Poverty makes me capable of anything.

I'm not having it! You better keep it to yourself!

You're not as high-ranking as me, and you're not as strong as me, you're trash!

But once a new emperor is elected, this power will leave him.

Faulkner was even more displeased when he thought that the new emperor was a marginalized member of the royal family who had once been considered a potential marriage partner.

He secretly supported the Third Prince.

Once the Third Prince ascended the throne, his descendants would have enjoyed many benefits, but now the Third Prince has been eliminated.

And just like that, Orina, that stupid woman with no connections, got a free advantage.

and many more!

Faulkner suddenly realized something very interesting.

Orina has no foundation!

Doesn't that mean that as long as he acts quickly, this emperor can become a puppet emperor?

And he will become that invisible emperor!

Very good.

Faulkner smiled and clapped his hands in praise: "Truly worthy of being the eldest princess of the empire, such foresight is truly gratifying. The young princess is still inexperienced and not suitable for handling political affairs. Even if we only consider the order of succession, the eldest princess should inherit the throne, and I have no objection."

The other elders of the Royal Council whispered among themselves, and after weighing the pros and cons, they all nodded in agreement.

Olina on the other end of the video almost wanted to turn around and celebrate with Anran, but she calmed down.

"Since everyone has chosen me, I have no objections. The ceremony for the succession to the throne..."

Faulkner said, "The sooner the better, of course; the situation isn't good right now."

“Let’s set the location on Planet Sark. It will be both the inheritance ceremony and a trap for those monsters,” Orina said.

"trap?"

Faulkner was taken aback.

"It's like this..."

Orina shared her idea of ​​using the grand ceremony to lure monsters over and then ambushing them along the way.

“Not bad, not bad, then count me in as one of the ambush participants this time,” Faulkner said with a smile.

“Count me in too,” Hewlett said.

After much discussion, a simple enthronement ceremony was decided in five days, allowing enough time to attract the monsters and also before reinforcements arrived.

It happened to be September 20th.

Suddenly, the empire officially announced to the entire star system that the Royal Council and the nobility had jointly decided to hold the coronation ceremony for the new emperor on September 23.

The location is on the planet Pendusak.

The main character is Princess Orina!

This news shocked the entire star system.

After all this commotion, with the capital on the verge of collapse, the empire has actually elected a new emperor?

You're kidding me.

“Actually, I didn’t expect them to agree so readily,” Anran said to Olina.

"what?"

Orina was shocked; she had thought it was all Anran's brilliant plan.

“I’d be even better if they objected. You know, we’re facing far more enemies than just those monsters,” An Ran said, her eyes lighting up.

There are also many people with ill intentions.

If they object, An Ran can act even more decisively and kill them.

We need to consider a new route now.

We need to find a way to screw them over.

"Anyway, don't worry. On that day, Panda and I will move the entire planet Sak into another dimension."

……

9 month 23 day.

The simple coronation ceremony was about to begin. Anran sat cross-legged on the floor, with the glowing Holy Judgment Sword resting on her lap, slowly adjusting her state.

Today, Orina will be the protagonist of this star system.

But once this simple yet ambitious enthronement ceremony began, the world would realize that it was actually a story with two main characters!

The scene in the sky will be even more spectacular.

Ring ring ring...

Orina, dressed in a magnificent outfit, walked in from outside. Her black queenly attire gave her a cold and aloof air.

“It looks great.” An Ran nodded.

Even this outfit was provided by An Ran.

However, the ceremony was organized by members of the royal family who rushed over from nearby, and Anran became a spectator after the ceremony began.

Olina was pleased to receive the praise, but she was called out before she could exchange more than a few words with Anran.

On Wangcheng Avenue, countless people crowded around, the largest group of whom were professional onlookers – the players.

The Empress's coronation ceremony!

They never imagined they would encounter something like this.

[Sigh, wouldn't it be great if the new empress walking down the street was An Ran's wife?]

Why don't we oust the eldest princess?

Are you alright?

I was just saying that.

Orina looked at the grand auditorium in the distance and took a deep breath.

Although it was dishonorable, it was a powerful attempt to rebuild the empire, and as the heir to the Elimeria family, she had to take this step!

Especially after witnessing just how strong Anran was, Orina's belief remained unwavering.

May the empire endure!

She will become the new banner of the empire!

"Target found!"

An Ran stood up, and in an instant, her True Sight activated, turning her eyes red.

The enemy lurks in the shadows of deep space.

Chapter 16: Are we watching different battles?

During the preparations for the ceremony, the ruins of the royal city were completely cleared away, and a temporary royal city was built around the small palace that Anran had constructed.

Starting from the main hall of the royal city, one enters the royal avenue leading to the ceremonial hall.

Although this hastily constructed secondary capital city appears extremely shabby compared to the imperial city of Aixing, it is still a beacon of light illuminating the way forward in the darkness.

The streets of Wangcheng Avenue were lined with people watching the ceremony.

Aside from the players who come to watch the show, it's hard to figure out what other people are really thinking.

The atmosphere of the entire ceremony was incredibly lively, and it seemed that everyone was infected by this excitement, with no different faces in sight.

The only difference is the people holding the ceremony.

For example, the master of ceremonies who came from the Royal Council looked up at the densely packed warships and mechs, and his thick eyebrows curved downwards slightly.

The sky was a clear blue and the sun was shining brightly, but it always felt like something was missing, or rather, something was misplaced.

Flowers were scattered on the dark carpet, and Olina looked incredibly dignified.

She had disappeared from the eyes of the imperial people for a long time, and no one ever thought that she could succeed to the throne. Although the empire did not stipulate that princesses could not become empresses, there were no more than five empresses in its eight thousand years of history.

Today, as a princess whose kingdom is about to fall, she walks through a sea of ​​cheering flowers amidst seemingly prosperous flattery.

There were no royal family members around, no highest-level planetary gifts, and no envious or jealous glances from her brothers and sisters. With a faint expectation almost swallowed up by the sea of ​​stars, she walked step by step up the steps of the ceremonial hall.

With each step she took upwards, Orina's mood grew increasingly heavy.

She didn't carry too many expectations, and she knew that many people would take this as a joke born of despair.

It's probably a superstitious practice similar to "marrying for good luck"!

It was just a straw floating on the water.

But even if it was just a straw, Olina knew she had to grasp it.

It looks like a straw, but maybe it's the vine that Mario can climb to the clouds?

When Orina knelt on one knee under the emcee's guidance, her long black dress trailing on the ground, and the sparkling gems around her were deeply imprinted in the eyes of all the onlookers.

"..."

Faulkner and Hewlett stood side by side in silence.

They watched all this with cold eyes, and no one knew whether they were considering the upcoming ambush or the matter of the eldest princess's succession to the throne.

"Even the princess's coming-of-age ceremony was much more grand than this enthronement ceremony."

In the command center of the Covenant reinforcements, someone sighed and shook their head.

"The empire has truly declined."

"It's already quite impressive that they've managed to do this much. I even thought they wouldn't be able to elect a new emperor at all, and that the empire's political system would have to change after the war."

"Alas, it's truly a pity to lose such a formidable opponent."

That being said, the command center was filled with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.