From Prisoner to Si Chen

In the morning of January 9, 1927.

The speech given by the new Executive Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Bremen Empire, Gillan Illos, in the Mussetti Quadrangle in the capital, caused an uproar throughout the empire.

The long-suppressed emotions of the people were finally released in this declaration of war broadcast.

Countless people stood in front of the radio. When they heard the young man's words, "This fight will last till death!", they all raised their arms and shouted, pumping their fists and shouting.

As the representative of the head of state and the spokesperson who declared war on the Federation on behalf of the empire, Gilan Iros also entered the public eye.

His speech was inspiring and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which greatly resonated with the people of the empire.

Suddenly, Gillan became a household name throughout the empire.

At only twenty-one years old, he entered the center of imperial power and served as the executive minister of foreign affairs, which symbolized the face of the empire!

He has a handsome appearance and a tall and upright posture. It is said that his personal martial arts are unfathomable. He can be said to be both talented and beautiful!

It would be difficult to find another such a dazzling person in the entire empire!

Naturally, Gilan gained the favor and even the admiration of most people...

The evening of the inauguration ceremony and declaration of war.

A very high-level dinner was held in the Sifang Palace, and all the core figures from the upper echelons of the empire were present.

This dinner, on the surface, is a brain dinner before the war, but in fact it is a welcome party for the "Knights of the Cross".

In the magnificent banquet hall, the red carpet extends in a cross shape, and there are eight snow-white marble tables in each of the four areas, with the most luxurious and high-end food and drinks placed on them.

The senior officials and generals chatted in low voices, and the atmosphere was rich.

At this time, a group of people walked out of the inner room, led by the head of the empire, Caesar Geed.

They came to the center of the hall and attracted the attention of everyone present.

The head of state turned his head and glanced at Frano, the chief secretary of the Secretariat Office beside him. The latter received the eye signal, so he quickly made a gesture and said loudly:

"I would like to take this dinner to welcome Mr. Guillain Iros to join the 'Knights of the Cross'!"

Wow.

A dozen beautiful female secretaries walked quickly, holding trays in their hands, and lined up in a row.

Then I heard Secretary-General Frano say:

"Next, the leader of the 'Knights of the Cross', Lord Caesar Geed, will personally award the new knights with knighthood medals, armor, cloaks and swords!"

Swish——

Everyone present turned their attention to the blond young man with extremely envious eyes.

Knights of the Cross...

This is an organization created by the head of state himself, symbolizing extremely high status and honor. Even among the heads of various departments and generals, only a very small number of people are one of them.

Only those with extraordinary talents or outstanding contributions in a certain field are eligible to join and become a "Cross Knight".

Its gold content is even slightly higher than the title of Marquis.

Although he has no real power, he is highly respected.

Gillan took a step forward and walked directly to the head of state.

"Gillen, your speech today was very good."

The hook-nosed middle-aged man smiled and nodded, approvingly.

Throughout the whole day today, the Yuan Dynasty did not display the red-haired young man's appearance to the public, but there were many people present who knew the inside story and could see through it without telling anyone.

"Thank you, Mr. Head of State, for your praise."

Ji Lan lowered his head slightly and said humbly.

Caesar hummed and patted his shoulder.

Then he picked up an exquisite cross with crystal and gold edges from the hand of the female clerk on the side and pinned it on Gillan's chest personally.

"From now on, you will be a 'Knight of the Cross' in the Bremen Empire."

Caesar said calmly.

"Remember the Knight's Creed, 'Protect the faith and heal the suffering. To end troubled times, do not hesitate to fight.'"

Ji Lan's heart trembled.

This is exactly the creed of the "Healing Knights"!

"Yes, Mr. Head of State." He said solemnly.

"very good."

Caesar nodded.

Immediately afterwards, he took the helmet, breastplate, shoulder armor, arm armor, greaves and other parts one by one from the hands of the row of female clerks, and put them on for Gilan with his own hands.

Finally, he tied a white cloak on him and handed a cross sword inlaid with red, blue, yellow, and black gems to Gillan's hand.

The symbolic meaning of this set of knight armor and cross sword is far greater than its actual effect. No one would wear this set of equipment to fight with others.

The head of state, Caesar, clasped his hands behind his back again, made a speech in the banquet hall, urging various departments to speed up action.

Next, the empire will launch a large-scale conscription and vigorously produce weapons and equipment to prepare for the next war between the two countries.

thereafter.

The head of state led the people away, leaving others to continue enjoying the dinner.

Gilan was also taken to the side hall by the female clerks, where he took off his knight armor and kept it in a safe place.

At this time, Mr. Frano, the secretary-general who was previously responsible for hosting the orientation meeting, found this place. He walked straight to Ji Lan and whispered in his ear:

"Mr. Gillan, the Head of State invites you to discuss matters in the secret room inside."

