227 year of the Iqra Empire, January 1.

Today is the first day of the new year and the second day of the new Majesty Bedford's accession to the throne.

Badr knew from a young age that he would become Emperor Okasim, and when the moment really came, Badr was still a little nervous, but this tension was quickly washed away by the thrill of being in power.

Yesterday morning, Badr held a court meeting, and in the midst of the reports of the ministers, a thriving empire jumped into Badr's mind.

He commented on the ministers' reports according to what he had learned and thought, and the old ministers were so docile that they were terrified......

Grinning for a moment on the bed, Badr put on his own clothes and glanced at the clock.

At the morning meeting at eight o'clock, he woke up before six o'clock.

I don't feel sleepy when I wake up in the morning, but I feel refreshed.

It stands to reason that the palace maid should be waiting outside the door, but Badr did not call her, but enjoyed this ordinary and rare quiet time with peace of mind.

He sat down by the window, outside which was the silent Miyagi, the sky was slightly white, and the world was about to wake up soon.

After sitting by the window for a while, Badr felt a little cold, so he decided to ask the palace maid to bring in a pot of hot tea, but before he could make a sound, there was a fluttering sound outside the window, which should be a lost bird.

Badr turned around and prepared to drive the bird out of the dormitory, but to his surprise, it was a black falcon that flew in.

The Black Falcon is the most expensive messenger on the mainland, and if it is not a hundred thousand urgent matters, no one will use the Black Falcon to deliver the news.

But......

Badr narrowed his eyes and reached out to summon the falcon.

He is the Emperor of the Okassim Empire, what kind of person would use the black falcon to send news to himself? It's really intriguing.

Seeing Badr stretch out his left hand, the blackbird fluttered and stood on his arm, and it looked around at Badr's bedchamber, as if it was not afraid of people.

He opened the letter on the left foot of the falcon, and as soon as he took out the paper scroll, the falcon flapped its wings twice and flew away through the window.

Watching the gray bird go away, it soon disappeared into the morning sun.

Retracting his gaze, Badr looked at the scroll in his hand

- "The city of Lucasso is broken, and the empire is in danger." ”

Lucasso City Broken?

Badr sneered, he didn't expect the black falcon to bring this tricky news, but the next moment his face changed drastically, because he vaguely felt that this ridiculous news was probably true!

He quickly fastened his belt, then slammed open the door of the dormitory, and hurried towards the council chamber.

The maids at the door were startled, they looked at each other, and then hurried to follow Badr.

"Your Majesty......"

Badr waved his hand impatiently.

"Inform the Ministry of the Interior that the court meeting will be held at half past six, and those who violate the order will be punished with twenty lashes!"

One of the palace maids answered, while the other followed Badr from a distance with her head down, not knowing why His Majesty the Emperor was so angry.

Walking into the empty council chamber, Badr sat down in the first chair, gasping for breath.

Yesterday he did not react, and the ministers were vague when asked questions about the front, and then led the question in a different direction, but now that I think about it, their flickering words are the biggest abnormality.

As the Emperor of the Okasim Empire, they actually dared to hide it from themselves in such a big matter!

This is a bully, this is a great rebellion!

Badr stared in the direction of the gate with a gloomy gaze, but his expression quickly calmed down.

These old ministers are also respectful to themselves, but deep down these old foxes don't seem to respect themselves. The more he thought about it, the more angry Badr felt, and he had to show these people some dismounting.

It was six o'clock, and the maid informed the Ministry of Administration, and the Ministry of Administration informed the ministers that it would take time, and he did not think that these ministers would be able to arrive at the council hall on time at half past six.

But it doesn't matter, all he needs are these unpunctual ministers.

As the minutes ticked by, Badr was clasping one hand on the table, tapping.

Towards twenty o'clock, the first minister walked in briskly, with beads of sweat on his head, it was the Minister of the Interior, Peloz, who was in charge of the chores of the Imperial City.

Seeing Peloz, Badr nodded slightly, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Peloz nodded, and seeing that there was no one around, he leaned over to Badr and asked in a low voice.

"Your Majesty...... Is there something big to announce? ”

Badr didn't want to feel that Peloz was qualified to ask the question, but he replied anyway.

"Well, Minister Peloz, please take a seat, and we'll talk about it when everyone is ready."

Peloz wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and stood in his place.

He folded his hands on his thighs and peeked at the door.

As the number of people grew, Badr looked at them one by one, and the ministers nodded in return.

