Him and their stars

It took King Suliuka nearly three seconds to realize that the so-called "original color rebels" should refer to those rebel organizations who were familiar with "original".

As a result, the memories in the dream began to torture me again, and I almost had to put on a mask of pain.

However, this is not my fault, so it doesn’t make sense for you to look at me like this! I can be responsible for the rebel organization in the dream, but what does that have to do with me in reality? Brünnhilt was helpless at Admiral Huley's gaze.

Giafel said: "So, His Majesty is actually more interested in the commercial and cultural exchanges between us and the Alliance? Is that so?"

Admiral Hulay nodded with a wry smile: "...Although His Majesty has great martial arts skills, he really hopes to work hard to promote closer and broader cultural exchanges with the other half of the universe."

He was already trying very hard to be diplomatic. But in fact, as a typical Tiruiro elite official who travels around the heaven and the royal territory all year round, what he really wants to say is that the emperor seems to have no enthusiasm for real military and political affairs.

With Admiral Hulay's rigorous and serious personality, if the emperor wasn't sitting on the throne with an old monster who had dominated the empire for two hundred years, he might have had some disrespectful thoughts at this time.

"Of course, this is also in line with His Majesty's personal interests." He added.

"It's as if the war never broke out." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Giafel's voice.

Ostana looked at her colleagues and friends, her eyes full of respect. As a galactic empire, no one can regard the emperor who has been sitting on the throne for more than two hundred years as a living god and dare to express dissatisfaction directly. Except for the hopeless super rebel, the only one with such integrity is this kind of integrity. He is a moral model who can't even darken the sun.

At least in terms of character, Ostana was in awe of her colleagues.

However, she was probably afraid that Giaphiel would reprimand the emperor face to face when she saw him, so she hurriedly said: "This can also give a signal to the people. The war with the community is just a regional conflict. The Flemish and Sumi people The rebellion is also a common border security issue and is unlikely to affect the normal pace of the empire. In fact, it has not even started the first round of general mobilization. "

"The Alliance may have the same idea. Their caretaker government is about to step down, but because of the Nefi Square incident, there has been a lot of turmoil across the country. However, the more turbulent it is, the more it is necessary to come up with something Diplomatic results," Admiral Huley said.

"However, it is Libra Bank who is discussing the development of Dawn Star Territory with us, and it is Universal Group who is discussing film festivals and parks. Does the alliance's multinational conglomerates have anything to do with the commander-in-chief sitting in Nephi's Azure Palace?" Gia Phil said.

Brunhildt immediately applauded: "Wow, that's great! Gilly, you have grown a lot! A general who doesn't understand politics will never become a truly famous general. I can always count on you to be a good general." It’s a good one.”

"Even if my subordinate really becomes a general, he is just a substitute for General Yu Lian, right?" Gyafel said with a smile.

How can someone like you be jealous? Brunhilt looked at his best friend with a shocked expression.

"However, Brynn, if you really have a way to regain him, I will be happy to serve under his command." The female knight added. She is such a model of knight. Even if she is really jealous, it will not last more than half a minute, and it will not affect her normal work and mood.

"Me too." Ostana said with a smile: "Together, the two of us should be taller than Count Shire, right?"

Brünnhilt applauded: "Yes, yes, aside from your rebelliousness, together you can at least stand up to three Earls of Shire. However, before that, can anyone tell me, What happened to the alliance?"

Only then did Giaphiel remember that His Highness really didn't seem to know what was happening on Nephi's side. Because she had been preparing for the ring promotion ceremony for the past week, and she was also troubled by nightmares in the past few days after the success. She was still busy sorting out her battle plan, and everyone really didn't have time to report it.

As the intelligence director, Miss Barr also realized that she had lost her temper and hurried forward to make a report. Then, she recounted the assassination incident that occurred in the Grand Sea Star Territory at the same time.

"Haha, how cruel you are!" Brynhilt sneered: "Some people always say that the dragon kings who dominate the empire are tyrants, but compared to the profiteers of the alliance, we don't even have the advantage of low human rights. "

"Probably the Alliance will treat the poor as consumables, and we will treat civilians and slaves as property." Ostana said.

"But this is not a moral advantage." Giafiel said.

"I'm not proud, I even have some respect for my opponents in the league." Brynhilt said with emotion. Unlike most of the empire's top officials who had just heard the news, she didn't feel any gloating at all.

"You mean that this kind of thing is not the result of the alliance's political situation getting out of control?" Admiral Huley asked.

"I never dared to hope that my opponent would fall. Haha, an old rival who has been fighting with us for three thousand years in the galaxy, and who together with us exterminated the bloodline of the Fafuer dragons, the winged people, and the sky giants, and destroyed the civilization of the Ero people and the Myshanda people, will he lose control of the regime and public security because of a housewife from the opposition party shouting a few words on the street?" Brunhild laughed, and laughed ironically, but she didn't know whether she was mocking the Alliance or her colleagues in the imperial capital who were gloating over the misfortune.

