Tyra, your ancestors are back!

Perika shook her head...

"Tch, without mentioning spoilers—how is Freston?"

"Ah... we are also having a headache - he and AI have merged too deeply, and there has been some kind of fundamental change in ideology... we can only temporarily stuff him into a heavy truck Put it in the machine car..."

"You can just laugh...Miss Governor."

Looking at Perika with a sullen face on the other side of the screen, the white-haired woman rolled her eyes.

"Pfft-"

Chapter 296 Little Mr. Andre and His Precious Brothers.jpg

Little Mr. Andre's recent life is not too bad, but it can't be said to be too good, ah, a well-regulated life-the division resident he is in has been transferred to the territory of his father, who has always been at odds with him. There is no doubt that Andre, father and son, will have a big fight when they meet.

But the good news is that recently old Andre seems to be building up momentum for his elder brother to inherit. The second brother who had been working in the government affairs department of Saint Jun Castle was also pulled back by his father.

The third brother and the fourth brother are still the same as they used to be-drunk with money and paper, not doing business. When we left the station to do business in the city last time, at 6 o'clock in the morning, our Mikhail Ivanovich Andrei The major general could still see his two "good" elder brothers wandering out of the kiln in a daze.

His eyes were dazed, his steps were frivolous, and he had a classic image of someone who had grown up. There was even a thick lipstick mark on his face. The overall image highlighted a disheveled figure who had lost the eighty swats of the military staff that was a must in the army.

Major General Mihai even wished to kick these two brothers into the gutter next to him, and pretended that he didn't know each other——

Oh, by the way, there are also those two damned servants, or dog legs - they don't have any eyesight at all, and they dare to come over to say hello when they see him, and they don't even look at what their master is doing right now.

If it weren't for the news that General Ursus beat his own brother and servants violently on the street, it would have a bad influence on the army, Major General Mihai really wanted to go up and beat the two brothers and servants into the local hospital ....

"Still thinking about your two good-for-nothing brothers and your father... Andre?"

Little Andre's memories were interrupted by an officer on the side, who patted him on the shoulder and handed him a bottle of Ursas special drink called kvass - alcohol is usually prohibited in the army, This flavored drink fermented by bread has become a meal replacement in a sense.

"I regret that I didn't really punch those two drug addicts and thugs into the hospital."

The more he thought about it, the more angry little Andre twitched the corners of his lips. After thinking about it, little Andre suddenly realized that, considering the reputation of his third and fourth brothers in his hometown, even if he beat them both in the street, even if he didn't The applause on the surface, the big guys probably also applaud secretly.

And that pedantic old man doesn't care about this kind of thing at all—it's just a matter of philosophy that he doesn't like himself, but if he doesn't like the two pig brothers, he doesn't like anywhere, he didn't kick them out of the house, and he took money For them, simply because their surname is Andre.

"Tsk tsk tsk...Forget it, Andre——now the more you think about it, the more angry you are, it's better to wait for the next opportunity to beat you back."

The officer shook his head, clinked glasses with Andre with the kvass in his hand, and took a sip.

"Perseus...I think it's time...let [Perseus] take action..."

Mikhai, who drank the contents of the bottle in one gulp, looked at his companion in front of him with a serious expression.

"..."

Perseus, this is the name of the division head of this division, and it is also the name of a secret agent organization. Of course, this organization belongs to the Ursas No.12 Army. To be precise, it should belong to the of this division.

A group of retired veterans from the division secretly oppose the current dictatorial rule of Ursa and believe that if this country does not make radical changes, it will fall completely at some point in the era - for this reason, they will Silently accumulating strength in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to come.

However, because the members are basically limited to the No.12 Army of Ursas, they do not have many people, and they do not have any great civil influence-until Mikhail Ivanovich Andrei's Arrival; the contact with him made Perseus see a turning point, a turning point that gradually spread its influence to the entire No.12 Army.

