Galaxy and Promise

"... Ladies and gentlemen, even though this is the case, you should look at the problem with a dialectical perspective." A congressman stood up, cleared his throat, and said in a tone of voice, "Although the underwater imperial capital has done a lot of evil, their achievements may not be helpful to the empire. It's still up for debate—"

As soon as the words fell, Andre raised his eyes and sneered coldly: "It seems that Mr. Mallory is very fascinated by this, why don't you go and experience it for yourself-oh, sorry, I forgot, your poor gene There is no research value."

Councilor Mallory blushed immediately, and stumbling loudly complained: "Malicious speculation! Personal attack! Your Excellency, this is an insult to an imperial councilor—"

"Understood, the council seats bought for 500 million yuan." Andre sneered and twirled the pen holder twice between his fingers, pointing the finger at another point, "Please explain a little bit about the previous situation for the newcomers, don't let people I feel that the after-sales service of the upper council is too bad."

The aristocratic officers next to him immediately showed tacit ridicule when they heard the words, and several congressmen on the opposite side looked embarrassed, and hurriedly dragged Congressman Mallory to sit down.

——The previous situation dates back to the era of the Blood Queen more than [-] years ago.

The Iron Queen hit it off with the racist Holy See, blatantly tore up the Covenant of the Star Alliance, and ignited the flames of war in every corner of the eye.The dictatorial queen even responded to the voice of the opposition with a cold bloodbath-"the jewel on the queen's scepter is red with blood".

No one doubts that if the Blood Queen lived longer, the empire would be completely different.

But no assumptions.

The Blood Queen finally died in an assassination in her prime, and her younger sister who succeeded to the throne in a hurry was a naive and weak girl.The Holy See, which lacks the constraints of royal power, has intensified, colluded with the Senate, and established an underwater imperial capital, intending to use the pace of empire expansion to promote its cleansing and extreme racial ideas.

Until the exposure of a secret base: Underwater Imperial City conducted a series of biochemical experiments using military dead and seriously injured officers as materials.

There was an uproar in the Imperial Army headquarters.

It was the first time that a general who was a duke, and a soldier who was born on the frontier, had such a common hatred: Fuck you son of a bitch!

In the end, the senate was divided into two, a small part was uprooted together with the underwater imperial capital, and the leader of the empire was expelled, and the remaining part was merged into the parliament to continue to exert its residual heat, wasting its own life for power and interests .

Now the underwater imperial capital is revived, never returning to the path of cult.

The parliament argued over the message and quarreled wildly. The lights of the Central Chamber were lit all night, and they often ended in mutual attacks.

In the end, the final decision was made by the military department: no matter whether it is a resurgence or a comeback, one word is to fight.

"This is not in line with the rules—" The deputy speaker slammed the table and stood up, protesting loudly, "The military department is making an arbitrary claim! The parliament did not agree with the military department's decision!"

"When you discuss the results, the next day we will probably have a hand-to-hand battle with the underwater imperial capital on the outer track of Tino." The major's clerk sitting at the end of the long table fumbled his nails with a pen tube, and blew lightly, his tone not salty. Not bad, "Before looking forward to the bright future of the rule of the underwater imperial capital, please introspect yourself. Half of you here are only worthy of filling the waste incinerator."

"You—" Several congressmen glared at him, but after seeing who it was, they had to choke back.

The pampered young son of the Duke of Lestin's family, his father is the chancellor of the exchequer, and his grandfather is the deputy inspector general. This young master who cannot be offended even patched the map cannon: "Of course, I am not talking about you, Your Excellency the Major General. If there is anything that can make the water The next emperor treats you differently, and it must be you."

——By the way, Duke Lestin and the newly promoted Duke Legere hated each other, and even refused to show up at the latter's honor banquet.

Half of the participating officers were descendants of Upper East Side aristocrats, and the other half simply had titles themselves.This group of people could quarrel over political differences in the royal court, and fight over various appointments and assignments at the military meeting. At this time, the guns are unanimous.

Duke Legere still had a pleasant face, but unfortunately the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Of course, we're still reasonable. Isn't this waiting for you to discuss the results?"

The central chamber exploded with a "buzz".

A small number of people are still shouting "this is contempt of parliament", but the other side has already pinched themselves. Occasionally, there are private goods secretly carried by the former Senate, which is very lively and dizzying.

To be fair, the early years of Parliament were normal.

Due to the rapid expansion of the Steinorn Empire (and the tragic extermination of many nobles during the period), the empire had to adopt a new talent selection mechanism and open the way for civilians to be promoted, and the parliament was one of them.The parliament with the ZTE class as the main members, the Holy See, and the military constrained each other, forming a delicate balance.

This move broke the long-standing class monopoly of the nobles, injected new blood into the empire, and laid a precious cornerstone in the era of great expansion of the empire-this is how it is written in the history of the empire.

until the Senate split.

