Walk alone in the abyss

"Boss, the fake Edwane has entered the border of the empire, and our escort fleet has not been intercepted by the empire.

"The agents of the Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau have secretly tested Edwan's identity. They confirmed that it was the person they arranged, and found no abnormal data. Now they have relaxed their vigilance.

"The torch has been raised, it's just this fire that needs to be lit."

Putting on a small dark dress, Lu stood behind Yang Ming with her hands behind her back, and said these softly.

Yang Ming was still sitting in the corner of Edwang's bedroom, leaned over and poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a smile, "How is Princess Lorna now?"

Li searched the information in his huge database on the spot, and immediately said:

"According to what you said, boss, she is alive and well, and is waiting for you to find her.

"Because she participated in and presided over His Majesty Edwan's affairs, she has always had a good reputation in the Foreign Affairs Bureau. With the rise of Her Highness Daphne, Princess Lorna was somewhat marginalized by the noble circle, but for her, life is not bad. good."

"I originally wanted to assassinate her myself."

Yang Ming chuckled, then shook his head slightly:

"Thinking about it now, forget it, she is actually just a screw under the empire's hegemonic machine, and she is just a not-so-prominent representative of the Sherman family.

"Give her a decent death later.

"People are girls, don't be too ugly."

"Yes, boss."

Ritsu agreed with a serious face.

Yang Ming picked up the tea and took a sip, then looked at the teacup in his hand in a daze.

Drinking tea is still a habit developed by himself.

It's just that what is soaked in the water is not the tea he is familiar with, but some similar substitutes, which can also refresh, but it doesn't seem to be called tea.

"Law," Yang Ming asked suddenly, "Can we still claim to be righteous now?"

"For the battle of interstellar regimes, justice itself is a false proposition, boss."

"But justice shouldn't be a false proposition," Yang Ming leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, "I'll take a rest, call me if there is a situation."

Law responded softly.

There is a set of regulations that have been deduced tens of thousands of times for the next thing. In fact, she can handle it directly without the boss doing anything.

...

[The Emperor of Luofeng Empire and Chairman of the Luofeng Alliance Council, Edwang, has arrived at Jinrong Star in the Imperial Star Circle. 】

Catherine looked at the text message that popped up on the communicator at hand, and sat there lost in thought.

She is in a fully transparent office, and outside is a busy command hall. The workstations of hundreds of people are arranged in a mess, but orders can always be delivered in an orderly manner.

There is no need for Catherine to charge the front line now.

She only needs to wear a cool battle suit, sit in her office, press a few buttons occasionally, and attend some meetings to make this organization run efficiently.

In the underground base where Catherine is located, the radiation remotely controls sixty-two imperial resistance organizations;

These organizations have a total of more than 26.92 million 'members', and their active areas are all over the planets on the border of the empire.

As long as Catherine gives an order, more than 1,200 old ships of various types, tens of millions of combat robots for land and ships, and more than 8 million well-trained anti-imperial fighters will be on the border of the empire. The two main administrative planets launched armed struggles simultaneously, burning a single fire across the borders of the empire.

Yes, compared to the terrifying size of the Sherman Empire, the power that Catherine has mastered can only be regarded as a spark.

Catherine originally thought that her greatest role was to be the vanguard of the commando.

But under the auspices of Law, she has now become the spiritual leader of the resistance organization, an imperial goddess of war who has been endowed with various attributives, and is a new figure who brings hope to the empire and dawn to the people at home and abroad who are oppressed by the empire. leader.

Catherine always felt that she was not made to be a leader, but Hanton was;

It is entirely because of the mysterious and powerful mechanical thinking body, the defense system of the whole territory of the empire, and the best assistant of "that man", Xiaoli, that she can properly handle these extremely complicated affairs.

Under Li's arrangement, she also became the core figure of the "Flame" project.

The goal of this "Flame" project is to unify the resistance organizations on the borders of the empire, develop base areas in most areas of the borders of the empire, promote anti-imperial ideas, and gradually win the support of those living in the fringes of the empire and are themselves impoverished.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Under the oppression of the empire's powerful starship fleet, it is obviously unrealistic to use these poor planets to overthrow the empire.

But as long as these flames are lit, these flames can burn through the ideological territory of the people of the empire in a short period of time.

Law once said:

‘The most important purpose of this plan is not to attract much military power from the empire.

"The most important thing is that the resistance bases we have established can exist stably and continuously, becoming a threat to the empire, providing the people of the empire with one more choice, and letting the people of the empire have the concept of 'even without the protection of the empire, they can survive well'."

‘Removing the people’s dependence on the empire is the core goal of the Flame Project. '

Now, their plan has advanced to the most critical step.

It only takes one moment;

An appropriate time to maximize the effect of the "Flame" plan;

And this time...

