In the brightly lit reception hall, Ptolemy paced back and forth with a gloomy expression, and even the cool night breeze could not calm his restlessness. He was dressed in a tunic robe inlaid with gold threads, and the golden power ring on his thumb reflected the dazzling colors, and his face naturally revealed the coercion of power.

"It's tricky!"

Ptolemy let out a sigh and clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles bulging out with exertion. The short purple-black hair, which was neatly combed back with a thick layer of hairspray, also became eclipsed at this time.

After the demonic plague subsided, the Sun King gradually ignored political affairs due to his dedication to cultivation, and transferred the executive power to the cabinet. After the cabinet was in charge of the affairs of the six ministries and hundreds of departments, it was actually equivalent to concurrently serving as the prime minister, and became the highest organ of power in the actual sense of the empire.

With further centralization, the Cabinet has also seen its membership shrink to the shrewdest and most capable of the seven. In order to facilitate their more effective exercise of power, the Sun King granted them a new title - Cabinet Participation.

Because of his royal blood, Ptolemy's physical fitness was much beyond that of ordinary people, and some of them had the energy to make up for their lessons. In addition, he is also willing to gnaw books, so his performance is the best, so he ranks first among the ministers. While gradually taking over administrative affairs, his power also increased day by day, and his status seemed to be above ten thousand people under one person.

In the eyes of others, Ptolemy did not have the name of prime minister, but he actually had the power of prime minister.

However, sometimes the title is really important, and Ptolemy knew very well that he was not a prime minister after all, and that he would easily be replaced by a competitor if he showed his flaws. Today, His Majesty the Sun King is in a very stable position, and he does not need to be a member of the royal family.

So you can't make a mistake yourself!

Especially in the field of diplomatic relations, once you make a mistake in judgment, you are likely to lose the trust of Your Majesty.

This time, the Norma people came all the way to form an alliance, no matter how you look at it, they are full of sincerity, and it is obviously a political achievement sent to the door...... But why does His Majesty think that the Norma people have impure motives?

Even if the head of the Karenz sect had confessed that the Normars had insulted the empire, Ptolemy did not find it abrupt. After all, politics is like this, you can't substitute emotional colors, for the sake of interests, you can be friends one second before or enemies the next.

But His Majesty's views cannot be ignored.

In this case, I will keep a few more eyes, even if it drags on for a few days, I must find out the details of the Norma people!

“......”

After making up his mind, Ptolemy's expression relaxed a little, and he raised his head to look at the night sky, just in time to see a few pillars of dazzling golden light breaking through the sky. In his astonished sight, the golden light of the night became denser and denser, almost dyeing the silent night into day. Soon, a disc-shaped flying machine pierced through the clouds and was silently suspended above the royal court.

......

"Your Excellency Ptolemy, the Norma have absolute sincerity in forming an alliance between the two countries, for the advantages of the two countries just complement each other. We have high-end industrial technology, you have Shenyuan machines and mechanics, and if you work together sincerely, you will definitely be able to solve the hidden danger of shadow creature invasion. ”

The representative of the Norma, Ms. Anne, took out a stack of papers from her purse and handed them to Ptolemy, who was sitting beside her:

"So, I hope that the Republic of Norma will become an all-weather strategic partner with the Menes Empire, and as an ally, we will provide you with industrial assistance and start-up funds. ”

Speaking of this, she inadvertently blinked slightly, chuckled and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "At the same time, for the sake of strategic needs, I hope that the two countries will send troops to each other and build military bases on their respective territories." ”

"Of course, we also want to be friends with the Norma. Ptolemy took the paper, his pupils constricted unnaturally, and then nodded slightly, smiling awkwardly rather than politely.

The fundamental reason why he behaved a little erratically was that this lady's clothes were too avant-garde:

The outfit was more of a set of erotic items than a dress—two black belts spread up her sturdy lower abdomen that showed through the waistcoat line, resembling an evening dress with a deep V open neckline. The buttocks are reinforced by a leather belt of the same color, and the two belts form a structure similar to ***, blocking the most intimate parts of women. The plump twin peaks are also lifted upwards with only one belt, so that most of them are exposed, revealing smooth and beautiful snow-white skin.

The two slender jade legs were wearing knee-length black shiny leather pants, and above was a black belt with a suspender structure, and the snow-white buttocks and thighs looked smooth and untouched. The slender neck and beautiful collarbones were not concealed, and the whole person sat beside Ptolemy with a strong musky scent, and he did not care, but this dress made the latter feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ptolemy felt uncomfortable, suspecting that this was a conspiracy of the other party, and thus increased his vigilance. Then, when looking through the documents, he found that the Normar people were not cautious, but extremely generous.

Anne carefully observed his expression, licked her red lips thoughtfully, subconsciously moved closer to him, and asked angrily:

"Your Excellency, is there a problem with the contract, and if it is all right, please hurry up and hand it over to your council chamber. ”

"Wait, I haven't finished reading it yet. ”

Ptolemy ignored the tantalizing scent of her and continued to read the document intently. He wrote down the contents of the alliance treaty that were unfavorable to the empire, and connected them one by one, trying to analyze the mentality of the Normars.

One by one, one by one

Just when Ptolemy and Anne were in the snake, in the energy center of the lunar base, Ivan also began to feel restless. In the process, the illusion he had already overcome actually had a tendency to make a comeback.

"Strange ......"

Ivan opened his eyes, and the fiery blood-red light in his pupils formed a ring, burning brightly.

Retracting the spiritual power that shrouded the artificial sun, the surrounding illusions suddenly stopped, and the electricity flowing in the void disappeared with it—the space that was previously like a lightning cage suddenly returned to normal.

"Why do I suddenly feel uneasy......

As he was talking to himself, the light wheel in Ivan's blood-red pupils rotated slightly, and after a moment, his eyes suddenly widened: "If I'm not mistaken, the Normars have almost arrived at Hyperion...... Could it be that this group of people really harbors evil intentions!?"

Thinking of this, he stood up with his back to the small star and descended in an oblique line to the reactor's thermal insulation wall. Then he lowered his head, clenched his right fist slightly, and a metallic scale armor on the back of his hand oozed out of the skin, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"If only I had a little more time...... Let me overcome these illusions once and for all, and maybe I can really break through that level. ”

Evan's voice gradually deepened, as if he was very tired, but the sound wave contained a huge amount of power, as if it could tear the space at any time: "Now my heart is in turmoil, it won't help to hold on any longer, let's go see what the hell the Norma people are up to!"