Behind this group of people is a once prominent surname, but unfortunately the successors are mediocre. The Iron Queen didn't even bother to glance at these moths. She only circled them high, away from the center of power, and lived by remembering their ancestors. .

——Facts have proved that Her Majesty Alnia is wise and powerful.

These magical creatures who only waste tax money in all aspects are only outstanding in fighting for power, forming parties and selfish interests, and quickly corroded the parliament into a miasmatic and intricate place before everyone realized it.

Up to now, the composition of the Imperial Parliament is as follows: a number of members of the former Senate, a number of emerging aristocrats, a number of nepotism of the above two, a number of middle class, a number of civilian elites who have obtained seats through various selections, and the above two Half of them are self-contained, and the other half become part of the nepotism of the former two through fraudulent reasons such as marriage, alliance, and investment.

Major General Andrei von Legere once commented: "It is an overgeneralization to say that it is a dump of the Reich, but it is a scrapyard anyway."

The thing is, the scrapyard still has power.

The congressman rolled his sleeves and quarreled, and the inexplicable scene of officers watching the play didn't last long, and the door of the conference hall was pushed open.

Everyone looked over subconsciously, as if some switch had been pressed, and the noise in the Central House of Representatives stopped abruptly.

The visitor was dressed in an aristocratic military uniform, his black hair was tied into a ponytail, his coat was draped between his arms, his pale face was beautiful and delicate, and his expression was cold.

He directly ignored the council seats on one side, and slightly nodded towards the other side: "Sorry, there was a delay, I'm late."

Half of the officers present smiled at him, while the other half grumbled with a complex expression.

Terrence didn't care, went straight to the empty seat and sat down, tapped on the table, and asked, "So, what's the situation now? Do you have any specific information?"

"... Tsk." The young master Lestin, who rolled his eyes to the sky, snorted, untied the terminal, pulled out a file with a snap, and threw it over with a snap.

Terence turned on the holographic screen, frowned slightly, and began to read the dozens of pages of information.

For a while, no one spoke.

A young member of parliament was quite dissatisfied with this, and wanted to speak, but was suppressed by the elder, and by the way humbly popularized the name of this person, and so on.

Due to some objective reasons, the parliament had little opportunity to have direct contact with Terence before, but this did not prevent them from knowing the bloody resume of the colonel from the successive impeachments and charges (and the resulting all-night meeting).

He had a grudge against the former queen, and also had a grudge against the underwater imperial capital. He was once the unsheathed blade of the empire, the undefeated God of War of the rebels, repeatedly appeared in the military court of the neutral alliance, and was also the top reward list of the pirate star bandits.

All in all, no matter how good-looking he is, Shashen is still Shashen.

And his mother is a loner with a lot of brain-dead fans——what can you do with him?

"Wow, I know—" Young Master Lestin whispered from the side, "To deal with this gang of mud, there is no need for any kind of identity suppression. A beating is more useful than anything else, the kind that takes care of itself."

"Update your information database a little bit, kid." His Excellency Duke Andre von Legere smiled, "Terence's title was restored a few years ago, Earl, who is higher than you."

Tsk.The young master curled his lips and stopped talking.

Terence finally finished flipping through the stack of information, and called out the coordinates circled by the star map as if there was no one there, and turned his face slightly: "I probably understand, so what's the next step?"

Andre leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette by himself, and said in a very official tone: "The military department's suggestion is to wipe out the rebels, leaving no one behind, but, according to the process," he paused, showing a particularly sincere With a smirk, "Non-emergency military action outside the country requires a parliamentary vote?"

Terence finally turned his gaze to the parliament seat, and smiled amiably: "I don't know much about the process of the parliament, so what is the result of the vote?"

"..."

"........."

"…………"

Frankly, he looks really good when he smiles.

Wait, no.

The high-ranking members of the council finally recalled the long history between the man in front of him and the underwater imperial capital, and recalled his numerous achievements. The eyes of the various factions wandered, and they found that they had reached an agreement for the first time, and they recognized it cleanly.

"Of course, everyone who rebels can be punished, so naturally we can't tolerate—"

What a joy.

Andre took the lead and stood up and applauded, smiling broadly: "Congratulations to everyone for finally reaching a conclusion. If I had known this, I should have recalled Colonel Terrence earlier."

Terrence stared at the holographic star map, lightly ticked a point with his finger, without raising his head: "In this case, let me go."

The smile on Andre's face froze.

He turned his head abruptly, just in time to see the colonel commander turn off the projector, throw the terminal back to the young master who also looked strange, and said in a normal tone: "They are very interested in me, and so am I."

"Terrence—" Andre raised his face, and lowered his voice again, "Terrence!"

And his colonel stood up, gave him a smile, and then walked to his side, took out the cigarette with ease and lit it with the tobacco in his hand.The voice in the smoke was barely audible: "Don't worry."

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