The magnetic energy unit at the bottom of the maglev chair emits a soft circular light pattern, which is very eye-catching.

But no one paid attention to whether his chair was any different from that of Prince Henrietta, and all eyes present were focused on his face, and at first they were surprised and puzzled, and at last they either turned into yes, or sneer, or gloomy.

He had a dying face, and hands and feet that trembled from time to time like a candle.

At his age, most of them have old eyes and dizziness, confused thinking and forgetfulness, which will make people upset over time, and make juniors hate and despise.

However, he is different, and no one will take him lightly, including Tramon, but also Gilcott.

All the royal family members present stood up to greet him.

Whispers rang out in the corners of the venue.

No one expected him to be there, killing everyone by surprise, and it was easy to see from the faces of Gilcott and Tulamon that neither of them had received any news that the old prince, who had long been ignoring politics and amusing the birds, would attend today's joint meeting.

Arnacy – Uncle of Prince Henrietta and uncle of His Majesty the King.

He has disappeared from the political scene of the United Kingdom of Turachs for more than a dozen years, but no one will forget him as a person, but he is rarely mentioned.

When Henrietta became the regent, it was he who proposed to assist Zangwell in handling the affairs of the court, and it was he who also used his prestige to subdue those old ministers and help Henrietta to the throne.

It stands to reason that he was Henrietta's benefactor, and the relationship between the two sides must have been excellent.

This was true at first, but as time went on, Henrietta grew in power at home, and he sat firmly on the throne of regent and refused to step down, so that the politically mature Zangowell could not let go. Exercising royal power.

As a result of this change, Annecy and Henrietta became increasingly estranged until they turned against each other.

At that time, there was no clear line between the old and new forces in the political arena of the United Kingdom of Turanax, because Al Nasi was like a giant mountain, and he used his prestige to control both sides.

In fact, he proposed Henrietta to be the regent, not as rumored back then, but to support the prince's power to suppress the new king. Or even instead, it was really for the sake of Hyneville, using Henrietta's political skills to divide and suppress those lords who were disobedient, such as Tripathi's father, such as the Archduke of Ruls in the border area with the Sauron Empire.

He believed that Henrietta was born into a royal family, and was the uncle of Zanggowill, and he was shrewd and capable, and he would be able to assist the new king through that difficult period.

His nephew back then. That is, in the later period of Zanggowell's father's reign, because of his physical illness, he neglected to take care of the government, but he didn't feel at ease to hand it over to others, and he couldn't even trust his own son. Over time, a group of courtiers with different hearts naturally emerged.

After the death of the first king, Zang Gewei succeeded Dabao with the support of a group of royal elders. However, due to lack of experience, lack of political experience and sufficient prestige, it was not enough to subdue the princes from all walks of life.

Because the internal situation of the United Kingdom of Tulanx is not like that of the Monya Empire and the Sulu Empire, the royal family controls most of the country, and the Olybald family really owns less than 40% of the country's territory, which is difficult to deal with the border princes. In particular, the big nobles who are huddled together form a strong deterrent.

After much consideration, Arnesi decided to install the most politically minded Henrietta as regent to assist Zanggowell in handling government affairs and ending the chaos in the political scene of the entire United Kingdom of Turanks.

He proved to be very discerning, and Henrietta relied on the contacts and means he had accumulated over the years. Let the state form change for the better, step by step on the right track.

Of course, there were many efforts by the lords to resist the royal family's efforts, including the rumor mentioned above that Arnacy had installed Henrietta as regent in order to take advantage of the kingdom's political crisis to replace him with Zangowell.

It was at that time that Henrietta's power began to swell, snowballing and bewitching, and began to show disrespect and neglect for the royal power.

When those rumors came into the ears of Praise Will, this new gentleman who had a city in his heart and had great ambitions, but he could only be like the little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, carefully figuring out the thoughts and actions of his mother-in-law and young mother-in-law, he would inevitably feel resentful and regard the two as thorns in his side.

A few years later, Henrietta used various political means to defuse the chaos of his friends in the kingdom, but he did not intend to retire, but formed a political force led by him, openly ignoring Arnesi and Zangowell.

As a result, Arnacy was furious and broke with Henrietta once and for all.

However, Zangowell and Al Nacy did not become closer because of this, because in the eyes of His Majesty the King, who had been a young daughter-in-law for many years, Arnessi's enmity with Henrietta was tantamount to dog eat dog.

On the surface, he was close to Al Nasi, but in fact he played Tai Chi between the two, intensifying the conflict between the two sides, and he sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, waiting for the opportunity to reap the benefits.

Arnacy did not know that the new king he supported had another purpose for being close to him, and thought that Zangowell was of the same mind as him.

It was not until later that the conflict between him and Henrietta completely erupted, forming a political storm that affected most of the country.

The storm began with an armed coup d'état, which was secretly planned by the regent and targeted by him himself.

There is no doubt that this is a self-written, self-directed, and self-staged bitter ploy, which is used as a pretext to purge the power group to which Al Nacy belongs.

