Following.

December 28, 2046 in the Magical Calendar.

The eleventh day of Ye Mingyu's arrival in the imperial capital.

A high-class magic guide car stopped in front of the glorious hall, and the head of the cabinet of the Blue Empire left the magic guide car on crutches and supported by the servants.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was gray, the same color as the limestone in the distance, almost united at the border.

Today is the fourth time that Congress has been convened.

The first three times ended with the victory of the Holy Maiden's faction, so this time it was the final contest in the political arena of the Blue Empire.

If you put aside the face, it can also be said that the cabinet faction is the last struggle.

"When people are old, they can't see anything clearly, and even the sky is gray."

Shousuke muttered, stepping up the steps on crutches.

"Please be careful." The servant next to him said hurriedly.

Shousuke didn't care about it, still on crutches, climbing up step by step.

The vault is more than ten meters high, and the Russian-style columns with carved patterns below, with statues of paladins on both sides of the columns, riding horses, like gods guarding the kingdom of heaven.

Hall of Splendour.

It was built during the reign of the second generation of the Holy Maiden, and has a history of 1,000 years, and it is also the place where the parliament is held.

Shousuke took a seat on one side of the square table in the hall.

It was very early, and the people were not all there, so he put his hands on the table and squinted seemingly with his eyes closed:

"The Juggernaut has received the news?" He asked his cronies in a low voice.

The cronie nodded, "I got it, but I didn't reply." ”

No reply, most likely means rejection.

Shousuke hides the disappointment in his heart.

It's not that I'm disappointed in my future, but I'm just disappointed in this empire, the saints of this empire, and the Sword Saint family.

Disappointed.

He once thought that the contemporary Sword Saint was jealous and hateful.

But now that the undead in the limestone area are around, the forbidden spell is ready, and it is about to drive straight in, but the Sword Saint is indifferent to watching the Holy Maiden transfer the army away from the imperial capital......

The hands of the quartz clock jumped to the ground with a ticking sound, like a talisman from hell.

Shousuke's eyes were still closed.

Even when the meeting was held, the eyes were not opened, because there was no point in opening them.

The saint sat in the first place, draped in black feathers, gracefully mixed with awe-inspiring slaughter:

"The Fourth National Assembly convenes to hold a final vote on the orders not determined by the previous three sessions, the first item on tax relief ......"

Shousuke listened quietly.

Although he is old and his ears are good, he cannot hear clearly now.

It was as if all the sounds were through the mist, like the sound made after covering the quilt, and it was not really audible in the haze.

"Veto."

"Abstain."

"Veto."

"Yes."

It's all like this, all parties are arguing for interests, those who protect themselves, those who fight against the odds, those who take every step of the way, and those who deceive people too much......

The language turned into a sword and a sword, and in front of this square table, you were killed to the death and aggressively.

Shousuke was a little tired, rubbed his temples, and silently voted no.

"As a result, the tax reduction will be implemented from March next year......

The deacon beside the saint announced the results loudly.

Morrowind's Wuhou was also bought...... Then this result is also expected.

Tax deductions?

Before the war was fought, did you start preparing for the post-war economic recovery?

Shoufu's heart is like a mirror, but there is nothing to be done.

"The second item is about the strengthening of the armed forces in Morrowind's territory and the defense of the Rift Forest......"

"Yes."

"Yes."

All in favor.

Shousuke silently voted for the veto, drowning in the flow of people with a small number of his comrades, and in the face of interests, the so-called allies were like paper paste.

Various policies have been determined one after another, and if these are insignificant, then the last one directly determines life and death:

"Recently, the dragon tide has been in turmoil, send the paladin escort to the blue northwest to suppress the dragon plague and vote."

Shousuke opened his eyes.

The expressions of all kinds of people fell into the bottom of their eyes, and there was no sadness or joy.

Suppress the dragon plague? It's just an excuse!

This kind of thing is already enough for the troops in the northwest, and the Holy Maiden is going to let the last line of defense leave the imperial capital!

"Veto." Shousuke cast the first vote and was categorical.

He looked around, and his momentum was like a tiger, and some people lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look at him.

"Veto." The Superintendent of the Inspectorate votes.

The holy goddess was indifferent, nodded, and her face was full of silver and white hair, as if the ups and downs of the world did not exist in her thoughts.

"Yes," the chief knight gave Shousuke a cold look, "my subordinates can't die in vain. ”

"Yes." Someone followed the ticket.

"Veto."

"Yes."

The two sides were at a stalemate for a while, and Shousuke's gaze was calm, sweeping around.

The power of the sick tiger can still roar in the mountains and forests.

He's the sick tiger, and now he stands up and doesn't mind fighting for his life.

But a passion can't change the reality, and the Holy Maiden's faction is always one vote ahead, until the meeting is about to end, and Shousuke instantly ages a few years.

It's over...... He pondered.

"Veto."

Shousuke's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the source of the voice in shock, and the contemporary sword master had a solemn expression and stood up in his seat:

"Veto." Juggernaut repeated.

Then the headmaster of the Royal Academy of Magic abstained, as always.

The votes were equal.

"Then this matter will be put on hold for the time being, and in two days, the Fifth Congress will revisit, I hope everyone can seriously consider it, for the sake of the Empire." The saint said lightly.

"For the Empire?" Shousuke laughed mockingly.

The saint was silent.

Shousuke stood up slowly, he trembled all over, glared angrily, and pointed at the saint with his finger:

"Sending the imperial capital into the hands of the enemy, you are ashamed of your ancestors, compared to the founding saint, you are not even worthy of carrying shoes!"

The saint didn't refute, and quietly watched Shousuke brush his sleeves away, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Farewell." Juggernaut picked up his sword and followed Shousuke out of the table.

At the end of the Fourth Congress, all the personnel left, and in the empty hall of glory, only a faint sigh remained.

......

Juggernaut and Shousuke are in the same magic car.

"Good work." Juggernaut rests his saber horizontally on his lap.

"For the Empire." Shousuke's voice was old.

"What's next?"

Shousuke shook his head, speechless.

"You haven't seen the boy in the oracle yet," the Sword Master said suddenly, "Listen to my son, that kid is very interesting, do you want to meet him?" ”

"I don't believe in oracles." Shousuke smiled faintly.

"In this situation, it's not a matter of believing it once."

Shousuke shook his head again and looked out the window helplessly:

"Then I'll see, but I'm not going to put my hopes on it."

"Where?"

"Tonight, I made an appointment with the chief knight, and a few others, counting you and me, it should be barely enough, and the quasi-forbidden spell rank is not as powerful as I imagined."

"Do you want to ......" Juggernaut breathed heavily.

"The nineteenth generation of saints is mediocre and incompetent, and after a long time, the empire is categorically buried in her hands, this day...... It's time for a change, too. ”

Shousuke said calmly.

A thunderclap streaked across the gray sky, and clouds rumbled against each other.

......

"It's raining."

Ye Mingyu stood at the door of the house, holding up an umbrella, and saw the raindrops splashing on the steps.

A few seconds later, there was a crackling sound, and the sky and the earth were filled with white smoke.