Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Amidst the roaring salutes, the military parade came to a successful conclusion, but the emperor's words and the dangerous situation presented gave everyone a strange feeling in their hearts.

Relaxation and heaviness merged with each other, pride and sadness mixed with each other, turning into a hard sediment, weighing heavily on the shoulders of every imperial citizen.

Especially on the day when the Imperial Propaganda Department released the video materials, citizens realized how fiercely the Emperor fought with the armies of other races in the universe when the soldiers fought against the orcs on the ground, and what kind of battles were held on the Golden Throne. What a heavy responsibility He bore for mankind.

Whether it is the giant black dragon on the moon that blocks out the sky or the alien fleets hovering on the edge of Pluto, they are far beyond the limits of mortal imagination.

If they are allowed to descend on Holy Terra, how much price will the major legions have to pay to retain the fire of civilization?

People don't want to imagine that situation, they are just grateful that the Empire has the existence of the Emperor.

But life must go on, and those threats from the outside will eventually come.Whether they are civilians or soldiers, all they can do now is quietly polish the weapons and equipment in their hands, quietly waiting for the day when the country calls them.

But the human heart is always unpredictable.

In the week after the military parade, the Tribunal experienced unprecedented work intensity.

Voices of resistance to the power of the Empire have emerged in various regions of Holy Terra. Those exquisite egoists claim that they are not grateful to the Emperor. They join the Empire to enjoy a free and comfortable life, not to die for a dictator's dream. .

Such bastard words were naturally resisted by the whole society. The Emperor had made it very clear that the war would not stop because one party gave up resistance, and compliance would only lead to more and more unscrupulous aggression and plunder.

What's more, these people's remarks not only trample on the emperor's love for the people, but also insult the soldiers who are fighting on the front line of the battlefield!

As a result, such a strange phenomenon appeared in the empire. Often before the Inquisition arrived at the scene through phantom migration, those guys who were only thinking about how to make benefits for themselves were already under the supervision of local residents and priests. , ushered in their trial.

Without exception, death by fire.

This forced the presiding judge Alastor Moody to issue a statement overnight, saying that although there was nothing inherently wrong with this behavior, everything must be carried out in accordance with legal procedures. Those who abuse lynching will also be severely punished, and even future generations will He was permanently disqualified from joining the military and politics.

Immediately after this statement, almost all lynchings disappeared.

The reactionaries with bruised noses, swollen faces, severed hands and feet, and "natural loss of teeth" were all tightly tied up by the angry and restrained people and turned to the local public security bureau.

This is not because citizens are worried that they will be punished, but because they are worried that their children will not be able to join the Imperial Army.

To be able to turn into a loyal soul and always follow such a great and far-sighted leader who single-handedly led the rise of the empire is such a supreme honor that it is hard to refuse.

The children's words are often even more touching: "If I die chanting the emperor's name, the emperor can take me to see my parents."

The bitterness in these words made the citizens of the empire feel fierce in their hearts. Everyone worked hard at their job and vowed to let the aliens and evil gods from the outside have a taste of the iron fist of the people.

What pushed this social trend to its peak was Malenia Messiah, the Emperor's sister, who appeared and delivered a brief speech.

"He watches each of you," she said.

These words seemed to press an invisible accelerator button, and the machine called the Empire began to run at full power and overclocking. The mountains fell in front of the super-heavy industrial machines driven by the machine soul, and the desert turned into ashes under the dual management of magic and science. Fertile farmland, wide and straight ultra-high-speed railways connect various cities.

Under the tremendous pressure from the outside world, and under the supervision of the empire's strict laws, mankind has achieved unprecedented racial integration, and they all point their finger at the nine heavens away, rather than each other's backs.

This was a miracle that even Ohm had not expected, but everything was completely consistent with the speculation he had made.

Humans, the most creative species on earth, have made cannibalism part of their genes.

But whenever a powerful alien race tries to intervene in the internal conflicts of human beings, the humans who are originally trapped in a life-or-death situation will unexpectedly twist into a long whip made of steel wire, vowing to whip the stretched out claws until the skin is broken and the flesh is bloody.

However, excessive tightness will cause the steel wires inside the whip to break due to stress. Once the accumulated internal problems break out, they will be irreversible. At that time, they will only be broken into a pile of iron shavings, without any lethality or cohesion.

Ohm knows very well that he is the pressure valve that adjusts the internal and external pressure. He must carefully adjust the internal and external disputes like walking a tightrope, deflate and pressurize in a timely manner, so as to keep the internal environment in a harmonious state.

As for the consequences of not being able to walk the tightrope... just look at the former Soviet Union.

"Father."

Manus knocked on the door of the office and said to Ohm, who was approving government affairs and amending laws at such a high speed that his hands left countless afterimages in the air, "Lords of Bronze and Fire, Norton and Constantine Waldo. And the King of Ocean and Water, Apas. Hope to meet you in person to demonstrate their loyalty to the Empire."

Ohm snorted from his nose and didn't even stop reviewing the motion document in his hand: "Bring them in."

Seeing his father agree, Manus immediately bowed and left.Not long after, Norton walked into the office with Constantine, who was more than twice his height, followed by a tall, brown-skinned curly-haired woman.

The simple to almost crude environment in the office made Norton slightly stunned. He thought he would be taken to a magnificent hall, and the emperor would sit on a golden throne that was taller than a mountain, looking at him with cold eyes. Look at yourself and your group.

Instead of living in a small room of less than [-] square meters like this now, the body that is more than three feet tall is curled up behind a desk without any decoration and comfort, like a young social animal who is chasing a deadline.

"A bigger and more gorgeous office will not make a qualitative difference in work efficiency, Norton."

Ohm temporarily put down the quill in his hand, straightened up on the hard oak chair, crossed his hands on the table, and looked calmly at the somewhat frightened King of Bronze and Fire: "Tell me, you There are at least three sentences to say.”