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After a while, Viscount Pacas came to the small conference hall on the side of the palace's conference hall and met the prime minister.

There are a total of four such small conference halls, which are distributed on both sides of the palace conference hall. They are used by the king for small-scale discussions. They are the military conference hall, the internal affairs conference hall, the diplomatic conference hall, and the ceremony preparation conference hall.

Due to Triliss’ lazy administration, since the death of King Malan XXII, apart from the ceremony preparatory meeting hall, the other three meeting halls have been unused for a long time.

Chen Xing changed the original internal affairs chamber into his own prime minister's office. Before Ice Blue City did not have the position of "prime minister", so there was no office location.

Although it is a small conference hall, this "small" is a relatively outside conference hall. There is a large conference table more than 30 meters long and 78 meters wide. The area of ​​the room is more than 500 square meters.

Chen Xing is not welcome. After moving the big conference table, he moved in the big desk of King Malan XXII and selected some pleasing treasures from all over the palace as decorations, including famous calligraphy and painting, famous knives and guns. , Sculpture armor, cultural relics and antiques, gems and utensils, valuable instruments, priceless, everything.

Just scan it with the black watch, the total value is more than one billion gold coins.

However, these national treasure-level artifacts are stamped with the royal family's exclusive rune mark. Before the blood of the Malan royal family is gone, even if they are auctioned outside, few people dare to buy them.

Ten thousand steps back and said, even if they use the World Bank as collateral, they dare not accept it.

Therefore, these things can only be seen as fresh, and cannot be really turned into money.

"The commander of the Janissary Army asked me to resign. What do you think of this matter?"

Viscount Pacas stood at the desk, and Chen Xing asked straightforwardly.

"This is a good thing!" Viscount Pacas replied without hesitation, as if he had anticipated such a situation a long time ago. "The adults only need to hand over the position of legion commander to an obedient person to fully control the Imperial Guard!"

"But I just arrived, there are not many acquaintances in the army." Chen Xing sighed falsely, looking embarrassed.

Upon seeing this, Viscount Pacas immediately knelt down on one knee, clasped his fist and said, "If you are not an official, I would like to share the worries for the prime minister!"

"You mean..." Chen Xing deliberately stretched his voice.

Viscount Pacas said loudly, "As long as the prime minister appoints a subordinate officer as the commander of the army, the subordinate officer must be conscientious and dedicated to his duties, and be loyal to the prime minister with no two-heartedness." He raised a hand and said confidently." As long as the prime minister says a word, he will go through the fire and water, and he will not hesitate!"

"That's it..." Chen Xing showed deep thought, and he muttered for a while, and said to the other party, "Aiqing, please go back first, let me think about it, and then make a decision."

Seeing that Chen Xing did not refuse, Viscount Pacas showed joy and said loudly, "The lower officials are always waiting for the dispatch of the Prime Minister!"

Viscount Pacas then left. Looking at the figure gradually farther away, a sharp light flashed in Chen Xing's eyes.

A middle-level officer actually wanted to take him to the sky with one step. Does he really think Chen Xing is a fool!

"Call A Qiaomu here!"

"Yes!"

Not long after, the chief judge in uniform came to the small council hall, his boots close together and knelt at the feet of Chen Xing.

His eyes fell to the ground, and he didn't dare to neglect the slightest.

"Be prepared to arrest Pacas of the Janissary Guard tomorrow morning!"

"Yes!"

The next morning, Chen Xing summoned Pacas again.

As soon as he walked to the door of the proceedings hall, Pacas was arrested on the spot by the black prison guards who had been ambushing all around, and directly escorted him to the black prison court. At the same time, he seized his house on Sapphire Avenue and controlled all his immediate family members.

"I am an officer of the Forbidden Army, why are you arresting me!"

Even though he was escorted to an underground cell in Gleipnir shackles, Pakas still did not give up the struggle.

"It's the Prime Minister who ordered, please ask for more blessings."

A Qiaomu said lightly, and pushed Pacas into the cell, and then the judge next to him locked the door.

"What, is the Prime Minister? No, I think it's impossible, you must be mistaken! The Prime Minister treats me very seriously, and it is impossible to order me to be arrested!" Pakas threw on the iron door and desperately grasped the ventilation window. Of iron bars.

A Qiaomu glanced at the man with a slight sympathy, "I really don't know whether I should admire your courage or marvel at your stupidity."

"The prime minister is such a shrewd person, you dare to fool him, and the means are so low, are you laughing at his intelligence?"

"Don't forget, Inquisitor..." Parkas lowered his voice and reminded, "I gave you a confession."

"If it weren't the case, do I think I would say so much to you?" A Qiaomu sneered, then his face became cold, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, your house has been copied, if there is no one to protect you, you It was so cool this time."

Pacus paled, "No, no..."

He was sweating and his head shook like a rattle, but A Qiaomu sneered and turned and left, leaving him behind him, slamming the door and banging his head, and howling helplessly.

A few hours later, under Aqiaomu's deliberate disclosure, the news of Pacas's arrest reached Garfield, commander of the Guards.