It didn't matter what it was, the end result was a big win for Henrietta and a crushing defeat for Al Naci.

Of course, the reason for this situation is that Henrietta is powerful on the one hand, but there is another reason for this—the betrayal and fall of Zanggowell.

When Arnesi came to his senses, the group he led collapsed under the onslaught of Henrietta, and the remnants of the centaur were collected by Zangowell, forming the prototype of a new faction.

Al Nacy was devastated, and he was completely left alone.

Henrietta remembered the old love and did not do anything to him and his descendants.

Al Naxi left the royal capital with a smile, not a bitter smile, nor a lonely smile. Not to laugh at yourself.

Only a handful of people know why he laughed, yes, because of Praise Will.

His Majesty the King has finally matured and become a worthy monarch, albeit cruelly for him, except that politics has always been so. In exchange for his defeat for the awakening of His Majesty the King, the deal was worth it.

He was pleased.

There is also some faint helplessness and sadness.

For there can only be one winner between Henrietta and Zanggowell, as happened to him.

History is always strikingly similar, stumbling forward in one cycle after another.

When he left, he said that he would never set foot in officialdom again, and he would never talk about politics lightly.

Today, however, he has once again set foot in the royal capital, entering the most magnificent joint meeting hall of the Hal Palace. This situation and this scene, how not to be moving. How not to make people confused, how not to make people emotional.

He ...... Do you want to break your promise? ”

Some people with little brains thought like this, and it was not until Arnacy walked past the rostrum, walked past the core area where the great nobles were located, walked to the rest area at the far corner of the venue, and retired the attendants around him, that people reacted.

He was to be a witness.

Witness the end of this political struggle, which has lasted for more than 20 years.

It begins with him, at least at the end of the scene. He must also be there.

That's why he desperately fought against death. I worked hard to keep myself alive, and I have endured so many years on the sickbed and in a wheelchair, in order to make this reincarnation complete.

For a full stop, he waited for nearly 20 years.

Twenty years ago, he was beaten down by his own nephew. Today, Henrietta will also be defeated by his own nephew.

Gilcott looked at the figure of the old man in the corner, his expression complicated.

The originally unsightly faces of the members of the old-school forces continued to be covered with a thick layer of haze.

That guy called Tang Fang made them miserable.

Time goes on. Fermentation continues quietly.

Henrietta finally appeared, as usual, sitting in the maglev chair and walking out of the royal passage with a very chicken-looking crutch.

Melol walked behind him, his crisp suit making him look much younger. He was followed by two other princes, who, like Gilcoat, were representatives of the old school.

The maglev chair floated towards the rostrum, and in the process, Henrietta caught a glimpse of Arnacy in the corner, her body trembled slightly, and she let out a soft cough.

The three people in the back also noticed the familiar and unfamiliar back, and there were slight fluctuations on their calm faces.

Melore saw the smile on Turamon's lips, and then smiled coldly, thinking that today was really a good day, and even the guy who buried the loess in his scalp came out and gasped for a few breaths.

At that time, Henrietta did not exterminate all the members of the royal family of the Arnesi lineage, but today they have become spectators, watching this struggle without gunsmoke, but with the lives of millions of people.

Henrietta nodded at the figure in the corner, but as expected, received no response.

The maglev chair continued to move forward, and finally stopped at the rostrum and slowly fell.

Melol sat next to Gilcott, and the two looked at each other, a little spark bursting from their eyes.

Gilcott could have entered with them, but he didn't, because he had been a little unpleasant with Henrietta about his treatment of the Don.

He said that Henrietta had spoiled the boy too much, and that he was now on fire and facing ruin.

Henrietta said that the fire was there.

Gilcot was angry and simply came to the venue in advance.

It is impossible for outsiders to know about such a thing, just as Zangowill promised Al Nasi's request for admission, which was only a small episode of the whole meeting.

Henrietta's presence calmed the hearts of the old-school forces, and the gloomy expression on their faces softened slightly. The people of the new faction have also become less frivolous.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if it is at an absolute disadvantage because of Tang Fang, Henrietta's prestige accumulated in the political arena for more than 20 years as regent deeply affects everyone present.

Tramont had to admit that he was strong, even if he was dying.

It was a kind of spiritual strength, not pure martial arts.

Servis took out a handkerchief and wiped a drop of water from the corner of his lips, and looked at the crowded venue, with a hint of impatience between his eyebrows.

He hates crowded places, hates airtight environments, and hates the oppressive back in front of him.

Praise Will walked into the venue through the royal passageway, his steps light. Like the wind blowing willow leaves.

Sand...... Sand...... Rustling......

The royal robe dragged on the ground, the sword at his waist swayed gently, but his shoulders were as steady as iron.

Countless pairs of eyes were glued to his body.

Some dared to look at his face, some did not.

Those who dare to look at it think that it is still the same face, monotonous, boring, without any emotion, more cold than a robot.

Henrietta tightened her grip on the crutch. Eyelids twitched.

