pull himself together.

"Tell me Agor's thoughts?"

At this point, arguing about the situation will only make the already disadvantaged land forces even weaker. Unless Agor comes up with a ruthless move like Letania, giving Ernst leverage, it would be better to cut their losses and start making offers.

Clementine smiled, propped her chin up, and began to speak, having already prepared her words:

"First, the sea-land alliance, with Agor in a dominant position. I think Agor and the land forces should have reached a consensus on this point, right?"

How could there not be a consensus on this?

The land-based organization is in such a sorry state that if this incident had occurred in any country outside the five permanent members of the UN Security Council, even a regional power like Kazimir, Ernst could still argue that "the countries in the Security Council are the backbone and essence of Terra!" But the one that had this problem is Letania!

Is there a significant gap between Letania and Casimir? On paper, not really. But there's a considerable difference in their social standing! Take the matter of losing face, for example: is it the same as a one-year-old wetting their pants versus a thirty- or forty-year-old adult wetting their pants?

2. Ernst nodded:

"I can't agree right away. But personally, I think there's really no suspense about this."

Clementine nodded in satisfaction and then said:

"Regarding the matter of meeting the [Preservator], is there a way to get the [Preservator] to go to Agor?"

Sørensen frowned slightly:

"why?"

"The Preservator is a sage of the prehistoric civilization. As the eldest son of the prehistoric civilization, the Agor civilization wants to show him Agor's current achievements."

Lukemenza answered.

4. To be honest, Ernst didn't quite believe this reason.

Agor is showing the Preservator his current achievements? What achievements? Technological achievements he found while scavenging heritage?

Agor is probably far from reaching a level that would attract the attention of prehistoric civilizations.

Ernst is more inclined to believe that Agor wants to take this opportunity to simply leave the Preservator, or at least a clone of the Preservator, in Agor!

The Preservator possesses far too many treasures; finding this one legacy is more valuable than Agor traversing the land for a hundred years!

Ernst thought about it and realized that this matter wouldn't actually do him or Lu Di much harm, but he really couldn't agree to it:

"It's highly unlikely that the Preservator will go to Agor. It's highly unlikely that the Preservator will go to Agor."

Clementine asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why do you say that?"

She could see Ernst's hesitation; it seemed he wasn't considering the interests of the World Summit, but something else entirely.

"Uh," Ernst said, interlacing his fingers to organize his thoughts. "This matter is rather complicated, so I'll try to explain it to you in a simpler way."

“It’s alright, we have plenty of time. I can stay here with you alone for a month.”

That wouldn't take that long. Besides, if you and I spent a month alone together, the wine reviews in that ditch would probably start to explode!

Prime Minister Ernst won over the Agorians in a month by selling ditch, and the sea and land negotiations were successfully concluded!

Ernst didn't want to see those baseless rumors spread!

“To put it simply,” Ernst paused, “the Preservator has a child.”

Jockeymensa: "?"

Clementine's eyes narrowed visibly, and her expression twisted to some extent, just like the meme Ernst often saw in his previous life.

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It took her CPU a long time to catch up.

"Mr. Ernst, your summary is a bit too simplistic."

"What do you mean by 'the Preserver' having a child? Does this sage from a prehistoric civilization still have descendants in the world?"

“No, that’s not it,” Ernst shook his head, “but the child is indeed his own.”

Sulfur is not a bloodline, but it is a biological offspring.

6. Clementine really wanted to ask Ernst, "Do you know what you're saying?"

But Ernst was not lying.

"This child's name is Mark Max. I believe the Agorians should know this name."

Clementa was taken aback, and looked at Ernst with a hint of disbelief.

Mark Max. They certainly knew that name.

Agor is not entirely ignorant about land; even if he didn't know much about it before, he has conducted relevant background research now that they are about to begin cooperation between land and sea.

Mark Max is the name of the president of Colombia, one of the permanent members of the World Summit.

"Super AI".

Ernst explained,

"Mark Max is a super AI created by the Preservator in the prehistoric era."

"Is he controlled by the [Preservator]?" Clementa asked.

Ernst shook his head: "He listens to the [Preserver]."

Clementine opened her mouth, but was momentarily speechless.

Clementa is no stranger to the term AI.

Agor's science and technology are very advanced, but they abandoned research on "artificial intelligence" a long time ago.

The renowned Ager philosopher once asserted that it would be a waste to endow machines with emotions and complex thoughts. They should simply perform simple, repetitive tasks for us, contributing to society, liberating the Ager people, and allowing us to dedicate more energy to fields such as science, art, and literature.