Of course, this was instructed by Chen Xing, not because A Qiaomu received a fee to help people eliminate disasters. Now A Qiaomu is afraid of Chen Xing's bones. Even if there is no physical contact, just swept by Chen Xing's eyes, there will be dull pains in his body, as if his internal organs are shaking, and his intestines are spasm, like countless Muscle memory after this exercise is as profound.

Her fear of Chen Xing had deepened into her bones and was engraved in her soul, not daring to overstep it.

This fear has even surpassed Triliss. The result of offending Triliss is tragic death, but offending Chen Xing is not as good as death. She has experienced it firsthand and will not make the same mistake again.

Before that, she wanted to kill Chen Xing because Chen Xing had many similarities with the group leader who tortured and reformed her body. In order to overcome her psychological fear, she wanted to kill him.

After gaining strength from Trilis, the first thing she did was to secretly return to Dafangzhou, chop the head of the group into pieces of meat, feed the dog, and then take her family to Ice Blue City.

She thought that the nightmare would end in this way, but gradually she realized that instead of disappearing, her fear was increasing day by day.

This fear comes from Chen Xing.

Especially in the news, the other party is constantly getting stronger and constantly surpassing oneself. It was an indescribable feeling. The other party obviously had nothing to do with her, but was inexplicably scared.

She knew that Chen Xing had become her new nightmare, and if the other party did not die, she would never have peace.

But the chance of killing each other seemed very slim, so slim that she herself thought it impossible.

Chen Xing is cautious and very alert. He seems to have eyes behind his head, and he is highly powerful. He has strong hands around him. These two points are already very difficult to deal with. What's more, the opponent will move instantaneously. It is more difficult to catch him than to climb to the sky, and it is not comparable to that of the regiment leader.

Fortunately, the opportunity came soon. Probably Chen Xing's only shortcoming is that she has too many enemies. Princess Red Dragon contacted her to get in touch with her and kill Chen Xing.

She naturally agreed, but she did not expect that she would eventually fall into the abyss.

Now she didn't even dare to think about killing each other directly on the ship. Maybe when she does this, something unexpected will happen, and the situation of the other party will be reversed in an instant.

The only thing she regrets now is that she shouldn't provoke Chen Xing.

In this way, she may have a good life for a few years until she has nowhere to escape.

She knew that this was her destiny, and Chen Xing was the nemesis of her hit. No matter how she resisted, she would eventually fall into the clutches of the opponent and be tortured.

The only thing she can do now is to please and satisfy each other as much as possible, in order to alleviate the pain.

"My Prime Minister, Captain of the Janissaries Army, Marquis Garfield of Glory, please see me."

The title of nobility is prefixed with "Glory", which represents nobles who have no territory matching their status and status.

Marquis is generally the lord of the duchy or city-state, while the Marquis of Glory is very rare, and is usually awarded to legendary powerhouses without territories, or great officials of the kingdom with great authority.

The commander of the Imperial Guard can indeed afford the title of Marquis of Glory. Really holding a heavy soldier in your hand, a sudden foot can trigger the existence of an earthquake.

However, Garfield is very self-denying, very different from the power in his hands, acts low-key, humble, and never disputes with others.

This is what Chen Xing learned from many ministers from different positions. If everyone, regardless of faction and position, has almost the same evaluation of a person, then it is probably true.

However, in front of Chen Xing, this Garfield was sharp and sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, shimmering in the cold, as if he was about to kill and see blood at any time.

But Chen Xing knew that the real murderous sword was still in its scabbard, but it was intent on killing people.

At this moment, Garfield has only sharp edges and no killing intent. In other words, it's bluffing, and it's purely scary.

Chen Xing III was a man, who had never seen anyone before, and he could see through Garfield's intentions at a glance.

There was silence in the office, except for the rustling of the report flipping.

With a fierce manner, Garfield, who walked in with a murderous aura, was left in the air for a full three minutes.

At this time, he was just dull, no longer understand the officialdom, and knew that his intention was seen through by the other party, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "The Prime Minister..."

"Didn't you resign?" Chen Xing raised his head and interrupted him, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was looking at a mentally ill person with intellectual disability.

A momentary embarrassment flashed in Garfield's eyes.

He didn't speak to the other party, but he blocked the words behind him in his throat as soon as he spoke. This feeling was really depressing.

Throughout his life, he became the commander of the Imperial Guard from the lowest soldier. He has experienced many battles and is a true portrayal of an iron-blooded soldier. At the same time, he has a high position and has never encountered such a scene.

He opened his mouth subconsciously and said again, "My Prime Minister..."

"Didn't you resign?"

The same thing was repeated again, and Garfield was a little confused.

He has never met such a boss. The old king before, and the current Triliss, are both kind and powerful.

But the Prime Minister in front of me, looks like...

An incompetent soldier.

Where did Garfield have seen such a person, even when he was a small soldier, his colleagues around him were excellent textbook soldiers.

The Janissaries selected excellent soldiers with outstanding talents, clean backgrounds, and serious personalities. Not to mention one in a thousand miles, at least one in a hundred, a benchmark among ordinary soldiers.

To him, this kind of soldier seems to have only appeared in novels. Not to mention the Imperial Guard, even the next-level regular army has no such people. Perhaps only local garrisons or mercenaries will produce such inferior soldiers.

Garfield had never dreamed that one day he would become the subordinate of a certain soldier, and it would simply refresh his understanding of the world.