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When the Marquis of Iron Hand, Titans Monte Cristo, met Archduke Durre Condon of Lingyan, the new prime minister of the empire, who had been in high demand after the banquet incident, had just returned from the palace. He cleaned up briefly, and met Titans Cristo in his study.
"Listen to Daya, don't you like communism and Elena very much?" , sitting behind a huge, empty desk, DΓΌrer Condon's face was visibly tired. For three days, the whole of Roswell was restless over the failed Thermidorian plan, and the Emperor's royal police and the Cabinet's gendarmerie were arresting people everywhere, and the nobles involved in the Thermidorian coup d'Γ©tat and those who were not involved were terrified. The only people who are relatively open-minded are the small citizens who don't quite know what is going on, they work day after day, and they don't really care about the life and death of those big people.
"Yes, my lord, not only do I not like communism, I also don't like those hypocritical nouveau riche, aristocrats should have aristocratic temperament and inheritance, without a hundred years of family history, how can they be qualified to call themselves nobles? Those nouveau riche will be unlucky sooner or later. β
Titans saluted gracefully, but his tone was not very harmonious. DΓΌrer Condon paused slightly, letting down his last guard of salt. Feras Navrei has done a detailed investigation of this Titans Cristo, and it can be confirmed through various channels that the strange surname of Monte Cristo existed when the Third Republic of Fern was still an empire, and, judging from the information of the Mage Tower, this family was still somewhat connected with the Archmage Huni Havari at that time. After verifying the source, the lonely man, who had no connection to Ankenrein, became the best person for a certain idea of DΓΌrer Conton.
"Recently, as you know, Emile Owen and the Owen family tried to rebel and implicated many people. Yesterday, Prince Wenfeng has also been imprisoned by His Majesty to persuade him to enter the stage, and it is estimated that he will not be able to get out in this life. A large number of new aristocrats and those nouveau riche you don't like have been arrested, and quite a few positions have been vacant. These positions are reserved for those who truly support His Majesty and support me, Dulle Condon. Marquis Titans, Your Majesty and I admire your position and abilities, and have heard of your ancient ancestors. Do you have any thoughts on these positions? If anything, as the new prime minister, I can still do this. β
Hearing Condon's words, Titans knew that he had already passed the test, and that the Emperor and his new henchman, DΓΌrer Condon, had already seen themselves as their own. This is the biggest progress in the intelligence work of the Elena Anti-Investigation Bureau so far. He saluted respectfully, calming his heartbeat, and then looked up, with a hint of flattery in his loyalty.
"My lord, I like the serfdom in your country very much, and I don't want it to change because of those new Ram's ideas. If so, can you make me the minister in charge of serfdom? β
"That's the Secretary of State for Agriculture," Conton shrugged, "it's not the most lucrative position, and it's still being questioned." Don't you want to be the official manager of Elena merchandise? That's a fat, oily position! β
"Cut-", Titans made no secret of his contempt for Elena, "I can't kill those undisciplined and incomprehensible brutes, and if I could kill them, I wouldn't have let them run rampant until now." How can a country not have an aristocracy? How can mud legs be the same as nobles? We are born nobles, they are born mud legs, this is the law of the world! β
"Poofβ"
Durree Condon smiled, and although he knew Titans' attitude, he still felt a little amused to hear a man from the Republic say this to himself. However, the last test question is over, and Titan should be someone he can trust, and it's time to tell him the truth of the matter.
"Titans Conan Doyle Kardaune Marquis of Monte Cristo", rarely, Durree Congton used the full name of Titans. Hearing Dulle Condon's name, Titans knew that the play was coming, so he folded his legs and stood up, waiting for the follow-up orders.
"Your Majesty has decided to launch a general attack on Elena in three days. The army of 800,000 was ready for battle, and the evidence that Gastens was not a Magister was well known. Elena, a deformed rebel force intent on subverting Anken Rein, will eventually be destroyed. After discussion and deliberation with Your Majesty, we have decided to appoint you as the Minister of Serfdom Reform, responsible for abolishing serfdom in our country and giving equal status to serfs! β
"Huh?"
