From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

Hongdou gave the emperor a big hug. After all, where was the foundation of the Sarkaz race? The fierce hug almost squeezed out the fish that the emperor had eaten at noon.

"I'll go prepare...the venue..."

"The venue is in the central square of Kazdel, right?"

Si Ye walked up and beckoned to a passerby who was slacking off and sweeping the floor on the side of the road.

"Follow me, forget about slacking off. Go and arrange a venue. The entertainment in Kazdel is so scarce. It would be nice to celebrate today."

The passerby sweeping the floor twisted his body, with an expression that said, "I've been discovered again," and the Shapeshifter Lord returned to his usual appearance.

"Ah! Lord Si Ye... and the Lord!"

Hongdou covered her mouth in surprise, then hurriedly saluted Si Ye and the Transformer Lord. Although she didn't recognize which lord of the royal court the other party was, it was right to salute at this time.

"You're right. We're all working diligently to help you catch the Stone Winged Demon."

The Shapeshifter Lord greeted Hongdou. He was an outlier among the Sarkaz, and was the least arrogant among the series of Lords of the Royal Court.

"But since you've given the order, I'll arrange it right away."

Seeing that the Shapeshifter Lord had gone to work, Si Ye, thinking of teasing the little girl, said to Hongdou, "Hongdou, right? I have arranged a large venue for you. I hope you won't be stage fright tonight."

"... "

Hongdou, who had only performed informally in the small square on weekdays, was suddenly challenged by Si Ye. There was obvious hesitation on her face. She looked at the idol emperor beside her and mustered up her courage.

"Lord Si Ye, I won't be stage-frightened!"

“That’s the spirit of a musician.”

The emperor patted Hongdou as an encouragement, and then shouted to the employees standing by the roadside.

"Girls, let's go and get ready!"

The Angels had long since gotten used to the Emperor's impulsive way of thinking, and they cooperated with him in preparing for the evening performance.

...

There was a lack of entertainment in Kazdel, so when the news of a small concert being held in the square spread, it immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the residents of Kazdel.

Those who have free time come to help, those who have skills start to mass-produce snacks and drinks, and the small concert is also turned into a carnival.

Theresa, who had regained her energy and woken up in the afternoon, also learned about this and contributed to the carnival. It happened that the city had updated its large screens, which allowed the flow of people that the central square could not handle to be shared with other small squares.

As night fell, this small concert, which was constantly escalating, finally kicked off.

Hongdou and her friends were a little nervous because there were so many people in the central square watching the excitement, but with the emperor's encouragement, they still managed to complete the opening performance.

Music is an art that knows no national boundaries or races. In such an atmosphere, every syllable is endowed with the magic to infect people's hearts and vent their emotions, and rock is the best in such occasions.

Although the performance was a bit immature, as the emotions fluctuated, the entire Kazdel seemed to be caught in a carnival. The noise in the heart was eliminated, the fate of the race was modified, a new crown was established, and the renovated mobile city told the story of the new life of the Sarkaz.

In order to prevent everyone from feeling uncomfortable, Theresa did not go to the scene. She stood far away on a high place in the Demon King's courtyard. As the music played, the Demon King, who had experienced iron and fire but remained gentle, had tears in his eyes.

"very nice…"

However, the regent who was helping Si Ye guard Victoria's throne far away in Londinium could not see this scene. Theresa even ordered someone to prepare a video recording to share with her brother whom she had not seen for many days, so that he could see the new look of Kazdel.

"very nice…"

The Emperor held up a glass of sweet water whose name he didn't know and walked up to Si Ye. At this time, the person who was livening up the atmosphere on the stage was the professional idol of Penguin Logistics: Kong.

Although he is not good at rock music, Kong still made the atmosphere more lively with his basic qualities as an idol.

"I never thought I'd have the opportunity to hold a concert in a place like Kazdale, and it would be so successful. It feels really good."

