Chapter 522: Daphne's Letter
The crowd jumped up and down to the intense drum beats.
In a corner, Yang Ming was holding a bottle of beer-like drink, leaning on the sofa, looking at the red lights and green wine everywhere, trying to empty his mind as much as possible.
The person he is waiting for hasn't come yet, so he's just having fun in the dark.
However, Yang Ming was always restrained, because there were many people here, all of whom were Luofeng soldiers who had just participated in the Battle of Xie Luo. They were the ones who drove "more and more" drones and completed the designated tactical tasks under the strong interference of the opponent.
If he, the commander-in-chief, was surrounded by several hot girls and pushed around, and the soldiers around him looked at him again...
That would have a very bad impact.
"Boss, don't you want to go down and play for a while?"
Lu's voice rang in Yang Ming's ears.
Yang Ming sneered: "Don't I have any dignity? If I'm recognized by the Luofeng soldiers, that would be a big joke."
"Well, having fun with the people is a good way for the commander to improve his affinity."
"Let's discuss this later," Yang Ming said, "It's fine for me to sit here for a while. Watching the beauties jumping around will make me feel very happy... The old professor's theory is really good."
In the thinking space, Lu couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead.
What should I do?
While Miss Mimily was still on the road, she managed to trick the boss into coming here, and was preparing to arrange a scene where the "Prince with the Big Butt" would come out for fun.
But the boss had no intention of going down.
According to the script drawn up by Lu, the boss should go down first, and she will arrange a few girls who meet the boss's aesthetic taste to come on stage, fully arouse the boss's interest and make him happy physically and mentally;
Then, Adwan's mind body snapped his fingers, shook his neck, and walked diagonally into the dance floor from the corner, wearing white dress pants and a red open-necked shirt.
——This is what Edwan is wearing today, and this is not the dressing suggestion given by Lu.
This atmosphere, this occasion;
When her boss' eyes met those of Edwan's mind, the music around them immediately slowed down, and two beams of light fell on their heads.
The boss shouted: Oh, Edwan.
Edwang shouted: Oh, Ming.
Isn't this done?
Not only can it help Edwan regain his mental strength, it can also minimize the possibility of the boss scolding him; the focus is on the latter.
Lu pondered for a few moments and decided that if the boss didn't want to leave, then he didn't have to. She could also ask those girls to come over and offer a toast or something to liven up the atmosphere.
Just do it.
Lu was just about to send a message to her loyal believers when a stream of information she was monitoring at all times was suddenly disturbed.
What's going on?
Lu frowned slightly, glanced towards the corner, and a picture appeared before her eyes.
A scarred warship was slowly approaching the border of the Falling Wind Alliance, with a line of large characters written on it:
[Yang Ming! I'm here to negotiate! - Revil Lasoga.]
Huh?
Didn’t the boss’s little fanboy die in battle before?
When Lu was counting the results of the battle, he saw many wreckages of ships of the Lasoga family. He didn't expect that the Earl was so lucky.
But why did he come to see his boss?
Did he figure out that the boss is the White Ghost?
Lu thought about it carefully. Logically speaking, this should be an unlikely situation. Although there were many loopholes in the boss's previous activities, she had filled each loophole. Unless Li took the initiative to announce to the world that Yang Ming of Luo Feng was the white ghost, these humans should not have enough information to prove that Yang Ming was the ghost.
Oh, that’s not right. This way of thinking is still based on mechanical thinking.
It's possible that humans are creatures that can make divergent associations.
Lu glanced at the bustling dance floor and let out a soft sigh.
It really is!
She finally mustered up the courage to confess to her boss about His Majesty Adwan, but ended up getting into such trouble.
We’ll talk about it next time.
Lu breathed a sigh of relief, visibly relieved, and sent a reminder to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming quickly exited Dark City, took off his holographic helmet, and looked at the images projected by Lu.
"Revil, you come to negotiate with me?"
Yang Ming was also a little confused, but he still chose to be cautious.
"What is this guy up to? Law, capture his ship and separate him from his men."
Lu hurriedly said, "Okay, boss."
Yang Ming murmured, "He might have been sent by the emperor, but... can the emperor have such foresight?"
"Boss, the truth will be revealed once we catch him."
"Be gentle," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Since he has already left the battlefield, he is still my friend after all."
"clear!"
…
Half a galaxy later.
