While Hawkins's move has had a good effect in recent parliament, it has also raised a lot of suspicion. Although he was young, he was never an indecisive man who was difficult to make a decision, or else he would not have ruled over the tens of millions of people in the tens of millions of square miles of the British Empire.www.biquge.info Even the imperial royal family did not understand his actions, and Hawkins had to go to the palace to conduct a closed "hearing" with members of the royal family. He has always been loyal to the royal family and has been able to protect its interests for a long time. To him, it seemed that anyone who was a dutiful Imperial Prime Minister was under tremendous pressure to stick to his decision, but for him it was in the group's plan. In fact, among those who opposed it fiercely, there were many members of the group, and even those members of the royal family who testified, and the group, through the prime minister's envoy, also gave Hawkins a guarantee that the group's proposition must be passed, and the process may feel quite unsmooth. Hawkins feels that he can not always understand the group's proposition, but one thing is to listen to the group's arrangement, and Hawkins requires that he must insist. Although the envoy who came to resign made him look uncomfortable, he was probably a member of the group with a higher rank than him, so he behaved respectfully. The envoy finished conveying the group's instructions, saying that he had rushed to the continent of Amerik to serve as the chief commercial representative of the largest overseas territory. Hawkins subconsciously said that he did not know about this, but the envoy took out the letter of appointment and said, Your Excellency, you have signed it.

Hawkins sent off the envoy, or the new commercial representative of the Overseas Territories, knowing that it was not surprising that there were people from the Empire government. Mystical rituals, omnipotent power at its disposal, the existence of this group in the empire, Hawkins never doubted. It is possible to attribute the inexplicable and the cleverness to the M of the group, but who is the M? What impressed Hawkins most in his mind was the almost triangular M he had seen in one of the few ceremonies. There are no legends, but they are definitely legends. As he paced back and forth, the Imperial Admiralty, with his fat body, poked his head out of the crack in the door, flatteringly explained, and after knocking on the door, no one answered, and then he dared to push the door in. The Minister of the Navy lifted his hat and told the solemn-looking Prime Minister that the Imperial Navy was ready, but he didn't know why it was divided into two detachments to carry out the mission. When the prime minister heard this, he said that he was not in love, and the admiralty minister became anxious. If someone falsely transmits the Prime Minister's order, it is a crime punishable by hanging. The best expression of the power of the empire is the naval fleet, and this is definitely not a place where things can go wrong. When Hawkins heard that the order had been given by the envoy, he did not understand why the group was doing so, but he reassured the Admiralty and told him to make all the preparations for the fleet's departure. The Admiralty Chancellor didn't want to ask any more and quit.

Hawkins thought about it, but still asked his entourage to prepare the vehicle and rushed to the Navy dock. Arriving at the Admiralty's luxurious seaside villa-like office building, the Admiralty Chancellor trotted over and said that he was making various preparations. Because the First Fleet was going to an area that the Imperial Fleet had never been to before, the navigators were nervously correcting some of the charts in the past. And the Second Fleet, led by the envoys rushing to overseas territories, had already set sail. Hawkins understands that the group has begun to bypass him and operate directly in the handling of some problems. It's not just a matter of trust, I'm afraid the group's actions are absolutely large-scale. Hawkins is like a piece of the past, this past is not complicated, just because someone said to Hawkins when this incident happened back then, this is the past and present life of M and his opponent. There is no beginning or end, and Hawkins, because he is young, doesn't that mean that this is not our business. But at that time, the other party was obviously very angry, and his voice raised an octave, saying that we were originally M's existence, and we were M's present life. Inexplicably, until now that I think about it, people can still make such an evaluation at first glance. Now that the envoy was gone, Hawkins had nothing to say for the time being, and he turned this arrival into a routine work inspection and left, as is customary in officialdom.