Titans was stunned, the news that Ankenrein was preparing to go to war was very important, and he had to find a way to get the news out. However, what about the official title given to him in the back? Reform of serfdom? Paul Gibson's head caught in the door?
"I know you don't understand," laughed DΓΌrer Conton, "that Elena's policies were so bad among the serfs that many of them wanted to escape. We are about to go to war against Elena, this war Your Majesty has been planning for a long time, if there is any chaos in the serfs in the rear, such as rebellion, riot or something, it is likely to affect the outcome of our war. In order to prevent this from happening, His Majesty will introduce a policy to begin a pilot abolition of serfdom in the city of Montenegro, and to provide serfs with better treatment than Elena. The purpose of this pilot is to stabilize the serf class in the country, so that they do not think about Elena, and know that they can be free without rebellion, riot, or desperateness. After the victory in the war, this pilot will be canceled and the serfdom policy will continue. Therefore, the person in charge of this work must be a person who likes serfdom, and must be a person who is not so easily moved by the capitalists in the country. We thought about it and found you. You understand, right? β
It turned out to be just a trick.
Titans breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little surprised by the Emperor's thoughts. If everything really goes according to his plan, Anken Rein, who defeated Elena, will have an extremely powerful voice, and at that time, as long as the country is stable and the war wounds have recovered, and then cancel the pilot, even if the serfs have the heart, they will not have the help of external forces like Elena, and it will be impossible to find a way to fight for their own power.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
Titans saluted again, but his heart began to worry about the coming war. Although there were some vague clues before, and Elena was also wary of Paul Gibson, but at this time, the information in his hand had to be sent out.
"This is a beautiful move, that is, it stabilizes the domestic situation in wartime, and cuts off the opening of Elena to replenish the army, and it can also temporarily unite the domestic bourgeoisie, eliminate the opposition forces, and form a joint force to attack Elena. When the time comes, our 800,000-strong army will fight the opponent's 120,000 troops, and all of them will be equipped with heavy sword rifles, so it will be impossible to lose! β
Titans didn't mind revealing his thoughts, and as a valued person, he had to show basic abilities. As for the information on the heavy sword, although it is said to be confidential, many people in Roswell also know it, so there is no need to deliberately pretend not to know.
"That's it," Durree Conton handed Titans a scroll, "the letter of appointment has been written, you can take it, is there any problem?" β
"The ......"
Titans Monte Cristo hesitated, "How did Your Majesty know that Gastens was not the Archmage?" β
"This ...... It's not something you should know, but if nothing else, go back and prepare. Tomorrow at noon, Your Majesty and I will see you off, and the serfs of Montenegro and Montenegro are waiting for you, the savior! β
"Don't dare to ...... below"
Bowing his head again, Titans turned to take his leave. He already knows enough information, and the next thing is to find a way to send it out.
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Watching Titans Cristo leave, Durre Conton was silent for a moment and rang the bell. After a while, Daya Jackman, the butler, appeared in front of him.
"You find a few suitable accountants, now those new Rams have been arrested a lot, and their inventory and property, Your Majesty has handed it over to me to deal with. You go to Firas, ask him for someone, take our own accountant, and go to the house, you know? β
"Understood, master."
Daya Jackman nodded in response and asked again.
"I heard that His Majesty already knows that Gastens is not the Grand Magus?"
Hearing this, Durre Condon glanced at Daya, "You're pretty good, yes, that's it, Elena is finished, understand?" β
"Understood, my master."
Daya Jackman bowed and stepped back. Only a man sitting behind a desk was left thinking.
What would the world be like without Elena?
