The Ax Empire, the imperial capital, and the core area of ​​the palace.
The young emperor Potia Ax, who had just passed the coming-of-age ceremony, sat quietly in the chair, looking at the ministers and generals around him who looked nervous and had various injuries.
On both sides of him were his elder sister Tina Ax, and Misela Serestella, the spy chief from the Feiling Fleet.
The emperor's sister Tina Ax naturally does not need to be introduced.
On his right, the secret commander of the Feiling Fleet, Misella Serestella, appeared in front of many ministers and generals of the Ax Empire for the first time.
Even the imperial emperor was the first time he met this person who had been mentioned by his elder sister and told him not to offend him.
The gray skin, long sharp ears, and a woman wearing a pair of golden-edged and silver-winged headbands, and a strong mysterious aura all over her body made the surrounding imperial ministers and generals look a little alert.
Because, for some reason, as long as they stand in front of this spy chief from the Feiling Fleet, they will feel that they will be seen through by the other party. Such an abnormality makes these important officials of the empire quite afraid.
"Everyone, this period of time has been hard. Next, it should be the time for us to fight back."
It has been several years since Potia Ax ascended to the throne, and his words and deeds have gradually revealed the emperor's spirit of being unhappy and powerful.
Even when the rebellious nobles in front of him joined forces to attack the palace, he was only one gate to the inner city of the palace, he could still maintain a calm response.
"Your Majesty. According to our intelligence personnel's investigation, the legions stationed around the imperial capital have entered the imperial capital, and have caused the imperial capital to lose its external communication capabilities. I'm afraid that the only people we can use now are the people here."
As the new emperor came to power, the imperial prime minister was replaced by a minister who once taught Potia Ax.
Potia nodded and said as the imperial prime minister who was loyal to him.
"Well, this situation is already under our expectations. But please don't be discouraged. We still have hope of victory."
After saying that, Portia looked at her emperor sister.
After the two siblings looked at each other, Tina raised her head and looked at Misella Serestella on the other side.
"Chief Misaila. When will your plan be launched?"
Misella Serestella, who has been paying attention to the surrounding situation, smiled slightly.
"Don't worry! The plan has been successfully launched. Your Majesty, Your Highness, and all the ministers, please wait a moment. It's time for the farce outside to end."
Tina couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Misella's assurance.
She doesn't know what others think, nor does she want to pay attention to.
Because, Misella Serestella, the Girelite, was able to appear in the palace of the Ax Empire, thanks to the arrangement made by Chief Lisa Kyujo.
Although Tina and Misella had never seen each other before.
But Tina has seen the Giller people who are both Giller tribe and have held key positions in the Feiling Fleet.
Especially Lara Rey, who is now the leader of the Giller tribe, Tina has also had several communication experiences.
Judging from the information obtained from all aspects, except for the several Girel tribes that Tina had met and communicated with, the most mysterious ones were Misera Serestella and Mirenier Linka, two Girel people who had never appeared in the Feiling Fleet, but always occupied the most critical position in the Feiling Fleet's external intelligence system.
Such a key figure would actually accept the arrangement of Lisa Kyujo and come to the Ax Empire in person to take action. This was simply something that surprised Tina.
According to the current strength of the Ax Empire, it is impossible to stop the huge pressure brought by the Feiling Fleet.
"Do you need our assistance? Chief Misella."
Tina asked.
"No. No! If you need your help, then I don't have to come here. Princess Tina."
Misella shook her head slightly and declined the other party's request.
Originally, she was staying in the fortress with Mirenier, developing the intelligence system belonging to the Feiling Fleet and collecting relevant information, but she never thought that she would be called back from the fortress through special channels and devoted to this operation.
Although a little surprised, Misella was not surprised.
She had long been used to the dirty transactions and mutual suppression of each other in the empire.
Perhaps, it was because of Misella's experience that she was attracted by Lisa Kyujo and called her back to participate in intelligence activities within the Ax Empire.
Seeing that Misella refused decisively, Potia, who was watching, couldn't say anything, but asked the Prime Minister to arrange for everyone to take a break.
Originally, the Prime Minister seemed to have some opinions, but after thinking about the Feiling Fleet standing behind Misaila, he had to give up.
The Ax royal family now seems to have few bargaining chips to use as trading.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, Princess, are you ready? The action has begun."
After receiving a signal from Misela's headset, it immediately showed a bloodthirsty smile.
“Our people are in place.”
When the stars set off west and cast a layer of golden gauze on the imperial capital, the scene of blood on the streets suddenly began.
The dying struggle of the sharp blade slashing his throat,
The screams of gunfire,
The wailing caused by the explosion,
It suddenly became the melody above the imperial capital.
No one knows when the first deceased appeared.
After the palace was raided by the rebels of aristocratic people, they hid at home in fear. The people of the imperial capital who lived in panic only knew that when they found the street below was covered with rebel corpses, a storm of shock had already begun from the military camp outside the imperial capital and rolled towards the palace gate.
The slogan of striking the rebels and protecting the emperor shouted in the official language of Ax, instantly resounding through the sky, shaking the sky and the earth, causing the imperial nobles who occupied the outer city of the palace to shake their bodies, showing an incredible expression.
"What happened? Are our people all the money? Why did such a large-scale commotion break out?!"
William Holman, the mastermind and also the marquis of the Empire, couldn't help but hold the scepter in his hand in his right hand and shouted sternly.
During the previous royal rebellion, the imperial marquis did not participate in the overwhelming struggle between princes, but instead acted as if he ascended the throne and was loyal to whoever he ascended the throne, and successfully allowed his own faction to survive the disaster smoothly.
