Poverty makes me capable of anything.

His body relaxed, and although the wounds disappeared, he seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant.

He couldn't even beat An Ran's two henchmen, how ridiculous.

Given the relationship between Anran and Orina, she herself is practically the female version of Kenneth.

“It seems Elder Faulkner has no further questions. Does anyone else have any questions?” An Ran slowly scanned the room.

Everyone who met her gaze instinctively lowered their heads.

They suddenly realized that this didn't seem to be something to celebrate.

With her strength and Olina's support, Anran will grow into a terrifying monster.

“Now, let’s move on to the next topic,” Olina said. “The reinforcements are about to arrive in the Central Region. Who should greet them?”

After a long silence, Faulkner raised his hand: "Your Majesty, let me do it."

"Then let Elder Faulkner step forward."

The meeting ended quickly, and Anran stood alone on the top of the palace, watching Faulkner's departing figure.

Should the destabilizing factors be eliminated?

Time is running out for the Sword of Judgment.

Chapter 18 Being a Villain

News of the Zerg's second attack on Sark, which ended in failure, quickly spread throughout the entire star system.

At this moment, somewhere near the central region of the empire—

"You pressed it back in by hand, right?"

"I'm very sure."

"Was the place we were taken back to a space tunnel?"

"I'm very sure."

"It's done with your hands..."

"boom!"

The solid table shook from the angry pounding.

Annoyed by the questioning, Lucas stood up and unleashed a torrent of abuse at his adjutant: "Damn it, this is the fourth time you've asked me this!"

"But this is really surprising."

"Are you the only one surprised? Don't I find it surprising too? If you're so free, why don't you record my answer and go find a quiet place to talk about it for a whole day?" Lucas said angrily.

The adjutant frowned and said, "Isn't it because the recorded sound lacks soul?"

Lucas sneered, "Yeah, if he had a soul, he would have killed you, you broken record, long ago! Damn it, do you know how much pressure I'm under right now? I've been called in by those big men in military uniforms three times already, three times, you know..."

Boom boom boom!

The knocking at the door instantly froze Lucas's ferocious expression.

"Minister, Admiral Carroll says he has something to discuss with you."

"..."

The adjutant patted Lucas on the shoulder: "Go ahead, don't worry."

Lucas walked out with his head down.

Outside Admiral Carroll's office, a group of people stood motionless, trembling with fear.

Then, angry curses could be heard coming from inside the door that wasn't completely closed.

"You've apologized so many times this week... I'm not in the mood to listen to your explanations now..."

He launched into a tirade of incoherent curses, making Lucas want to crawl into the ground.

Fortunately, a communication request saved him at that moment.

"what happened?"

"It's like this..."

Carol's expression was uncertain for a long while before she turned to Lucas and said, "Cheer up and come with me to the Allied Forces meeting."

"Yes, General!"

Lucas's face immediately broke into a bright smile, as if he had just drunk a bottle of ice-cold cola.

To do what others cannot is to be a master.

The meeting to rescue the coalition forces had a very simple theme: they were about to reach their destination, so it was a good opportunity to gather and discuss their next course of action.

Moreover, the empire also sent ministers to welcome them, and they too had to show their sincerity.

"The person sent by the Empire was Faulkner."

"Faulkner?"

Lucas was somewhat surprised. He had to admit that this was a very high level of recognition. Although Faulkner did not have real power, as a senior member of the Royal Council, his status was not to be underestimated.

"It seems the Empire also attaches great importance to this operation. It's worth the long journey we've made," the Republic's representative said with a smile.

Dolores, the military commander from the Victoria Star Circle beside him, frowned slightly: "It's all for the future of humanity. Besides, the Empire is already in this state, so it's understandable that we might lack some manners."

That's true.

On the morning of the third day after the meeting, at 9 a.m., the welcoming delegation led by Faulkner arrived at the Allied headquarters.

Following a friendly meeting, the Empire officially established contact with the allied forces. The focus of the next operation was to drive the monsters out of the Empire, or better yet, kill them.

The allied forces didn't come all this way for no reason; besides using the slogan of justice, the empire also had to pay a corresponding price.

For example, the high military expenditure burden.

For example, the Star Alliance's temporary agreement to resolve disputed territories.

For example, the technology transfer cooperation treaty between the Republic and the Star Circle.

The Empire hadn't been expecting a free lunch; it simply hoped to reduce the cost as much as possible. Therefore, Olina didn't react too strongly during the discussions.

"I still need to discuss the specifics with the ministers."

"Of course. But I must also remind Your Majesty that we don't have much time left."

Orina smiled and said, "I understand."

"..."

After the conversation ended, Orina bit her lip. She was feeling incredibly stifled. With the nation weakened, any attempt to appear strong was futile.

An Ran comforted her, "Don't think too much about it. Just agree to what you can. As long as we drive those monsters away, we'll have plenty of time to get revenge later."

Orina sighed, "I understand, but things aren't that simple. Ordinary people don't see that far ahead. I've only just taken the throne and don't have that much public support to burn. And most importantly, the land the Star Alliance wants involves Grand Duke Utaku, and I'm not confident I can persuade him."

"A very capable person?"

Orina shook her head: "They are hereditary nobles who have made great contributions in the past."

An Ran understood immediately.

He represents not just one family, but the entire aristocratic faction.

Orina is now the nominal emperor, a result of compromises among all parties. Under these special circumstances, whether her decrees can be issued on Sark depends on their cooperation.

Orina stared at An Ran for a long time, then suddenly lowered her head and whispered, "I'm feeling a little down right now. Can I hug you?"

"?"

Anran's face was a little dark, and Ella's head was a little green.

Why did you set your sights on me?

Orina quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, actually I just think your scent is really nice, it makes me feel very at ease."

"Oh, I see."

An Ran nodded: "Then how about this?"

She walked behind Olina, and as Olina tried to turn around to see what she was doing, she suddenly reached out and hugged Olina.

"You owe me every minute of your life, so remember to make it up to me properly when the time comes!"

The warm breath brushed against her cheek, and Olina trembled. The wonderful feeling that surged up made every pore on her body seem to open up, bringing her ultimate relaxation.

She leaned back, enjoying the moment, and nestled into An Ran's bosom.

"I remember."

Orina adjusted her head and asked casually, "What does Anran usually use when she takes a bath? This scent is really pleasant."

"Huh?" An Ran was taken aback. "I rarely take showers."

"!"

Orina's expression changed instantly.

"The body has self-cleaning abilities, and with the protective barrier, it won't come into contact with dust at all. Forget about taking a bath, even eating is just a formality," An Ran explained.

I'm sure that pretty girls don't need to go to the toilet.

"This feels so convenient! I wish I had this ability too."

"Then hurry up and advance to the Master level."

"It's not that easy. Sigh, you're already a grandmaster. If this continues, in ten years you'll still look the same, but I'll have become a middle-aged woman." Orina sighed.

An Ran said, "You're exaggerating a bit, and are you sure you're not mocking my height?"

"How is that possible?"

Orina immediately twisted her body.

Right now!

The doors to the Queen's palace were suddenly pushed open, and Ella walked in excitedly: "Anran, Anran, Panda made me a little follower!"

"!"