Joe stood at his desk, looking at the sinister typewriter in front of him.

He was a little excited, a little nervous, and a little inexplicably in awe.

Through this typewriter, tens of thousands of miles away, even with the most advanced trains now, it takes a month to travel day and night to reach somewhere in the imperial capital, Her Majesty the Empress of the Delun Empire is communicating directly with herself.

Empress Margrethe III, one of the two most feared grandmothers of Metland.

When he ascended the throne at the age of eighteen, he led the slightly declining empire to rise strongly, and with the last tough means, in just one year, he swept away a group of corrupt silverfish left by His Majesty the previous emperor.

In the face of the empty imperial finances, Margaret III made an arbitrary decision, promoted the status of big conglomerates and big businessmen, and gave them the name of 'Rong', so that these rich people who had huge wealth but did not match their political status turned into aristocrats...... In this way, the empire replenished its treasury in a very short time and tied the rich to the chariot of the empire.

The fusion of military Teutonic and wealthy Junkers turned the Delenian Empire into a bloodthirsty and greedy monster.

The rebellion in several provinces in the southwest was completely quelled within a few years, and the empire collected vast salt pans and countless salt wells, and the problem of salt for people's livelihood in the empire was basically solved; At the same time, a huge amount of high-grade metal deposits were collected, which made the metallurgical level of the empire rapidly improved, and the level of new ordnance advanced by leaps and bounds.

The plans of more than a dozen provinces in the eastern region to seek independent statehood were also strongly suppressed, and several big nobles who took the lead were razed all over the place. The eastern part of the empire was a traditional grain-producing area, and after the pacification of the eastern part of the empire, the problem of the empire's grain reserves was greatly alleviated.

In the north, the imperial army made a strong move, causing several small coastal kingdoms in the north to suffer unspeakably, and finally presented their credentials, and honestly became a vassal state of the Delun Empire.

Since then, the Delen Empire, which is a landlocked country, has obtained a valuable ice-free port outlet to the sea in the northern ice sea, and the imperial ice sea navy, which originally belonged to the decoration, began to expand vigorously.

The Empire took advantage of the situation to capture several large islands, including Ethran, and hundreds of small and medium-sized islands in the northern ice seas, and incorporated them into the empire's territory. The islands are barren but rich in gold, silver, and other precious and exotic metals.

To the south, the Imperial Army, led by the grandfather of the Duke of Rus', swept all the way, destroying several small principalities in the south, seizing new territories in several provinces, and more importantly, capturing the port of Tulum and the island of Casica.

As a result, the empire also gained valuable access to the sea in the south, and ocean trade began to bring astronomical benefits to the empire.

Relying on the port of Tulum as its home port and the island of Casica as its support and logistics base, the Delen Empire began to expand its influence in the surrounding areas of the Stormy Ocean. In the Black Continent, the Papaya Subcontinent and other regions, the sails of the Imperial Fleet began to appear, and the figures of the Imperial official and civilian expeditions were intensively active everywhere.

Under the command of Margaret III, the Delen Empire joined forces with the Ice Sea Kingdom and beat the Saint Sia Kingdom three times, almost subverting the national fortunes of the Saint Sia Kingdom.

At the same time, in the face of the temptation of the Lucian Empire, the Delen Empire fought back, and forcefully seized the Rule Plain, which can be called the granary of Medland, and swallowed this piece of rich fat meat that made the continental powers salivate.

In the ensuing revenge of the Lucian Empire, the Delen Empire became stronger and stronger, through the reform of the military system, and constantly trained a batch of elite soldiers using new flintlock rifles, and finally ten years ago, the first war almost completely wiped out the Lulé Empire's Rulai Legion, and the huge Lucian Empire surrendered, thus completely controlling the Rulai Plain.

In the past two years, the Delen Empire was using troops in the northwest.

At that time, the Lucian Empire invaded strongly, and the weakened Delenian Empire could only barely resist the Lucian army. Taking advantage of the fire, the Highland Kingdom seized the twelve provinces in the northwest, cut off the Lanyin Corridor, and established the so-called Principality of the Blue Wolf.

Now that the Delun Empire is all away from external troubles and internally stable, the Imperial Army is just taking time to march in the northwest region, defeating the Blue Wolf Principality one after another, constantly recovering the twelve provinces in the northwest that were lost a hundred years ago, and reopening the Lanyin Corridor.

Once the Rann Corridor is reopened, the Imperial Army will be able to cross the Lawrence Mountains and aim directly at the central hinterland of the Metland continent, and the shadow of the Empire will once again loom over the heads of hundreds of countries in the middle of Metland.

More than 70 years after Margrethe III ascended the throne, the original bloated, aging, decaying, and dull empire has been transformed and reimagined in just a few decades.

She is almost a living god in the hearts of the people of the Delen Empire.

In the more than seventy years of her reign, every year the Imperial Army fought, whether active or passive, and there was not a single year of cessation for more than seventy years.

She is known as the most murderous grandmother in Medland, and even more so by some people with a grudge - the warmonger of Metland!

Even if it was tens of thousands of miles away, even if the Empress of the Empire could not be seen in front of him, Qiao was still a little nervous and a little in awe. After all, even if he hadn't studied much since he was a child, he clearly knew the great achievements of Her Majesty the Empress, as well as her strong and tough methods.

