People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

"Then who will manage Lentinium?"

Alina pouted, seemingly a little reproachful.

Talulah's eyes darted around, and she immediately grabbed Alina's small hand and shook it:

"Alina~"

"I can't do anything."

Alina said,

“I am now a member of the Presbyterian Order of Mount Saint. Being an advisor is fine, but I can’t really take charge of things.”

“However, Talulah, you actually have many ready-made candidates; you can ask for their opinions.”

“Miss Clovisia, Miss Alleide, so many citizen representatives, even Lieutenant Colonel Leto.”

She earnestly advised:

“Talulah, you are not building Londinium alone, just as Mr. Ernst is not building Shelag and the International Summit alone.”

"Human strength has its limits. Even someone as capable as Mr. Ernst couldn't possibly manage everything on his own, including the Scherrager Summit, the World Summit, and all the big and small things in Terra."

"So, don't always think about solving everything by yourself. This is both advice and a warning. Don't forget what kind of Lentinium you originally wanted to build."

Talulah nodded somewhat absentmindedly:

"I understand."

Chapter 995: Unleash the ultimate insult on Abrahina!

"I am Abrahana Dublin, leader of the Tara Armed Independent Organization [Deep Pool] 6, a descendant of the 9th Delacroix Red Dragon." (43^6)

"I didn't die. I was just imprisoned by a terrifying, cruel, cold-blooded, shameless, and immoral evil snow leopard."

“I don’t need you to send me money or transfer any amount of francs. All you need to do is come to the innermost room on the left side of the second floor of the Shivaish ancestral home in the Shivaish territory at midnight tonight, and let me out. I swear to Jeragand, when I return to Tara, I will appoint you as my Grand General!”

""

"Pfft!"

A barely suppressed snicker rang out, and a laughing emoji (^V^) appeared on the newly upgraded [screen display face] of the Balrog Safar, causing Abrahana, sitting in the corner, to frown.

"You little rascal, you're quite funny, hahaha!"

"enough."

"Hahahahaha!"

"I've said enough!"

Abrahana let out a shout, and the purple flames in her hands surged forth, rushing towards the Fire Demon's steel body.

The Balrog seemed completely caught off guard, sitting there without even stopping his laughter, as he took a blast of Abrahana's purple fire with a stiff face.

An ominous fire, burning life and trampling death, instantly coiled around the Fiery Demon's body, like a venomous snake burrowing into every hole that could deliver a fatal blow, attempting to invade the Fiery Demon's body, corrupt it, burn it, and finally transform it into a slave to death.

But the Flame Demon simply took a deep breath, and all those flames were devoured by the even more intensely burning soul fire. The purple flames struggled a few times with all their might, and then extinguished in a pitiful state.

"Little girl, your fire isn't pure enough."

"Back then, your ancestors flew in the sky, spewing purple fire from their mouths, capable of turning an entire forest into their servants. Even we, the Punishment Clan, had to treat you with utmost respect. It's a pity that each generation is worse than the last!"

Safar flicked up a small flame from his fingertips, outlining the image of a red dragon soaring through the sky. He then reached out and crushed the fire dragon to pieces in an instant, before defiantly raising his chin at Abrahana.

Abrahana clicked her tongue indifferently, turned her head away, seemingly unconcerned about such an insulting provocation.

But the girl's blush was more powerful than any profanity.

Her mood was clearly not as calm as she appeared.

If Talulah's personality is strong-willed, then Abrahina's personality is simply competitive!

She wanted to win, to keep winning, no matter what! She enjoyed the feeling of having everything under control, the feeling of manipulating the pieces like a supreme monarch, and the feeling of crushing her opponent with absolute power when faced with provocation, and then using her own flames to snatch him back from the brink of death and make him her servant!

Override!

She often said things like, "Becoming a king is my destiny," but in reality, she didn't believe in destiny at all. Or rather, she felt that she was destiny itself.

Therefore, she can comfortably arrange for her sister to do whatever she wants without feeling the slightest bit uncomfortable about it.

Because, deep down, she believed that there was no difference between her arrangements and "fate's arrangements."

Even fate cannot challenge her authority!

But some people might ask, if Abrahana is so arrogant, why didn't she fight back when the Balrog provoked her?

The answer is simple.

Fate didn't manifest itself to torment her, but the Balrog could certainly give her a good beating.

If she were capable of winning, would she need anyone to remind her? She would have already made her move!

In fact, after implementing the policy of "avoiding the sharp edge and making concessions" for a long time, and finally getting rid of that magical beast that almost caused her brain death, she immediately planned to escape!

She observed the new guard, who seemed to be a useless tin can. As always, there were no other guards assisting him outside. Ernst was said to have gone on another long trip and had not yet returned.

A once-in-a-millennium opportunity, a three-way balance of power! The time has come, let us rise in rebellion today!

She tried to sneak out that very night.

Then she was captured by the Flame Demon.

You play with fire? I play with fire too! Your fire is female; it won't work when it comes to me, the male!

As for what happened next, it can only be described as extremely cruel, and it is not suitable for young snow leopards to watch.

In short, she was thrown back into her room.

She tried several more times, including but not limited to sneak attacks, charging up powerful attacks, and area-of-effect attacks, but all of them failed.

The other party's compatibility with her was too poor, and the other party kept saying "your ancestors are like this and that," which put tons of mental pressure on Abrahana's personality, who always thought "I am the boss and heaven is second to none." She was no match for the Flame Demon at all!

She understood immediately.

This Sherag seems to be a hidden master; it seems that force won't work, so we'll have to resort to strategy!

She then used verbal therapy on the other person several more times.

Unsurprisingly, he got a few more good beatings.

