From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 689: Super Duanshui Master
Agnes is naturally the biological daughter of the old Emperor Frederico, this is certain and beyond doubt. After all, the S-shaped horns on her head and the dragon scale patterns on some parts of her body cannot be fake.

But the attitude of the old Emperor Frederico cannot be false either.

Agnes was certain that Jules Mazarin, the Archbishop of the Imperial Church, was her father's "spokesperson" during this period, although she was not sure whether he was speaking on behalf of her "father" or directly "replacing" the emperor.
Because he is the only one in the entire empire who can freely enter and exit the underground area of ​​the Grand Palace. Everyone else, even her, the imperial princess, needs consent before they can meet Frederico.

Therefore, when Jules Mazarin went to see Norton II, and even brought along the Duke of Sauron, a core member of the "royalists", this behavior could basically be considered as the "emperor's" intention - at least that's what outsiders thought.

"So, Your Highness, do you think that the Archbishop and Duke Soran went to find Norton II because of the Emperor's own wish, or was it the Archbishop and his men's own action?" Amber asked after listening to Agnes' analysis.

Agnes frowned. "Of course I don't want to believe the first possibility, but the problem is that based on my understanding of my father, the Archbishop, and Duke Soren, they are definitely not the kind of people who would betray my father, so..."

"So we have to consider the worst possible scenario." Amber continued, "If the rumors are true, then it means that some of your actions have touched the emperor's red line, forcing him to make some 'balancing' moves."

Having said this, Amber could not help but pause for a moment, and then looked Agnes up and down with a puzzled look. Before the imperial princess felt offended and her face turned cold, she spoke:

"But I still can't understand why the emperor is so wary of his own daughter? Isn't it the hope of emperors and generals throughout history that their offspring continue to maintain power and pass on the royal bloodline after they succeed to the throne? But now it seems that if your power becomes stronger, it will make the emperor uneasy. Is this really reasonable?"

Agnes was silent. It was obvious that the imperial princess did not know how to answer this question. More importantly, she did not expect that her father would actually interfere.

The two were silent for a while, each of them quickly evaluating the current situation and the gains and losses in their minds. After a while, Agnes looked up at Amber again.

"Mr. Amber, what are your plans next?"

"If you ask me what I plan to do," Amber thought seriously, and then said, "I suggest that our cooperation remain unchanged, but we may need to enter a 'cooling-off period' in the near future. We should stop publicizing this matter and wait and see until you successfully ascend the throne."

Agnes breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Amber's answer.

What she is most worried about now is that Amber will immediately choose to "back down" and stop cooperating with her after facing the current situation.

On the other side, Amber continued, "Based on the current situation, I think we can both send teams to connect with each other. It would be best if you send people to our company's location, which is relatively safer. At the same time, I don't think I can stay in Saint-Saunière any longer, so I plan to return in two days."

"That's good too. Let's lower the temperature first and then see if there are any other changes."

Agnes nodded, then moved closer and lowered her voice.

"If, Mr. Amber, I mean if, during the period before and after my official coronation, I need your armed forces support." "Are you considering the worst-case scenario?" Amber asked back.

"Isn't this what you learned from Mr. Amber?" Agnes smiled, "I always consider the most complicated and worst-case scenarios for everything~"

Amber: "Haha, if that's the case, I can send paid 'military assistance', it depends on what level you need."

"Highest level assistance. Believe me, reward is not a problem, Mr. Amber~" Agnes' eyes curved into an arc. In Amber's opinion, such an expression made her look more like a cunning fox than a noble golden dragon.

"According to the time of your coronation ceremony in two months, I can deploy 18-24 army-sized ground forces to the planet you specify within 1-2 hours, with two conventional fleets led by super flagships and three fully staffed unmanned fleets after advance preparation."

"So many ground units can be deployed in 18-24 hours? Mr. Amber, are you talking about the orbital paratroopers?" Agnes frowned, obviously not quite believing what Amber said about the efficiency.

"You misunderstood, Princess~"

Amber clicked a few times on her personal terminal and quickly projected a "business specification" on the deployment of ground forces. In addition to some routine content, it also briefly introduced the composition and equipment of the ground forces.

"The ground forces I'm talking about are not the orbital paratroopers you think of, but a fully organized, fully equipped, fully equipped set of light, medium and heavy units, ground long-range firepower and a large number of technical weapons, and a heavy-armored force that can independently carry out long-term self-sustaining combat."

Looking at the projected "business brochure" and listening to Amber's introduction, Agnes always felt that she was being fooled, but obviously she couldn't just believe Amber's one-sided words.

What if we are unable to achieve such rapid troop deployment at the critical moment, wouldn't that be shooting ourselves in the foot?
Looking at Agnes's expression, Amber knew that she would not believe it so easily. After all, the Empire and the Federation did not have this level of gravity control technology, so they had not pointed out the technology tree of "Airdrop Fortress" before.

It was normal for Agnes to be skeptical about something she had never seen before. Fortunately, Amber had already considered this situation and opened a video file.

"Your Highness, please look."

Agnes looked at the video that Amber had opened with curiosity. It was a picture taken by the optical unit of a warship in low orbit. In the center of the picture, a huge "door panel"-like warship was slowly descending to the surface of the planet.

As the altitude gets lower and lower, the bottom of the "door panel" also stirs up a layer of high-temperature plasma due to atmospheric friction, and the perspective of the video switches to a more shocking ground perspective.

From this perspective, the 'door panel' falling from the sky is even more shocking, carrying a destructive momentum like a falling star, and then gradually slowing down with the help of gravity control technology, and finally slowly falling to the ground, becoming a fortress.

"If it is an airdrop of a ground force of the size of an army, we will airdrop ten at a time and form a defense zone, Your Highness. Do you believe it now?"
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(End of this chapter)