Food is full of favorability [Interstellar]

Everyone watched as Horace slowly raised his head and looked in Eugene's direction.He did not live up to his expectations. Standing on the high platform, he showed a victorious smile to the peacekeepers:

"Facts have proved that the Federation's peace talks are not sincere. They want to use the death of the king to disrupt the political situation within the empire."

Marshal Horace stood quietly below, his falcon-like icy blue eyes slightly squinted, looking straight at the eloquent Grand Duke Eugene on the stage, letting his acting personality play out.In front of Horace, Eugene, in his custom gown, looked like a burlesque actor.

Hollus frowned, feeling slightly offended.

"Everyone, Marshal Delano subdued the Federation's assassins in an emergency. His loyalty is admirable. Perhaps after His Majesty's burial, he should be rewarded even more... After all, since the Federation has made such a Do we think this is a provocation to the glory of the empire?"

Eugene tilted his head slightly, as if he was waiting for the nobles below to respond to him.

No one responded, and the entire Kedanlin Palace fell into a dead silence.

"Coincidentally, I don't think so."

Da da da.

His Majesty Farman walked down from the long red carpet on the second floor, passed the photos of previous emperors hanging on both sides, and walked down unhurriedly.

"You!" Eugene exclaimed in astonishment, his eyes flicked back and forth between the emperor lying on the ground in a pool of blood and the emperor walking towards him.The nobles of the peacekeeping party and the main battle party at the banquet were in a dilemma for a while.Before they came to the peace conference, it was not unforeseen that there might be changes, but the dramatic scene of "Two Kings" still stunned everyone in the venue.

Immediately following His Majesty were the Commander of the Second Legion Kari in military uniform, the former Commander of the Third Fleet Xiver, the Governor of the First Expeditionary Force Treman... and the man who got up and walked down at some point Well-known.

Marshal Horace's heart was filled with huge waves. He glared at Wen Renmo, whom he and Eugene entrusted with important tasks, but saw her showing a languid smile.

——I didn't promise any allegiance, my lord.

Of course, the main reason why the war faction and the new royalists stood firmly in place and did not dare to act rashly was the elite soldiers of various legions and the palace guards who followed Farman from various secret doors.

They had already picked up the charged ray guns, and the originally empty banquet hall was extremely narrow due to the tense atmosphere. As long as someone dared to make a move again, it would definitely be cut into pieces.

"It really surprises me that you are so eagerly looking forward to my death, so that the empire can be involved in the flames of war again." Falman said softly, the voice is not loud, but the tone is cold, with a tone that cannot be ignored. Killing intent: "Eugene, did you plan such a clumsy assassination on the basis that no one has actually seen the envoy of the Federation... Or do you mean that you dare not do anything to me yourself?"

"Perhaps you think that your brother is too gentle and weak to seek peace? To prevent you from taking advantage of the war to make money, so that the soldiers of the empire will risk suffering from spar while guarding the border star field." mining energy for you without the risk of disease?"

Luo Bai clenched his lower lip, his face flushed with excitement, he looked at His Majesty below him without blinking, and Xi Weier, who was standing beside him as a silent guard.

Unexpectedly, some of the disabled soldiers they saw on Loras came from the endless greed of their compatriots.

Grand Duke Eugene looked at Marshal Horace at the side in panic. He couldn't understand how the established throne left him in an instant, why the entrance that had been opened was controlled by Farman's army, and why His own power has been delayed.

But one thing he knew very well, he was about to be imprisoned for treason, and even died here!

"...Trash." Hollus clearly received Eugene's distress signal, and because the distance was so close, he even clearly saw him trembling, almost falling to the ground under the strong pressure.

He understood that he had to make a choice.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to get rid of the traitors of the empire and defend the glory of the imperial power for you."

This sentence directly cut off Eugene's last hope as the elector. He looked at the marshal who cut the line with him in disbelief: "Obviously it's you—ah!"

Without giving him a chance to speak, Hollus turned the blade and stabbed him through the heart.

Grand Duke Eugene knelt down on the ground, trying in vain to look back at his "resurrected" emperor brother, but life was passing from him quickly, and he just fell to the ground with his eyes open, far away from what he longed for. The throne is just one step away.