Ernst had actually instructed Safar not to be too harsh on Abrahana, and not to treat her like a punching bag, but unfortunately Abrahana just had a really sharp tongue.

You're telling a quintessentially evil Balrog who followed the Sunbinders in their purposive approach to condemnation and wanted to launch a purely physical critique of all the "monsters and demons" (you can't really call them monsters and demons) on Terra, what are you trying to say about "taking you under your wing"? Who are you insulting? Whose Maxim materialism isn't firm enough?

So, after hitting a wall several times, Abrahana finally couldn't stay quiet anymore!

She finally came up with another idea.

Although this method is a bit shameful—she plans to find outside help!

Abrahana believed that her identity as Drak was still somewhat useful. There must be people on this land who were interested in this identity. As long as she could find a way to contact those people, she could get them to work hard from the outside world to get her out!

So she used her purple fire to burn 10 little winged beasts, and placed the "surrender letter" she had prepared on the feet of the little winged beasts, letting them fly away with the letter to find someone to deliver the message.

That's why Abrahina is quite clever.

Considering that the Shelag was likely quite large, the feathered beasts would most likely be found by the Shelag people, and the letter might also fall into their hands, she made a special "localization" to the letter.

For example, try to lower your attitude, soften your tone, and pretend that you are actually very pitiful and innocent, and that you deserve sympathy.

For example, exaggerating the evil of the enemy increases the likelihood of the enemy being disliked and arouses people's sense of justice.

Another example is the finishing touch: swearing an oath to Jeragand—she even knew that the Sherag people were very superstitious about this!

Judging from these points alone, she definitely put in the effort.

Unfortunately, it wasn't used in the right place.

Abrahana was right; the letter had indeed been found by a Sherag.

Her luck could even be described as extremely good, because the person who found the letter was, in theory, not from the same faction as Ernst, and her boss was even a political enemy of Ernst!

Her name was Jian, and she was participating in the rock climbing competition of the Terra Extreme Challenge – the Red Camel Challenge, exclusively sponsored by Kalan Trade: a hard climb of the Matterhorn.

She then relayed this message to Enciodes Yamashita after the match.

Enshiodis thought about it for a moment, and then "inadvertently" revealed it to Enshia during a family dinner.

Enshia told Enya about it when she went to Manju Academy to visit her sister.

So Enya then relayed the message to Hinterlea, who had come to burn incense hoping that nothing unexpected would happen when she invited Ernst next time.

Hinterlea naturally relayed the news to Vina, who was working overtime.

Then came the scene where the Balrog Safar publicly executed Abrahma and read the letter aloud in front of her.

Abrahana's skin has turned red.

Theoretically speaking, the Drak, who burn with purple flames, are a life-stealing species whose bodies are as cold and icy as their fire, symbolizing the authority of death.

But Abrahana could feel the temperature of her cheeks rising and a sudden, sharp pain shooting into her brain.

So she couldn't hold back and attacked Safar again.

Seeing Abrahana huddled in the corner by the bed and ignoring him, the Flame Demon's large screen contorted its lips in a smirk:

"Little girl, do you really want to go out that badly?"

Abrahana did not answer.

"Actually, Ernst told me that if you really want to go out, it's not impossible."

Abrahana remained silent, only silently shifting her gaze over.

The Flame Demon said calmly:

"The conditions are simple."

"First, I have to follow you; you must stay within my sight."

"Secondly, before you leave, you need to write your own application and get it approved by Miss Rafshini of the Tara Autonomous Government. Once she approves it, you can leave."

"Third, once you leave this mansion, all your food, clothing, shelter, and transportation will be taken care of by the Tara Autonomous Government."

In other words, you have to rely on your sister to support you.

Abrahana: ""

"Ernst! How dare you humiliate me like this!"

She suddenly raised her hand and slammed it against the bed board, so fast that even the Flame Demon was somewhat surprised.

The Balrog didn't really understand why Abrahana was so angry; in his opinion, Ernst's "condition" was even bizarre.

Isn't it normal for her sister to support her? Does she think Sherag is such a fool that he has to support a red dragon like her?

What's wrong with you? Since you want to go out, what's wrong with writing an application? Besides, how can you travel the world without spending money? Isn't it normal for you to ask your sister for money? And you're still not happy about it?

So you want to get something for free?

But Ernst exploited this very weakness.

In Abrahana's eyes, this was the ultimate insult.

From childhood, it has always been the case that "if she doesn't want it, she'll give it to her younger sister after she's had her fill of playing with it," and this remains true to this day.

As a child, it was a plush toy; as an adult, it's a deep pool and the country of Tara.

Because of the Duke of Wellington's sudden betrayal at the end of the Battle of Londinium, she was stabbed in the back, her original plans were thrown into chaos, and she is now imprisoned. This situation, which is beyond her control, is enough to make her very angry.

Instead, her sister took over the positions of Deeppool Leader and Tara Grand Commander without her knowledge. When she found out, she was furious!

I can give it to you, because it's mine.

You cannot refuse what I give you, because it is a "gift of fate"!

But you absolutely cannot take it from me, because the decision is mine!

She desperately wanted to teach Raphsini a lesson, but she couldn't leave. And if she couldn't leave, so be it; circumstances forced her to endure it for now. She admired Brana's acting skills; she had fooled the ambitious Earl Warwick back then, and it wasn't impossible for her to fool Ernst now!

As it turned out, Ernst didn't even come to see her; all her charming glances were for naught!

Now that she finally had a way to leave, Ernst actually told her to report to Lavshini and get Lavshini's approval, and that Lavshini should also cater to her love for Brana!

That's my spot! That's my money!

You used my money, stood in my position to save me, and you expect me to thank you?!