Capítulo 1284: Chapter 498: Curtain Up! Curtain Up!
Atro whispered, “Isn’t this a compromise?”
“It’s the coward’s escape, Deputy Director.”
Revelle slightly bowed and turned towards the entrance of the banquet not far away.
Although the banquet would officially start in just over a Galaxy Ti, he wanted to go in early and find a corner to sit in, to reduce unnecessary socializing.
Atro stood quietly, leaning against the transparent wall, finishing the champagne in his hand little by little.
“Then what is aningful?”
He shrugged, adjusted his stance, and continued to be the most dazzling presence at the noble gathering.
A few minutes later.
Revelle, feeling a bit bored, activated the network terminal’s projection function, spreading a book-like projection screen in front of him, and began browsing online information to pass the ti.
Amidst the hype from multiple major forces, both inside and outside the Empire, the focus was gathered here.
The New Federation’s dia continuously hosted various programs, enurating past persecutions of vassal states by the Sherman Empire;
Other anti-Empire factions were also exerting all their power to try to stop this ‘bloodsucking banquet’ through public opinion;
Under the onslaught of public opinion, with their own interests about to be severely damaged, incited by various forces, ard unrest of varying degrees erupted within the Empire’s vassal states.
So radical ard groups even began attacking the Head Star of vassal states, high-profile announcing that they would not recognize any promises made or treaties signed by their Emperor.
The Imperial Military Departnt was already prepared for this situation.
Previously gathered at the Luofeng Empire’s border, two major combat clusters ‘split’ according to their own battle plans into twenty ‘vassal state support ard forces’, forming reinforced fleets with 300 to 500 main battleships to proceed to the borders of the vassal states with the loudest opposition.
What the conspirators thought as the political ga between the Empire and vassal states might be extrely complex, with all sorts of sches and intrigue;
The actual political ga: sail the ships over, fight until they comply if they resist, survival or destruction, it’s a simple choice.
‘The Empire’s mighty military power.’
Revelle sighed, hearing a few calls nearby. Looking up, he saw ‘old playful friends’ he hadn’t seen for so ti, and a relaxed smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
Unknowingly much ti had passed, and the banquet hall was already filled with n and won.
Each main attendee was allowed to bring a female or male companion;
Everyone was so beautiful and handso, the intentionally lowered voices of conversation rged into the murmur of a demon, continuously echoing in the spacious main banquet hall;
Commanders of the Sherman Empire’s Military Departnt, elders of the Elder Court, officials from the Political Affairs Departnt, were everywhere, and figures were already dancing gracefully on the dance floor.
‘What is the cost of this banquet?’
This question crossed Revelle’s mind, then he shook his head and joked with the friends who ca over to chat.
The countdown to the banquet was ten minutes. A batch of Princes, Dukes, retired Admirals entered the venue, each Vassal Emperor, either white-haired or magnificent, walked down the red carpet into the venue.
A figure naturally beca the core of this banquet, and Revelle and his companions couldn’t help but look over a few more tis.
Emperor Edwan of the Luofeng Empire.
“Wow, His Majesty Edwan is so young, and his Wind Alliance is said to already have power equivalent to the top ten nations in the Milky Way.”
“It’s just a regional alliance, it’ll fall apart if faced with strong pressure, no need to worry too much.”
“That’s why I say equivalent.”
“Revelle? What’s wrong with you? Staring at His Majesty Edwan… have you changed your taste now? His Majesty does have a nice figure, that firm butt is making a bit heated.”
“Get lost!”
Revelle glared at the snickering hereditary Viscount next to him, then mulled a bit without saying anything.
This is not reasonable.
Revelle watched Edwan who was there joking with two Princes, carefully observing Edwan’s deanor, more and more question marks popped up in his mind.
This Edwan gave him a very peculiar feeling.
Ping, pong, a few young nobles’ network terminals simultaneously popped up with a subscription ssage.
They all subscribed to… the official White Ghost fan club.
[Successfully reserved the live broadcast].
[White Ghost live broadcast countdown: 1 Standard Hour 06 Standard Minutes 34 Standard Seconds].
The few looked at each other, then exchanged glances.
The ssage quickly spread in the banquet. Although the music didn’t stop, although the figures on the dance floor still writhed ambiguously, the atmosphere in the banquet hall instantly dropped by more than half.
“Ha!”
Revelle suddenly laughed, attracting many curious glances.
The young Earl who had been sitting in the corner now unconsciously straightened his back and raised his head, his young handso face and long golden curls acquired a bit of luster.
“Co on, let’s go socialize together, guys.”
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