His Majesty Farman didn't move, and the senior officers behind him didn't make any movement to stop him, watching this farce from the end to the end.

Seeing the scene where Eugene fell, Farman sighed silently in his heart.He walked to the throne on the high platform, behind him were the silently loyal representatives of the major military forces and the golden banner of the empire. Peacekeepers with triumphant smiles.

The deathly silence in the palace was broken, as if the air was circulating here again.

After a dramatic ending, the real "Leian" Consul stepped out from behind the curtain, and sincerely congratulated His Majesty, celebrating the defense of the imperial power of the empire.The peace talks started with blood all over the ground, just like all revolutions have to go through a baptism of blood.

While each agreement was proposed and passed, Marshal Horace stood alone in the middle of the crowd, like an old lion unwilling to reconcile himself to failure.Soon, he was "invited" out of the Kedanlin Palace and escorted to the old house in Delano, waiting for the final execution.

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In the end, the main battle party was forced to accept the peace agreement. Under the gaze of the fox-eyed Consul Leian, they somehow revealed their reasons for insisting on launching the war—it was nothing more than wealth and power.

Their titles were taken away, and almost all the nobles who were present had more or less bleed a lot for the future development of the empire, contributing the money they had accumulated for many years.For the first time, Farman's forbearance since he took the throne for many years was finally released. He no longer indulged these nobles in the endless expansion of their power in the distant star.

Marshal Horace had a livid face at home, watching helplessly as the peace agreement was reached, and the ten-year war between the Federation and the Empire finally came to an end, and the generals present received different forms of awards and promotions.

Xi Weier took over his Third Fleet again, and all the previous military achievements have been honored, and he will be promoted to the rank of lieutenant general soon; Wen Renmo has returned to the First Expeditionary Army, and this army will be used Come to carry out the distant star development and escort missions... everything is back on track.

Hollus understood that his plan to indirectly assassinate Farman and provoke the confrontation between the two sides to intensify the war has come to naught.Amidst the cheers of the common people at the bottom and the reluctance of the nobles to pay for their mistakes, the majesty of the king was once again strengthened, and the precious peace once again came to this galaxy.

His dreams are all over, and his majestic plans are also ruined in the hands of his estranged son and His Majesty.

Unlike his dejected father, Xi Weier finally changed back to the silver and black military uniform of the Third Fleet, and he also got another military medal on his chest.Luo Bai had already come down from the second floor, hugged him tightly, and looked eagerly at his handsome lover.

"Young man, it's so sweet that people are enviable." His Majesty Farman shook his head with a smile, and let go of the future who will take over his father's position. I really want to have a cup of hot milk tea to celebrate the victory. Promote..."

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After the peace talks, the imperial capital returned to a peaceful atmosphere. A heavy snow fell, and the bloodshed and tricks were covered in the whiteness of the world.The Federation mission will stay in the empire for a period of time and continue to negotiate on follow-up cooperation.

Marshal Horace has been completely dismissed from his military post, and in view of his previous behavior of stabbing Eugene to death, he will only be sentenced to exile and house arrest.When the peace talks are completed, Hollus will be escorted to a high-level federal prison.There, he is far away from his homeland and has no access to any power, and the empire will forget his exploits.

—perhaps this was the greatest punishment for his plot.

Before the execution, he asked to see his second son Sivir.

"...I will talk to him alone." Xi Weier originally thought that his father was only fanatical about victory and war, but he did not expect that during His Majesty's in-depth investigation, he would be aware that he was involved with various forces in the imperial capital .For such an end, he could only sigh.

He pursed his thin lips, and just about to turn around, he turned his head again, and sure enough, he met Luo Bai's worried eyes.

He didn't speak, but his clear and bright black eyes were full of worry and hesitation.

As early as the first time he saw Luo Bai, Xi Weier felt that this person's pupils were as black as polished obsidian, but now, it was more like an unknown dark universe, waiting for him to explore.

Looking past the golden sandstone necklace hanging around his neck, Xi Weier took his identity plate from the necklace and wrapped it around Luo Bai's white wrist.

"This is my military identification tag with a microchip in it. No matter where you are in the future, I will know your location."

