Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

In fact, if Gray Feng wanted to, he could come up with a set of enhancement measures that only targeted genes, but genetic modification was much more complicated than simply synthesizing new substances.

Even Gray Feng's twice-improved computing power cannot fully control all the changes brought about by modifications at the genetic level.

Maybe Gray Wind can make Ella as strong as an ox through genetic modification, but it may also affect Ella's own immortality.

Before computing power can completely decipher the genetic code, the absolutely safe improvement in combat effectiveness that Gray Wind can provide is the transformation of the prosthetic body that Ella calls cyberpunk.

It's quite useful to install a mantis arm or something.

Ella, who didn't want to turn herself into a cyberpunk style, brought the topic back to claims.

Rather than using King Arthur's claim to the Kingdom of Badania from another world, wouldn't it be more convenient and faster to directly use Ella's claim to this empire?

It just so happened that Milin originally planned to make Ai Xingji the emperor.

But before that, Milin had to consider the actual control over the imperial capital and even this third of the empire.

Looking at it now, it is entirely possible to let Ai take control first and then consider the actual control.

"This is how most palace coups come about, so many palace coups inevitably lead to local rebellions. Whether you can secure this position depends on your strength."

Ella, who was ready to be the emperor again, said.

"When did the queen's banquet come?" Milin asked Ella.

"It'll be the day after tomorrow." Ella said to Milin: "Do I need to make some arrangements?"

"Do you need to make arrangements?" Milin asked with a smile.

"...Arrange some aftermath matters." Aila, who knew that Milin planned to take action directly, said.

"As long as you are ready, I will prepare the rest." Milin said.

"Huh? Do you want me to accompany you?" Ella was slightly startled. She suddenly felt that maybe it was not unacceptable to ask Gray Wind to pretend to be a mantis arm.

"Of course, just take them away in one wave." Milin nodded and said.

A formal banquet cannot be held just for Milin. Some elders and nobles will definitely be invited as well.

Although those people are useless, under the witness of those people, this claim may be quite useful.

"That's true..." Ella felt that this made sense and nodded.

Gray Feng, who knew what Milin planned to do, reminded:

"Is it enough for Ella to have the titular throne?"

"It should be enough. We agreed before that I would be named Yinbrado." Milin said.

Although for the ancient Roman-style empire, the position of Ibrato, similar to the Grand Marshal of the Army and Navy, the highest military officer, was not appointed.

But if you have to force the appointment, there is no historical precedent to follow... Of course it is the history of the Roman Empire in another world.

"If that doesn't work, I'll just hand over the throne to the admiral." Ella wasn't too worried about this.

Anyway, for her, it doesn't matter whether she is the emperor or not, she has to work overtime 996 hours a day.

"Is there a suitable reason?" Gray Feng suddenly asked a question that she shouldn't have asked based on her personality.

Although from some perspectives, this question is quite consistent with her personality.

According to the tradition of the Roman Empire, this kind of non-forced surrender requires a certain relationship.

For example, blood relationship, kinship relationship, or superior-subordinate relationship.

Otherwise, it will be criticized by others, which will affect the legitimacy of the claim... In fact, the third relationship is easily criticized by others.

As for Ella herself, as a descendant of the emperor recognized by the temple guards, seriously speaking, she has a higher legitimacy than the three emperors of the current empire.

Aila took the emperor's claim from the Queen Gaia to bring order to chaos, so Aila needed a reason to hand over the throne to Milin.

The most appropriate reason is naturally the relationship between husband and wife. As a descendant of the orthodox royal family, Ella cannot have a Cathay relative.

"Ahem"

Before being summoned to this world by Milin, Ella, who dealt with Milin's wedding ships almost every day, immediately realized why Gray Feng would care about such an irrelevant matter, and her expression immediately became a little embarrassed and said:

"Don't worry about this little thing. You can just make up a reason when the time comes."

"Well" Gray Feng didn't continue to ask, he just looked at Ella with his usual indifferent eyes.

Feeling stressed under Gray Feng's look, Ella shifted her gaze to Milin, hoping that the admiral could take care of her secretary ship.

