"Mr. Ambassador, when this time comes, you can give me a word of approval. If I take Princess Claria to the Federation to seek political asylum, can the Federation Army guarantee to help my country get rid of the Emperor?"

In the evening, in the secret conference room of the Federal Consulate of Landgolidz, when all the people of Galia were fighting for the salvation of the country, the Prime Minister of the Principality of Galia, Berruger, was drinking wine with the Federation Ambassador to the south, who coveted Galia's energy resources, and the main content of the day was to ask the Federation Army to enter Galia as soon as possible to help in the war.

"My answer is still the same as before, Lord Berruger. ”

Calmly, Mr. Ambassador shook the wine in his glass, and the red as bright as blood was even redder than blood against the background of the crystal lamp.

"One of the conditions for the Federals to be dispatched is that Gallia officially declares a union with the Federation as a protectorate, and the other is that Princess Clellia must 'voluntarily' go to the Federation to receive protection, both of which are indispensable. ”

The reason why the ambassador of the Federation is so calm is precisely because he knows that now Galia can no longer withstand it, and the emperor is heading towards Landguliz in the starry night, and it will not take long to reach here, and Galia has no second choice but to completely fall to the Federation.

As a diplomat, what he did was to take advantage of the fire to rob.

"This ...... Her Royal Highness the Princess has no problem accepting the protection of nature from your country, but the matter of merging into a protectorate ......"

The prime minister did not want to agree unless he had to, because then his political rights would be restricted, and he would change from a prime minister who held state power to a semi-puppet subject to the federation.

"Of course, Ghalia can continue to retain the right of political autonomy and only hand over the right to go to war, that is to say, ......"

However, the ambassador also understands that as a big man who has been in power for a long time, he cannot be willing to give up his rights, and he needs to try to ensure the rights of the prime minister on the premise of exploiting Galia as much as possible.

"The regular army of Galia must be supervised and reorganized by the Federation, and the diplomatic rights are partially withdrawn. This is our final bottom line, and we can't back down anymore. ”

In fact, it is enough for the ambassador to make Gallia a protectorate in name only, because now the Federation has no time to deal with the problem of Gallia and deal with the Empire, which is just a habitual mutual bargain.

"En......"

After all, there is little chance for him to intervene in the military power, and it is all controlled by the military department, and it is not impossible to hand it over. But......

"I understand what Your Excellency means, so please allow me to think again. ”

Although it seems that he is not harmful, as a government leader, how can he not see the problem of handing over military power. Once the military power is handed over, his own power will become a piece of meat that the Federation can pinch and play with at any time.

Without military power, Galia will not be able to stand up against the Federation, his power will become precarious, and he will become extremely passive.

"What are you still hesitating about, are you waiting for the emperor's chariot to drive to the palace before sending an invitation to the Federation?"

Now is the best time to close the net, and Mr. Ambassador knows that this is the time to get the most out of the integration of Gallia into the Confederation, and he himself will go down in history as a national meritorious service...... Federal history, of course.

"I ...... I ......"

Torment, the prime minister's mood at this time can only be described as torment.

As far as the relationship is concerned, he doesn't want Gallia, who has guarded him for half his life, to become a vassal country, nor does he want to send Claria, who he has watched since childhood, to the Federation, and more importantly, if he nods, Gallia will never have a chance to turn back. He didn't have any more opportunities for himself.

can only live in the shadow of the Federation with trepidation all his life, and he is no longer the prime minister who leans towards the government and the opposition.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"

Just as Berugzai was sweating as he stared at the merger agreement between the two countries in front of him, someone suddenly called him outside the door again. It came from outside the embassy.

"What's so noisy?"

It was not the Prime Minister who got up from his seat and walked to the window to check the situation, but His Excellency the Ambassador, in this consulate, his power was the greatest, and behind him was a federation a hundred times stronger than Gallia, and he didn't care what the prime minister in front of him, who was sweating profusely and was about to become a mourning dog, would think of his arrogance.

"Get rid of it!"

Saying that, he waved in front of the window to signal the guards to drive the person out, of course he understood that this was the prime minister's person, but so what?

What is there to scruple about a subordinate of a prime minister who will lose even the capital tomorrow morning?

"Great victory, Your Excellency Prime Minister, great victory!!"

The prime minister's secretary, who was beaten to the ground by the guards of the federal consulate, did not retreat or shut up, and followed the prime minister for a long time, he knew what the prime minister was doing recently and what he was going to do today, so he had to tell the prime minister this crucial news no matter what, because the matter was important, if he was later the prime minister softened, then Galia would really be gone.

"Pull it out! pull it out!"

Hearing the words of the prime minister's secretary downstairs, the ambassador's face instantly became very unkind, and he strictly ordered the guards downstairs to drive the secretary away, but it was too late......

"What did you say?!Asir?!What did you say?!"

But the prime minister had already heard it, as if he had grasped the last straw, and pushed the ambassador who was blocking the window open and asked loudly at the window on the second floor, at this time he didn't care about the prime minister's aristocratic majesty at all.

"The emperor is defeated! Prime Minister! The emperor is defeated by us!"

Leaning on the fence outside the consulate, clutching his elbow that had been smashed by the butt of a gun, the secretary Asir still raised his head and shouted excitedly to the prime minister on the second floor of the consulate

"Twenty minutes ago, the Lando Barcelona Regiment called! They said that they had struck the most elite 1st Independent Brigade and the 11th Brigade of the Imperial Gallia Dispatch Army in Basel, and after several hours of fierce fighting, with the cooperation of all the units of the Volunteer Army, they completely annihilated the 1st Independent Mixed Brigade of the Emperor, severely damaged the enemy's 11th Brigade, annihilated more than 7,000 enemies, and swept away all the Emperors on the south bank of the Reims River! The Emperors of the Western Front have now all withdrawn to the north bank of the Reims River! Landguliz has defended! We have won! We have won!!"

"Well played!

Never before, the Prime Minister, has he praised a unit so much, but today he made an exception, because thanks to this unit, Galia was saved.

"Your Excellency, Ambassador, about the agreement we have signed......

As he spoke, the prime minister threw the pen that had been held in his hand for a long time out of the window, straightened his shirt and calmly looked at the ambassador who had finally gotten up from the ground and was about the same age as himself, and said hypocritically and arrogantly

"I think we'll talk about it next time, and we'll take our leave. ”

“............ You...... Please......"

Without dwelling on the prime minister's rude behavior just now, the ambassador got up from the ground in a dismal manner, stretched out his right hand tremblingly, grabbed the certificate of merger of the two countries, which the prime minister had been staring at for a long time, and collapsed to the ground again......

He knew that he had lost an opportunity, a great opportunity.

God has given me the perfect opportunity to soar......

Lucky to be, Galia...... You're so lucky......

Slowly, the old man sat down on the ground and tore the credentials to shreds.