At the dinner table, the elderly Gullo has always been the economic minister of the empire, he used to be a retainer of Desser, but after coming to Seris, he became the old man that Chris relied on.

When Seris was just rising, he managed Seris's economy in an orderly manner, and later in the Iran Hill Empire, he was still an important minister in terms of economy.

The Minister of Economy, who has to hand over a large amount of gold coins every day, is eating soft and glutinous steamed eggs at this moment, and his wrinkled face is full of happy expressions.

It is a grace for a minister to accompany His Majesty the Emperor to dinner, and it is an honor to be able to sit in this chair and lean on this table.

And for Gullo, he may have enjoyed this glory a little more than Desel. Chris liked Gurlo's style very much, and often invited the old man to dine together, and he had some strange questions, and he also liked to ask this experienced old man for advice.

Not to mention Desel, he is Chris's "friend" who often feasts, and in this empire, there are really only a handful of people who can become His Majesty's old friends.

The most uncomfortable were the two newly promoted generals from the Imperial General Staff. Both of them were from staff officers and had never led troops to fight, so the rank of this general was actually not as good as the commander-in-chief of the group army who led troops outside.

This is a bit similar to the official titles and errands in ancient China - Doctor Guanglu is actually just a nobleman, and the real value is actually the "household servant" in the back.

Both of them are in their forties, and both are first-generation senior chiefs of staff trained by the Empire. It was also the first time for both of them to eat with His Majesty the Emperor, so at this moment, they were so restrained that even their breathing was not so even.

Chris pointed to a plate of roast chicken with a fork in his hand, and smiled at the two stiff generals: "I'm sorry to make you wait all morning, this chicken is very good, try it!" You're welcome. ”

Some people say that after you are welcome, you will make others more polite - Chris is this kind of person now, and after he said that you are welcome, the sweat on the faces of the two generals seemed to be a little more.

As a result, Chris stopped paying attention to the two poor imperial generals. Although these two people may be able to call the wind and rain in the General Staff, they are already the most noble military attachés in the empire in the eyes of outsiders.

He looked at Desel and told him about something that Wilhelm was very concerned about—the matter of Frenzberg: "Desel...... As for the No. 1 prisoner in the abyss, I'm going to give him some amnesty. ”

"You mean ......" Desel was stunned for a moment, then looked at William, the dean of the Academy of Magic, who was sitting across from him. As the prime minister of the empire, of course he knows the abyss, and he also knows very well who the No. 1 in the abyss is.

It was a name that many people were reluctant to mention again, and pardon for this person was not something that any one person could propose.

It can be said that in the entire empire, the only person who is qualified to say this is the person who has just said this sentence - the emperor of this empire, Chris!

Hearing Chris say this, William also stopped chewing. He stared at Chris with wide eyes, unable to believe his ears.

Talking about something serious during the meal is a tradition at the Royal Lunch in Irlanhill. The waiter was not surprised, and he was still delivering all kinds of delicious things in an orderly manner.

Desel put down his knife and fork, considered it for a while, stared at William, frowned slightly and asked, "Your Majesty, can I ask the reason?" ”

William was so uncomfortable by Desser's eyes that he could only lower his eyes and wait for Chris's answer.

Chris didn't shy away from it, and said honestly: "Last night, William went to the Abyss, and he brought back some things from the Abyss No. 1 prisoner, which are very useful for the Empire...... So, I'm going to do some amnesty for Abyss-1. ”

"So, Your Majesty, what does the amnesty consist of?" Deser was reluctant to pardon Frenzberg because he was one of the witnesses to his rebellion. That betrayal had a great impact on the Reich, so Desel did not like to see Frenzberg.

"I'm going to restore his speech system and get him an arm." Chris calmly replied, "However, before that, I will replace his body and make him an ordinary puppet, the most ordinary kind." ”

"It increases the risk of holding him in prison." Desel raised his own objections: "Is it worth it? ”

"Compared to his contribution, I think it's worth it." Chris replied calmly.

Then he looked at William and said, "You can bring him what I have to say: this is his last chance, and I don't want my good intentions to be let down again." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" William suppressed his cheers, and the expression on his face had already flown up.

Desel didn't know what William gave Chris, frowned and didn't continue to ask, so he could only suppress his curiosity, shook his head and continued to eat the food on his plate.

