Interstellar Fairy Tale

Fight, or surrender?

Shang Ping gave a seemingly simple multiple-choice question, and to Mars, the answer was obvious. Mars people are descendants of human beings on Earth, but they have a militant and belligerent nature. In any case, it is impossible to occupy Mars, the fourth planet of the Muse galaxy, as unscathed as the occupation of the Republic of Seth. Knowing this, Shang Ping still gave this multiple-choice question.

Shang Ping felt that he was a little hypocritical. This was a kind of freedom and democracy that seemed to be forced. Compared with the people in the Golden Empire, the people of the earth were more familiar with it. After all, the Golden Empire puts ambition directly in front of the world, and he has to pretend to be lenient. Although he knew there was no real difference between the two.

"In addition to indecision, do you need to add hypocrisy?"

Shang Ping was so self-deprecating that the staff officer did not need to return to the command ship for the time being, and Shang Ping left Mars eight hours to think about it. During this time, the staff officer will remain on the flagship. Major Lu Dan also took time to come, although Shang Ping didn't know why the stern commander came here, or just to meet his former colleagues? Look at these two people, if he hadn't seen other imperial guards, Shang Ping would think that the officers and soldiers of the guards all had the same iceberg face.

Well... Shang Ping admits that he is indeed a little bored, and gossiping about his subordinates is not a good thing.

"Your Excellency Commander, you can't be so arrogant."

"Oh?" Shang Ping leaned against the back of the chair, raised his head, and looked up at the serious and rigid staff officer. Shang Ping once suspected that he was a clone soldier who had infiltrated the Imperial Guard, and his actions and words were always rigid. Yes, there is no turnaround at all.

"You think I'm complaining about myself?"

"No," the staff officer lowered his head and looked directly into Shang Ping's eyes, but he would not make Shang Ping feel offended or uncomfortable, he was just expounding his thoughts, "You are the commander-in-chief of the Deco galaxy fleet. Officer, who is also the lord of the Deco system, and will be the companion of the ruler of the empire in the future, it is inappropriate and even ridiculous that you laugh at yourself like this. No soldier of the empire, not even a military school student who is still studying, will have a problem with the occupied planet. Such useless mercy. If Your Majesty knows what you are thinking at this moment, then this galaxy is not simply occupied, it will completely cease to exist, completely disappear into the universe. Please believe me, I am loyal to the Empire, loyal to His Majesty the Emperor Before entering the Imperial Guard, he also served in the space fleet, please consider what I said carefully. If this galaxy is really special to you, then you'd better not show this special."

It was the first time that the staff officer said such a long paragraph that Shang Ping first sighed at the length of his words before he understood what he meant.

Well, Shang Ping nodded, maybe he did not think about it, but he didn't fully agree with the staff officer's words. The Muse Galaxy is indeed special to him, but this is not something that must be hidden. Soran Edrich knew this from the very beginning, and even his acquisition of the Deco galaxy and the establishment of the Deco galaxy fleet were closely related to the Muse galaxy.

However, Shang Ping did not intend to explain to the staff officer, it was not necessary. To be honest, Shang Ping is essentially a somewhat indifferent and realistic person. What he cares about and what he doesn't care about will be very clearly divided. That's why he has come to this day. If he was a sixteen-year-old hot-blooded teenager, after years of education by Mars, he would have "gracefully sacrificed" when he was first captured by the Imperial fleet.

In Shang Ping's dictionary, living is the top priority.

Having lived two lives, he is more persistent in life. In layman's terms, Shang Ping cherishes his life. On the premise of ensuring this, he doesn't mind finding a better way out for himself, for his father, and for the Muse Galaxy. And everything you do now is necessary.

Shang Ping had figured this out for a long time, but when he was talking to Mars, he saw some familiar faces, and was dazed for a while. He now deeply appreciates the benefits of the steadfast Virgin and the absolute wicked, at least they won't hesitate or feel guilty about their decisions. But he knew he would never be like that. He has the selfishness of human nature.

"Roger, thank you."

Shang Ping smiled, his happiness beyond words. He was not a person who likes to be bullshit. Although he didn't fully agree with Roger's words, he also expressed his due gratitude.

Now that the outcome of the matter has been determined, there is no need for him to worry about it. Fighting Mars is inevitable. Just as Mars' fleet is also fighting in the universe, he should show respect to the other soldiers. Treating Mars with the attitude of the Republic of Seth should not have been right. He has been ignoring the fact that the same descendants of Earth people, the Republic of Seth, the Mars military government, and the Free City Federation are different. Just like different countries in the earth age, it is a common sense error to treat with one attitude.

Roger just acted as if Shang Ping had listened to the advice, tapped the heel of his boot, made a soft sound, raised his right hand, and gave Shang Ping a standard imperial military salute, and then said, "My honor, Your Excellency Commander!"