Revell, who was unconscious due to electric shock, woke up in a narrow cabin. The aches all over his body made him feel terrible.
Luo Feng’s mechanical guards are too rude!
Where is he?
Revell looked around the cabin. There was only a bed and a dining table in the entire cabin, and he couldn't even tell where the cabin door was.
There were also some bread and a bag of raw lotion from some unknown animal on the dining table, which looked quite appetizing.
He didn't care about anything else and just grabbed the bread, took a few bites, and drank some animal milk, which made him feel much better.
"Count Reville."
A synthesized electronic female voice sounded from the left.
Revill quickly swallowed the food in his mouth. He guessed that he must be in a very embarrassed state now, without any elegance at all.
"I am," Revil muttered, "I want to talk to your commander Yang Ming!"
"You are our prisoner now."
"No, no, no!" Revel said immediately, "I am a messenger. I took the initiative to enter your defense circle, not to be ambushed and kidnapped by you. My crew members are still alive, right?"
"We did not abuse any prisoners. This is a requirement of the Interstellar Convention. But regarding your identity as an envoy, I'm sorry. We have not received any official communication from the Sherman Empire, and you do not have any documents to prove your identity."
"Where's my watch?"
Revil frowned and asked:
"Please return it to me! There are very important documents in it! If you open it without permission, it may lead to fatal consequences!"
The electronic female voice did not answer.
Revil shouted a few more times, but found that no one paid attention to him, so he shook his head and muttered:
"I shouldn't have taken this risk."
Then continue eating and drinking.
In the next cabin, Yang Ming looked at the watch in front of him with a puzzled look, then turned to look at the simulated projection of Lu beside him.
"Lü, what did you just say?"
"There is a letter in Revell's watch. The letter is encrypted, but it is written by Her Highness Daphne."
The lawyer spread his hands and shrugged:
“This is indeed a bit unbelievable, but the fact is that Count Reville received a message from Daphne, who pretended to be the Emperor of the Sherman Empire. This message was encrypted multiple times, and it took me half an hour to decrypt it.
“Her Highness Daphne seems to have figured out something. You can take a look at this letter. It’s specially for you, the boss, and I can guarantee that no one has seen this letter except me.
"Count Reville thought he was following the orders of the Emperor to negotiate a ceasefire between the two countries. In fact, the Emperor has begun to play ostrich, fearing that he would be blamed for the failure of the war.
"It was Daphne. Moreover, Li's behavior proves that Li approves of Daphne's way of handling the matter."
The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly.
He made a gesture, and the mechanical thinking bodies in the room quickly retreated.
Lu read the letter and it turned into lines of scrolling text.
Commander Yang Ming:
You may be confused about my intrusion. I am Daphne, a royal girl from the Sherman Empire.
I write this letter with a feeling of uneasiness in my heart.
Under the control of some brutal individuals, the Sherman Empire launched an unjust war of aggression against your country, resulting in heavy casualties among our soldiers and inflicting incalculable damage, which brought devastating disasters to hundreds of millions of families.
I tossed and turned in restlessness. Every time I closed my eyes, I could hear the sighs of the dead soldiers, and my heart was in great torment.
The Luofeng Democratic Republic was originally the Luofeng Empire, and the Luofeng Empire originated from the aristocratic family of the Sherman Empire. The surname Luofeng was originally a prominent family in the Sherman Empire, so there should be a deep friendship between our two countries.
However, since the founding of your country, my Sherman Empire has been plundering your country's wealth through the "Suzerainty" Treaty, causing some of your people to live in dire straits.
All these crimes originated from the corrupt and decadent ancestors of the Sherman family.
As a member of the Sherman family, I should not blame the elders of the family, but I am also a human being, a citizen of the Sherman Empire. Faced with the increasingly serious situation in the empire, I think I must do something for this country with a long history.
Why am I writing to you suddenly?
I can’t explain what’s wrong with me, but I feel that you are the only one who can help me, and that there may be a friendship between you and me from the past.
Affected by your previous actions, the people's dissatisfaction with the authorities in the Sherman Empire has reached its peak. Now that the empire has been defeated, internal unrest is bound to occur.
If this unrest breaks out, no matter what the final outcome is, it will eventually affect a large number of people, their lives will be affected, and their life safety will be greatly threatened.
I don't know what your specific plans are for the empire.
Perhaps, Sakaar is a new model of empire development that you are exploring, but Sakaar does not essentially propose any institutional updates.
