"If that's the case...", the Secretary-General sitting next to him raised his glasses, "Today, the Sirius Legion has approached the Holy Helmet Citadel where the Golden Lion is located. Marshal Windsor Bello personally led the army, and the time of the attack was set for twelve o'clock in the afternoon. If this battle starts, I'm afraid that even if the golden lion is replaced by a successor, it will not sit at the negotiating table because of hatred, right? ”

Alan said: "Then inform the teacher to stop the attack." ”

"You do it right away." Mobile said to the Secretary-General.

Alan said in a deep voice, "Mr. President, can you send someone to take me to the Holy Helmet Fort." ”

"Of course there's no problem with that."

The Holy Helm is not a fortress, but the name of a new city. The city was founded by the Golden Lions, and the predecessor of the Holy Helm Citadel was just an ordinary city on the surface. The city was destroyed by the invasion of the Nirms, and the Golden Lion rebuilt and expanded on the ruins of the city. Today, there are no tall buildings, but roads lead in all directions, and canals are dug to divert water, forming a canal that runs through the city for the city's inhabitants to drink.

One of the biggest features of the city is that you can see anti-aircraft batteries on various vantage points of the city. As for the perimeter of the Holy Helmet Fort, various fortifications have been poured. The Golden Lion turned it into a war fortress and home to Kapro's base camp.

At the moment, Kapro was shaving in his bathroom, and after he trimmed his beard, he looked at himself in the mirror with his hair cut short, he was almost ten years younger. Originally, if he wanted to, he could have kept his appearance in the prime of life. After all, after crossing the thirtieth level, his lifespan has been greatly extended, so the middle age period is very long. Usually the strong people of this level, they can keep the spring alive.

Of course, there are also some outliers among these strong men, who let their appearance pass away with the wind. That includes Horn and Kapro.

Horn's ideas are extremely exquisite, but Capro himself is trying to lower the vigilance of the Union and the New Party, allowing himself to grow old, making people think that the lion and the majesty are gone. After leaving the battlefield that year, Kapro has kept a low profile, and even gave the illusion that the marshal was in retirement. Who knew that this lion was ambitious, and all the appearances were created by him.

Now, his purpose has finally been achieved. After decades of painstaking management, he cultivated his connections bit by bit, infiltrated them one by one without the Federation noticing, and finally firmly controlled the ace army of the Golden Lions in his own hands.

and, at the most opportune time, to secede this legion from the Union and make it its own private force.

So at this time, he didn't have to hide it. After Capro swept away his old state and changed into a uniform, he felt as if he had returned to twenty years ago, and even his steps were much more powerful than before.

He was enjoying his breakfast in the dining room.

Breakfast was plentiful, with a fried seven-ripe steak drizzled with a black pepper sauce and topped with pieces of mint leaves to taste. In addition, there is mashed potato salad and fresh juices, each of which is made with the utmost care, and these dishes are made by a private chef.

Kapro puts a small piece of steak in his mouth, enjoying the aroma of the food in his mouth. An assistant next to him reported: "Marshal, Sirius is less than a hundred kilometers away from us. In another half an hour, they will be ready to attack. ”

Soft music was playing in the dining room, and Kapro put down his knife and fork and laughed, "I'll bet you, I'm sure Sirius won't attack like this." They tried to get as much leverage as they could before putting me back at the negotiating table. Politics is like that, war is just a means. ”

"What about us?"

"Of course, we have to do our part. Inform you, Helmet Fortress is in a state of war, all defensive batteries are lifted, and we must welcome you all Sirius. ”

Kapro picked up the juice and raised his glass in the direction of the nobody.

A hundred kilometers away from the Holy Helmet Fortress, there was a roar in the sky, and a fleet slowly cut through the sky, driving away the thick clouds. This is Sirius's fleet, consisting of one mothership, three battleships, and hundreds of battleships.

The flying pieces of metal and iron form a powerful image, and the beasts on the ground scramble to escape from the murderous sensation emanating from the metal machines.

Windsor Bello was on that mothership, and this time she didn't drive her own, but only used the one with the Sirius logo. In the command hall, Marshal Greedy Wolf sat on a high seat. She was dressed in a military uniform, and a golden badge carved with a wolf's head glittered on her military cap. The military hat that was draped diagonally on the head hung low, and the visor blocked the small half of the marshal's face.

The endless turret was casually held by her, and Windsor Belo did not say a word, but was full of murderous energy.

"There is still half an hour, and you can enter the battlefield." A Sirius general reported loudly under the bridge.

Windsor Belo stood up with the source device and said lightly: "You guys are on standby here, I'll go and meet with Capro and prepare a small ship for me." ”

Moments later, a battleship erupted from the mothership's belly, and two blue lightning bolts erupted from behind its hull, propelling the ship's rowing toward the end of the Helmet.

The Holy Helmet Fort was immediately aware of the battle ship flying alone, and Kapro, who had already eaten breakfast and stepped into the command building, happened to see this picture on the big screen, and he grinned: "Windsor Bello wants to come to see me." ”

With a shook, he took off his fur cloak and strode out of the command building.

In the sky outside the Holy Helmet Fortress, a flying ship came from far and near, and finally hovered beyond the range of the defensive battery. The door to the pilot's cabin opened, and Windsor Bello jumped onto the top of the ship's hull, holding the endless turret, and took a deep look at the gray city opposite, and then spoke: "Kapro, get out of here!" ”

Her voice was not very high, but it rolled like thunder over the city, and the sound grew higher and higher, and finally turned into a thunderclap.

"Windsor Bello, if you're coming to negotiate with me, then you can go back. My conditions are still the same, if the Federation refuses to agree, then there is no need to say anything. ”

Standing on the defensive wall in front of the Helmet Fort at some point, Capro replied with his sniper rifle on his shoulder and a cigar in his mouth. His voice was as low as a drum, and it swept across the earth, and the earth hummed no worse than that of Windsabella.

Windsor Belo on the airship showed a charming smile, but unfortunately she was in mid-air, and there was no ghost around her, but no one appreciated this smile: "You are mistaken, I am not here to negotiate with you." I was not a politician throughout. ”

"So what are you doing here, reminiscing?"

"Of course not." Windsor Belo raised the Endless Fort and pointed in the direction of the Holy Helmet Fort: "I am here to end your time!" ”