September discovers that the warships that had been rampant not far from the pirates for a long time have disappeared, and at the same time the island seems to have undergone some changes, showing signs of sinking. Anxiety and panic appeared in his mind at the same time, and life can have many experiences, but since the attack by the river, September has found that his life has been constantly uneasy and panicked. He didn't know whether to summon the islanders out of the underground space, so he could only keep watching. However, a few days later, I secretly returned to the mantle again and found that the direction of the sun rising was not at the original approximate time, nor was it in the fixed direction on the island. This only means that the island is no longer where it was! In other words, it was not the warships on the opposite side that disappeared, but the fact that they disappeared from the opposite side. Could it be that this island is mobile and can swim around. Years ago, September's ships had landed on the island in the fog, and now this weirdness is happening again. Without the day and night surveillance of the warships, he still had to fall into this weirdness of the island, and September summoned his children and grandchildren to make the matter public. Before he had finished listening to the old ancestor's words, someone raised his hand to signal. The third-generation islander, who is of September and Black blood and has brown skin, speaks an unfamiliar dialect of September's hometown, saying that the space underground has been found to be weird. When September asked what was strange, the islanders couldn't understand it, so they took September into the dark space below.

The little islander takes September all the way to a small space he has inadvertently broken into. The surface of the space looks like a stone gap, but if you wait a little longer, you will see a flickering point of light emitting from another gap in the corner. The flickering of the light point seems to have some kind of regularity, and after it is completed in turn, it is extinguished in turn. September linked the phenomenon to the buzzing sound they had already discovered, and he judged that this was the location of the entire island. I'm afraid that the whole island is controlled by a huge mechanism, and like a large ship, it can swim freely in the sea. But why has it not moved for a long time, but after the warship has been monitoring for a while, it has changed. After thinking about it in September, I found that the difference between before and after was that no one had entered the space underneath before. He stopped the urge of many islanders to continue observing, declared that this was the most sacred place on the island, and after leading the people to worship it, he arranged for people to guard the entrance. This new discovery seems to give September a sense of security, and he tells the islanders to return to the surface one after another to start producing and living, and go on with their lives.

Curris heard a loud noise, and the sky on the other side of the dock was already filled with thick black smoke, disturbing the otherwise clear moonlight. It seems that Koros has already taken action against Bules, so that the Empire of Blions will target all the private forces in the continent of Amerik, that is, those industrialists and merchants who are plotting behind the scenes. Although there is no evidence that the Industrialists and Merchants are already powerful enough to destroy the Empire's mighty fleet. However, there is no evidence that any other force can do this, so the direction of the spearhead must be directed at Curis and them. What empire sails around the world is simply a deterrent. The arrogant Imperial Navy under attack, the Imperial Government, counterattack and revenge may not be in place immediately, but as soon as the news reaches back to the Imperial Capital, counterattack revenge will begin. Curris was a little worried about whether he would be able to fight against Blas's revenge, but he didn't doubt the strength of Korors. He worries about whether the forces behind the scenes, as Chronos has mentioned, will intervene in the war between the realm and the Empire.

The new morning deputies, who have not yet fully understood the problems they have to deal with, have not even gotten used to the climate of the north of Emerik again, the warships of the docks. The Second Fleet, the most powerful second-class squadron in the history of the Empire, that he had brought with him from the Imperial Admiralty, was attacked. The Imperial warships, which had always been rampant, did not realize where the attack came from until they were mostly destroyed. The surviving naval officers and men, panicked, gave many explanations. Some say that the attack came from the bottom of the sea, others say that it came from the moonlit sky, and the individual insists on what he saw, and there is no conclusive conclusion. One guy was even more outrageous, saying that the attack came from the gods, from the gods of overseas territories. The envoy smelled the heavy smell of alcohol on the guy's body, and he understood a lot. But are other people's claims reliable, not drunken gibberish? Three heavy cruisers and eight light cruisers of the Imperial Navy, as well as troop carriers carrying the elite of the Marine Corps, were attacked. Even a ship carrying supplies was attacked, and the cargo, which had not had time to be unloaded, fell into the sea. The fire, caused by the explosion of the ship, enveloped much of the dock and attracted many people in overseas territories. The envoy's face was gloomy, and he asked for help, and then returned to his residence. He must report, and the group must know that the enemy on the opposite side has launched the most brazen sneak attack, and the group must move.