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"Your Majesty, isn't it risky to say that? After all, our conclusions are only inferences, and there is no evidence that Gastens has the means to release that magic, nor is there any evidence that he has the ability to release magic continuously. However, this conclusion does not deny that he is the Grand Magus. If you want to promote the national war on this basis, is it not worth considering? β
Didier Lashaw, the director of the Mage Tower Academy, stood in front of Paul Gibson with a look of trepidation. He had just learned the news that the big war was imminent, but he didn't expect His Majesty to be so bold and dare to bet on that person's hole cards.
"Releasing magic once is already a miracle, but where is the possibility of releasing it twice?" Paul Gibson smiled, "You don't have to worry about this. Elena is already too powerful to be cured, and if we don't do that, we will be destroyed by them. They can only take advantage of their fledgling wings now to destroy their main force and eliminate them in one fell swoop with absolute superiority. Only in this way can Anken Rein's royal family continue. Do you understand? I don't need you to give me a 100% answer, I just need a support that will allow me to win. For those key members, you must have the same caliber as me, understand? Stun them in the jargon of your mage tower, convince them that it is impossible for Gastens to release magic, that's your job, that's what I'm trying to get you back, you know? β
"I see, Your Majesty."
Didier Lashaw bowed his head and saluted, and when he looked up again, he was already determined.
"If, if Gastens is really the Grand Magus, then I will definitely not die after Your Majesty!"
"Alright."
Paul looked at the old man in front of him, "What kind of fighting power do you have?" Do your job and wait for my news! β
"I see, Your Majesty."
Didier Lashaw turned to take his leave. Paul was the only one left in his study, and after a moment's thought, he shouted softly behind the screen.
"Come out, son."
In response, it was Gary Gibson, the ninth prince, who took two steps forward, dragged a stool and sat opposite the emperor, looking at his father very seriously.
"Father, I was a little surprised that you really chose the second of the two paths I gave you."
"What, can't I be impulsive with your father?" , Paul Gibson looked at the Nine Emperor Princes in front of him, his eyes were full of appreciation. Soon after returning to Roswell, after making the proposal to abolish serfdom on his own initiative, his youngest son gave himself another suggestion in private.
Elena's growth rate is terrifying, and if they are not stifled as they grow, Anken Rein will have no chance.
Reform yourself, or destroy the enemy. These are the two pieces of advice that Gary Gibson, the Nine Emperors, brought back from Elena, and each of them hit the most painful point in Anken Rein.
"Your Majesty, when I came back from Elena, I still have some understanding of Elena's peripheral production capacity. Their soldiers, peasants and workers were very cohesive, and although the total number of troops was not large, they were very strong in combat. We have a large army, but we are not strong enough in combat or confidence, and I feel that if we are going to fight, we must concentrate all our forces to win the first battle, and then divide the provinces of Siloam and Enspen as quickly as possible. Siloa, the largest iron ore producer in Elena, and Engspan as their industrial agglomeration, divide the two parts, and if a total blockade is imposed, Elena's huge industrial machinery will not be able to run smoothly, and we will have hope of a final victory. β
"Good, good."
Paul Gibson looked at his son and nodded in relief. He already had a rough idea of how to deal with Elena, and his son coincided with him. In that case, what is there to hesitate about? As Gary said, the more time Elena gets, the closer Ankenrein's death will be. The war he unleashed would become a war of redemption, a war that would decide the fate of Ankenrein. Like Gary said, absolutely, can't lose.
"Father," Gary observed Paul's expression, "the reason why I made the first suggestion to you while Minronia was there, and the second suggestion in private, was to leave us a way out. If this war is lost and Ankenrein falls, we also need someone who can carry on the blood of the royal family. As a representative of the royal reformers, Elena should need me to stabilize the upper class of the country, so ......"
Paul was silent, he looked at his son, who was only sixteen, and was silent for a long time, then stood up and rubbed Gary's head.
"It's not a good place to persuade to enter Taiwan, do you really want to go?"
"Elena has been here for two years, what else can I not go?" , Gary Gibson's eyes were full of determination, "Father, it's all for our Gibson family." β
"For the Gibson ......"
Paul frowned, but finally made up his mind.
"Good! Then you go and talk to your heartless brother! β