"Boss, Fake Edwan has entered the borders of the Empire, and our convoy has not been intercepted by the Empire.

"The agents of the Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau have secretly detected Edwang's identity, they have determined that it is the person they arranged, and they have found no anomalies in the data, and now they have let their guard down.

"The torch has been raised, only this one is left to light."

Changed into a dark dress, stood behind Yang Wei with his hands behind his back, and whispered this.

Yang Wei was still sitting in the corner of Edwang's bedroom, leaned over and poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "How is Princess Rona now?" ”

The law retrieved the information in his huge database on the spot, and immediately said:

"According to the boss, she is doing well, waiting for you to find her.

"She has always had a good reputation in the Foreign Affairs Bureau because she participated in and presided over the affairs of His Majesty Edward, and with the rise of Her Royal Highness Daphne, Princess Rona has been a bit marginalized by the aristocratic circle, but for her, life is not bad."

"I wanted to assassinate her myself."

Yang Wei chuckled, and then shook his head slightly:

"Now that I think about it, forget it, she's actually just a screw under the hegemonic machine of the Empire, just a not-so-prominent representative of the Sherman family.

"Give her a decent death later.

"People are girls, don't be too ugly."

"Yes, boss."

Ritsu agreed with a serious face.

Yang Wei took a sip of the tea, and then looked at the teacup in his hand and was slightly distracted.

Drinking tea is still a habit he developed himself.

It's just that the tea soaked in the water is not the tea leaves he is familiar with, but some similar substitutes, which can also be refreshing, but it doesn't seem to be called tea.

"Law," Yang Wei suddenly asked, "Can we still claim to be righteous now?" ”

"Justice itself is a false proposition for the battle of interstellar polities, boss."

"But justice shouldn't be a false proposition," Yang Wei leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, "I'll rest, and call me if there's a situation." ”

Ritsu answered gently.

The next thing has a set of regulations that have been deduced tens of thousands of times, in fact, she can do it directly without the boss doing anything.

……

[Edwan, Emperor of the Falling Wind Empire and Chairman of the Council of the Falling Wind Alliance, has arrived at the Golden Rong Star Star of the Imperial Emperor Star Circle. 】

Catherine sat there in deep thought as she looked at the text message that popped up on the communicator at hand.

She was in a fully transparent office, outside a busy command hall, hundreds of workstations were arranged in a haphazard manner, but orders were always transmitted in an orderly manner.

Catherine wasn't needed to charge now.

All she had to do was wear a cool combat suit, sit in her office, and occasionally press a few buttons and attend a few meetings to make the organization run efficiently.

This underground base where Catherine is located, radiates and remotes sixty-two Imperial Resistance Groups;

Together, these organizations have more than 26,920,000 'members' and operate on planets across the Empire's borders.

As long as Catherine gives an order, more than 1,200 old ships of all kinds, tens of millions of dual-purpose combat robots, and more than 8 million well-trained anti-imperial fighters will simultaneously carry out armed struggle on the 32 main administrative stars on the border of the empire, and the sparks will be burned all over the border of the empire.

Yes, compared to the terrifying size of the Sherman Empire, these powers at Catherine's disposal can indeed only be regarded as sparks.

Catherine originally thought that her greatest role was to become the vanguard of the commando.

But under the auspices of Ritsu, she has now become the spiritual leader of the rebellion, an imperial goddess of war who has been given various qualifications, and a new leader who brings hope to the empire and the dawn of hope to the people at home and abroad who are oppressed by the empire.

Catherine always felt that she was not the material to be a leader, but Hanton was;

It was entirely because of the mysterious and powerful mechanical thinking body, the defense system of the whole territory of the Empire, and the assistance of Xiao Yu, the best assistant of 'that man', that she was able to properly handle these extremely complex affairs.

Under the arrangement of the law, she also became the core figure of the "Flame" project.

The goal of this "Flame" project is to unite the Imperial Border Resistance Groups, develop base areas in most areas of the Imperial Border, promote anti-Imperial ideas, and gradually win the support of those who live on the fringes of the Empire and are themselves poor.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

Under the oppression of the Empire's powerful starship fleet, it is obviously unrealistic to overthrow the Empire with these impoverished planets.

But as long as these flames are lit, these flames can burn the minds of the people of the empire in a short time.

The law once said:

The most important purpose of this plan is not to attract much military power from the Empire.

"The most important thing is that the rebel base we have established can exist smoothly and continuously, become a threat to the Empire, provide the people of the Empire with an additional choice, and make the people of the Empire feel that they can survive even without the protection of the Empire."

'Breaking the people's dependence on the Empire is the central goal of Project Flame. ’

Now, their plan has advanced to the most critical step.

It only takes a moment;

An opportune time to get the most out of Project Flame;

And this timing ......

