Orc Tyrant

The debate table in the center of the imperial assembly hall is large, oval, nearly nine meters in diameter, and is delicately shaped from a piece of petrified mahogany from the province of Yesa.

At this moment, the tabletop was wiped almost flawlessly, smooth and bright, projecting the reddish reflection of the lumen lampstand that hung over the upper part of the hall vault above the head.

Only one stain remains on the desktop. A tiny, imperceptible dent.

No matter how many times the craftsman delves into it and casts it with the best grade resin or the restoration compound supplied from the precision injection tube, this flaw has never been completely erased.

It has been permanently attached to the texture of the mahogany.

The current prime minister of the Benedictine Empire, Jarviedo, has long felt plain about it, even though he has found his eyes fixed on it over the years, every time the countless exhausting nights, the parliamentary meeting lasts until the most insignificant. .

There is a solemn solemnity in the process of all bureaucratic meetings in the empire.

Kelsey, the newly appointed Minister of Trade of the Empire, stood in the delicately decorated petition forum at the far end of the central platform.

Almost a dozen congressmen were scattered around the hall, and they dragged their feet to the nearest row of empty seats to better hear her.

"I have received news that another confiscated transport fleet is stationed in the port of Moscar, while the other two fleets are still sailing three hundred nautical miles away."

His voice echoed in the empty space.

"According to Her Majesty’s order, all fleets must go through strict inspections before they can board and unload cargo, but every day more ships arrive from Western countries and the New California Republic, bringing supplies to be inspected-they need more Dispose of it quickly in the port area and transfer all

By the'West Barrier', some merchant ship captains have been anchored for several weeks and have nothing to do, just waiting to be released... Although we have negotiated to exempt the hazards in the handling fee, as agreed by the Ministry of Communications, this is justified Reasonable, but they have encountered at least 50,000 refugees.

Climbing the walls of their cargo holds, in the best case, we will face ever-increasing damage claims, and in the worst case, they may choose to leave the cargo behind. "

He looked at each imperial minister sitting at the table in turn, and then his eyes fell on the imperial finance minister alone.

"I need these ships to keep their value, to move them, and to keep the transportation routes open for as long as possible. Can you help me here?"

Although this was only the second time he appeared in the hall, Kelsey seemed very confident, with the composure and conviction that he was accustomed to being listened to and obeyed undoubtedly, and listened when others were speaking. And seek a mutual compromise.

Known from Jarviedo's experience, this often shows the difference between an efficient bureaucrat and an aristocrat.

Facing the question, the Minister of Finance pursed his lips and squeezed his hands while an assistant behind him presented a summary of the document, the cover covered with sealing wax.

"The delay in the inspection is beyond our authority."

He sighed, breaking the sealing wax and inspecting each page in turn.

"The imperial security department (Night Blade) still insists that every fleet that docks be inspected before they set foot on the imperial territory."

The imperial prosecutor shrugged slightly.

"This is understandable. Considering the current situation, our security measures have been broken many times. The rebels, cultists, and vagrants who have flowed from abroad have already posed a huge threat to the order of the empire."

A whisper of consent spread across the round table, and the Minister of Finance was noncommittal, but took out a magnifying glass from the folds of his gorgeous robe and scanned the carefully recorded expenditure list with keen eyes.

"The total compensation submitted by the Ministry of Trade currently exceeds... 972 million Jin Lang, and another 500 million as compensation for future unforeseen losses caused by current war actions, including various miscellaneous compensations, etc. Wait... Of course, I believe that the spokesperson Kelsey

Minister, I don’t need to remind you that those problems are not conducive to helping us relax the inspection. "

Kelsey tilted her head when she heard the words.

"My lord, what I also need to figure out is-is this a question of expenditure or a question of loyalty? I feel that there is a certain degree of double standards in it. When honest and loyal businessmen are suspected, I am sorry. , Many noble families have hundreds of clansmen

In the list of wanted cultists. "

Kelsey glanced at Hardick, the president of the noble court, and also a grand duke.

As the representative of the imperial aristocracy in the parliament, Hadik is accustomed to hearing such opinions. He is as peaceful and calm as ever.

"The respected Minister of Trade makes sense."

He said, with a hissing native accent.

"We must remove the obstacles on his way. The merchant fleet is a resource that we must not waste in the defense of the empire."

The chancellor bowed his head respectfully.

"Indeed, although we must always be diligent, if we speed up the transfer, it will only...for example, a large number of unchecked weapons flow into the civilian population and eventually appear in the hands of rioters and cultists...well, History will not remember our stupidity."

Behind the imperial justice, another legal officer in uniform leaned forward and whispered a suggestion in his chief's ear. The justice nodded immediately.

"I suggest that we set up a separate area in the port area, and there is no need to release all the materials-just let them disembark. Will that meet the requirements of the security department and let the respected minister of trade redistribute in a more timely manner? What about merchant shipping capacity?"

The idea quickly gained traction, and raised eyebrows and nods of approval spread all over the round table.

Kelsey packed up the papers and record board on the podium, ready to return to his seat in the nearest row.

"Adults, thanks to the grace of the Father, I hope we can reach a speedy resolution."

Penta, the Minister of Administration, is exchanging views with his own entourage.

Then he turned back to the round table and laid his palms flat on the table.

"Any ship that needs to be able to transport materials in the future will add another layer of logistical complexity,"

He said solemnly, thoughtfully.

"It is best to keep those emergency supplies as close as possible to the border, and use the train to complete the transfer after the necessary inspections are completed to satisfy the marshal. At present, the nearest port to the'Western Barrier' is Kailos, and we may be able to be on it. How about establishing a new assembly point?"

"No way."

The new leader of the night blade, Nutans, replied flatly, his cold face didn't even twitch even a micrometer.

"Kalos has been defended."

There was a pause, and then the rest of the council realized that he did not intend to explain further.

"Why hasn't this matter been dealt with by us before, Nutans? All Yeblade's actions and deployments must be approved by the council. You agree to these conditions."

Nutans remained unmoved.

"Keros has established the fortress of the night blade. This is the will of the Queen."

Jarvedo's heart shrank a little, and the actions of Nutans and the Nightblade were of no benefit to them. They had already established many political enemies within the empire's ruling group.