April 28 was the eighth day of Duke Nick's resignation as Prime Minister of the Empire.

During these eight days, the empire was in chaos, and Count Stu-Gara, who had replaced Duke Nick in the exercise of cabinet powers, was powerless to do anything about the chaos.

The continued chaotic political situation soon spread to the front line in Tyre, and the logistical supply line from the imperial capital to Tyre ceased to operate on the afternoon of the 27th due to the struggle at the top. To make matters worse, the Ministry of Finance and the Logistics Department's work on collecting supplies has also come to a standstill due to the struggle between the trade union federation and the chamber of commerce.

Sinda Danediv, the young ruler of Lion Castle, has not had a good night's sleep for three days in a row.

The situation in the imperial capital at the moment was completely different from what he imagined, and what awaited him every day was an endless meeting of nobles. The content of the meeting was all about the appointment of the Prime Minister.

Now, there are three men in front of Emperor Sinda, Woz Pedro, Magagall Tano, and Nepdo Quint, the commander-in-chief of the front in Tyre.

But the young emperor did not make a choice, he had no intention of appointing a new imperial prime minister from the beginning, because he felt that he did not need the prime minister to serve him at all, and he thought that he could handle all the affairs of the empire.

He wants to hold the power of the prime minister firmly in his own hands!

In Sinda's view, the vacancy of the Imperial Prime Minister is not a big deal. For this reason, after Duke Nick officially stepped down as Prime Minister of the Empire, he even issued an order to temporarily abolish the Prime Minister's Office.

But what the young emperor didn't know was that the imperial prime minister was not just for the emperor, but a larger part of his existence was to ease the contradictions between the nobility and the emperor.

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In the Emperor's study in the back hall of the Lion Castle, the magic lamp illuminates the entire room inside and out.

Bright light looms over the rows of quaint bookshelves in the room, and dense bookmark markings are plastered all over the shelves to show the reading habits of the owners here.

In the middle of the room, a quaint red table stands out.

Emperor Sinda sat on a black wooden office chair next to the red table, and most of the incandescent magic light was projected on him, adding a bit of imperial majesty to him.

At this moment, the young emperor had a serious expression, and his tired eyes were a little impatient and restless, staring at the letter he was holding in his hand.

It was an urgent letter from the Marquis Nepdo-Quint, the commander-in-chief of the front in Tyre, and the content of it was nothing more than a demand for supplies and food.

As Duke Nick's staunchest supporter, the Marquis Nepdo-Quint told the Emperor directly and mercilessly in his letter how incompetent the Imperial Cabinet was without Duke Nick.

The anger in Sinda's heart was slowly accumulating, he had had enough of other people's accusations in the past few days.

"What the hell is going on?" the Emperor slammed his fist on the table, "Who would dare to do anything to the front-line army supply lines at such a time?" he looked at Count Stu-Gara and the knights of Locks on either side of the table.

"You two are incompetent, and the whole cabinet is in disgrace. The more the Emperor spoke, the more angry he became, and he threw the letter from the Marquis of Nepdo-Quint directly in the face of the Knight of Rocks, "Without Duke Nick, would you really be a school of ornamental fish in the canal... Looks good but doesn't work!"

Emperor Sinda said as he patted the thick table with his hand, the dull sound made the fat on Count Stu-Gara's face tremble, and the Imperial Finance Minister was about to say something, but the Emperor continued: "Let the Chief of Logistics go to the prison of the Guard Department for a while...", he raised his head and pointed at the Knight of Locks, "You personally take on the position of Chief of Military Logistics for three days... No, logistical supply lines must be restored within two days. ”

Knight Locks frowned, he felt that this was very unfair to the logistics chief, but in the face of the angry young emperor at the moment, he didn't dare to say a word. So, he glanced at Count Stu-Gara quietly, expecting him to say a few words.