"Put your father and brother under house arrest... and then seize the throne of Duke Andre... Now is not a very good time, Andre."

The officer known as Perseus frowned——

"Old Andre has frequently appeared in public recently, which is not in line with our expected plan at all. The most suitable opportunity is when he is no longer in the public eye-you are still angry, right, Andre... This matter cannot be taken lightly.”

The officer shook his head.

"No, my brother, if you don't do this, I'm afraid you won't have a chance, Perseus—he's trying to build momentum for my eldest brother as the orthodox heir to his title."

"And the relationship between my eldest brother and me is no different from that of my father - the ultimate supporter of the aristocratic faction, even more advanced than my father, and the life of the Ursus people in the territory may become even more difficult. ..”

"And he who inherited the Duke's position will only use the Duke's power to intensify our suppression of the No.12 Army...so that the No.12 Army will become a "tool" in his hands..."

"So, if you do the absolute best—"

"Perseus, I hope he dies, with no bones left..."

"..."

"It seems that the rumored old and vigorous Grand Duke Andrei has begun to be unable to do what he wants... to create momentum for the heir... tsk——"

After a brief silence, Perseus clicked his tongue unhappily.

"In terms of opportunity, now is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—within the group army, the location of divisions and regiments changes once a year. We can plan as much as we want and calculate the possibility of every action."

"But time didn't give us a chance, Perseus, it aged old Andre, and forced us to make a decision..."

"No... Listen to me, rash actions will only be regarded as rebellion, Mihai——your father is just trying to promote your elder brother, and there is still at least a year before the real inheritance, even your elder brother I will also beg on your head and show weakness to you..."

"You are different from me - in terms of position within the No. 12 Group Army, you are actually higher than me. The senior command and staff officer directly under the group army's headquarters is only temporarily stationed at the headquarters of the Seventh Division..."

"To put it bluntly, even if your eldest brother really succeeds, no matter how much you suppress him, you won't be demoted any more. It's just that there is a lack of room for promotion... Military nobles are a group, but Ursas The army itself is a group."

"The existence of the Army Group itself will not allow the Duke, who is more political, to stretch his hands too far, and the factions formed by the officers themselves will also protect themselves-besides, the No.12 Army was not founded by the old Grand Duke Andre. .”

"The legion's respect for the dukes is often reserved only for the founders of the legion, or the grand dukes who have always attached great importance to the construction of the legion and do not get involved in political trivial matters..."

"And your eldest brother, if you become a newly promoted Grand Duke, the top leaders of the No.12 Army will only be wary of him or even untrustworthy——Among the officers of the No.12 Army, when mentioning little Andrei, everyone thinks that only It'll be you, not your big brother, who may be good at political tricks, but he doesn't know anything about the military."

"A guy who was born in a military aristocrat but has little knowledge of the military—do you think our regiment commander Alexander will look down on him? And you have at least one year, you can be promoted to a higher position, and Kasimir's a few You've amassed enough exploits and renown from this conflict."

"When you return to the base camp after your temporary stay in the Seventh Division is over, the promotion to chief of staff is already a certainty...he won't be able to touch you at all."

The words of division commander Perseus were interrupted by a knock on the door outside...

"Lieutenant General Perseus! The envoy of Grand Duke Atrias, a lady who claims to be Lord Bibian, is requesting to visit you and Major General Mihai outside the station..."

"...Grand Duke Atrias? That Duke of Tallulah, why is her representative visiting us at this time?"

Little Andre raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"You'll know it once you meet her. Please invite that lady in!"

Chapter 297 If Your Majesty rebels, I will directly perform hands-free push-ups for you!

Station of the Seventh Division of the No.12 Army of the Duke Andrei of Atrias

"Welcome, Lord Bibian, right...I don't know what is the importance of visiting the division of the No.12 Army?"

