People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Clementsa said,

“The deep-sea hunters are much more sincere than Agor. Agor has too much arrogance and hypocrisy.”

Goredia has a chance to return to a normal life. Heratia is now in power. Although Agor society is moving closer to advanced civilization and does not value family ties and bloodlines as much as on land, she is still Heratia's daughter.

Even if someone doubts her, at this critical juncture, no one will bring it up.

I wouldn't mind adding another "died from injuries" to the list of victims of natural disasters.

However, Goredia and Laurentina resolutely chose to stay with Skadi.

They are comrades-in-arms, and even when it's a veterans' barbecue, they don't intend to let Skadi drive alone.

"By the way, Miss Greta asked me to apologize to you. She said: I am very sorry for what happened back then."

Clementine was somewhat puzzled.

"What happened between you two?"

Ernst raised an eyebrow, knowing what Gladys was referring to, but still shook his head and said:

"No, it's nothing."

The matter of the Deep Sea Church is already in the past.

He was indeed petty, but he would retaliate in private. On this occasion, in front of Clementa, he decided to give this deep-sea hunter who was about to come ashore some face.

After all, Ernst also had things he wanted them to do.

"After the deep-sea hunters come to land, do they have specific duties?"

Ernst asked.

Clementine shook her head, then nodded:

“There are no specific instructions from the local authorities, but this is a small matter that shouldn’t trouble Mr. Ernst. I can arrange a liaison officer position for them.”

This was Clementa's own way of governing.

As she said, she did not support Agor's decision on the Deepsea Hunter issue, but since the matter was already settled, Clementsa could only try to make amends within the scope of her authority.

This is both compensation for the deep-sea hunters and compensation for Ernst who had to put in the effort.

As for Agor's compensation to the land, that's a separate matter.

Ernst waved his hand:

"Since they don't have any positions for the time being, I might as well let them stay by my side."

“I happen to need a few bodyguards. The Deep Sea Hunter should be able to fill that role.”

Ernst made this decision for a reason.

He does indeed lack the protection of conventional forces, relying on the great god Yeragand, which is convenient but ultimately a waste of his talents.

If dealing with a few thugs requires the intervention of the great god Yeragand, that would be too abstract.

Moreover, Ernst has not yet figured out Skadi's "familiarity" with him. Although there are some guesses, further verification is needed.

After that night, Ernst's opinion of Precys also changed somewhat.

In simpler terms—their favorability rating has increased.

If possible, he would also like to have some interaction with this scientist from the previous civilization, especially given his upcoming trip to exhume the coffin of the Doctor.

As for Goredia...

She was just an extra.

Clementa was clearly curious about the proposal, especially after Gretia's inexplicable "apology."

But Ernst didn't elaborate, and the little devil's gossipy nature remained unfulfilled.

Let's ask Gretia then.

She nodded and replied:

"I'll discuss it with the deep-sea hunters."

"But personally, I feel there shouldn't be any problem."

After she finished speaking, she and Ernst exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly.

Ernst had said the same thing during the last negotiation.

The same.

Chapter 800 Deep Sea Hunter Barbecue

Some people are very sensitive to their situation, while others will ignore you even if you are sarcastic or sarcastic.

It wasn't that she was particularly shrewd; it's just that she genuinely didn't understand.

Skadi never felt there was anything wrong with her treatment in Agor, even though everyone, including the sharks and swordfish, subtly reminded her that her situation was dangerous, she didn't pay much attention.

Or rather, they don't know how to care, or where to care.

Why do you say my situation is bad? Shouldn't I be eating and sleeping as usual? Agor's condition has been so bad lately, yet she hasn't been asked to work as a deep-sea hunter.

A few days ago, when communication between Mirijuarium and the mainland was cut off, she even went to see Clementsa. Not for any other reason than she was bored and wanted to lend a hand!

"Before becoming a deep-sea hunter, my ambition was to become a submarine electrical grid maintenance engineer. I even obtained a professional qualification certificate!"

"Since there's no fighting going on right now, why don't I go with the fleet to check it out? If there's a problem with the underwater power grid, I might be able to help?"

"Besides, I am capable of protecting myself!"

Skadi spoke quite a bit, which shows how strong her sense of belonging to Agor was.

But Clementa simply smiled wryly and declined, explaining, "Mirialium has more than enough manpower; there's no reason to send a hero to fix the cables."

Skadi didn't say anything after hearing this. She figured that since Clementa said so, Miriam probably did have enough manpower. She decided to continue eating and drinking as usual.

I don't know why Laurentina and Grandia had such strange expressions after hearing that.

In terms of treatment, Clementa never neglected them.

But today, Clementa suddenly came over and chatted with Grandia in a closed room for several hours, which made Skadi a little curious.

"Shark, what do you think Swordfish and Clementa are talking about?"