Even the thanks are so rigid, Shang Ping pouted and slandered.

Golden Empire, Ivan Summer Palace

The court attendants walked through the palace corridors covered with wine-colored carpets, and greeted the court ladies who passed by. Recently, these beautifully dressed women officials can always be seen around the emperor. Most of the women who can take up the career of female officials in the Ivan Summer Palace are young girls from noble families. They have received family education since childhood, and beauty and talent are indispensable. Unlike court maids, female officials have a higher status in Ivan Summer Palace and are more respected, but they are also more incompetent. The selection of female officials has always been strict. Once she becomes a court female official, she has the opportunity to bring greater glory to the family. This is already a tacit secret of the noble family and the royal family.

In the era of Haini III, before the Grand Duchess Aifu, Haini III also had two favorite concubines who were court ladies. They could not become the queen of the empire, but they could still be favored by the emperor.

Today, Soran II, who is about to marry the imperial concubine, still makes some nobles have illusions. In addition to power and wealth, Soran Edrich's own conditions are also extremely superior, and many court ladies and aristocratic families are eager to move.

However, these people are bound to be disappointed.

The court etiquette officer curled his lips invisibly. He knew Soran Edrich very well. He had a hunch that the black-haired boy, the current Lord Deco, was more important to the emperor than everyone imagined. much more.

In the emperor's office, Soran Edrich stared at the light screen in front of him, seemingly focused on handling government affairs. In fact, the information and data on the screen had not changed for a long time.

The court attendant stood beside the emperor respectfully, and wisely did not say a word. Political affairs or something had nothing to do with him. Persuading the emperor is what ministers should do.

Count Reichate and other cabinet members are busy with the implementation of the emperor's various decrees. Unless necessary, they rarely appear in front of the emperor recently. God knows what "wonderful ideas" the emperor will suddenly have. Recently, the old-fashioned aristocrats in the capital have begun to be stunned. Those who dared to challenge the emperor before have already grown grass on their graves.

However, there are some differences in the attitude of cabinet members. Treusini, Minister of Finance, is looking forward to the next step of the emperor's decree. Count Reichardt has begun to regret bringing the emperor back from the Deco system so quickly. Even if he wants to send the emperor back, the future princess has already led the fleet. Expedition went.

Therefore, the counts of Reichardt, who are fortunate to have an imperial dictator who is diligent in government affairs and have iron-blooded methods, but feel sad for themselves, can only continue to suffer and be happy.

Finally, Soran Edrich ended his inefficient work and turned off the light screen. The attendant turned on the communication device for the emperor very winkingly, and directly connected to the imperial concubine on the expedition. His behavior and performance perfectly interpret the image of a court attendant who always shares the emperor's worries.

Shang Ping was waiting for Mars' reply, and the three squadron commanders also discussed the battle plan with each other through video. For other galaxy fleets in the empire, this is simply unimaginable, and Shang Ping knows his own abilities. Of course, the final decision is in his hands, and the battle plan has already been decided. Now the discussion is only about how to flexibly adjust the actions of the Mars fleet.

The emperor's communication interrupted them. The three fleet commanders immediately disappeared from the screen, and even if the Mars fleet attacked now, they would not disturb Shang Ping any more.

Shang Ping was a little surprised, he did not expect Soran Edrich to contact him at this time. If it is goodwill, it is still possible.

Solan Edrich saw Shang Ping's surprise in his eyes and raised his eyebrows. Shang Ping immediately knew that he must now go back to his room and "stay with the emperor" alone.

As a result, the commander of the Deco galaxy fleet left the flagship command room three hours before Mars replied, but no one questioned.

"Your Majesty, how have you been recently?"

In fact, Shang Ping wanted to ask why Solan contacted him at this time.

"not too good."

Soran Edrich's answer made Shang Ping stunned for a moment, and then, the virtual image of the emperor leaned directly to Shang Ping, his blue eyes stared at Shang Ping, and said softly: "I never knew, thinking would be this a feeling."

"what?"

Shang Ping really didn't react. In fact, he was a little scared by Soran Edrich's words. Was the emperor's head hit by a meteorite?

The emperor seemed to feel that Shang Ping's heartbeat was not fast enough, and continued: "I miss you, miss your smile, brown eyes, fresh lips." After a pause, the virtual image of Soran Edrich stretched towards Shang Ping He shot, his fingertips gently brushed Shang Ping's cheek, his voice was seductive and ambiguous: "When I wake up at night, I will think, I want to hug you into a dream..."

With a bang, Shang Ping successfully explained the tragedy caused by one sentence: He directly smashed the communicator.

This is true, don't FACE!