The emperor raised his glass to Si Ye from afar. He naturally knew that all these changes were inseparable from Si Ye's contribution, although he still didn't know what the previous civilization represented by Si Ye wanted to do.

But for the Beast Master who had traveled the earth for thousands of years and was accustomed to wars and fighting, this change made him happy.

"I want to turn Terra into my own backyard, so I have to make it beautiful."

Si Ye also raised the small sweet water handed to him by some Sarkaz to return the favor to the emperor, and Mo Liang, who was released to get some fresh air beside him, also shook his head and swayed to the music.

"Back Garden, if someone told me that they would conquer the world for a few girls, I definitely wouldn't believe it, but you said...tsk tsk, I really have to believe it."

The emperor looked at Mo Liang curiously, and his expression when he looked at Si Ye became even stranger.

"Kazdel looks like you and the Demon Queen are probably not clear with each other. Not to mention Da Yan, the East Kingdom was quickly cleared in two days. You are probably the most popular True Dragon now. Add Columbia... Should I transfer my Victoria property in advance to prevent those donkey dukes from losing my money when you kick them to death?"

"There's another pre-civilized human in Columbia, and Casimir is completely obedient."

Si Ye filled in the information gaps in the emperor's words and then extended an invitation to the emperor.

"How about this? I heard that you, Your Majesty, were once a high-towered duke of Leithania. If you become my helper in unifying the continent, how about I allow you to go to the Empire and hold an interstellar concert?"

The emperor's little sweet water fell to the ground. If it is true as Si Ye said, Casimir and Columbia, plus Kazdel and Dayan, the westernmost and easternmost countries have been controlled by Si Ye, then those countries in the core circle of the continent are sandwiched in the middle and have really become meat on the chopping board.

"...I do have a tower in Leithania...but...I need to think about this matter for a while."

Columbia and Ursus had not been dealt with yet, Victoria and Letania were not in a hurry, and Si Ye had no objection to the Emperor's request, which still needed to be considered. The atmosphere was rare and lively, so he also swayed to the music.

Chapter 162 Casimir's New Situation

"It seems that yesterday's carnival was indeed quite good?"

The doctor stood on the upper deck of Rhodes Island, drinking coffee and watching the docking port slowly disconnect.

"Huh? Didn't you come to participate yesterday?"

The Penguin Logistics team, who had a great time yesterday, were still resting, while Si Ye had just returned from a trip to Yan Country via the psychic beacon.

As for why they wanted to go back to Yan Country, there wasn't much money to be made in Dong Country, but the soldiers' morale was good and worthy of praise. Si Ye went to reward those lucky ones who had achieved meritorious service.

The doctor shrugged. "My reputation among the Sarkaz is mixed. It's best not to spoil their mood."

Yes, during the civil war between the Tower of Babel and the Military Council, the Doctor had a nickname: "The Evil Spirit of the Tower of Babel."

Although all hatred has been put aside and resolved due to the end of the civil war, some old Sarkaz mercenaries still subconsciously fear and hate the doctor, and there is nothing that can be done about it.

"Why don't you just publicize that you developed the mineral disease blocker? That little bit of hatred is nothing compared to mineral disease."

Although the mineralogy blocker was jointly developed by the Doctor and Precious, given Precious's personality, she wouldn't say anything even if all the credit went to the Doctor.

"There's no need for that. Why would I need such a good reputation? I'm not running for president."

The doctor shook his head and told a joke that wasn't really a joke.

"But I saw the broadcast yesterday and the crown on Theresa's head had been replaced. Have you actually solved the Black Crown issue?"

"Solved. I used the souls of the Sarkaz from the internalized universe to make a new crown for Theresa."

Si Ye took out the black crown that he had taken off Theresa's head the day before. Perhaps because he had taken it off too roughly that day, the black crown actually emitted several puffs of black smoke in Si Ye's hand.

“…Why is it smoking? I didn’t break it.”

"Internalized Universe...it was you who accessed it the day before yesterday with illegal visitor privileges."