The Empire has hundreds of billions of people. Even if the Empire enters the fast lane, this size will allow the Empire to continue its status as a powerful country for hundreds of galactic years in the future. The blood-suckers who originally relied on the people will intensify their exploitation of the people's value and create more tragedies and disasters.
If you can remember the friendship of the past;
If you remember, the people of the Empire gave you support;
If you do have a plan to make the empire better, rather than just letting it fall into civil strife and division;
Then please send me a reply letter.
I think you must have a way to contact me.
After sending this letter, I will wait quietly in the Imperial Star. There is a high probability that the gendarmerie and the noble court will arrive, but if there is any hope, I still hope to cooperate with you again.
Only by completely reforming the old system can Sherman be reborn.
Those war criminals must be held accountable for the Battle of Xie Luo.
Daphne, stay. 】
…
"My goodness," Boss Yang was a little bit incredulous, "She is testing me, right? Where did I reveal my flaws? Does Yang Ming look a lot like Hanton?"
“Behavior and temperament cannot be changed.”
Lu smiled and said:
“Her Highness Daphne took a huge risk to have Count Reville deliver the letter, and even used the Tentacle System to impersonate her own father.
“This is a crime the old emperor would never tolerate.
"What's more, if this letter falls into the hands of other members of the Sherman family, it would be an unforgivable crime of treason."
Yang Ming frowned and pondered.
He said: "Daphne is ambitious... Although it's not nice to say that about my woman, she is definitely not that kind of white lotus."
"Boss," Lu added, "White Ghost is Her Highness Daphne's greatest political asset. In a sense, Her Highness Daphne sent you a letter. In a sense, it can be said that she sensed a great danger, such as a huge civil strife within the empire and a power transition in the Sherman family. In a sense, it can also be seen that she smelled a huge political opportunity."
Yang Ming turned his chair and said with a smile, "She wants me to go back and fish in troubled waters together?"
"It doesn't necessarily mean that you have to return to the Sherman Empire in person."
Lu sat on the edge of the table, thinking carefully:
"Now, the Falling Wind Alliance is both the victor and the victim. It is at the forefront of public opinion in the human civilization of the Milky Way and is holding high the banner of anti-empire.
“Her Highness Daphne wants us to denounce the Sherman family and target them.
“This may make it easier for her to take the next step.
"She is from Director Ino's faction. Director Ino's faction and the diehards are now in a state of competition. It's hard to say who will win."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "If we had the strength to directly invade the empire, there wouldn't be so many troubles."
“Right now, this is something that is impossible to accomplish.
"The Sherman Empire suffered heavy losses this time, but they only lost their external expansion capabilities. The empire still has internal defense capabilities. They have successfully withdrawn their troops from the New Federation, and domestic military factories are trying to overcome all difficulties and resume production.
“The Skywrath Fortress and the Imperial Star, two star cannons that can make jumps near the Imperial Star Circle, are the trump cards of the Sherman Empire.
"Now the other three powers are shouting to invade Sherman and liberate Sherman, but that's just a slogan for their own pleasure. If they are asked to spend all their wealth to perish with the Sherman Empire, they will definitely not agree to it."
Lu hummed a few words:
"From this perspective, cooperating with Her Highness Daphne, asking the Sherman Empire to make substantial compensation and a public apology to the Falling Wind Alliance, and defining this war as the dying struggle of the Sherman Empire's diehards, will actually be beneficial to the future stability of the Falling Wind Alliance.
"But how to get compensation and an apology from the Sherman Empire is a test of our ability."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "This is just Daphne's perspective, Lu."
"Yes, boss."
"As long as our three plans are completed, the Empire will no longer be a threat to Luo Feng."
Yang Ming casually called for a bottle of drink, and looking at Reville yawning on the projection screen, he couldn't help laughing.
"When a whale dies, everything comes to life."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Please reply to Daphne for me. Just reply with three words."
"What?"
"knew."
"Huh?" Lu was a little surprised.
Yang Ming stretched himself and stood up: "Reville is a good guinea pig. We can use him as an example. First, send Reville to Yilanduo Star and treat him as a foreign guest. Then, arrange some hot call girls for him and create some gossip."
Lu blinked, then a look of realization appeared on his face.
"I understand, boss."
"We need a loudspeaker to speak openly to the Sherman Empire," Yang Ming said with a sly smile, "Reville came at the right time."