Boom!

Another message popped up:

[The emperor of the Sherman Empire sent several members of the royal family to receive the emperors of the dependent countries, and a grand dinner will be held at Jin Rongxing. 】

This time is coming soon.

...

Empire, Emperor Star Circle, the capital of Jinrong Star, one of the main administrative stars closest to Emperor Star.

Above the sea area, a luxurious and flamboyant 'starship palace' floats quietly.

This palace seems to be made of colorful crystals. It is in the shape of a disc as a whole. There are hundreds of rings quietly surrounding it. There is a small city that can accommodate 100,000 people.

Here are the famous attractions on Jinrong Star:

When the starlight shines on the starship palace, a soft natural halo will appear around the palace, and the entire starship is decorated with countless artworks inside into a dream palace.

This is the first choice venue for many nobles to hold weddings, but the price is a bit expensive, and the hereditary earl whose family background is not strong enough can hardly bear the cost of holding a banquet here.

Now, the starship palace is the venue for entertaining the emperors of the dependent countries.

The banquet after two galaxies is in full swing.

Earl Revell, who was wearing an imperial-style tuxedo, was standing in a corner of the palace, watching the misty waves beneath his feet, thinking about some troublesome things.

After the white ghost's accident, Revell rarely participated in the gatherings of the imperial nobles.

"Count Revell!"

Hearty laughter came from behind, and Atro, in a white military uniform, walked quickly with a glass of champagne.

"Why are you in a daze here? Several princes held a small party, and there are more than a dozen models from the Guell Union!"

Revel looked at this guy a little helplessly.

He disliked the intelligence chief of the Military Intelligence Bureau, but this guy was indeed useful to his family.

So, Revell could only be patient, showing a faint smile: "I don't like this kind of occasion, and it's not surprising that some of my maids are of Guell's blood."

"Wow!"

Atro leaned on the railing, raised his eyebrows at Reville, and said in a low voice:

"Have you received all the orders from His Majesty?"

"Well," Revel nodded, "but it doesn't make sense."

Atro asked back: "How can it be meaningless?"

Reville's fair and handsome face showed a little disdain: "Your Majesty asked me to take the initiative to speak and perform well here, so that I can be promoted and reused... What's the point of this? I am a hereditary earl, not an honorary earl, a hereditary earl. The Earl wants to be promoted, unless it saves the entire galaxy."

"Hehehe," Atro was amused by Revel, "Saving the galaxy is too much, and saving tens of billions of people is almost enough, but the current development direction of the empire is to suppress the nobles."

"If you really want to suppress the nobles, the empire has ten thousand ways to make the nobles disappear."

Revel sighed:

"I am an unjust man.

"The aristocracy of the empire is the unrighteous."

"oh!"

Atro looked left and right subconsciously, approached Revell, and whispered:

"My count, don't shout these words directly. I know that about 20% of the nobles in the empire now feel that they are a class that oppresses the common people. The existence of the nobles is to facilitate the rule of the Sherman family. empire.

"It's hard for me to judge whether this is moaning for nothing or the idea of ​​the Virgin Mary.

"Empires have always been like this, haven't they?

"We were born in the Sherman Empire, we are part of the Sherman Empire, and we can make the Empire better in our own way."

Revel stared at Atero: "Is the empire going to get better?"

"no doubt?"

"What about my idol? What about the white ghost? If I remember correctly, you have always said that you are the ghost's best friend, but now, you don't even mention it?"

Revel's gaze was a bit threatening.

Deputy Director Atro's smile was slightly stiff.

Atro sighed and said in a deep voice:

"It's a complicated matter, but at the end of the day, it was Hanton who wanted to take a dangerous path, which had already shaken the dominance of the round table, so he was suppressed.

"But Hanton's starting point should also be to make the empire better.

"You are very similar to Hanton, but there are many differences. You carry your own family on your back, Revell, you don't have such willfulness—sorry, I use this word somewhat offensively, but in my opinion, Hanton Many of Dun's actions are very capricious.

"If you want to change this country, why don't you wait longer? Wait until you have more accumulation and voice, and you can really make decisions for the empire, and then you can do these things?"

Revel suddenly laughed, and said in a low voice, "Deputy Director Atro."

"What?"

"The empire has existed for tens of thousands of years. I don't know how many people have compromised like you. The final result of compromise is assimilation and erosion."

Revell's eyes became a little distant:

"I admit, there's nothing I can do.

"After learning that my idol was attacked, I excitedly wanted to lead my private army into Emperor Star and questioned the royal family what they were going to do, but my elders in my family and my housekeeper stopped me.

"That's just an act of sending death in vain.