Silver gave him a tight hug, and stepped into the gate of Delano's house.

Luo Bai nodded blankly, raised his arms, and saw a small ID card engraved with "Syver Delano xe18975490 blood type a non-belief Galaxy Third Fleet" on it, shining in the sun .

He stroked it lightly, and found that it was still slightly warm.

This is the "dog tag" of the Imperial Army, which stores all the information functions such as medical treatment and biological characteristics.Although he knew that with the promotion of his military rank, his identity badge would also be remade, Luo Bai still felt the weight on his wrist.

——After experiencing a break with his father, he gave himself the past and the future.

Delano's study.

Xi Weier stood upright, standing in front of his father.

When he stood up straight, he could find that Marshal Horace's figure was no longer as tall and upright as he was when he was young, he was slightly bent, and his hair was already gray.

The two stared at each other in silence. Although there was only a table between them, it was as if the Milky Way split the sea of ​​stars, and the distance was extremely far away.

Horace had already calmed down from the results of the peace talks and the emperor's will, but the eyes he looked at Xi Weier were inevitably mixed with anger and inexplicable obscurity.

His current emotions can be said to be on the verge of collapse and burst, but when he opened his mouth, he admired his son: "Yes, you know how to use resources and power on your own initiative, and you can tie people from other legions to your power... Good boy."

"Even without the help of His Majesty and Wen Renmo, I would not have followed your arrangements," Xi Weier said blankly, with a stern look on his face, "You always feel that for the glory of the Draenor family and the territory of the empire, there should be no Climb up restlessly, the higher you climb, the harder you fall."

Hollus: "Is that why you hate me so much?"

Xi Weier frowned: "It's not about resentment, it's just that you don't agree with what you did. You should have realized that everyone is an independent individual, not a chess piece manipulated by you."

Marshal Horace twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a half-smile: "Is there any difference? In the end, you went farther and farther on the road to power, succeeding me—replacing your brother, and becoming the head of the Draenor family."

He took off a filigree golden gemstone ring with snake patterns wrapped around it from his index finger, pushed it in front of Xivir, and waited for him to end the authority in his hand.

Hollus spoke slowly, as if advising him: "I don't mind you taking over my power, after all your surname is Draenor. Your partner—now you have the right to choose freely, and I don't mind either. I'll take care of it."

Xi Weier hated his expression of being in control the most, as if his efforts to resist were planned and arranged by his father.

He defeated the evil dragon, but will he become a new dragon after all?

Xi Weier and him looked at each other silently, and said without hesitation: "There will be no more."

"What?" Hollus ignored him.

"There won't be another Draenor who is a nobleman! I will dedicate my life to the empire and my lover, and I will have no children...Brother and their children will not inherit the title of the Draenor family in the future, you The desired legacy will end with us."

"Don't you understand?" Xi Weier's pupils were burning with a flame that swept away all decay and decline, "The nobles in the future will be pulled down from the altar, and the common people also have equal qualifications for work and education. The reforms are not obtained with the blood of soldiers."

Hollus' previously calm smile froze on his face, and he roared in disbelief: "You... are you all crazy!"

Xi Weier: "I'm not crazy, only you have tied yourself to the chariot for the rest of your life, and it's time to recognize the reality."

Horace's eyes were tearing apart, and he slumped on the chair. He had been domineering in the army for many years, but at this moment he was forced by his son to be speechless.

Xi Weier's attitude was resolute and clear. He had already planned his own future. He could not intervene, and he was powerless to change the established reality.

Xi Weier turned and left the study, leaving Horace's loneliness in the room with a crisp sound of closing the door.He is going to find his lover.

Horace stared blankly at the map of the empire's star field projected on the wall, and fell into a long daze.

His sons were as decisive as he had been in his youth, but he seemed unable to pull back the chains that bound them.What awaits him will be long-distance exile and persecution, and perhaps the rest of his life will be spent in a strange Federation.

The author has something to say: I finally wrote this chapter as planned! .

Tomorrow's recipe: Delicious and healthy fat-reducing meal (I'm going to pull out the recipe from the teacher of the weight loss and weight control class!)

Don’t worry if you don’t have enough fun, you will be slapped in the face in the future √