The doctor took the black crown from Si Ye's hand. Apparently due to authority or some other issue, the originally lifeless black crown immediately began to flash light patterns like a data grid in the doctor's hand, as if it was performing a self-check.

"I thought Precious was conducting another experiment, but it turns out you broke into the internalized universe and took away the Sarkaz information... There's nothing wrong with the Black Crown, but there's too much redundant data. I need to find some time to reorganize it."

The Black Crown was like a toy in the doctor's hands. After completing its self-inspection with a beeping sound, the automatic machine summoned by the doctor placed it in a storage box.

“I thought you were going to wear it.”

“Put it on?”

The doctor shook his head like a rattle. He would never wear the black crown unless it was necessary.

When the Sarkaz wear it, they can hear the cries of the Sarkaz in the internalized universe. If he wears it, he won't be able to hear the cries of pre-civilized humans. However, he can connect with as many Prises as the internalized universe can project.

What is the ultimate gravity hell.

"Well, now that I've returned the Black Crown to you, my mission is complete."

Si Ye stretched.

"How long does it take to get from Rhodes Island to Columbia? I'll have to go down to Casimir to check on the situation there once we get there."

"About 4.5 days. I don't dare let Rhodes Island go too fast. Some operators from the Engineering Department stayed behind to help Kazdel with the Originium Furnace. If Rhodes Island breaks down, I'll have to ask you to overhaul it."

In fact, not many operators left, mainly because the super-technical master Kal'sil was seconded to the Engineering Department. Without this blood demon who loved engine oil, the Engineering Department was half collapsed.

"Okay, there's still time. I'm going to check out the cafeteria. Do you want to come?"

Si Ye is still quite worried about Casimir, because among the three countries currently controlled by him, Casimir is the most difficult to get rid of.

The feudal monarchy system of Yan State, where Si Ye, the True Dragon, has the final say, and the Demon King system of Kazdel is not much different from the feudal monarchy.

Only Casimir, after abolishing the Pegasus royal family and establishing a government with separation of powers, still retained the fiefdoms of the knights and nobles, and reclaimed them one by one to implement the new policies. Margaret and Cintrea often complained in letters about the stubbornness of the old nobles.

"...I actually just had some coffee...Do you have any cans of starfish left?"

The doctor looked at the paper cup in his hand and quickly caught up with Si Ye.

...

The gray-haired knight in armor launched a charge, his Originium skills surging on his lance like flowing light. With the support of excellent equipment and outstanding Originium skills, this blow was enough to knock down the load-bearing wall of the house.

But unfortunately, the gray-haired knight's opponent was not a brick wall. The thunderous thrust created a streak of sparks on the heavy shield but failed to penetrate it.

The shield tilted sideways, causing the gray-haired knight's body to tilt, and then the heavy shield hit the knight heavily.

The gray-haired knight lost his balance. Although he tried to get up as quickly as possible, the heavy knight's sword was already across his neck.

Beep! ! !

A sharp whistle sounded, and the referee, or auditor, walked in from outside the venue and announced the result.

"The second assessment of the Kaliska family's chief cavalry has concluded. Result: Failure!"

The gray-haired knight half-knelt on the ground, slamming his fists wrapped in gauntlets heavily on the ground, looking full of regret.

Knightly competitions have been completely banned, and the major arenas once built by the Chamber of Commerce have become examination venues for knight assessments.

The former knights and nobles could no longer inherit their family business through simple procedures.

There are only two paths before them: either join the army and wait for the required years of service or make meritorious service, or participate in a knight assessment that is a slightly weakened version of the Silver Spear Pegasus selection procedure.

If an old aristocratic family fails to select a long-rider within two years or three assessments while there are adults in the family, all the preferential treatment and wealth the family once enjoyed will vanish into thin air.

"Tsk tsk, isn't the Kalisca family famous for its artillery? Why is the long cavalry participating in the test in such a disgraceful state?"