When the envoy returned to his quarters, he was supposed to report the situation in the usual way and send it back to the Imperial capital by the fastest mail ship. But he stopped, because who should this report be addressed to? Who in the group is the final order? From the moment he joined the group, he was no different from Hawkins, he was always given instructions, followed orders and acted accordingly. Although he seems to be a bit higher in rank than Hawkins, he can be sure that Hawkins, like him, has never seen the real M who it is. Thinking about it, he decided to write it later, or to say that if the group was interested in the matter, it would send instructions. And if, according to his official status, he needs to send the report to Hawkins, but there is no hurry, there is actually no difference between writing the report tonight and tomorrow night. The envoy brought himself a glass of whiskey, and he wanted to relax. The glass was brought to his lips, the door was pushed open, and no one entered. The envoy endured the cold wind coming in through the door, closed the door, turned around and went to get his cup again, and the picture scroll on the opposite side changed. This life startled the envoy, the characters in the picture were those who had just opened up the overseas territories of the empire, and they were just a painting, and now they were active. The ancestor with a cane in the painting changed from sideways to facing the envoy, and asked sharply why he didn't report the matter. The envoy panicked, and he respectfully told the envoy of the group what he thought. The messenger seemed to forgive him for his inadvertent mistake and asked him what he thought of the attack on the fleet. The envoy spoke of the report he was going to write to the prime minister, and tentatively asked how the bloc would deal with it. The envoy said that this was not something that every member of the group had to know, and the envoy reminded the envoy that drinking the dark red liquid in the cup for a long time would damage the group's cause on Earth, and asked the envoy to refrain from it. When the envoy gave up his red wine, he found that the messenger had stopped talking. The characters in the picture don't seem to have changed, still facing the envoy sideways. The envoy suspected that he had seen it wrong, and he was in a trance under the nervousness, so he looked at the red wine on the table, and after a little hesitation, he still drank it all with his neck tilted. After swallowing the last bite, there was only one thought in his mind, even if it was true just now, was it necessary for the group to be so mysterious. The group is fully aware of what's going on here.

Curis and many of the Territory's businessmen waited for the envoy's statement, then the Governor of the Territory issued martial law, then searched for the separatists day and night, and then in vain. It is not unreasonable for Curris to think so, and martial law has been the case in most past, and this time will be no exception. According to the legends of those who visited the docks that night, the attack on the fleet was simply not something anyone in the territory could have done. Suddenly, at the same time, the most advanced fleet cruiser in Breess could not be done with the strength of the whole country, but if you look at the whole earth, I am afraid that no one can do it. Only Curris knew the reason, and he noticed that Warman didn't come to the party today, so he had returned to the base at the bottom of the sea. While he was thinking about it, Warman came in, and he greeted people fluently. Could it be that this time it was the real Warman? Curris looked and looked, but didn't see a flaw. He shouted at his assistant, and Warman replied with a loud question of what everyone thought of it. Everyone knew that if Warman asked, it would probably be Mr. Curris who wanted to ask, but Curris knew, and perhaps in the past, Warman or Korrolls himself might not have the same idea in his head as Curris.

Curris smiled and looked at his assistant, who asked everyone. Everyone knew that the next 100 percent was the revenge of Bruis, and for such a naked provocation, any powerful imperial government would do it. The difference is only where the vengeful attack comes from, but does the Imperial government really regard the industrialists and merchants in the territory as the target of revenge? Could the Imperial Government be so unreasonably arrogant? When people say this, most people are optimistic again. Warman walked up to Curris and burst out laughing, mocking the people in front of him with impunity, saying that they were all children's IQs. The crowd began to be angry. Warman stopped laughing and asked everyone if it wasn't for the fact that the Empire needed such a war in the first place, and the scene was quiet for a while. For a long time someone asked in the corner, why did the imperial government need it? Warman said I correct what I just said, what I want to say is that there are groups behind the Imperial government, and they need this war. Warman waved his arms in excitement similar to that of the frantic Curris, and the frightened crowd was silent again.

The door was pushed open, and the doorman blocked it to no avail. The man pushed away the doorman's hands asking for membership certificates, and said in a few steps, this gentleman is right, there is indeed a dark cabal hiding behind everyone, and they want to destroy the empire and the empire's most valuable overseas territories. However, this group is not in the Imperial government, but in the territory of the continent of Amerik. This person's remarks had an even stronger effect in the already quiet venue. Curris surprises, Warman surprises, everyone surprises. He should be dealing with the troubles that just happened, how can he have time to break into this party at the club and be an uninvited guest? Out of politeness, Curris motioned to the bartender to serve a glass of authentic imperial wine, smelled it, and smiled and said that your statement is very special.