Stu Garra felt the gaze of the Knight of Locks, and he knew that he could not sit idly by and watch this matter, because the problems of the logistics department could not be solved by removing the logistics chief.

"Your Majesty. Stu Gara spoke, and he looked at the emperor: "The problem of the logistics department cannot be solved by removing a logistics chief, there is not the slightest problem with the supply line from Suke City to Tyre Town, it is as smooth as the central avenue of the imperial capital..."

"Whose problem is that, is that your problem?" Seeing that the Knight of Locks not only did not accept the order, but Stu Gara next to him even refuted his opinion in person, a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart and he subconsciously roared: "Do you want me to remove you too?"

Stu-Gara's tone froze, and he looked at the emperor sitting next to the table with an incredulous expression, and the words he had just shouted rang out in his ears repeatedly. He didn't know how to take this sentence, he wanted to suppress the grievances and anger in his heart and continue to explain to the emperor, but he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"You are the Emperor of the Empire, and everything in the Empire belongs to you, and I am happy to follow your opinion. Count Stu-Gara saluted respectfully, without the slightest displeasure on his face, and he looked at the young emperor, "Then, your Majesty the Emperor, please allow me to take my leave, and I will hand over everything in the treasury in two days." ”

After Stu-Galata's calm voice landed, he turned and walked towards the door without waiting for the emperor's reply.

Sinda's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he felt that his imperial majesty had been seriously challenged, and he looked at the back of Stu Gara leaving, and the urge to hang the dead fat man suddenly grew in his heart.

Thankfully, the Emperor's remaining sanity eventually triumphed over impulse!

"Click"

When the door opened and closed, only Emperor Sindar and the Knight of Locks were left in the room, and the Emperor trembled to restrain his anger. The Knight of Locks, on the other hand, was in a dilemma, and it was not embarrassing to stand in front of the emperor's table.

"You go down first, too. The Emperor waved to the Knight of Locks, "Remember to send the Chief of Logistics to prison." He tried to redeem the last vestige of the emperor's majesty in front of his courtiers.

"I'll do it. The Knight of Locks bowed and slowly retreated.

When the door opened and closed again, the emperor was the only one left in the room.

"Bang!" Sinda slammed to her feet as her right fist clenched, and the circle of warrior's power smashed against the red table in front of him. "Squeak... Squeak..."The table could not withstand the wrath of the ascetic warrior, and it became crumbling.

"Pounce!" the emperor, who was in a terrible mood, was even more irritated when he heard the strange sound of the table being shaken, and he directly kicked the table that was crumbling.

The table fell apart in mid-air, and sawdust, carbon ink, and paper flew around the room, and soon scattered to the ground.

"Your Majesty..."The Captain of the Praetorian Guard, Semp-Reggie, rushed into the room with two knights.

"Get out!" Sinda roared, "Get out of here, I don't need anyone, get out!"

After a shuffled sound of footsteps, Sinda was left alone in the room again.

The Emperor stood in a mess, his chest heaving violently, and his mind subconsciously began to recall all the decisions he had made recently.

Slowly, he suddenly felt that he was very incompetent, and his incompetence reached its peak!

But he didn't want to admit his incompetence.

He thought that without the constraints of the prime minister, he could let go and do everything he wanted.

But reality tells him that the vast empire is not something he can play with.

These days, all the power of the empire is in his hands, but he finds that no amount of power can be exercised anywhere, like garbage in the sewers.

Time is slowly slipping away,

Ten minutes,

Twenty minutes,

Half an hour,

It seems that in the blink of an eye, an hour has passed.

But the young emperor remained still, reminiscing, reminiscing, reminiscing about the past, recalling his dreams and his original intentions.

In this hour, the study, which had been lively for several days, was quiet again.

But outside, because of his anger, the pot exploded.

Outside of Sooker, in a secluded private estate, Woz Pedro and Viscount Dempto Bob, the chairman of the Suker Plains Alliance, are meeting in secret.

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