Him and their stars.

Chapter 1794: Tolerance for the Country
Seeing that her husband seemed to be in a state of confusion, the lady added with a smile.

"Darling, this is not just your war, nor even a war of the community. There are 'many people' who have high hopes for our community, and there are 'many people' who cannot accept the end of the war. You are the legitimate head of the Blue Star Community, and they will not recognize anyone else except you."

Yes, except for me, no one else would recognize me. President Nishita's complacency only lasted less than half a minute, and then turned into helplessness.

So, who are these “many people”? The President really wants to ask this question.

Of course he knew the answer. It was because he knew it that he could use it to create a sarcastic effect. However, when he was about to speak, he couldn't even say such a sarcastic thing in front of Mrs. Melalee's smile.

Of course, he understood better that the reason why the community had such a hard time resisting was because "many people" betrayed the Earthlings behind their backs. They only knew how to appease and did not dare to take action themselves. They stopped all military aid, withdrew most of the official military advisers and technicians, and stopped the large-scale and organized volunteer troops.

It is true that there are still a very small number of consultants with mercenary status left, but these people are more like spies who collect actual combat records nearby rather than consultants.

Even when they only verbally criticized the Imperial invaders in the Galactic Civilization Council, their wording was very ambiguous.

That's it? Do you dare to call yourself a superpower on par with the Empire?
That's it? You dare to order me to fight the Empire to the death?
Have you forgotten that I am the head of the Blue Star Community? I led this country to almost defeat the Empire.

President Keith Nishita almost slammed the table and stood up, but his wife's voice interrupted his thoughts: "Darling, you are the president of the Blue Star Community."

President Keith Nishita stared into his wife's eyes, seeing the light flashing in those rose-red eyes, and the resentment in his heart disappeared along with his courage.

Mrs. Melalee gently soothed her husband, her hand moving from his cheek to his neck. "Darling, my dear Mr. President, we cannot destroy the glorious and free republic established by Marshal Li because of a moment of cowardice. The founding fathers were unwilling to kneel before the Dragon King, so you certainly cannot do that either."

This sounds familiar, where have I heard it before?
President Nishita felt his wife's hand on his neck and said with a sad face: "But, what else can we rely on to resist now?"

"Marshal Ferragu still has some fleets, and the Cook dreadnought is also there. It is now returning to Earth." The lady calculated seriously.

"…It was just a large pirate ship. It was supposed to be a museum."

"And the New Independence. Remember, it was the first Titan ship of our community."

"That ship is still undergoing testing at the Mars Shipyard, but it's actually ready to go." At this point, President Nishita hugged his head and complained:

"Yes, if you give me two more months, no, even just one month, this ship can become the new flagship of the local fleet. Oh my God, why did the spirit of the universe tease me like this? Why did everything collapse in just one month? War should not be like this! But now everything is too late!"

Indeed, before King Suliuka defeated Circe by surprise, the Blue Star Community had been marching from one victory to another. The dignitaries of Earth all felt that their defenses in the Sede Fortress were impregnable, and that the "Dawnbreaker" in charge of the front-line defense was a true hero who saved the country.

No matter how many troops the empire sends, they will all be beaten to a pulp by the sturdy fortresses.

Sooner or later, the Imperials will be forced to sign a peace treaty with them because of the heavy losses. At that time, I will definitely be one of the greatest leaders in the history of the community, even surpassing the founding fathers.

However, only one month later, the Circumcision Kingdom, the most important ally (screen) of the Community, surrendered directly, and the war situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

"Should I let a single Titan challenge the Imperial fleet? What's the point? Hahahaha, is everyone the Dawn Dragon? Hahaha, a single ship challenging a fleet? What a tragic act, but in history, is he a hero or a clown?"

Madam Melalee sighed, "Indeed, the situation is very unfavorable. Even if the Dawn Dragon is on Earth, what can it do in the face of such a situation?"

When the man's name was mentioned, President Keith Nishita's face darkened again. His voice was like a sinister venomous snake.