Although I just said to my friends in the room that the legion can not slap those nobles who are neglected in the army, the lady in front of me is obviously not the former. The temperament that can only be felt by the leader of the legion.

Ah...with the temperament of an old fox, looking at the smiling woman, Perseus confirmed his judgment, a big shot who might bring huge trouble——

The Grand Duke himself can enshrine his own subjects, some are honorary, and some are real power factions - I have never heard of any nominal subjects under that Grand Duke Tallulah before, and I am afraid that they have just been canonized not long ago. ...

In addition to the recent news that His Majesty hopes to establish the No.13 Legion in the Grand Duke of Yatrias... If the Grand Duke does not choose to directly serve as the No. military power.

Thinking of this, Perseus has already prepared all kinds of fancy and euphemistic rejections in his belly - to establish a new army group, everyone knows what kind of storm it will be once it is fully and officially announced. The hassle should be kept to a minimum.

If it succeeds, I will not offend others if I tactfully refuse it. If it fails, I will not be blamed for rejecting it.

However, it is obvious that our pagan Ms. Bibian does not play her cards according to common sense... The angle from which she initiates the topic can even be regarded as extremely tricky...

"Ah... Perseus... well, Perseus - how is your agent called Bell?"

As a matter of course, this trick of "pushing the legs" immediately confused the two officers——

"Uh... uh... not bad... no, ma'am, what are you talking about?"

The two who reacted immediately chose to play dumb. I don’t know what you are talking about—and Andre approached the map table under the cover of Perseus. The officer's knife is on the table...

"Ah...It's really sad. You asked someone to say "Thank you to that Epsilon pagan" in our black market stronghold before——"

Bibian raised his eyebrows, showing a "contemptuous" expression.

"Oh, fickle man..."

"Wait - ma'am you are..."

After hearing the words, Andre and Perseus immediately stopped their hands and showed an incredulous expression, as if they had heard some surprising news.

"Let's open the skylight and tell the truth—the commander of the secret service organization "Perseus", Mr. Perseus, the commander of the [-]th Division of the [-]th Army, the Grand Duke would like to discuss cooperation with you, if you are willing..."

"At least you have to tell us...the purpose of the cooperation...I will not let my fighters take unnecessary risks for no reason."

Perseus shook his head. Even if he had been favored by the person behind the mysterious intelligence organization Epsilon, it was not a reason for his soldiers to act confusedly—but the person behind the mysterious organization It was indeed the young Grand Duke who was the man. This was indeed beyond Perseus's expectation...

With such a force on the dark side of the empire, maybe the grand duke doesn't need a real army group to be able to take advantage of the duke directly... In that case, the establishment of the No.13 Legion is probably an inevitable success item.

"The purpose...there is nothing ulterior...Major General Mikhail Ivanovich Andrei—wanted to become a Duke...and then with Tallulah Yattley The Grand Duke of Yas together to change this declining Ursus?"

The two Ursus officers who were discussing how to be the duke and what the worst case would be looked at each other... There was a little bit of weirdness on their expressions...

"Um...can I ask, Ms. Bibian - have you installed a listening device in the headquarters of the [-]th Division?"

"...?"

A question mark appeared on the head of Miss Pagan, and then her expression gradually became weird and exciting——Well, you two boys are not honest guys after all, the "dirty things" are a nest, yes, so If you think about it, that old Prince Andrei was out of luck.

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"An accidental explosion? This is indeed very feasible.... Just get rid of the primary heir and the secondary heir - as long as the remaining people are clear-headed, they will never choose those two idiots as the foundation man, but choose Mihai Andrei."

After checking with each other and confirming that they were all a group of people, the three immediately began to discuss eagerly, and Bibian naturally came up with the plan she had prepared...

"Even if those two pigs would have any ideas...forget it, I'd rather count on the current emperor to announce his rebellion...no, if your majesty rebels, I'll just show you no hands push ups..."