"But, the Alliance also has primary color separatist organizations and rebels. This incident is enough to ignite them." Admiral Hughley said.

"That means we are back to the same level." Brunhild spread his hands: "But, those old monsters in the Privy Council regard the primary color rebels as vaccines, so can't the Alliance on the opposite side? They even need it more than us."

"Then..."

"Wait and see, don't rush to conclusions. Even psychics with prophetic abilities should never draw any conclusions about history." She waved her hand.

In short, Brunhilde did not continue to discuss this issue, but showed more interest in the assassination case in the Great High Seas.

"Kes Nishta was assassinated, and the time between him and the square of Nefei was less than forty hours?"

"So far, we have not found any connection between the two. There are too many rumors about this matter. Although the identity of the murderer has been confirmed, the voice that the Alliance is the mastermind behind the scenes is the loudest." Ostana said.

"The Alliance mastermind? The key is who is the mastermind? The Nefei central government? The Alliance military? Or which big chaebol? As far as I know, among the chaebols of the Alliance, some hope that the Alliance government will personally take action, and some hope to hide behind the scenes to support the Earthlings to fight, but I have never heard of anyone who wants peace, right?"

"It is indeed as you said." Admiral Hughley.

"Haha, expecting the profiteers of the alliance not to make money is like expecting the nobles of Tirilo to be gentle, modest and peace-loving. So, why does the alliance need to assassinate a tough president who wants to resist to the end?" Brunhilt looked at Ostana: "It's not you who did it, is it?"

"Your Highness, the Black Tree Mechanism is quite powerful, but our resources are limited after all." Ostana said helplessly.

Brunhilt did not doubt it: "Indeed, if it is really you, Ostana, I would suspect that you are possessed by the ghost of some stupid dead ghost."

Ostana showed an extremely ashamed expression and continued to report: "President Nishita's fleet has returned to the community again and should return to Earth in mid-January. The two main god-class dreadnoughts that were originally scheduled to return to the country with him have been sea-tested in advance. At the latest after the New Year next year, they will set off to return to Earth. The alliance will open a mercenary channel and a group of volunteers to the community embassy."

Brunhilt said "Oh", and seemed not very interested in the two main gods.

"The returnees should include Fina Li. She is recruiting a group of mercenaries and should go directly to the far shore to meet with Lieutenant General Yu Lian."

"It seems that this "Skull Squadron" will not be filmed? I was looking forward to it." Brunhilt showed a regretful expression.

"So, do you want to find a way to kill them?" Ostana asked.

"..." Brunhilt looked at her chief of staff with a dangerous look.

And Giafiel covered her face and turned her body away, her shoulders began to twitch.

"Ostana, when you mentioned these two dreadnoughts just now, you didn't mention killing them."

"So, do you want to kill them? The best time is when she passes through the South Gate of Heaven. Our fleet can't get through, but the special forces can still look forward to it." Ostana opened her dark red eyes wide.

"In this way, is it considered persecuting people in the literary and artistic circles?" Giafiel said.

"Ostana, you are such a nasty chief of staff! Before I get old and senile, I will not only feed you to dragons, but also stamp your forehead and drive nails into your bones, and finally let you suffer in the eighty-first level of hell for ten thousand years."

"Gilly will stop you." Ostana paused and said in a tone full of desire for survival: "If you really surrender to that person, he will definitely stop you."

Brunhild was amazed, but she had to admit that these words were very useful to her and actually successfully calmed her down.

She then clapped her hands and said loudly: "Then, everyone, within the next 48 hours, I need you to help me complete four things. First, organize the whole story of this illusion and submit it to His Majesty the Emperor. Gilly, you have to help me."

"Okay."

"Second, Lord Hugh, please help me discuss a proposal for the reorganization of the Senate. At least we should find a way to expand the personnel to all walks of life. As for the broader supervisory power, let's put it aside for the time being. During the war, you adults may make some compromises."

"Yes! But Your Highness, they may not make any compromises, especially when the war situation is delayed."

Brunhild said: "That depends on the progress of the war. We need to speed up. Ostana, Gilly, has the plan I proposed to you last time been drawn up?"

"It has been completed." Ostana said.

"This is also my job scope." Jiafei said.

"Notify Olivia and all members of the staff to hold a meeting in an hour. Within 24 hours, I want a mature battle plan. Including marching routes, supply planning and combat strategies. This is for the Privy Council meeting."

"Understood!"

"One last thing." Brunhilde looked at Ostana: "How is the situation of the last Count of Salwen, Latite, and his daughter, Miss Shalamier?"

"This, a little..."

Before Ostana finished her report, she said: "Add another direction to investigate. I want to know all the records of the interactions between Count Salwen Xia Wei and Prime Minister Xia Yier 500 years ago. Remember, all of them. There may be clues in the archives of the department of the University of Wisdom."