Chapter 147

  The chaos of the alliance continues, with the Military Affairs Committee for National Salvation, the Independence Faction and the former Parliamentarian Faction all entangled together. None of these parties dare to mobilize their troops for a showdown, but as a result, national affairs have deteriorated to this point... Society has come to a standstill, the people are in a state of confusion, with demonstrations and strikes happening every day...

  As Yang Wei-li faced the Empire's military commander, the Empire's threat was getting smaller and smaller - the civil war was escalating, but the domestic chaos had a greater impact on him - as the army's various logistical functions such as supply and rotation began to become chaotic, even the quartermaster of the fortress, General Kailun, who was known for his exceptional ability, was useless.

  Finally, amidst the nationwide chaos, the committee fulfilled its promise - parliamentary elections began, scandals erupted one after another, and various jokes were staged in society. In the end, former General Gleen Hill was elected as the new Speaker of the Alliance with a high vote. However, former Speaker Treuni Site immediately expressed his refusal to recognize the election, citing fraud in the election process. Demonstrations, strikes, and holidays reappeared...

  Reinhard obtained the heads of several incompetent nobles who opposed him most strongly... ...but did not get the complete victory he wanted. Fezzan gathered half of the main force of the Imperial Nobles' Alliance, dragged away the fortress of Eagle Castle by unknown means, and it is unknown when and where he will fight Reinhard again, while Reinhard's time is getting shorter and shorter - Emperor Odin, Regent Radouche, and Minister of State are all connected to a wide range of people, and it is not yet clear what actions they will take.

  However, at least two of the alliance leaders on "Lipautstat" have already been killed, and in a sense, the alliance has scattered. If he had a thicker skin, Reinhardt could completely declare that he had won a decisive victory.

  Reinhard von Lohengramm, after mobilizing his handsome face, decided to hold a victory ceremony and deal with some prisoners of war, promoting a batch of subordinates.

  September 9th, inside the grand aristocratic residence in the Xiangtao star system.

  At the entrance of the grand hall where the victory ceremony was being held, the guards reminded Siegfried Gilfiyas that he couldn't bring his weapon inside. The red-haired young man casually put down the beam gun at his waist and suddenly thought to ask for clarification.

  "I am Jill Fizzys, First Class General, can't I really bring a weapon in?"

  "Even Admiral Gilfillan is no exception, this is a marshal's order, I'm afraid."

  "I understand. Never mind, it's okay."

  Gillfiel handed the beam gun to the guard. In the past, when other admirals were in situations where they needed to be disarmed, Reinhardt had also allowed Gillfiel to carry a weapon. For this reason, all the other officers knew that Gillfiel was Reinhardt's second-in-command. But it seemed that this habit had changed now.

  He joined the ranks of the admirals who had already entered the room, exchanging nods with them. The eyes of Rozen Ritter and Midas Mayer had a subtle glint to them, it seemed they too had sensed that something unusual had occurred between Reinhard and Siegfried.

  But Gilfeather himself was calm in his heart. The devotion of over a decade had confused his eyes and mind, but just the other day, he was finally able to think calmly and transcendently, and it was also during today's Q&A session that he got the answer. What he wanted, what he had been paying for all along, was actually only one thing, the red-haired youth made a decision.

  "The Grand Master of the Galactic Empire's Military, Reinhard von Lohengramm, has arrived!"

  Reinhard strode in on the crimson carpet and the two rows of officers saluted him simultaneously.

  Will this salute soon become the formal highest respect? That is the only honor paid to the owner of the Galactic Crown in the universe. Probably in two or three years? By then, the blond young man born into a famous but declining aristocratic family will be able to achieve his ambition.

  When Reinhard's gaze met with Siegfried Kircheis', he quickly looked away. He was a ruler, the supreme commander, and Siegfried was just his subordinate, not entitled to special privileges or awareness. It had been his own fault for being too careless in the past, failing to make distinctions; from now on, he would no longer allow him to address Reinhard by name, but rather use the same formal titles as the other admirals: "Count von Lohengramm" or "Your Excellency". Power was something that only one person could possess.

  Before the victory ceremony was a meeting with high-ranking enemy generals who had been captured, one of whom was Reinhardt's old acquaintance Generalleutnant Fahrmbacher.

  "Flare? Long time no see! I think it's been since the Battle of Austerlitz?"

  "Yes..." The admiral with azure eyes showed no fear, and Reinhardt had no intention of insulting the brave and defeated general.

  "It doesn't seem like you'd make a mistake by joining the camp of Duke Brownback! I can let bygones be bygones, so tell me, are you willing to follow me and become my subordinate?"

  "I am a soldier of the Galactic Empire. Since you have taken control of the empire's military power, I should follow you. Although it was a big detour, from now on we can return to the right path."

  Reinhardt nodded and ordered the removal of Fahrenheit's handcuffs, allowing him to join the ranks of the officers. Talents continued to gather in his camp like this. This way, Reinhardt didn't have to rely solely on Gilfillan for everything... Melquartz had escaped, which was truly a pity...