Perseus shook his head, and resolutely dismissed this possibility. These two people, no need to guess, would fight each other when they seized the throne. Even if one of them survived... A Lady Bibian would probably have guaranteed his death at the coronation banquet.

"Mihai, what do you think of this plan?"

The head of the division turned his head to look at the rightful master at the side——

"After the matter is settled, everyone should call you His Excellency Grand Duke—I'm afraid you can be directly promoted to the position of Chief of Staff of the No.12 Legion Headquarters..."

"Big brother, I can understand...but second brother...that is an important member of the Ministry of Government Affairs, I remember it seems to be the minister of a certain department...If he has an accident, the influence will become even greater?"

Mihai looked at Bibian in front of him and raised his doubts...

"Is this a problem...Master Perseus, if you want to do hands-free push-ups, you can do it now..."

Miss Pagan took out a golden badge from her bosom, and then the room fell into silence again——

"Hiss—this is His Majesty's token..."

The two Ursus officers naturally recognized what this coat of arms was - His Majesty Fyodor Vladimirovich... the coat of arms of the Ursus royal family.

"Your second brother, Anton Andre - was one of the leaders, or the loudest, who spoke out against the AIDS Discrimination Act, on the streets of St Junburg and in various The publicity among the confidential departments finally led to the fact that this bill was finally dropped."

"As for the proposer and author of this bill... I think you should be very familiar with his name - Fyodor Vladimirovich, His Majesty the Emperor of the Ursus Empire."

"..."

Chapter 298 You might as well not take me back from there, I'll kill myself

On Tallulah's ship about [-] kilometers outside the city in Lateran

"Hmm...I understand, assassins, even terrorist attacks, right?"

In the lounge of the land cruiser, Tallulah was holding a communicator, exchanging information with everyone staying in Chernobog.

"There is also Miss Pagan who is going to take the opportunity to make trouble and get rid of an old duke who is a war faction. I need my cooperation, right? Understood - you can send me the specific plan directly in the form of a document, and I will see if there is any What can be improved."

【Okay, Tallulah—is it really okay for you to go alone?Ms. Alice's team can only provide you with military support, right? 】

"No problem, Alina - I am also a cultural person, so don't worry, old man, but you should be more careful. Bibian's intelligence has proved that someone in Ursus has begun to pay attention to us. They have nothing to do with me. If we find a way, we may take action against you, or even the citizens of Chernobog.”

[Then be careful in Lateran, Tallulah. 】

"Well, you too, Alina."

Tallulah nodded, temporarily ending the conversation, waiting for Chernobog to sort out the plan for her reference...

"It looks like our trip to Rutland will be very lively...Miss Tallulah."

The words came from the other side of the lounge. The members of the AR team sitting there were of course the members of the AR team. Ms. M15sopmodII, who was called a "tactical attack dog" by Ms. AR4, was fiddled with an origin stone that she grabbed from nowhere. Worm, looking excited.

And that Miss AR15 has a dark face, as if she is ready to throw the bug-playing teammate next to her from the landship...the one with green highlights and black hair Ms. M4, the captain of the team tried to ease the relationship between the two with a stiff expression.

To sum up, the only ones who really do things are Ms. m16 who is nicknamed "Big Brother" and another RO635 who claims to be "Special Chef". Not doing anything serious...

One is holding a bottle of wine that is said to be called whiskey, and is gurgling, looking at himself in front of him by the way, while the other is making some gestures that Tallulah can't understand at the side, chanting words, Weird words such as "You have no value as a commodity and are out of print"...

"I'm afraid it's not as lively as usual, Miss M16."

Sighing, Tallulah shook her head——if the people in front of you didn’t know their true combat power, and just looked at their daily performance, they could only highlight one word: [No way]; Miss Tallulah is now I can only comfort myself that the AR team in front of me is at least trustworthy in terms of combat effectiveness and protection capabilities...

And... Ms. Alice must have a big reason for arranging this team for herself... no, the intention——