As soon as Andre got out of the car, He was imdiately greeted by the people of the palace
"Greetings, Your Excellency!"
"Greetings, Your Excellency!"
Andre nodded at them as a sign of acknowledgent and walked forward to enter Malacañang.
Inside, the whole Congress and the House of The President gathered together inside the palace's dining room as they seated in an oval pattern.
"Your Excellency, you have been gone for a long ti. Why did you co back?" One of the senators asked without regard to respect.
"Senator Chavez! Watch how you phrase things." The President, a man in his fifties, snapped with a low tone and a stern face. He then turned to Andre and smiled with his eyes, "Your Excellency, I am sure that you have your reasons for coming back."
Looking at this, Andre didn't even have a reaction on his face. In truth, his eyes even revealed a hint of disgust as he looked at the President's pretentious attitude, "You let the Sultanate attack the state's southern ports and you're asking why I'm here?" He questioned indifferently. "If everyone of you could've been competent, I wouldn't have the need to return here so quickly."
When he said it, all of them had an ugly face, the President also couldn't help but to make a reaction, but he soon suppressed it into a smiling face, "Your Excellency, you shouldn't say it like that."
"For years, the Sultanate has developed a lot. They have also conquered so territories in the south, so we couldn't help but be in a defensive position." The President explained with a voice that Andre found to be so irritating in the ears.
"So, you took the defensive position but got our south seized by the enemy? What a defensive tactic that is!" Andre sneered coldly. "What? Is your next 'defensive tactic' to surrender the capital to the Sultanate?"
The President gawked with anger and helplessness at Andre's reply, "Your Excellency–"
"Armando Zamora! Isa kang walang hiya!(You have no sha!)" Andre shouted with anger.
"Your Excellency!" President Armando abruptly stood up with an ugly expression, "You can't just call like that even if you're the King!" He yelled in anger.
"I can talk like this not just because I am a King, but because I am smarter than you, dimwit!" Andre shouted back. "Even if I'm not present in this state, don't assu that I do not know the evil that is seething deep in your veins! Do you rember your deceased wife, Anita?"
President Armando's eyes widened when Andre ntioned his wife, "W-What do you an?" He stamred.
"I was the one who ordered her and your son's 'supposed accident' to warn you from corrupting and stop their arrogance inside my country. I even sent you a letter to warn you, but what did you do?" Andre sneered as he continued, "You continued your hidden corruption as if nothing even happened! You only look like a holy Buddha on the outside, but you're nothing but an evil spirit on the inside!"
"The country had a 500 Billion-dollar budget for the last five years that I was gone, but what happened? Not even half reached the projects that could potentially strengthen the state's economy! Everything went to you and your party's pockets and to please the foreign countries! Then, you're saying that I can't call you a shaless piece of shit? I've had enough of you." Right now, everyone was already in chaos. They didn't expect that the King would find out about what they were doing, and were instantly scared out of their wits.
"Abel!" He shouted. "Yes, Your Excellency?" Stepping forward, Abel leaned towards him, waiting for his order.
"I want you to imdiately tell the people every single thing that this president of theirs did using the influence of the seat of power! After that, expel him and his party in the governnt and imprison them!" He ordered coldly.
"Yes, Your Excellency!" Abel nodded affirmatively and took out his tablet. "Your Excellency, don't!" Hearing what the King wants to do to them, the congressn imdiately kneeled and begged for rcy.
"Don't do it to us, please! I'll imdiately testify against President Armando, is that okay?"
"Have rcy on us, please!"
Andre looked at them with cold indifference. He sneered at their two-faced behaviour with disgust. "I don't want any leeches inside the governnt where I am in-charge." He turned around to General Fajardo and ordered, "Get these parasites out. I don't want to see any of their faces inside Malacañang."
"Affirmative, Your Excellency!" General Fajardo imdiately responded. He had long since been dissatisfied with the heads inside the governnt. Having the opportunity to personally kick them out, he was thrilled. "Take them, boys!" He commanded the soldiers behind him.
With the order, everyone inside that has been involved in corruption was imdiately thrown into jail as per the Sovereign's orders.
After that, news about the corruption and the heads' being thrown in jail were reported in every news channel all over the national television. Everyone was shocked and mad when they discovered the shaless things that the forr president has done.
"Anak ng tokwa namang presidente yan oh! (That son of a tofu of a president!)"
"We thought he was a good and honest leader! We didn't know that he was an ugly fox inside!"
"Ha! We told you that that 'kind president' of yours is crap! He even collaborated with that stupid vice president that was always giving away broken promises!"
An hour later, the Palace called for a press conference. "We apologize for the abrupt dismissal of the leaders of the Cabinet. Just this afternoon, King Andras Maharlika assud full governance over the country, causing the abrupt suspension of any and all officials that were involved in the corruption of our great sovereignty. Our King, now having absolute authority over the governance of the military and state, does not and certainly will not tolerate any corruption matters under his imdiate rule." Abel, the spokesperson of the King, said in front of the press.
He then continued, "Forr President Armando Zamora has done a great amount of unscrupulous deeds in his ti of power. He abused his authority to embezzle the funds in every departnt in the governnt. Similarly, his party mbers, with his backing, cooperated with him by hiding the evidences of his embezzlent."
"Now, they are jailed at New Bilibid Prison for their major offenses." After that, Abel stepped back and bowed towards the press reporters before leaving.
Everyone who watched the television and read the newspaper went imdiately mad at Armando and his party and started cursing him non-stop.
Suddenly, on the next day, it happened.
"Al-Nasir Anas al-Din Yusuf ibn Ahmad, Sultan of the Mindanao Sultanate, formally declared war against the Republic of The Philippines just this morning. As of now, there is still no response from Malacañang about the matter whatsoever. We are currently waiting for the Palace's response regarding the Sultanate's declaration."
Slam! The sound of a remote control being thrown down was heard inside the Presidential Study.
"Punyeta!" Abel shouted in anger, "As soon as those corrupt officials were caught, the Sultanate imdiately declared war? Didn't they just blatantly admit that they were the ones who planted those assholes inside our governnt by doing this?!"
"Not necessarily." Seated behind the table, Andre spoke casually while drinking tea. "What?" Abel turned to him and asked.
"They could be just taking advantage of the state's current leaderless state. Maybe they thought that I am ignorant and incompetent." Andre replied.
"How could they think that soone who literally expelled all the leaders of the governnt smoothly be an ignorant and incompetent ruler?" Abel jeered.
"Because soone who expels his or her own cabinet using his or her powers inside the governnt in an abrupt manner is ignorant and incompetent." Andre replied once again while sipping tea.
He stayed his gaze at the man on the television that replaced the reporter; a middle-aged man whose skin is brown and had his deep and sharp eyes looking straight at the cara.
"The Republic of The Philippines has done a great sin to ~~~~~ for decades. We, as his children, ought to purge them. As the representative of our greatest god Allah, we declare war!" In the television, Anasaldin spoke with a deep and compelling voice on the microphone in front of him.
"Abel." Andre called out.
"What is it?"
"Is the press waiting for our response?" Andre smiled aningfully. Abel then smiled and whipped out his phone, dialing a number.
An hour later.
The reporters were shocked and happy because of the consecutive press releases of the King's Council. They know that it would be the response of the governnt about the recent declaration of war from the Sultanate of the South. As they do not know the attitude and the way that the King responds to problems such as this, they have no idea what would be his answer to the Sultan's provocation.
Now, inside the Rizal Grand Ceremonial Hall, the press correspondents, journalists, and the whole dia were waiting for the arrival of the King's Spokesperson, Abel Montemayor.
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