  In a distant corner of the galaxy, in the depths of the Empire's forgotten human homeworld star system, between the third and fourth planets, a massive artificial celestial body appears with explosive energy.

  "Hmm, the test of Warp Jump was indeed very successful! Dio, well done! Here, the new equipment coordination plan has been sent to your computer, from now on it's all up to you. General Dio Storm!" Fafnir said in the luxurious central command hall of the Bald Eagle Castle fortress.

  "Colonel Dallès, Midamaia. I recall your excellent performance in the Fesah operation. So, the 'Unified Production Plan' will be handed over to you. Colonel Dallès!" Meanwhile, General Gustav von Shuttekau on the side also spoke up, "You understand the rules, so I won't say more."

  "Yes! I completely understand!" replied chubby Dallès Midama?a, the newly baked junior general.

  "Ah, Commander. What are you going to do now?" Favniel turned his head to look at the First General Merkaz below him, "Do you want to go home? Retire?" He asked, seeing the old general's expression.

  The old general nodded silently, "Alright, the instructor has been fighting for so many years. It's good to rest too. Please take your flagship and family back home. However, it may have to wait until Odin is finished." Fafnir said indulgently.

  "As for you, Lieutenant Colonel of the Savage Class! You lost to me in a fight! Honestly, take command of the landing troops for me. Aufresia. I won't say any more nonsense."

  "Everyone is promoted one rank!" Fafnir said to his subordinates. "Damn it, that bastard Karl! He died too quickly!" Several people nodded in agreement with a heavy heart.

  In October, Reinhard sensed the unusual movement of Orléans' Marquis Lichtenlade and attempted to lead his army back to directly "discuss" the matter with force, but was stopped by Gilliam, Reuentahl, and Oberstein. "Your Excellency! We still have Farnese's fleet in front of us, we can't just use brute force to get rid of Marquis Lichtenlade! Moreover, the marquis also needs our military support!"

  Later that month, Fawfnir tested several new weapons on the surface of Earth, causing no damage but clearly getting on some people's nerves. The Church of Earth launched a few assassination attempts against Fawfnir.

  "What a weak little thing." This was the voice of some monster after Earth's assassin was torn apart by Fafnir in mere seconds, "Interrogate the survivor! Who sent them out!"

  "Alright! Londo Belltete! Stadtfeld! You two admirals take the fleet and harass the blond! I'll take the fortress and the fleet to make a move!" Fafnir shouted after getting the confession.

  Fesha Star System, this is the place with the highest density of merchants in the entire universe. Industry and technology are not among the top in the galaxy, but commerce and finance are number one. The current lord is Rubinstein, also known as "The Black Fox of Fesha". Cunning and extremely skilled at profiting from both the Empire and the Alliance, he is also a high-ranking member of the Earth Church. He has an extremely high opinion of himself, viewing military and political personnel of the Empire and Alliance as his playthings, taking great pleasure in it.

  Today, all the self-view and strategy have turned into Rubinstein's cold sweat behind his back. The huge shadow on the planetary orbit and countless warships shrouded half of the night sky.

  "What's going on? Why don't they even follow the rules?" This was Rubinstein's muttering to himself.

  The main cannon of the Bald Eagle Castle fired at the wasteland of Fesha, and a massive storm swept away nearly half of Fesha's artificial structures. Fortunately, due to the deliberately chosen target, no damage was done to Fesha's prosperous cities. However, the towering pillar of light clearly told the people of Fesha, "You are just a bunch of small fries."

  Fafnir's fleet blockaded Feesa's orbit, and a large number of soldiers descended. Fafnir himself personally split Rubinstein from head to toe into two equal parts, and the entire manor became a sea of blood. The Archbishop of the Earth Church was extracted alive by Fafnir with his spine and skull, and finally became an ornament in the flagship commander's room. Feesa was looted by Fafnir's fleet soldiers, while Fat Mida Maya occupied the Imperial Consulate on Feesa, posting a video notice "Anyone who wants to leave Feesa for the Alliance or the Empire must apply for a visa, priced at..."

  On the other hand, General Dio began to tie up groups of scientists and technicians with a group of soldiers who were extremely evil, and helped them "sign" voluntary service books. Within 24 hours, the semi-independent Fesha Autonomous Region, which was considered by businessmen as the "most free in the universe", became a historical term, and the Great Fesha Robbery left its name in later generations.

  Reinhardt's army, which was requested to go to Odin's shocking ceremony of Lad Marquis, showed a rare movement, Midas Mayer became a snail, and Gilfais appeared with special high-speed advance.

  Gillfieth's fleet entered Odin's orbit at high speed. The red-haired young man got off the ship and bought a bouquet of flowers before leaving.

  The fleets of Midway and Myla did not advance like a snail, but suddenly disappeared without a trace in the end.

  At this time, Fahnlehn, after plundering Feisha, also led the fleet to force Reinhart's fleet.

  Swathi looked at the red-haired man kneeling on one knee in front of her and covered her mouth.

  At the same moment, countless beams of light tore through the void of space and flew towards the white queen on the other side.