"I am a coward, with a weakness in my character. I have a starting line that exceeds most of my peers, but I can still only hide in the shadow of my ancestors. I am obsequious and worthless, like a useless softie .”

Atro was silent.

"I can only say," Revell sighed, "Your Majesty really misjudged me when he chose me. After this banquet, I will return to my own territory and be a safe and stable rich man from now on. Happy spend the rest of my life happily.”

Atro whispered, "Isn't this a compromise?"

"It's a coward's escape, Deputy Chief."

Revell bowed slightly, turned and walked towards the entrance of the banquet not far away.

Although the banquet will not be officially held until more than one galaxy later, he wants to go in early and find a corner to sit, which can reduce a lot of meaningless social interactions.

Atro stood there quietly, leaning against the transparent wall, and drank the champagne in his hand bit by bit.

"Then what's the point?"

He shrugged, adjusted his state, and continued to be the most eye-catching boy in the noble party.

A few minutes later.

Lei Weier, who was a little bored, turned on the projection function of the network access terminal, opened a book-like projection screen in front of him, and started browsing the network information to pass the time.

Under the hype of many powerful forces, the focus of attention inside and outside the empire has gathered here.

The media of the New Federation held various programs uninterruptedly, detailing the persecution of the dependent countries by the Sherman Empire;

The rest of the anti-imperial camp is also exhausting all its power, trying to prevent this 'blood-sucking dinner' from being held through public opinion;

Under the offensive of public opinion, the imminent damage to their own interests, and the instigation of various forces, armed riots of varying degrees broke out in the territories of the empire's affiliated countries.

There are even some radical armed groups that have begun to attack the first star of the dependent country, and announced in a high-profile manner that they will not recognize all the promises made by their emperor and all the treaties they signed.

For this situation, the Imperial Army has long been prepared.

The two major battle groups gathered on the border of the Luofeng Empire before, according to their respective combat plans, 'fission' into 20 'affiliated country support armed forces', with 300 to 500 main battleships forming a strengthened formation , went to the border of the most opposed subject country.

The political game between the empire and the dependent countries that the conspirators think may be extremely complicated, with various intrigues and conspiracy strategies;

The actual political game: sail the boat over, beat them if you don’t agree, survival or destruction is a simple multiple-choice question.

‘The mighty military power of the empire. '

Revell sighed, heard a few calls beside his ears, looked up, and found that it was a "fun friend" he hadn't seen for a while, and a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

Before you know it, a long time has passed, and the banquet venue is already full of men and women.

Each main participant is allowed to bring a female or male companion;

Everyone is so beautiful and handsome, those deliberately suppressed conversations converged into the whispers of demons, constantly surrounding the wide main hall of the banquet;

The generals of the Sherman Imperial Army, the elders of the House of Elders, and officials of the government affairs department can be seen everywhere here, and there are already dancing figures on the dance floor.

'What is the cost of this banquet? '

Revel thought about this question, then shook his head, and joked with the friends who came over to chat.

There was still a ten-minute countdown to the banquet, and a group of princes, dukes, and retired generals entered the venue, and all the gray-haired, or graceful and luxurious emperors of the empire's vassal countries walked across the red carpet and entered the venue.

A figure naturally became the core of this banquet, and Reville and his companions could not help but take a few more glances.

Edwan, the emperor of Luofeng Empire.

"Wow, His Majesty Edwan is so young, and his Luofeng Alliance is said to have the same strength as the top ten powers in the galaxy."

"It's just a regional alliance. If it encounters strong pressure, it will fall apart. Don't worry too much."

"So it's equivalent."

"Reville? What's the matter with you? Stare at His Majesty Edwan... You have changed your taste now? This Majesty's figure is really good, and I'm a little hot to see his buttocks."

"Get out!"

Revell glared at a certain hereditary viscount who was smiling strangely beside him, then pondered a few times without saying anything.

This is unreasonable.

Revell looked at Edwan who was talking and laughing happily with the two princes there, carefully staring at Edwan's expression, question marks popped up one after another in his heart.

Edwan always felt a little weird to him.

Ding ding, dong dong, a subscription message popped up at the same time on the network access terminals of several young nobles.

They're all subscribed to... The White Ghost Official Fan Club.

[Successful reservation for live broadcast].

[White Ghost live countdown: 1 standard hour 06 standard minutes 34 standard seconds].

Several people looked up at each other, and then looked at each other.

The news quickly spread in the banquet. Although the music did not stop, although the figure on the dance floor was still squirming ambiguously, the atmosphere in the banquet hall dropped by most of it in an instant.

"ha!"

Revell laughed suddenly, which attracted a lot of attention.

The young earl, who had been sitting in the corner before, now raised his head unconsciously. His young and handsome face and long golden curly hair were dyed with a bit of luster.

"Let's go, brothers, let's socialize together."