Badr walked briskly to the council chamber, Mickmore following him.

He knew that Badr was a person who was very strict with himself, and he also expected that His Majesty the Emperor would be angry when he woke up, but he didn't expect Badr to be so angry.

Scurrying into the corridor, Badr saw a figure standing at the door of the council chamber, dressed in a griffin uniform.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Who's that?"

Mickmore replied.

"It's Chenino, the deputy commander of the Griffin Army, who said he had something important to report to you."

Badr took a deep breath, his anger making his tone tremble.

"The Griffin Army's garrison in the east is the top priority of the Empire, and you actually let him wait for me here?"

Mickmore hesitated in reply.

"Your Majesty, I will let the palace maid inform you as soon as possible, but Lord Rackmond said that His Majesty is resting, and I dare not disturb you."

"Rackmond, it's Rackmond again!"

Badr was furious, and he punched the wall, and the seemingly weak punch actually left a small hole in the wall.

Retracting his fist, Badr walked briskly forward.

"Deputy Commander Chenino, if there is something in the future, go directly to the dormitory to report to me, and those who block it will be killed!"

Startled by Badr, Chenino quickly knelt down, but was quickly held up by Badr.

He motioned for Mickmore to open the door to the council chamber and spoke.

"Commander Chenino, please inside."

The two walked briskly into the council chamber, and Badr waved his hand and motioned for Chenino to sit down in the deputy's seat.

"Is something big happening in the East?"

Chenino gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Back to Your Majesty, I told Lord Rackmond about this two days ago, but later I learned that he did not report this matter to you, it is a matter of imperial military discipline, and Commander Gaia ordered me to report it to you personally."

Hearing Rackmond's name again, Badr sighed, he felt a little numb.

"What's the matter, you say."

Chenino said quickly.

"Half a month ago, the Venada invaded, and the Griffin Army ordered the Thunder Lion Army to send 5,000 recruits to the east to assist in the defense, but these 5,000 recruits were not the 5,000 recruits who participated in the training in the Thunder Lion Army barracks, but the 5,000 poor people who were forcibly recruited from the back three streets."

"5,000 poor people...... Five thousand poor people! ”

Badr gripped the armrest, and he felt like his head was about to explode!

What the hell is this idiot trying to do!

He slammed the armrest.

"Mickmore, go and call Rackmond and get the guards ready with the whips, I'm going to execute them with my own hands today!"

Seeing that Badr was so angry, Chenino pretended to be a common enemy, and sighed and sat in his chair.

At this point in time, it doesn't matter whether they are poor or not, what matters is that the three thousand griffin army, plus five thousand recruits, a total of eight thousand people are in the hands of the man named Oreo, what does he want to do with this power.

And what did what he wanted to do with Rackmond or Badr.

The deeper he thought about it, the more terrified he felt.

He shuddered, and glanced back at the door of the council chamber.

It was dark outside the door, and Chenino couldn't imagine what was hiding behind the darkness.

Staying with the angry Badr, Chenino didn't even dare to breathe.

Fortunately, the footsteps finally sounded in the corridor, and the old uncle walked quickly into the council hall.

Badr said through gritted teeth.

"Duke Shuhe, you are so bold."

"Your Majesty,"

Schuh looked at Badr inexplicably, and then at Chenino.

“...... What happened to let the minister come over so late? ”

Badr cupped his forehead, and he stared at the table with a somber gaze.

"Tell me what's going on."

"This ......"

Shu He looked frightened, he looked at Badr and said in a slur manner.

"Drinking too much last night...... I was seven minutes late for the courtier's meeting this morning...... Please punish Your Majesty. ”

Badr was noncommittal and continued.

"I didn't go to the court, and I didn't ask you this."

Shuch glanced at Chenino, who seemed a little embarrassed.

But seeing that Badr was so angry, he quickly stood up.

"Back to Your Majesty, Ayna is the niece of the Marquis of Wise, and Wise has a very good personal relationship with his ministers, so I am entrusted to introduce Ayina to Your Majesty. The Okassim Empire needs an heir, and the ministers are well-intentioned, if Your Majesty ......"

Badr interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Shuhe...... Duke Shuhe, I will ask you one thing, where did my bracelet go? ”

There was a thump in Shuhe's heart, how did he know where the bracelet on Badr's hand had gone?

And why would Badr wrestle with a string of bracelets?

Could it be that Badr was trying to find a reason to give him a lecture?

Thinking of this, Shu He suddenly became vigilant.

"Your Majesty, the minister will order someone to look for it at home, even if it is three feet into the ground tonight, the bracelet will be found for Your Majesty."

Badr waved his hand weakly

"Don't be so pretentious, wait for Rackmond to come over, and I'll settle the old accounts with you and the new ones."

"Your Majesty......"

Shu He was speechless for a moment, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Over the years, relying on the identity of the national uncle, he has indeed made some small moves behind his back, thinking of the Turin Law promulgated not long ago, Shu He fully understands what Badr is going to do

- He wants to make an example of himself!

Looking at Badr, Shuhe's eyes turned terrified.

When did his nephew become so ruthless?

To know...... You must know that he only has one relative in the Okasim Empire, does he really want to be a loner?

Shu He coughed, and the old voice sounded pitiful, but Badr didn't pay attention to him, he just stared straight at the door of the council chamber.

After more than thirty minutes, Rackmond finally arrived. Mickmore, along with a column of guards, followed him.

He nervously walked into the council chamber, looked around for a moment, and then said.

"Your Majesty...... What is the matter of calling the minister over so late? ”

Badr saw the whip in Mickmore's hand, and he had only wanted to give Rackmond fifty lashes.

But the contrast between Lakmund's frightened expression and what he had done behind his back made him feel sick.

He waved his hand and commanded.

"Behead them."

Ignoring the expressions on their faces, he continued to say to Mickmore.

"Let the City Patrol and the Federal Court go to their homes to collect evidence, and the trial will take place tomorrow morning."

As the words fell, the two guards held Shuhe down, ignoring the latter's pleas, and then cut off his head.

After this, the two guards stood silently.

Mickmore didn't move, and even the horror on Rackmond's face disappeared.

He stared at Badr with a gloomy gaze.

"Your Majesty, I am loyal to the Empire, why did you kill me."

Madr was furious at the sight of this face, and he slapped the file in front of him with his palm, and yelled at the guards.

"Didn't you hear me? Kill him! ”