Skadi asked a question, which was unusual for her.

Laurentina looked Skadi up and down, as if she'd seen the sun rise in the west, and gave her a thumbs-up in amazement:

"Skadi, you've grown up."

Skadi paused slightly, looked down, and raised her arms and legs to examine them: "Where is this?"

Laurentina felt she had spoken a little too soon. She didn't seem to have grown up yet.

She smiled and ruffled Skadi's long, soft hair:

"Don't worry about it, Swordfish will handle everything. We just need to wait."

"Hmm." Skadi nodded and didn't say anything more.

About ten minutes later, Goredia and Clementusa came out together. 4【^,

Greta spoke up:

"Skadi, Laurentina, we'll be heading ashore soon."

Laurentina seemed to have anticipated this outcome. Despite her carefree and unconventional thinking, how could she have broken free from conventional thinking at every juncture if she hadn't seen through every detail?

She glanced at Clementa, then nodded.

Skadi, however, was somewhat curious:

"Any new assignments?"

She wasn't actually opposed to the land, but having just returned to Agor and having to go back to the land immediately made her feel a bit uneasy.

Should we just ignore Hai Si? Shouldn't we rebuild the Deepsea Hunters? And where is Captain Ulpian now? Shouldn't we just stop looking for him?

Clementine met Skadi's innocent and simple gaze, and instinctively wanted to look away, but her gaze paused slightly in mid-air before turning back to meet her eyes:

"It's a new mission."

“Miriam cannot remain afloat indefinitely, and I myself cannot remain the liaison between the sea and the land forever. Agor needs a few people who can take on this important task.”

“Deepsea Hunters are a good fit. You all know Ernst, the representative from the land region, don’t you?”

Skadi nodded.

They knew each other; she even worked as Ernst's bodyguard for a while, as did Laurentina.

"So, this burden falls on our shoulders?"

Laurentina laughed, it was unclear whether she was asking Clementa or explaining to Skadi.

Skadi had no objection to this mission assignment, or rather, she had no objection to any mission assignment.

She would carry out any mission, no matter how dangerous. This was the principle of Team Three, the first lesson Professor Ulpian had taught her.

Therefore, at the exact moment when Ulpian fell to Zero, she raised her sword and slashed at [Newborn].

She didn't think that much about it, nor did she know how much that decision would change her life in the future. All she knew was that this was a mission, so she just had to see if she could kill him or not!

Clementa looked at Skadi, who remained silent, with a touch of sadness.

She was telling the truth, but only part of it.

As for the real reason, Greta knew, and Laurentina guessed, but neither of them was willing to say it.

Breakups should be done gracefully; don't say too many apologies.

"Once we get ashore, listen to Mr. Ernst; he's a good man."

Clementine never imagined that she would one day make such a judgment about people on land, especially a politician.

Good people are so rare. Civil servants whose morals have been hollowed out are filled with nothing but money, power, lust, fame, and the whole country. How can anyone be called a good person?

But Clementa just couldn't think of any better evaluation.

Outstanding? Excellent? Great?

These words are too cheap. She occasionally writes short literary works like hymns of praise, purely as a hobby, and these words have been used on countless people in her hands.

The word "good person" is the first and perhaps the last time she uses it to describe someone.

He is the gentlest person on land, the strongest person, and the most unique person.

If possible, she would write him a short poem next time they met.

The deep-sea hunters were each lost in their own thoughts. Life on land wasn't entirely unfamiliar to them, but it was, after all, another "world" different from Agor's. At that moment, none of them noticed the strange light in Clementa's eyes until she calmed the turmoil in her heart, came to her senses, and took the initiative to speak:

"Speaking of which, Greta, do you and Ens have any conflict?"

Grandia's expression froze, and she glared at Clementa.

She had subtly inquired about this question more than once while they were in the room. But Gladys remained tight-lipped, so Clementa stopped.

Goredia thought she had given up, but she didn't expect to find her here!

Sure enough, before Gladys could stop her, Skadi chimed in:

"The second captain assassinated Ernst."

"I was thinking of giving up, you're right."

Goredia wanted to argue further, but seeing Skadi's pure and unadulterated gaze, she chose to remain silent.

There's no arguing with her; Skadi's gaze is so intimidating that anything she says is practically a declaration of war in the arena of wits.

Clementine was stunned when she heard the news.

She had thought that the conflict between Ernst and Gretia was just a minor matter caused by "Agor's arrogance," but she was wrong.

"Then I think I should reassess your decision to go ashore."

Clementine spoke with a rare seriousness.

Goredia pursed her lips: "I will apologize to him in person."

In the political arena, there are no permanent enemies or permanent friends, only permanent interests. It's not uncommon to see nations that were at each other's throats yesterday now shaking hands and standing closely on the same side.

Grandia knew that what she had done was unethical, so she was prepared to make amends.