At noon the next day, the Empress sent a request for communication.

As Michael finished her lunch, the three-dimensional projection unfolded in mid-air, and she looked up and was about to speak, when a sentence struck her throat.

Her elder brother, the only prince of the dignified Notras Empire, the de facto president of parliament, and the former crown prince, slumped into the wide chair with a blue nose and swollen face, and looked up at her weakly.

At that moment, at a glance for ten thousand years, a strong resentment came to his face, and Michael felt a chill.

The first serious conversation between the brother and sister at the top of the imperial pyramid in decades was so thrilling.

“…… What did you do to Garcia? Michaelella's surprise and excitement reinvigorated, she and Garcia had worked together for many years, and naturally knew that the other party was as peaceful as an old man with half a foot in the grave.

"Your marshal is very," Alder touched his swollen face, "good at hand-to-hand combat." ”

He just wanted to tease this serious little marshal, but in the next second, he was locked in the joint and picked up half a circle and smashed it on the solid metal ground, followed by a one-sided beating.

As a woman, Garcia obviously lacks the right way to interact with the opposite sex in "this field", but her perennial high position also gives her a natural deterrent to most people, and no one dares to challenge her majesty, let alone molest her.

Prince? The emperor can't shake her status - after all, she was chosen by the emperor, and she has a good image of military achievements, and she has been respected in the army for many years, so there is no reason to move her, and she has never been cowardly in her identity.

The sound of subtle footsteps came, and Elder subconsciously trembled, and Garcia walked over with a cup of hot tea, as if the marks on Elder were not made by her.

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty." She bent slightly in respect, "We have about six days to reach the palace." ”

Michael Callella was rarely stuck, "That, the healing device is broken?" ”

also knew that he was tactfully trying to get a little benefit for his brother, and Elder quietly gave his sister a thumbs up in his heart.

is worthy of being the sister who secretly set fire to his father's dress with him.

"He said he didn't." Garcia simply refused, his tone was calm and firm, and what he said was the same as the truth.

Aldersen leaned back in his chair and felt a dull ache all over his body.

"Okay, okay." Apparently Megalla didn't want to fight for her brother a little longer, "Princess Glass is dead, did you dig something out of her?" ”

"Personally," Garcia pondered his words, with a rare hesitation, "Emperor Glass may have been mentally influenced by some outside influence. ”

"Huh?" Megaliella frowned, her expression becoming serious, "What way?" ”

"It's like a drug." Garcia thought for a while, "Not sure, after all, it is not easy to drug an emperor, and this drug must have a long-term effect, and it must be able to avoid the regular testing of the emperor's body by various instruments." ”

"That little princess means that the old emperor is old and has a desire for power, and he is hot-headed to make such a move." Michael was thoughtful.

"It's hard." Garcia shook his head, "Emperor Glass is far superior to His Majesty in terms of political achievements, which requires not only that he himself is excellent in terms of ability, but also that he is naturally far superior to others in terms of self-discipline. It had only been a few years since he began to gradually lose control and ordered an attack on Fortress Grimm, and there were too many doubts. ”

"For now, firstly, it doesn't make sense for Emperor Glass to change his style in recent years, and secondly, his choice of spending a lot of troops on the extremely well-defended Grimm Fortress is not something anyone who knows anything about military affairs should do—" Garcia thought for a moment, looked up at Michaelella, and was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

Michaletella's face darkened: "Why do you say that my political achievements are not as good as his?!" ”

"It's different, you've been in power for a while—" Garcia immediately tried to explain.

"I've never missed a meeting! I have to review all kinds of nonsense documents every day! Agarela interrupted her in a fit of rage.

"I know, but the two countries have different polities!"

"Elder. Sturat has not even appeared in the capital of the Reich since he succeeded to the presidency!! ”

The contestant who was lying down on one side chose to play dead on the spot.

"I pressed the Senate to raise the military budget for five years, and you said that my political achievements are not good?!!"

"That's the Acting Speaker—"

"I'm going to strike today!!"

At the end of the call, Micaliala angrily raised her hand to turn off the video, leaving the marshal, who was still trying to stay, and the prince, who was touching and covering his ears, looking at each other.

It's too hard. Garcia pressed his temples and sighed with difficulty, it was too difficult to take care of the child.