"And him? Why didn't he come back to support? If he could make it, together with the forces of the Outer Fleet, we would have the capital to launch a resistance campaign on Earth. Today we don't have to sit here at a loss, helplessly waiting for the Imperial Army to tighten the rope around our necks! Things have evolved to this point, all because of that guy! What famous general? What Dawn? What hero? Is there a famous general in the world who would watch the capital die without saving it? I have done my best for him, but he actually betrayed me? Yes, he is such a person!"

Even as a bedmate, it was the first time that Mrs. Melalee saw her husband show such an expression. She sighed, then raised her hand without saying a word and slapped him decisively.

This time she put in some effort, and the president's face really turned red.

With today's medical technology, this red handprint would probably disappear in about an hour. However, this obvious humiliation was indeed a pain that life could not bear.

The president covered his face and asked again, "Is it necessary? Is this really necessary?"

"Darling, you are stupid, shallow, and have no self-control. If your followers see you like this, your regime will collapse. You may become the most incompetent and furious president in the history of the community, and be nailed to the pillar of shame." Mrs. Melalie looked disappointed. "And what about me? Do you also want me to become the wife of the most incompetent and furious national parasite?"

He was the president just now, how did he become a national parasite? Mr. Nishita's head was numb, but he still covered his face and apologized subconsciously: "Yes, I'm sorry."

"And what about the children? They are all good kids. They got the scholarship to Union School with their own abilities. Do you want them to become the children of traitors and not even have the luxury of a healthy social life in the future?"

How did he become a traitor again?

The president was even more confused, but for a moment he felt his nose sore and tears came out all of a sudden: "Wow, daddy is sorry for you... Wait, ma'am, we agreed not to use mind control on me."

Mrs. Melalee's eyes were suddenly filled with unspeakable sadness: "Darling, I have never used any mystical means on you. How many times do I need to swear to the spirit of the universe?"

However, Nishita felt that if the lady really cast a spell on him, he would be very sad; if the lady really did not, he would be even sadder.

"You have had a problem with General Yu Lian for a long time. However, his rebelliousness, his arrogance, and his ambition have not only been revealed this time. You said that you are never afraid of your subordinates having ambitions, but you are afraid that your subordinates are truly selfless saints. Haha, you were so heroic when you said this, but why are you acting like a villain now?"

Nishita was speechless for a moment.

"Besides, you know that if he really wants to go back for help, he might not be able to reach the South Gate of Heaven and his entire army would be wiped out. He may have made the only correct choice." Mrs. Melalie said.

Military correctness is not political correctness.

"Since you don't trust him, why do you still use his nephew Yang Mingzhao? Is it really just because this young man is capable?" Mrs. Melalie asked again.

The president showed a helpless expression: "He is indeed very capable! In terms of character, ability, and skills, I don't have such a talent among my staff. After all, I am also the president, so I need people who can get things done. If he is not a little less experienced, I would have promoted him to be the government secretary general."

"That is to say, the people who are capable and have good character are the ones who are his disciples? How did you become the president?" "What can I do? I am also desperate!" The president shouted: "The people in my party are all idiots, the people in the enemy party are all idiots, and the bureaucrats are all a bunch of slippery catfish! It is so hard to find a few dedicated, capable and promising young people, but they are all from other families. What will our country become?"

In fact, Yang Mingzhao, the deputy director of the Presidential Office Secretariat, had almost transformed the Presidential Office into his own image. This was probably because he had no roots in the bureaucratic system and therefore no connections.

More importantly, he is a psychic and has a high tolerance for mistakes no matter what he does.

"You also need to maintain the cooperative relationship with the Spiritual Research Association. This is the reason." Mrs. Melalee stared into her husband's eyes and said in a serious tone:

"Darling, you are actually a very good, no, even a great communicator and collaborator. You like to cooperate with everyone. You joined forces with the Spiritual Research Association to reorganize your power to deter the Common Prosperity Party, and formed a coalition government with the Common Prosperity Party to check and balance the Alliance. You also combined the power of the Alliance to check and balance the Empire."

The President had a wry smile on his face, feeling that his wife was mocking him.