The ministers seated did not know what was happening, they exchanged glances, and when they saw that Peloz's face was as usual, they gradually relaxed, and a few of them even showed a little impatience and gathered together to talk.

Seeing that the conversation in the hall was getting louder and louder, Badr looked at the folds in his hand as if he had turned a deaf ear, these were all the folds that had been piled up yesterday, but he had finished reviewing them all in the evening, and now he was just looking at this thing for show.

After I don't know how long, the people finally arrived.

Badr glanced at his watch, it was 6:57, twenty-seven minutes after his allotted time.

Although the notice was hasty, it was definitely not possible to arrive so late.

He put down the recital, coughed slightly, and the chamber quickly fell silent.

The ministers looked at Badr Badr one after another, their eyes full of puzzlement.

Looking around at the ministers, Badr whispered.

"Today is the first day of 227, and I'm sorry to summon you so early...... It's not a big deal, but I just want to inform you that there are many things in the palace as the festival day and holiday approach, so the court meeting for the past week starts at half past six in the morning. ”

Badr paused, waiting for the ministers' reaction.

Sure enough, before it had been quiet for two minutes, the crowd suddenly started chattering.

Prime Minister Rackmond was the first to speak.

"Your Majesty, as you said, there have been many affairs in the palace recently, coupled with the Venada provocation of the empire, the ministers and generals are busy until late at night, and it is understandable that there are one or two general meetings in advance, but if it lasts for a week, it will ......"

The rest of the ministers said approvingly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the celebration day is very busy, and the minister has been busy until the early hours of the morning in recent days."

Celebration day, celebration day again.

Hearing this, Badr's temples bulged, but he didn't scold, but slowly closed his eyes.

After all the ministers had finished speaking, Badr slowly opened his eyes, his aura was completely different from that of Fang Cai, and there was a shadow of Ivan Bedford in his eyes.

Badr said slowly.

"Ministry of the Interior."

Peloz quickly stood up.

"Your Majesty."

"Have you been informed of this morning's decree?"

Peloz glanced at the ministers around him, and then said embarrassedly.

“...... Noticed. ”

Badr nodded, looking at the rest of the ministers.

The late ministers were in the majority, staring at them with strange eyes, looking like they dared not speak.

Yesterday Badr would have felt so prestigious, but today he only felt that the ministers were uniting to create the illusion that they were not really convinced of him.

Badr turned to look at the head of the military administration.

"How's the war going on the Eastern Front?"

Although the topic shifted, the atmosphere in the room was still tense.

Michele, the head of the military administration, stood up, and he bowed his head and said.

"The Venadas are menacing, but the Gaia Commander has rushed to the front, and it is only a matter of time before the Venadans are driven home."

"Minister Michael."

Hearing this, which was almost the same as yesterday, Badr sighed.

"I'm not asking you this, I'm asking you where the Venada have hit."

"This ......"

Michelle subconsciously glanced at Rackmond, who hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly before he spoke.

"The strength of the Venadas far exceeded the Empire's estimates, and the city of Lukaso withstood the three aftermath offensives, but due to the ...... of both sides"

Badr interrupted him, and he spoke calmly.

"So Lucasso City is broken, right?"

Michelle replied as if constipated.

“...... Be. ”

"When was it?"

Badr asked, but instead of looking at Michelle, he looked at Rackmond, and said word by word.

"Why didn't anyone inform me?"

Seeing that Badr meant to reproach, Rackmond quickly stood up, and he said in a pretended horror.

"Your Majesty, the minister also received the news last night, and I was worried that Your Majesty would not be able to work hard, so I decided to inform Your Majesty at the court meeting...... Rest assured, Your Majesty, the Commander of Gaia has rushed to the front, and although the city of Lucaso has been lost, the Venadas will not take another step. ”

"Is that ......?"

Badr muttered.

"Don't you think I don't know how to fight?"

As the words fell, the chamber fell silent, but the silence was quickly broken by Badr.

He waved his hand and said.

"Since Minister Lopez has informed me in advance, all latecomers will be given twenty lashes and will be punished after the meeting."

After saying that, Badr ignored the reaction of the ministers, and beckoned to Michel.

"Minister Michelle, report to me in detail on the military situation, I have just succeeded to the throne, and I cannot tolerate the Venada being presumptuous in the head of the Empire."

Seeing Badr's natural appearance, the rest of the ministers did not dare to speak out.

This is a chilling cicada, and it is also a grudge.