"Yes, I understand." Gilan nodded. "Thank you, Secretary Frano."

"You're welcome." Frano showed a friendly smile.

…

…

Under the guidance of the waiter, Gilan successfully found the secret room inside and knocked on the door.

Soon, the white-haired Chairman Parra opened the door himself and welcomed him in.

The room is surrounded by walls of bookcases, with a tan leather sofa and solid wood coffee table in the middle.

The head of state, who had taken off his disguise, was sitting in the middle of the sofa in the appearance of a red-haired young man.

There are two other people sitting on his left.

They are Carl Rega, who is wearing a leather trench coat and a cowboy hat, and Adams Celedonio, who is wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and is taciturn.

"Sit down, Gilan."

Caesar smiled slightly and said softly.

"Yes, Mr. Head of State." Gilan nodded and sat on the sofa opposite.

At this time, Parra also closed the door and sat down on the right side of the head of state.

"No need to be formal, Gillan."

Caesar's red eyes seemed peaceful.

"Pala has already told me...now that you have become his student, I will treat you as one of my own."

Gilan turned to look at his teacher, and Parra smiled at him and nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Head of State, for your attention."

Ji Lan lowered his head slightly and said.

Caesar smiled.

"You have made a lot of contributions to the empire during this period. Not only do you hold a high position now, you are also a 'Knight of the Cross'. It is reasonable and reasonable for me to express my gratitude."

"There are also some idle villas and single-family apartments in the Triumph District of Muse City Center. You can choose one to live in... The foreign minister of the empire still lives in a rental house in North Muse, which is somewhat unjustifiable."

At this time, Parra placed a map of the Triumph District on the coffee table and raised his hand to signal.

Gilan knew in his heart that he was now representing Teacher Parra and the face of the head of state and even the empire. These so-called superficial skills really needed to be paid attention to.

"Morales Street, No. 9."

Gillan pointed to a block on the map without any pretense.

"This street is full of single-family apartments, and many heads of departments also live here... However, wouldn't you consider a larger manor or villa?"

Caesar laughed.

He poured himself a cup of coffee and put sugar cubes in it, one after another.

"Sir, a single-family apartment is fine. I'm not used to living in a house that's too big."

Gillan answered truthfully.

His peripheral vision stared at Caesar's white and slender fingers, which continued to put sugar.

A cup of coffee contains at least a dozen sugar cubes.

This surprised Gilan, who didn't expect the head of state to be a sweet tooth.

"The world is already very bitter. Eating more sugar can make me feel better..."

Caesar stirred the coffee with a copper spoon and said jokingly. Immediately, he took a sip, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Now that you have chosen a place to live, someone will come over tomorrow to help you move."

"Thank you, Mr. Head of State."

"Well..." Caesar drank the coffee in the cup in one breath, took a deep breath, and then wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"The empire will be running rapidly in the future. Most matters of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will be taken care of by Minister Janey, so you don't need to expend too much energy."

"Take advantage of this precious time to study hard with Parra..."

"Don't let your teacher down."

Under the gaze of four unfathomable strong men including Caesar, Gillan still felt stressed.

He said in a deep voice:

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"That's right." Caesar suddenly remembered something and took out a small glass bottle from his arms and put it on the coffee table. "Take this bottle of stuff."

Gilan raised his eyes and looked at the vial on the table.

The bottle contains a thick golden yellow liquid that seems to be moving on its own, as if it is alive.

Gillan looked puzzled.

He calmly turned on the "Guidance Reminder", and the colorful entries appeared in his eyes:

"Golden Blood."

"Originated from the blood of the 'Windmill Cat' Pal Solomon, it has an apostle-level status and contains extremely strong destructive and corrosive properties."

"Effect unknown."

Ji Lan's eyes narrowed.

Windmill Cat's blood? !

‘Is it the blood obtained from the Windmill Cat during that night’s fight...’

He thought to himself.

"Gilan, do you know what this is?"

At this time, Caesar's smiling eyes were filled with amusement and he asked softly.

Ji Lan's heart trembled.

"have no idea……"

He replied calmly.

Caesar smiled and explained:

"It's okay not to know."

"Then...why did the head of state give it to me?" Gilan asked doubtfully.

"This bottle is not for you."

Caesar said meaningfully.

"But... there will be people who need it."

Gilan was a little confused about what the Führer meant, but he still picked up the vial and kept it properly.

"Okay, let's get here today."

Caesar looked at Gilan and smiled.

Ji Lan stood up wisely and politely said goodbye to the four people. But when he walked to the door and opened the door, Caesar's words came from behind him:

"Have a sweet dream tonight, Gillan."

Ji Lan was startled, confused.

He turned around, held his hat and bowed his head before leaving.