broken world

Heydrich Langgut, who used to be the secret police station of the old Goldbaum dynasty and is now the head of security, was ordered to arrest the former lieutenant Flickenhilt Greenhill who used a false identity to infiltrate Odin. .

The reason was that she was suspected of stealing imperial secrets and abducting Shirley von Merkatz, the daughter of the first-ranked general of the empire.

Originally thought that the Confederate officer would argue that he refused to plead guilty, but in fact, Flickenhilt Greenhill pleaded guilty to all the crimes listed by Langgu.

He only repeated one point: "I am in love with Miss Mercaz, and she doesn't know who I really am."

The Security Bureau itself is an institution outside the normal social establishment, so Langu felt that there was no need to go through the normal judicial procedures. He just reported his boss + benefactor Oberstein on the matter in a vivid and colorful way, so he began to ask questions like this Dispose of the former Confederate officer.

"What do you think?" The Minister of Military Affairs asked back.

Even the cunning Langgu couldn't figure out the opinion of his superior for a while. Considering that Shirley von Merkaz was a subordinate of the Minister of Military Affairs, Langgu decided to let him go: "Sentenced to life □Let’s go.”

The Minister of Military Affairs glared at the chubby head of security with colder and more trembling eyes.The security director couldn't help but wiped his sweat and decided to change the statement: "For such a person who seriously endangers the security of the empire, he should be executed immediately."

Only then did the Minister of Military Affairs nod his head in satisfaction.

Therefore, rather than saying that Flickenhilt Greenhill is a victim of conspiracy, it is better to say that he is a victim of politics.

From now on, Shirley von Merkaz has no possibility of becoming an important minister of the empire.

At least Oberstein thinks so.

But when she appeared in front of everyone with another identity later, how would the Minister of Military Affairs feel?

These are another story.

The current situation is that Flickenhilt Greenhill's charges will be confirmed soon, and the sentence will be judged, and the execution will follow.

Although Langgu was worried about whether such a matter should be reported to His Majesty the Emperor, Oberstein replied in a cold tone: "If such a small matter as small as a sesame mung bean has to be reported one by one, His Majesty the Emperor will be very annoyed."

Langgu then dispelled such thoughts.

Just two hours after the execution, His Majesty the Emperor recalled the matter as if telepathically, and only learned that Flickenhilt Greenhill had been secretly executed when he personally summoned the Minister of Military Affairs to inquire.

"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing in advance!"

This is not the first time Oberstein has responded to the lord's roar. He has long been able to deal with reprimands of this level with ease: "It's my servant who was negligent. I implore your majesty to come down."

In fact Reinhardt never actually punished or convicted Oberstein for his "overseeing".

The assassination in Vulture City was the same, even though it was known that it was because of Oberstein's suggestion that Gilfies was not allowed to carry the beam gun into the victory ceremony venue, even though Gilfies was seriously injured to protect himself afterwards, his life was hanging by a thread , but Reinhardt never had the idea of ​​punishing the prosthetic eye chief of staff.

What's more... Flickenhilt Greenhill is just... an irrelevant person.Yes, irrelevant people.Just a former Confederate lieutenant.

The young emperor waved Oberstein back.

Not long after the Minister of Military Affairs left, Hilde, the chief secretary, came in to deliver an official document, and seeing the absent-minded and uneasy expression on the young lord's face, he couldn't help asking: "What happened? Your Majesty."

Hilde was greatly surprised by the truth that came out of the mouth of the young and handsome monarch next.

"Just because of suspicion, you will force the crime you want to impose on a retired soldier! Even an active soldier will not be charged with such a baseless accusation without sufficient evidence and another party's testimony. Sentenced to death! Sentenced to death without going through normal trial channels, what is the difference between this and the most reactionary Goldbaum dynasty! I always thought that the Royankram dynasty would be a brand new and just dynasty, but such a shocking thing happened Sad thing, let me..."

Facing the Countess' loud reprimand, the blond overlord just raised his beautiful face and looked at the sky outside the window: "That's...that's fine..."

"What?" Countess Marindorf never felt so far away from the shining blond young man in front of her for a moment.

"I mean, what should I do next? Does Countess Marindorf have any good suggestions?"

Reinhardt's tone and expression have returned to normal, with a determination and relief that ordinary people cannot understand.

Hilgel von Marindorf couldn't erase a thought in his heart, that is, His Majesty Emperor Rohenkram acquiesced to such an unfair thing happening.

Why is this happening?

Reinhard von Rohenkram was not a person who abused his power.

But when she sent Flickenhilt Greenhill's body to Shirley von Merkatz as a pacifier, the mourner was too mournful to say a word, only knowing the silent fall. Countess Marindorf was moved by the despair and grief shown by the woman who pressed her head against the coffin and refused to part.

It was impossible for anyone not to be moved by Miss Mercaz's tears.

Why do you want to do this...Your Majesty, this is not what a wise king did.

Countess Marindorf walked out of the private residence, another ground car quickly stopped at the gate, the door opened, and Marshal Gilfies, who had hurriedly got off the car, turned pale when he saw Countess Marindorf Sharen.

"Are... a step late?" the red-haired marshal asked.

Hilgel von Marindorf nodded heavily.

The expression on Siegfried Gilfies' face became complicated and difficult to understand.

Hilde had to make a wrong assumption: His Majesty's move might be related to Marshal Gilfies.

That night, Siegfried Gilfies stood at the door until early in the morning before leaving, but he never went in.

The next day, the chief aide-de-camp of the Emperor of the Empire, Major General Hutley, came to read out the order to lift Shirley von Merkatz.

"After investigation, this matter has nothing to do with Miss Mercaz."

This is the official statement.

Major General Xiutley walked back to the ground and patted his chest. A young military cadet in charge of duty boldly asked: "The major general's expression is not relaxed."

Major General Xiutelai showed a helpless expression. Although he didn't say it, he knew clearly: the feeling of being treated as a murderer is not pleasant at all.

The ones who watched Shutley and his party leave were First-Class General Willie Burr Juhim von Merkaz and his adjutant, Major Berrenhardt von Schneider.

Walking back to the study and closing the door, Merkaz sighed feeling old: "Is she better?"

Schneider shook his head: "It's still the same."

"It seems that she really loves this Confederate lieutenant."

Schneider was noncommittal because the answer was obvious.

From the first day she was grounded, Shirley von Merkaz looked like she had been sentenced to death.

Mourning, helpless.

But even so, she never had a word to beg her father for help.

Perhaps in her view, the incident itself was too serious to be resolved by any help.

Just when Merkatz and Schneider were having a headache about this matter, Shirley von Merkatz's voice came through the intercom:

"I have something to say, can I come in?"

Merkaz gave Schneider a wink, and Schneider also showed an expression that I didn't know anything, and pushed the automatic door open.

Shirley von Merkaz stood outside the door.

Pale and bloodless face, like a crisp and fragile glass doll.

After the automatic door fell, the sad woman said: "I am not Shirley von Merkaz, I am from the League, I am..."