Originally, according to the struggle wisdom passed down by the great nobles from generation to generation, this was not a high-quality choice, but it allowed them to take the opportunity to rise up after the disaster and become one of the pillars of the new emperor.
However, they should have ushered in a bright future by following the struggle wisdom left by their ancestors and successfully gaining the trust of the new emperor.
However, he did not expect that the new emperor did not pour more resources into the victorious camp, but continued to gather various resources, and then devoted himself to the expansion outside the galaxy and the "fashioning" activity to please the Feiling Fleet, which came from somewhere.
Such a result, not to mention that William Holman, who was a neutral faction, was unwilling to do so, even the firm Emperor faction gradually showed a trace of disharmonious voices.
As a result, under the operation of some people, a mutual connection between the great nobles of the empire was quietly born, and gradually received secret support from many ministers.
Such momentum and such a situation made them feel the call called "The Destiny of Heaven".
They naturally knew how powerful the Feiling fleet from outside the galaxy was.
However, because of this strength, you can't put yourself in a humble position and pull all your assets into the other party's bowl!
The great nobles with various similar ideas hit it off and rode the wind. Taking advantage of the opportunity before and after the new Emperor Potia Ax completed the coming-of-age ceremony, they launched a rebellion in one move, quickly broke through the defense of the imperial city, seized control of the outer city of the palace, and then attacked fiercely on the inner city.
However, unlike attacking the outer city, the defense of the inner city is like a hedgehog, with great force and no way to start, and is forced into a stalemate between the two sides.
This made the great nobles who thought they could make the final decision by relying on the surprise attack and couldn't help but show ugly faces.
In this increasingly difficult situation, such a large-scale commotion broke out in the imperial capital under their control?
The great nobles gathered in the outer city of the palace dispatched personnel to quickly launch an investigation.
However, before William Holman's subordinates walked out of the palace, they returned and fell in front of William Holman with a look of fear and a bolt from the blue.
"Mr. Marquis, the ship...No....War...War. The warship appears in the sky!!"
The fear on his subordinates' faces and the fingers that kept trembling but pointed tightly into the sky made William Holman feel uneasy.
He gritted his teeth and did not blame his subordinates, but walked out of the audience with great strides and stood under the corridor.
The next second, his face suddenly turned pale.
The great nobles following him also received a new expression called "dead ashes" at this moment, becoming plaster statues standing in the corridor.
“MACROSS?!”
Under the sunset, giant space warships with golden gauzes shone with power and descended from the sky, and with their domineering posture of domineering the world, they completely control the sky above the imperial capital under its shadow.
Watching the door slowly moving, aiming at the laser beam cannons in various military camps around the imperial capital, quickly opened the missile launching compartment, almost all the troops involved in the rebellion made the same move at this moment.
Put down the weapon in your hand, raise your hands high, and kneel down to surrender.
Only in this way can they have a chance to survive.
After all, they were just pawns who obeyed orders, and they did not have to rush forward to die in the face of such a huge gap in power.
In the shadow cast by the space warship called MACROSS, the spy forces led by Misela Serestra kept shuttled through the city, taking down a rebel who was still stubborn even though he witnessed the arrival of the fleet, or killing it on the spot.
William Holman, standing in the corridor of the palace, noticed several strange figures appearing at the corner not far away, and sighed deeply.
"Everyone, the situation is over!! You go and apologize!"
William Holman turned around silently and returned to the audience alone.
Then, a burst of laughter came from inside.
"The Ax Empire, from today on, has perished!"
"Bang!"
The Imperial Marquis William Holman committed suicide when facing the throne!
As the gate of the inner city of the palace was slowly opened, Portia Ax, surrounded by many soldiers, saw at first sight the scene of kneeling on both sides of the road leading to the audience.
"His Majesty."
The Prime Minister naturally saw this and couldn't help but whisper.
"Take it down! Dispose of it according to the imperial law. Do not abuse the law for personal gain! Everything is strictly followed!"
After Potia raised his head and glanced at the space fleet that had just fallen from the sky, but had never fired a single shot and had not sent a formation of fighter jets, he stepped out of the inner city of the palace with expressionless face and walked towards the meeting.
Among the gradually departing crowd, two figures remained at the end, quietly watching the figures of many rebels being dragged away by the palace guards.
"Chief Misella is indeed amazing. In such a short time, he captured all the rebels."
Tina looked at the figures of the rebels being dragged away with a complicated expression.
Among them, it is not difficult for Tina to find that there are still a few aristocrats who have been in love with her. Even when the last emperor was still alive, she had the idea of ​​choosing a husband for her from these aristocrats.
Now, all of these people have become prisoners under the planning and operation of Misela, and all the clans have been destroyed overnight.
"It's just a little trick. Besides, if they don't have those thoughts in their minds, my tricks will not come in handy at all, right? Princess Tina. The prime minister chosen by your emperor brother is not simple."
Misela chuckled a few times, but did not regard these things as his own credit.
If she could, she would rather stay in the fortress, so she built an intelligence network all over the starry sea, rather than playing with the remaining conspiracy methods she had played in the Gatlantis Empire in the past.
Misaila raised her head, looked at the fleet above the imperial capital, and carefully checked if there was any inappropriate appearance in her clothes, and spoke again.
"My subordinates will handle the next thing properly. Your Highness, Princess, I will say goodbye first. His Majesty Potia, please avenge me."
After saying that, the chief spy officer of the Feiling Fleet who had turned his hand around and turned his hand around and rain left the palace in a cool manner, leaving Tina Ax alone standing alone at the gate of the inner city to meditate.
Chapter completed!