Knock knock!

Another message popped up:

[The Emperor of the Sherman Empire sent several members of the royal family to receive the emperors of the vassal countries, and a grand dinner will be held in Jinrongxing.] 】

The time is coming.

……

Empire, Emperor Star Circle, the capital of Jinrong Star, one of the closest main administrative stars to Emperor Star.

Above the sea, a luxurious and pompous 'starship palace' is quietly suspended.

The palace is made of multicolored crystals, in the shape of a disc, surrounded by hundreds of rings at the top, middle and bottom, and contains a small city that can accommodate 100,000 people.

Here are the famous attractions on the Golden Rong Star:

When the stellar light shines on the starship palace, a soft natural halo appears around the perimeter of the palace, and the entire starship is decorated with countless artworks inside.

It was the preferred venue for many nobles to hold their weddings, but the price was a little too expensive, and the hereditary earls who did not have enough family background could not afford to hold a banquet here.

Now, the starship palace is the venue for entertaining the emperors of the vassal countries.

The banquet of the two galactic times is in full swing.

Count Revell, dressed in an imperial tuxedo, was standing in a corner of the palace, watching the smoke and waves under his feet, thinking about some troubles.

After the White Ghost's accident, Revell rarely attended the gatherings of the Imperial nobles.

"Count Revell!"

Hearty laughter floated from behind, and Atro, dressed in a white military uniform, walked briskly with a glass of champagne.

"Why are you stunned here? A few princes had a small party, and there were more than a dozen models from the Güell League! ”

Revell looked at the guy a little helplessly.

He was disgusted with this intelligence chief of the Military Intelligence Agency, but this guy was indeed useful to his family.

So, Revell could only be patient, showing a little vague smile: "I don't like this kind of occasion very much, and it is not unusual for my maids to have Güell blood." ”

"Wow!"

Atro leaned against the railing, raised an eyebrow at Revell, and lowered his voice:

"You have received all the orders given by Your Majesty?"

"Well," Revell nodded, "but it doesn't feel like it's meaningful. ”

Atro asked rhetorically, "How can it be meaningless?" ”

Revell's white and handsome face showed a little disdain: "Your Majesty asked me to take the initiative to speak and behave well here, so that I can have the opportunity to be promoted and reused...... What's the point? I'm a hereditary count, not an honorary count, and a hereditary count wants to be promoted, unless it's to save the entire galaxy. ”

"Hehehe," Atro laughed at Revere, "it's too much to save the galaxy, it's almost enough to save tens of billions of people, but now the direction of the empire is to suppress the nobility." ”

"If you really want to suppress the aristocracy, the empire has 10,000 ways to make the aristocracy disappear."

Revell sighed:

"I am an unrighteous man.

"The aristocracy of the empire is the unjust."

"Oh!"

Atro subconsciously glanced left and right, approached Revere, and whispered:

"My Earl, don't shout these words directly, I know that about twenty percent of the nobles in the empire now feel that they are oppressing the commoners, and the nobles exist to facilitate the Sherman family to rule the empire.

"I can't say whether this is a diseaseless moan or a flood of thoughts.

"Empires have always been like this, haven't they?

"We were born in the Sherman Empire, we are part of the Sherman Empire, and we can make the empire better in our own way."

Revell looked at Atro: "Will the empire get better?" ”

"Undoubtedly?"

"What about my idol? What do you say about the white ghost? If I remember correctly, you used to say that you were the ghost's best friend, but now you don't even mention it? ”

Revell's gaze was a little pressing.

Deputy Director Atro's smile stiffened slightly.

Atro sighed and said in a deep voice:

"It's complicated, but at the end of the day, it's Hanton who wants to take a dangerous path that has shaken the rule of that round table, so it's been suppressed.

"But Hanton's starting point should also be to make the empire better.

"You're very similar to Hanton, but there are many differences, you have your own family on your back, Revere, you don't have this willfulness - sorry, I'm somewhat offended by that word, but it seems to me that many of Hanton's actions are very willful.

"If you want to change the country, why not wait more? Wouldn't it be enough to wait until you have more accumulation and discourse power to actually make decisions for the empire? ”

Revell suddenly laughed and said in a low voice, "Deputy Director Atro." ”

"What?"

"The empire has existed for tens of thousands of years, and I don't know how many people have compromised like you, and the final result of compromise is assimilation and erosion."

Revell's gaze became a little distant:

"I admit, I can't do anything.

"When I learned that my idol had been attacked, I was excited to lead my private army into the Imperial Star and ask the royal family what they were going to do, but I was held back by the elders of my family and my butler.

"That's just an act of dying in vain.

"I'm a coward, I have a weakness in my character, I have a starting line that surpasses most of my peers, but I can still only hide in the shadow of my ancestors, only promised, not worth mentioning, like a useless soft egg."