"I'm not mocking you, Darling. It's not your fault that things went wrong, but the fault of the empire. The conquerors of the Galactic Empire only know how to use violence, but have completely forgotten that governing a country is actually about compromise and harmony. According to the ancient sages of the Earth, only the doctrine of the mean of tolerance for the sake of the country can lead to good politics!" Lady Melalee held her husband's hand and patiently comforted him.

"Tolerance for the sake of the country..." The president repeated the words mechanically. He now felt that he always acted like an illiterate in front of his wife, and this should not be his problem.

"Isn't the talented King Suliuka a typical imperial conqueror? What she did in New Asia and Baghdad was the result of her willful behavior. Can such a rule really last long? Darling, as long as we wait, we will definitely see a turning point."

"Transfer?"

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"As long as we hold on firmly, there will be a way. I promise you that the situation of fighting alone is only temporary. I will definitely be able to wait for a turnaround. The premise is that we must persevere." Mrs. Melali's eyes were bright and firm.

President Nishita felt that his wife's charisma alone was equal to that of all the members of his cabinet put together.

The numbness on his face finally loosened, turning into struggle and panic, but the lady's tight grip on his hand seemed to give him endless strength. In the end, his face finally formed an expression that should be called "high spirits".

It's like a clay sculpture that has just dried.

However, he did clearly become more cheerful.

The big cat squatting on the table watched the performance of the two strange couples coldly, then yawned loudly, and walked away slowly, swaying its fat body and big furry tail like a squirrel.

……

On the last night of June 834, there was indeed a riot in the Eternal City, the capital of the Earth. Some people even put up signs saying "Welcome the Royal Army" and blocked the bridge between the main island and the outer island of the Eternal City, which also caused traffic jams throughout the city.

However, this minor disturbance was quickly quelled after the Internal Affairs Committee mobilized the gendarmerie special forces to intervene.

Of course, martial law is impossible. The president said that things are far from that point, and everyone can relax. In fact, even the traffic blockade only lasted for four hours. By the next morning, everyone could even go to get off work as usual.

The only trace left was probably a little blood on the street.

"I heard about that. The military police struck hard."

"Yes, it is. It is terrible."

"The man who held up a sign and shouted "welcome the king's division" was hung on a tree and beaten."

"Yes, yes. I get beaten six times a second."

"Isn't it six hundred and sixty-six times? I saw it all. It was the President's secretary who did it himself. He is a master of the Spiritual Research Society!"

"Yes, yes, six hundred and sixty...wait, he wasn't beaten to death?"

"That guy's name seems to be Kong something. I heard that his ancestors were very powerful masters, and their ancestor can be traced back to the classical era. He has a deep foundation."

“No wonder they’re holding up signs.”

"Isn't it? During the reign of the Imperial Master, this man was also a noble. We have to bow to him when we pass by the Highlands."

"Yes, yes, he should be beaten! So, was he beaten to death?"

"Who knows? That's not the point! The point is that the master surnamed Kong was hung on a tree and beaten!"

"I know that. I saw it. The military police used artillery to kill thousands of people at once on the bridge!"

The above rumors began to drift even before leaving the Eternal City, but the order of the city and even the entire earth was restored.

In addition, according to accurate statistics afterwards, only more than 200 people died in the conflict, and thousands of people were arrested.

Compared to restoring law and order in the city, this is actually not a problem.

In addition, it was said that there were a few congressmen among those arrested, but they were drowned in the crowd, so of course they were not a very important issue.

It is said, of course it is just said, that Mr. Mao Yuanzuo privately and patiently persuaded the congressmen to unite firmly around President Nishita and fight the difficult times together.

The so-called "tolerance for the sake of the country" is exactly this principle.

As for the rumors about impeachment, surrender, and members of Congress collectively "welcoming the royal army", these are of course nothing more than complete rumors spread by bad elements hidden in the earth.

As for Mr. Kong who held up the sign, he was hung up, beaten and thrown into prison, but all his actions can only represent himself. Some people say that he is a relative of the senior predecessor Mao Yuanzuo, but this is of course also an insult to the senior political predecessor and the former prime minister who has made outstanding contributions!