At the same time, a C-17 transport plane slowly stopped on the heavily guarded runway at military airfield No. 2 outside Seris.

The huge hatch in the tail of the plane slowly opened, and the trucks covered with canvas drove out, parked neatly on the side of the plane.

A man in a magician's robe walked down the plane, and he personally handed the document he was holding to the officer waiting for him in the airport: "Everything went smoothly on the way, escorted by 4 F-15 fighters, and there were no problems. ”

"Good work." The officer stretched out his hand, shook it with the other man, took the receipt document, and looked down to read it carefully.

"Check!" At the sound of the order, the heavily armed soldiers who had been waiting for a long time jumped into the compartment of the truck, lowered the upper baffle, and lifted the canvas on the rear of the truck.

The afternoon sun shone into the back of the trucks, which were packed and sealed with numbered stacks of packages.

"Parcel No. 1 is in good condition! Parcel No. 2 is in good condition! ...... "The soldiers who counted the packages confirmed the integrity of the transported items one by one, and at the same time divided all the packages in the cart into the black Imperial Government vehicle.

That's right, these packages contain demonic books from the Demon Floating City of Makasillo.

If it had been placed in the past, it would have been filled with "magic forbidden books", all demonic words that could not be read.

However, the high-ranking magicians of Ellan Hill don't see it that way, preferring to believe the truth that Chris has told them. In the eyes of the magicians of the Elanhill Empire, it is far more important to learn from all the strengths of others than to repel heretics.

This war has been fought to this state, and Iran Hill's technology has become very strong. Therefore, when Chris ordered to study the demon's space technology, seizing the results of the demon's space technology research became an important task for the Iran Hill military.

In fact, if Iran Hill had been willing, using the range advantage of the cannon, it would have been quicker to shoot down Macasilo.

"All shipped to the Academy of Magic! Every package should be documented in detail! After all the seals had been inspected and all the packages were intact, with a wave of his hand, the officer at the head of the company ordered his men loudly.

Then, he turned around and signed his name on the paper: "No problem, here's your receipt!" ”

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" The man in the black magic robe stood with his chin held high.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" The officer who was waiting at the airport also returned the salute and responded solemnly.

In the cafeteria, the two admirals finally got used to it, and they began to report on the second battle in Ferry City, and both Deser and Chris listened attentively.

Only Wilhelm was out of the world, thinking about the amnesty of his teacher Frentzberg just now.

"According to the needs of the research department, we have retained 30 demon soldier captives in this battle, and captured about 150 demon dogs at the same time." An admiral sat up straight and reported without squinting. Now he has only entered the state, and his body is full of the pleasure of enjoying the lunch given by His Majesty the Emperor.

"These demons are all used for research, and the scale of this capture is unprecedented." Another admiral added, for fear of missing this opportunity for His Majesty the Emperor to remember him.

"Is there any difficulty in the arrest?" Chris asked curiously, enlivening up the lunch atmosphere.

"No, the anesthetics provided by the scientific department are very effective." One of the generals hurriedly replied, "In addition, the elves have also helped a lot. ”

Magic such as vine entanglement can indeed slow down the opponent's movement, and with the help of the elves, the capture work is so smooth.

Chris nodded, and then motioned to continue the follow-up report: "You guys continue!" ”

"Makacillo sits on the periphery of Ferry City, forming a new island, and the 15th Army Group is building new fortifications on the island, with this island, when the next demon attacks, our early warning radius can be pushed forward by more than 100 kilometers, and the defensive position can also be pushed forward by more than 60 kilometers." Hearing Chris's instructions, the admiral continued to introduce.

Since it didn't crash, the demon's floating city of Macasillo became a "captured item" captured by Iran Hill. It sits in the open sea and becomes an island of no small size.

With this island, Ferry City has an outpost position, and similarly, deploying troops here can also reduce the pressure on Ferry City's defenses.

"It's true, the devil sends warmth to the door." Chris touched his nose and felt like he had heard something very funny.

Desel thought further, and said directly to Chris: "Your Majesty, you should think carefully now about what the name of this island should be." ”

"How about calling it Fallen Demon City...... "Chris immediately showed everyone his unparalleled difficulty in naming him......