The three Garcia were lying in the capsule-shaped metal cabin, and the blood-red number on the display jumped: "Ten seconds left before the jump... Nine seconds..."

Garcia closed her eyes, she was never used to the feeling of losing her center of gravity when she jumped.

“… Two seconds, one second..."

The next moment time and space were connected, the space around the body was infinitely elongated and distorted, and in just a moment, the mecha resumed operation, Garcia opened his eyes, and the Netherlight Brain was lying outside the glass cover with a glittering light.

"Marshal, Captain Abel is waiting outside." Nether opens the metal pod, and the display screen facing it is projecting the environment outside the mech.

Garcia pressed his temple, "Open the door." ”

The mecha landed steadily in the open space, the hatch opened silently, and countless miniature detectors flew into the mecha, quickly circled and then immediately exited.

After Garcia and the three left the mecha, the Netherworld was immediately shattered and reorganized, turning into a small bracelet hanging on Ivy's hand.

Able stood up straight and saluted her: "Report to the marshal, Princess Grasse is in her bedchamber, and all the troops arranged around her have been evacuated outside the palace. ”

Garcia nodded, "Good work." You don't have to come along. ”

Ada and Ivy also stopped, standing still and not following.

Ida looked at Garcia's distant back and stabbed Abel on the side: "What did Your Majesty ask you to do?" ”

Able rolled his eyes, "Your Majesty has always done his own thing, and he has been at odds with the Senate for a long time, so this is not an opportunity to frustrate the Senate's spirit. ”

Ivy sighed.

In her opinion, it is really unnecessary to ruthlessly save face in the Senate for such a trivial matter at this time, and in the end it is up to the marshal to maneuver from it.

"The loss is that the marshal has a good temper, and he just returned to the capital after the battle and rushed over non-stop." Abel shrugged, "But lately, the capital has also... Eh, it's better to go to the front. He muttered.

Ida nodded subconsciously: "Who said it wasn't ......"

She realized that something was wrong with what she said, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Albert: "You're all right, there's a marshal in the way. ”

It would be nice if the Empress didn't let them face the Senate and the Parliament.

He thought for a moment, "When will the Acting President come back?" Is there any hope for an increase in military spending this year? ”

Ida rolled her eyes: "It's been five years since the Senate was raised, and the president of the council can't make his own money, and Miss Wen Wan will be crazy if she is adjusted." Leave her alone. ”

Able pouted: "As long as the majority of the parliament agrees, what is the matter with the Senate?" Day by day, I know how to scrape money, is there so much money to keep the cubs?! ”

Ivy: "Be quiet when you say bad things, find a quiet place and we'll whisper..."

The military department's anger at the Senate has not been for a day or two, and it has been stabbing villains against the people of the Senate behind their backs all day and night.

Garcia naturally didn't know that the three of them were secretly complaining about the Senate, and she stepped into this palace again, only half a month after the last time.

Half a month ago, the artillery bombardment outside the palace, the people in the palace have fled, the emperor for some reason, wearing a royal dress, quietly sitting on the throne, as if waiting for the arrival of the marshal.

The emperor of Grasse is too old to be able to return to his youthful state through genetic surgery. However, when Garcia looked at him through the stairs, it seemed that he could still get a glimpse of his former haughty posture through a long time.

"It's the first time I've seen a real person, Marshal Garcia." The emperor's voice was old, "younger than the image on the screen." ”

Garcia was silent, she wondered about the sudden war, and even more incredible was the hasty ending.

Emperor Grasse gave a strange smile, which looked particularly hideous on his wrinkled face: "Even you don't know...... It's good, it's really ruthless, and I can't escape a fate......"

Slowly, he became sad again, and with trembling hands he touched the golden throne: "My country... people..."

The Emperor was silent for a long time, his cloudy eyes carrying the last bit of hope: "Your monarch... Will he be a good emperor? ”

Garcia looked at him, the empty hall, the breeze blowing in his ears, and the subtle sound of the mecha as it transformed could not be drowned out by the Emperor's words.

The next moment, the platinum ring on his finger was instantly shattered and reorganized, enveloping Garcia in it, and the cannon fire came through the gate from behind, and in the firelight, the humanoid mecha summoned a shield with one hand, and the current in the palm of the other hand converged, and the light particle cannon was charged!

"Who knows?" Garcia's voice came from the mecha, which was extremely cold, "I don't exist to make her a good emperor, and what I do with your subjects is not my responsibility." ”

In the year 17058, the last emperor of the Grasse Empire died at the hands of Ash. The hand of Marshal Garcia, disappeared into the universe along with the country.