The next day, the Valstad Empire and the Solan Kingdom loyalists began to prepare for the upcoming coronation ceremony, and the first thing to solve was the work of guiding public opinion.

The high-level leaders of the two sides met with representatives of the local press circles at the town hall, and 28 major newspapers were sent to attend.

The atmosphere of the meeting was generally pleasant and harmonious, after all, everyone was disgusted with the Voodoo Church, and many cooperation projects were successfully facilitated, but occasionally there were some unpleasant ones.

Valstad's Imperial Prime Minister, Dali Einfurt, said to the editor-in-chief of the Oriental Morning Post:

"I want your current affairs columnists to write articles in favor of His Royal Highness Prince Ingram to pave the way for the coronation."

"Please excuse me."

"Why?"

"My Honourable Marquis, I am the chief editor of the newspaper, majoring in literature and history at the Academy, and I have sworn before my mentor that I will report the news objectively and honestly, and that my professionalism will not allow me to lie.

Before you came, my colleagues at the newspaper were killed, I myself was persecuted, I was only released from prison yesterday, and even under the threat of voodoo, I never gave in, and my pen always tells the truth. ”

Dalí Einfoot was not angry, but had more respect for this tenacious and unyielding man of letters:

"I don't ask you to lie, I just want your newspaper to avoid scandals and praise more when reporting news about the prince."

"Biased, misleading reporting is not fundamentally different from lying."

As he spoke, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper glanced at Prince Ingram on the throne, and found that the prince was harassing a maid girl serving tea, so he whispered:

"We all know very well what kind of virtue this prince is, this boy is unlearned, lustful and playful, destined to be a mediocre character.

Although better than his crazy and violent brother, he is still a cynical playboy overall, and if it weren't for the kingdom's urgent need to restore order, it would certainly not be his turn to inherit the throne. ”

"But it is a pity, Solans, you have no choice, King Louis I is such a son.

Either you choose this nasty imp to be king, or you accept the chaos of anarchy,

At least you have a loyal leader to rely on, Duke Leclerc will be the prime minister of your kingdom, and if you want the new kingdom to rule smoothly, your newspaper media would do well to give some positive coverage to your new monarch.

Think about it, if the monarch of a country is portrayed as a playboy by the newspaper media all day long, and becomes the object of ridicule and ridicule after dinner, then the credibility of the new government will be lost. ”

"You have a point, Lord Marquis." The editor-in-chief of the newspaper nodded after a moment's thought:

"I take your suggestion, the Oriental Morning Post will make a positive report for the prince, damn it...... It's hard to find the good in this kid......"

Meeting after meeting, at noon, Prince Leopold Schumacher, a representative of the Imperial Army, met with the leaders of the local militia and underground resistance groups in the dining room.

One of the bearded men, apparently putting life and death aside, pointed to Prince Leopold's nose with great audacity and said:

"Don't take us Solans for fools, gentlemen of Valsta, you want to establish a puppet regime and control our country behind the scenes!"

"I assure you that this is not what you think, and that your country's most loyal marshal, General Leclerc, can be your guarantor to prove that we are fully sincere in sending troops to help rebuild the kingdom of Solan."

"Hmph, Duke Leclerc, his words do carry a lot of weight, but people are unpredictable these days, and the devil knows what conditions you have made to buy our hero or deceive him!"

"Oh? So, are you determined to refuse to recognize the legitimacy of the new government? ”

The bearded man looked excited, and said with spit all over his face:

"Although we at Solan Popular Front are only a small militia and are powerless to compete with the loyalists and the Imperial Army, we also have backbone!

To be honest, we don't care which big nobleman becomes king, we only represent the rights of the toiling masses of Solan! ”

"Speak quietly, sir, others are still eating, you are rude like this." Leopold crossed his hands and spoke softly: "Don't worry, improving people's livelihood is also in the plan of the new government, starting with the emancipation of slaves." ”

"Fuck the slaves, I don't bother to care about their lives or deaths! This land belongs to the Solan nation, and I am willing to fight and die for it! ”

Hearing this, Andy Whitefield, the leader of the slave rebels who was eating, stood up and pulled out his pistol:

"Bastard, you say it again!" All the slave-born representatives around him also stood up, and their expressions were to be real.

"Calm down!" Prince Leopold said, "Mr. Andy, give me a face, sit down, and I will convince him." ”

The militia representative still did not hesitate: "I will not bend my knees, Valstadians, why don't you kill me now, how?" ”

"Hmph, this bastard, although annoying, is a man who is not afraid of death!" Andy Whitefield stretched out his finger and pulled the hammer and turned on the pistol safe:

"Lord Leopold, the empress of your country freed slaves and was our great benefactor, so I obeyed your orders and asked me to kill him?"

At this time, the atmosphere in the restaurant was tense to the extreme, the air seemed to be frozen, the diners put down their knives and forks one after another, and the waiters serving the dishes were too frightened to move.

Leopold Schumacher leisurely stretched out his silver fork and picked up a bloodshot steak:

"I gave you a chance, you didn't appreciate it, and now, I will put forward a condition that you can't refuse." He said as he munched on the beef.

"Lao Tzu is not afraid of death, but he is still afraid of your threat?" The militia commander opened his chest and was ready for the bullets.

"The Imperial Guard has surrounded your militia headquarters, two office buildings, and a whole row of dormitory buildings, which contain a total of 1,505 people, including your wife, parents, three sons and two daughters, and other relatives and friends."

Hearing this, the bearded man was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and his strong body trembled slightly.

"Know scared? Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to kill them. ”

Leopold picked up the fumigated napkin and elegantly wiped the grease off his mouth:

"If you refuse to sign the paper, refuse to recognize the new government, refuse to disband your own illegal militia, you will be punished,

Confiscate all your possessions, and your parents, wife, sons, and daughters will be stripped of all their possessions and walked around the city, a spectacle that the citizens of St. Faralus will surely delight to see. ”

The bearded man was so angry that his face turned blue, he was a man with a lot of self-esteem, and this threat was obviously more effective than killing him,

His knees bent gradually, and he sat down on the cushion of his chair, his eyes staring at the cream patches on his plate, and he never said a word.

After lunch, everyone signed the document, and the unconvinced bearded man did not sign the word, but wrote a line of vulgar insults on the horizontal line:

"Valsta Empress Sarantos is an evil bastard, a #@养的* bastard!" The bearded man finished writing and walked away without looking back.

Andy asked, "Is that a signature?" ”

"Count." Leopold gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you don't write, you can draw a square and a little bit." ”

"How are you going to punish this guy for insulting your Emperor Valsta?"

"Scold, scold, our majesty has endured a lot of criticism in her life, and she doesn't care about it for a long time, she only cares about the interests of the country.

The important thing is that all the militia units and illegal guerrilla groups have been disarmed, and the bearded man who made trouble is no longer the commander of the militia, but now he is just a civilian and can no longer make any waves. ”

Before leaving, Leopold turned to Andy and said, "Besides, my men have never moved from beginning to end, and they all stay in the camp to rest." ”

"Then what did you say was going to strip his family naked and parade through the streets?"

"I scared him." Leopold said with a smile.

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad