The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

As Isabella finished her words, the heavy mood of everyone present couldn't help but ease a lot. The positive and optimistic attitude she displayed was very contagious, which affected almost everyone.

In addition, Her Majesty the Queen did not stay in the palace in Garnate, but came to the front line in person. This move was of course accompanied by huge risks, which made many people worried. But at the same time, it also made them excited. After all, Her Majesty the Queen was willing to take risks to come to the front line, and her determination was beyond words, which was enough to inspire any frontline personnel.

"Your Majesty...you..."

At this time, James was so excited that his voice was trembling. He looked at Isabella with fiery eyes, who was standing straight and dazzling. He wanted to agree with her, but for a moment he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Dolphin on the side glanced at James and curled his lips. Admiral Egan also noticed his nephew's misconduct and coughed lightly to remind him not to overstep his authority.

James turned a deaf ear to it, swallowed his saliva and said, "Your Majesty, I will firmly support any order you give!"

"I swear on my life that I will protect your safety!" As he said this, he even raised one hand and swore in front of a group of people.

This action inevitably attracted a lot of attention. Admiral Egen in the crowd lowered his head slightly, feeling his face getting a little hot.

Isabella pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, General James."

"Sit down."

James then sat down excitedly, while Isabella leaned forward, supported her hands on the table, restrained her warm smile, and said in a slightly serious tone:

"But compared to my own safety, I hope you can pay more attention to the safety of ordinary people."

"There are millions of people living in our three major ports alone, and large cities are built one after another in the coastal areas, so I must warn you."

She paused and said with a sullen face:

"We must not rashly engage in a fierce conflict with Yan Country at this time. I don't want to see the war spread to our borders."

Eddington, who was listening quietly, nodded his head and looked at Isabella with satisfaction, thinking that it was an extremely correct decision to firmly support her to ascend the throne.

Even today, when the country is strong and has been the overlord of the Leon continent for many years, it is not a wise decision to easily put the homeland into war.

So he agreed, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After the voice fell, Isabella turned to look at Eddington and nodded to him. Admiral Neville, who was sitting in the chair following Eddington, said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, I completely agree with your idea."

"But I still have to emphasize one fact to you. Now it is Yan Country that is provoking first. It is even possible that they will develop this military exercise into an act of aggression. If that happens..."

Neville clenched the scepter in his hand and continued with a gloomy face: "War will be inevitable, and even... we must prepare for a full-scale war now."

Isabella did not refute this, but nodded and said, "Yes, General Neville."

"As much as I hate to see war come to our country, we still have to prepare for it."

"On the way to Port Pulton, I have sent letters to Figus II and Grand Duke Saint Easter respectively. If a more intense conflict really breaks out, then..."

At this point, Isabella changed the subject: "Of course, I don't want to see things develop into such a bad situation."

"So, if Yan Country is just conducting a naval exercise now, then we should patiently wait for them to finish the exercise."

"During the military exercise in Yan Country, we must not do anything that may cause conflict. All your troops, especially the navy..."

She looked at Eddington with a serious expression: "Don't enter the Yan people's exercise range to avoid accidental injuries."

This statement obviously had some humiliating connotations, but Eddington, who was clear-headed and had seen many ups and downs, still solemnly agreed: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Based on the current situation, I will restrain the maritime forces."

Isabella hummed and looked at Neville again.

Neville had a complicated expression. He sighed in his heart and said:

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

"Until you issue new orders, our troops will not make any abrupt moves."

Isabella looked around at everyone. Both the officers sitting at the conference table and those who were listening nodded in approval.

"Okay, then we have... reached a consensus." Isabella crossed her arms, pursed her lips and blinked.

"Yes! Your Majesty!" James shouted along with the crowd.

The meeting is now over.

-

7:30 p.m.

Admiral Neville arrived at the door of the office at the end of the third floor of the Maritime Administration as promised.

After knocking on the door, as the door opened, the figure of Admiral Eddington appeared in Neville's sight.

"Good evening, sir," Eddington greeted calmly, making way for him to enter.

"Good evening," Neville replied with a gloomy expression, and just as he took a step forward and looked into the office, the clear greeting sounded again.

"Good evening, General Neville."

"You look much better than in the afternoon." Isabella, sitting at the desk, tilted her fair face up, looked at the door, and said to Neville with a smile.

Neville's gloomy expression relaxed instantly, he even chuckled, took off his hat and knelt down to salute Isabella.

"You look well, too. Did you get enough rest, Your Majesty?" After paying his respects, Neville slowly stood up and greeted Isabella in a gentle voice.

Unlike in the afternoon, Isabella was not wearing the wide-brimmed hat that half-covered her face. Her hair was simply tied up, and she was not wearing a coat. She was only wearing a plain white chiffon ruffled shirt. Although it was long-sleeved, the cuffs were rolled up to the forearm joints, revealing a pair of white forearms.

There were no ornaments on her slender hands, and even on her clothes there was only a sun brooch. Although it lost some of its brilliance, it made her look more simple and capable.

At this time, Eddington folded his arms and said:

"Well... Your Majesty hasn't rested yet. He just finished dinner."

"Dinner time is rest time, and the fact that I look good is proof of that." Isabella still had a bright smile on her face as she stood up and said.

Neville nodded, glanced at Eddington, then looked at Isabella and said, "Your Majesty, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Seeing Neville asking, Isabella picked up the letter on the table and said lightly:

"Saint Easter has sent me several letters in succession."

"You know, the military exercises of the Yan people not only involved our territorial waters, but also theirs."

"Saint Easter is very unhappy... and wants to launch countermeasures." Isabella shook her head and chuckled at this.

After laughing, she threw the letter in her hand onto the table, and her expression suddenly became stern.