Standing at his desk with his head held high, Qiao 1510 recounted what happened to him and his subordinates on the night of the 28th of last month.

Originally, he just led a team to intercept a batch of smuggled goods, but unexpectedly, Rafa actually abandoned his noble identity, disguised himself as an ordinary porter, carried forbidden things, mixed in the crowd, and wanted to slip away with the help of those smuggling cargo ships.

The raid on Sea Urchin Bay by the fleet commanded by the Duke of Ross directly made Rafa misjudge, he thought that his actions were mastered by the Imperial Army, and he immediately broke out and fled with all his might.

Joe said very frankly, "Your Majesty, when Rafa broke out and fled with all his might, I ordered his subordinates to avoid him and let him escape. Because I could feel what a terrible presence it was, and it was simply not something we could deal with. ”

"So, at first I didn't want to intercept him, I didn't think about what to do with him."

Inside the claustrophobic hall, Margrethe III nodded with satisfaction: "Honest young man, I like honest people. If he told me now that when he saw Rafah, he rushed up to him with all his heart, 'for the good of the Empire' or 'for the glory of the Empire,' and wanted to arrest him...... Ho, that's hypocritical. ”

Margrethe III smiled very quickly: "But this little fat man is good, and he can tell his true thoughts frankly, which is very good......"

On the typewriter, lines of blood-colored handwriting appeared, and Margaret III suddenly spoke: "Then, why did you strike and give Rafa a fatal blow, and finally sabotage his escape?" ”

On the typewriter, there was a pause in the appearance of blood-colored handwriting, and after a few breaths, new handwriting kept popping up.

"Lord Ross has been wounded, an arm has been broken, and Rafa is trying to disadvantage Duke Ross......"

"At that time, I didn't expect His Excellency Ross to be the Governor of the southern part of the Empire, and I didn't expect her to be His Excellency the Duke of the Empire...... My father and mother have told me many times that Lord Rose is the patron and friend of the House of Rita, and in particular, the Duke of Rose is my mother's best friend and friend......"

"During the investigation of the Mid-Autumn Bloody Case, I have felt the same care and protection from His Excellency Ross as an elder many times, and even some deliberate promotions that break the rules."

"I know in my heart and soul that I'm no match for Rafa. Maybe he can easily stab me to death with just one finger. ”

"But in that case, I can't let an elder who is kind, kind, and treats me well continue to be hurt by an inexplicable magic stick madman."

"So, I didn't think too much about it, so I rushed up."

"I knew that my strength wouldn't hurt him much, so I found a field cannon that was quite handy and gave him a head with all my might."

In the claustrophobic room, Duke Rose smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line, and he shook the small folding fan quickly in a very happy mood.

Of course, she could see and hear that Joe's statement was genuine.

In that case, in the face of Rafa's possible final outburst at any time, even if it was Duke Rose's own family, whether they would rush to rescue her in that situation was a matter of two words.

Joe, as he had stated, risked the possibility of being crushed to pieces, and delivered the final blow to Rafa in a way that shocked everyone.

"Lovely little one, I don't owe him my love for him." Duke Ross glanced at Siak triumphantly: "This filthy old bug, he doesn't want to get such wholehearted maintenance and love from his juniors in his life!" ”

Margaret III nodded slowly, she smiled and asked: "Then, I'm curious, my information here has not been updated in time, and my information here says that you only opened up the Sea of Power on the night of mid-autumn...... How much primordial power do you have now? ”

Joe took a deep breath, then told his first lie to Margrethe III without changing his face.

"Your Majesty, I tested it at home just now, and I now have about 400,000 pounds of physical primal strength...... Of course, this is not my credit, but a manifestation of my father's love for me. ”

"You know, the Rose Chamber of Commerce of the Vettu family has many business partners in the distant and magical Eastern Continent...... About a year ago, my father exchanged a 'dragon pill' from his partner. ”

"I don't know what 'Long Dan' is, but after I took it, my body that has been weak since I was a child has gradually become stronger and better, and after opening up the sea of power, my physical strength has improved greatly every day."

To be honest, Qiao really didn't know what 'Long Dan' was.

But on the way to Vigrar's mansion, Hesse told Joe that, and Joe said so.

In the claustrophobic hall, the important ministers behind Margaret III changed color at the same time, and Margaret III's pupils emitted a faint golden light, and she sighed in a low voice: "The magical Eastern Continent ...... 'Dragon Pill'?" Ah, the lucky little one...... Mata, my dear, put Joe's name on the first sequence of the Imperial Elite Training Program ......"

"Four hundred thousand pounds of raw power? What a lucky little guy. Margaret III shook her head and said with a wry smile: "This is not a good comparison, who has the better original talent between him and that Excellency?" However, after taking 'Dragon Pill', he has 400,000 pounds of raw strength, which is worth cultivating. ”

Smiling slightly, Margaret III said in a deep voice: "Then, Vigrar is ready to make a statement...... Joe, what are your thoughts on Seaak? ”

Jo looked at the blood-colored handwriting floating out of the typewriter, muttered for a while, looked back at the Marquis of Seeak with a distorted face, and said loudly: "If he were a subordinate of my Wittous, I would have thrown him into a beer keg, filled with pozzolacanic cement, and thrown him into the deepest trench off the port of Tulum!" ”