Melol had a puzzled look on her face.

The old man said, "He smiled." ”

"Who?"

In the next second, Melol swept over the ice-solid face, and the doubts in her eyes were even thicker.

It's still that face, the same face, which in some situations will make people feel like it's a lifeless zombie.

Henrietta shook her head, not elaborating.

Zangowell walked up to the rostrum, glanced at Arnesi in the corner, and nodded at Henrietta, Melol, and Gilcot not far away, and sat on the tallest throne.

His four brothers are divided into about it.

The lords saluted to the rostrum. Take a seat, and then the ministers.

The whispers of the venue disappeared, except for the sound of clothes colliding.

There was no music, no superfluous ceremonies, no motivational opening remarks, and naturally no thunderous applause.

ZangoWill just said lightly, "Let's start." ”

Three very simple words, a very calm tone, just like his face. Doesn't have any emotional overtones.

The venue became quieter, and even the sporadic coughing disappeared.

One of the princes beside Zangowell got up and walked to the podium in the center of the room.

Taryn? Olipod. His Majesty's own brother, like Tramon, had a great deal of weight in Zangowell's heart.

Tramon was in charge of the border districts, while Taryn was in charge of defense affairs at the "Kehanos".

If what Tang did in "Aradel" was controversial, then his purge of the nobility in "Georgia" could be called naked aggression. As Minister of Defence, he is the most qualified person to propose a troop initiative.

No one was surprised that he would be the first to speak, whether it was the old-school forces, the new forces, or the wall-riding faction, all of them calmly watched him take the stage. Watch him straighten his uniform, and then utter those words in a powerful voice—words that are not surprising.

"Presumably, everyone has heard of what happened in 'Georgia' a few days ago, the Singh family, where Duke Tripathi is located, is extremely vassal, and was killed by the Tang side in a very cruel way, and there are very few survivors."

"I believe that many of you are friends and even related to those who died. Now, they died miserably, some of them in the wilderness, gnawed and torn by wolves, mottled with blood, and disgusting carrion, and some of them left without even the remains. ”

"They used to be our colleagues, friends, and relatives, but now, all of them are the ghosts wandering by the Styx, swallowed up by resentment and sorrow, wailing, wandering......"

He paused slightly, as if he felt that such sensationalism was somewhat inappropriate, because most of the people present were old people who had been in politics for many years, and they had long been accustomed to this kind of trick, or they were familiar with it, and it was difficult to resonate with them emotionally.

It's a sadness.

If the biggest difference between humans and animals is feelings, then, in order to become a qualified politician, you must first learn to suppress your feelings.

There is no weakness without affection, there is no weakness to survive, and the longer you live, the more you have the opportunity to gain greater authority.

Just like what he just said, there is a strong sentimentality between the lines, but that sentimentality does not come from the heart, but from rational thinking and objective needs.

He uses reason to harness emotion in order to incite the emotions of others to achieve his own desired goals.

It's a deception, and it's shameless.

It's funny that Taryn forgot that there was a group of people sitting across from him, no...... Perhaps it is a blasphemy to use the word "human" to describe it.

The vast majority of the politicians present are proficient in this, so he is not only shameless, but also stupid.

Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Prince woke up in time, and no longer improvised, but organized the language according to the template written by the secretary in advance.

"Tang Fang's behavior in 'Aradell' and 'Georgia' fully illustrates one thing, he will not take our aristocratic status in his eyes at all, and completely ignore those rules that can be seen and invisible."

"He's from the Star Alliance, but he's more hateful than the Star Alliance's bullshit ideas."

"The point is that he has a powerful living warship, like a sword of Damoris hanging high above his head, which can be cut down at any time."

"He used to be in the Star Alliance, but now, he came to Tulanx to meddle in the internal affairs of 'Aradel' without authorization, and spread the subversive concept of the Alliance of Democracy, freedom, and the supremacy of human rights in 'Adiya', undermining social harmony and order stability."

"It's as if he's already considered himself half the master of 'Aradel'...... Perhaps in the near future, what happened to Daystar Pharmaceutical will be repeated - taking 'Aladell' for himself. ”

"Of course, he shouldn't be so direct, presumably he will support an agent, such as Bufffield, such as Carter? Bonarroti. ”

"If 'Aradel' is made a kingdom within a country, it will be like a cancer hidden in the human body, which will one day shake the foundation of the kingdom."

"Judging from the 'Georgia' massacre, he is a person with serious prejudice against the aristocracy, if he is allowed to gain a foothold in the kingdom and obtain enough resources to continue to expand the cluster of biological warships, what will happen in the future, I don't need to say, I believe everyone can also think of it."

"THIS IS AN INVASION BY THE RED LUOLUO AND A VIOLATION OF THE SOVEREIGNTY OF THE UNITED KINGDOM OF TURANX." (To be continued......)

PS: ——~ The Great Stick is dead, my poor Void Seeker.

The battle class is so powerful, and it can finally be written by an advanced unit of the Protoss.