Atro was silent.

"I can only say," Revere sighed, "Your Majesty really chose me by the wrong person, after this banquet, I will go back to my own territory, and in the future, I will be a safe and stable rich man, and spend the rest of my life happily." ”

Atro whispered, "Isn't this a compromise? ”

"It's an escape from the cowardly, Deputy Director."

Revell bowed slightly, turned and walked to the entrance of the banquet not far away.

Although the banquet will not be officially held until there are more than one galaxy, he wants to go in early and find a corner to sit first, so as to reduce a lot of meaningless socializing.

Atro stood quietly, leaning against the transparent wall, and drank the champagne in his hand little by little.

"So what makes sense?"

He shrugged his shoulders, adjusted his condition, and continued to be the brightest boy in the aristocratic gathering.

A few minutes later.

Revere, who was a little bored, turned on the projection function of the network terminal, stretched out a book-like projection screen in front of him, and began to browse network information to pass the time.

Under the hype of many major forces, the attention of the emperor and the outside world have gathered here.

The media of the new federation kept running programs detailing the Sherman Empire's persecution of its vassals;

The rest of the anti-imperialist camp is also using all its strength to try to prevent this 'bloodsucking dinner' from taking place through public opinion;

Under the offensive of public opinion, the imminent serious damage to their own interests, and the instigation of various forces, armed riots of varying degrees broke out in the territories of the dependent states of the empire.

There are even some radical armed groups that have begun to attack the head of the vassal state, and they will not recognize all the promises made and all the treaties signed by their emperor.

For this situation, the Imperial Military Department had long been prepared.

The two battle clusters that had previously gathered on the border of the Luofeng Empire, according to their respective battle plans, 'fissioned' into twenty 'vassal support forces', with a number of 300 to 500 main warships and ships to form a reinforced formation, and headed for the border of the subject country with the most vocal opposition.

The political game between the empire and the vassal states that the conspirators think may be extremely complex, with all kinds of intrigue and conspiracy strategies;

The actual political game: drive the ship over, fight them if you don't obey, survive or destroy, is a simple multiple-choice question.

'The mighty military of the Empire. ’

Revell sighed, heard a few calls in his ears, looked up, and found that he hadn't seen the 'fox friend for a while', and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a pleasant smile.

Before I knew it, a long time had passed, and the banquet hall was already full of men and women.

Each main attendee is allowed to bring a female or male companion;

Everyone was so beautiful and handsome, and the deliberately muffled voices of conversation converged into the whispers of demons, which constantly surrounded the vast banquet hall;

The generals of the Sherman Empire's military department, the elders of the House of Elders, and the officials of the government affairs department can be seen everywhere here, and there are already dancing figures on the dance floor.

'How much does this banquet cost?' ’

Revell crossed the question in his heart, then shook his head and teased a few words with his friend who came over to chat.

There was still a ten-minute countdown to the banquet, and a group of princes, dukes, and retired generals entered the venue, and the emperors of the white-haired or graceful vassal states of the empire walked across the red carpet and entered the venue.

A figure naturally became the core of this banquet, and Revere and his partners couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Emperor Edwan of the Falling Wind Empire.

"Wow, His Majesty Edwan is so young, and his Falling Wind Alliance is said to have the same strength as the top ten powerhouses in the galaxy now."

"It's just a regional alliance, and if you encounter strong pressure, it will fall apart, so you don't need to care too much."

"So it's the same."

"Revell? What happened to you? Staring at this His Majesty Edwan...... Have you changed your taste now? This majesty's figure is really good, and I am a little hot when I look at my buttocks. ”

"Fuck off!"

Revell glared at a hereditary viscount who was smiling strangely next to him, and then muttered a few times, but did not say anything.

It doesn't make sense.

Revell looked at Edwang, who was chatting and laughing with the two princes, staring at Edwang's demeanor carefully, and the question marks in his heart popped up one after another.

The feeling that this Edwan gave him was always a little weird.

Dingding, knocking, a subscription message popped up at the same time on the network terminals of several young aristocrats.

They all subscribed...... The official support club of the White Ghost.

[Successfully booked live broadcast].

[White Ghost Live Countdown: 1 standard hour 06 standard minutes 34 standard seconds].

Several people looked up at each other, then looked at each other.

The news quickly spread in the banquet, although the music did not stop, although the figures on the dance floor were still ambiguously wriggling, but the atmosphere in the banquet hall instantly fell by half.

"Hah!"

Revell burst out laughing, attracting a lot of attention.

The young earl, who had been sitting in the corner before, now unconsciously raised his chest, his young and handsome face and long golden curls dyed a little shiny.

"Let's go, brothers, let's socialize together."

(End of chapter)