Mirin, who was happily eating the melon, put down the melon that he had taken out at some point and said:

"The perceived orthodoxy of those senators and nobles is irrelevant. The only ones who need to care are those guys."

"Those temple guardians?" Aila immediately followed Milin's helping hand.

"Well, I guess they won't accept me as the emperor, if the importance of the emperor's identity is really as I guessed." Milin nodded and said.

"Importance?" Ella was a little curious about what Milin was talking about.

"Although Holo's riddle wolf deliberately avoided some of my questions, I can feel that the dragon flag of the empire and the sword of the king of Badania are more than just symbols of royal power."

Milin recalled the change in Holo's tone when answering these questions and continued:

"Of course, she might have brought this to my attention on purpose."

"More than just a symbol of royal power? What else does that mean?"

"Now we have to ask Malaka." Milin said: "I originally planned to wait for her to come to the door."

Before knowing that the world was wrapped in angels of peace, Milin was not so eager to chat with the temple guards.

Now, Milin thinks he still needs to look for them.

Those temple guards must know about this... Even if they don't know about the existence of Angel of Peace, they must know that this world is wrapped in some kind of barrier.

And judging from what happened in the Colosseum that day, the temple guards seemed to regard the Angel of Peace as some kind of protective measure.

...If the location of this planet is in the virtual realm or subspace, then the Angel of Peace can indeed be regarded as some kind of protective measure.

But Milin doesn't need such protection.

So what about the virtual realm, so what about the subspace.

Talking and laughing with the principles of the circle and playing cards with the four vendors are what the Fourth Natural Disaster should do.

This kind of self-protection, for Milin, it is better to start directly on the Dead Planet.

"Is there a possible conflict?" Gray Wind asked Milin.

"We don't rule out this possibility, but the risk is not great." Cassandra is quite "reasonable", at least the Cassandra Milin knows is quite reasonable.

After hearing Milin's suggestion that he might have a conflict with the temple guards, Gray Wind took out a flashlight-like thing from his body.

"Hey, did you get the lightsaber out?" Milin said with some surprise after taking the flashlight handed over by Hui Feng.

"It is impossible to achieve a physical collision like what you said, Commander, but it can suppress the steel-resistant metal weapons used by those temple guards." Gray Wind said.

"Well, physical collisions probably require Kyber crystals." Milin said as he turned on the switch of the lightsaber in his hand like a flashlight.

Accompanied by the familiar "buzz" sound, an amber beam of light shot out from the flashlight.

"...Did you use the Pure Source Stone instead of the Kyber Crystal?" Milin looked at the color of the lightsaber and asked Gray Feng after swiping it a few times.

"Well, the refined pure source stone is a very suitable energy source." Gray Feng said and took out several pure source stones in the shape of No. 1 batteries from his body.

"...Um...is it a battery?" Milin couldn't help complaining as he looked at the shape of the Pure Origin Stone in Gray Feng's hand.

"One can provide energy for ten minutes. Commander, you can prepare a few more for use." Gray Feng said and took out a few more of the same shape from his body.

It seems that it was made on a temporary basis.

"It's a bit weird. How can this Source Stone sword be used against the Durable Steel sword?" Milin asked, waving the Source Stone lightsaber in his hand regardless of the ten-minute function limit.

"Targeted pulse beam and sufficient high temperature." Gray Feng explained.

"Why does it sound so much like a cutting beam?" Milin asked.

“When these equipment were first designed, the purpose was to cut resistant steel,” Hui Feng said.

It turns out that "e" is really a tool, but it doesn't seem to be a problem. After all, durasteel was originally used as the deck of a star battleship.

Although there was no physical collision and a hearty lightsaber fight, Milin was still very satisfied with the finished product and nodded and said:

"Change the shape, make it into a crank, and put the consecration light inside."

"It'll be fine soon." Gray Feng nodded and put the spare flashlight he took out back into his body.

"Can you change the color?" Milin continued to ask.

"Can"

"Then change it to red for me, and change some gold ones for Attila." Milin said, waving the shuriken again and listening to the buzzing sound of the light blade cutting through the air.