From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

Chapter 188: Ursus

Saint Stewart Castle

Brilliant Palace

In the office where the portraits of successive Ursus emperors hang on the wall, the hardworking new Ursus emperor, Fyodor Vladimirovich, is working diligently.

Because the predecessor, the predecessor, and even the previous emperors of Ursus were all militant fighters who fought wars all over the country, Ursus is more like a chariot of flesh and blood than a country.

When it rumbles into action, the country is able to maintain its vitality by plundering resources from other countries or consuming its own population.

Although Ursus gained vast territories as a result, the long-term war brought about the decline of people's livelihood, which inevitably led to the country's decline.

To this end, Fyodor, the newly crowned Emperor of Ursus, ambitiously wanted to restart Ursus's declining economic system and save this declining country by stopping foreign aggression, weakening the old military aristocracy, and supporting a new generation of commercial systems.

But unfortunately, the power held by the old aristocracy was beyond his imagination. His plan to improve the situation of the infected and win over the infected came to nothing under the overwhelming pressure, and the reform seemed to have reached a deadlock.

Fortunately, Fyodor is young and strong. He has enough energy to compete with the old nobles, and he has enough motivation to plan the future of Ursus.

Of course...if there is a future

Drip!

Fyodor looked up and saw a small instrument on his desk flashing a rapid red light. This was a device that could only be activated when urgent intelligence was involved. He had never seen this thing light up since he took office.

Stopping what he was doing, Fyodor activated the instrument and a document was quickly spit out.

"Hmm... from... intelligence agencies... the convention center in the Maxte district of Colombia's core capital was attacked. Colombian military and political leaders were holding a meeting there at the time. It's highly likely that no one survived..."

Fyodor was a little puzzled, because he advocated stopping the war, so this kind of intelligence from other countries should be classified and summarized, and then served to him during afternoon tea.

Did someone make a mistake, or do the war hawks want to do something again?

With doubts in his heart, Fyodor continued to read.

"...a large-scale visual anomaly appeared at the attack site, characterized by... [Country]????"

The sound could not be controlled but became louder. Fyodor's eyes widened and his hand holding the intelligence trembled constantly, causing a corner of the information to be wrinkled.

This intelligence was accompanied by a photocopy of a newspaper, which seemed to report the news more clearly and accurately. The newspaper also used high-precision color printing, striving to restore the real-time images of the first scene.

Even so, the photo that takes up half of the page has a strange sense of distortion, and the dense noise makes people feel physically uncomfortable, and the overall look is very blurry.

But it was precisely this that made Fyodor's breathing become even more rapid.

内卫

Ursus relied on Sami's special technology to incorporate demonic fragments into human bodies, creating a hybrid elite. When their lives came to an end, the demonic fragments representing the essence of chaos and reality had an annihilation effect, eventually creating a black domain that destroyed everything. This domain was called the [Realm].

The most notable feature of this area, which is caused by the influence of evil forces, is that it cannot be effectively captured by electronic equipment, and the photos taken often have a dazed and confused feeling.

But looking at this photo of Colombia, Fyodor couldn't find any flaws.

But a home guard going to Colombia to carry out a terrorist attack? It sounds a bit too absurd.

"Witt... come here for a moment."

Fyodor was undecided and planned to call his trusted Imperial Parliament Speaker Witte to discuss the matter.

But the next moment, Fyodor saw Speaker Witte, who was supposed to be a gentleman, running into the office in a panic with a report.

Witte, who was able to mediate the conflict between the new generation of nobles and the old military nobles, and assisted Fyodor in handling government affairs with ease, seemed to be completely panicked. He slammed the report in his hand on the desk breathlessly and very rudely.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened."

Witt gasped and pointed at the report on his desk.

"Brother...Colombia declared war on...on us, accusing us of carrying out terrorist attacks."

Fyodor didn't bother to blame Witt for being rude, and quickly took the report in his hand. The report showed that the Colombian president, with only half of his body left, was holding up the left half of his wing with scattered mechanical feathers, as if he was taking an oath, or as if he was expressing indignation.

The report is not long. The general meaning is that Colombia strongly condemns Ursus's unscrupulous act of sending elite agents to assassinate Colombian military and political leaders. President Mark Max vowed to seek justice for the military and political personnel who died in this terrorist attack.

The following is additional intelligence from the Ursus Intelligence Department: the whereabouts of high-speed warships in several military regions of Colombia are unknown, and the request is made to Fort Saint-Etienne to raise the border alert level.

"Who is slandering the Ursus Empire? Who is it..."

Fyodor slammed the table angrily, as if he wanted to sweep everything off the table, but he saw in the corner of his eye that an internal guard had appeared there at some point.

"Regarding this matter... I also have something to report to His Majesty..."

The inner guard's voice sounded strange and hoarse through the helmet. It stepped forward silently and saluted Feodor respectfully.

Fyodor controlled his anger and nodded to the inner guard: "...Go ahead."

"After receiving this news, I counted the number of internal guards... Five internal guards have lost contact and are nowhere to be found."

Bang!

Fyodor couldn't hold it in any longer, and turned into a desk cleaning master, sweeping everything on his desk to the floor, breathing heavily.

"Five? Five!!! How many internal guards are there? Five are missing, and you..."

Feodor, who wanted to scold the interior defender, was speechless for a moment and sat back in his seat dejectedly.

"So you're saying it's possible that we were behind the attack in Colombia?"

"The Inner Guards were made using Holy Fool technology. Considering that demons usually haunt the ice plains, it would be difficult for the Terran nations to replicate them."

The internal guard who came to report the situation to Feodor was obviously a little overwhelmed, but because the internal guard needed stable emotions to fight against the evil fragments in the body, it tried hard to control its emotional fluctuations.

The selection and recruitment of internal guards is extremely difficult. The Ursus Empire has been stumbling for so many years, and now has only a little over a hundred internal guards. Suddenly losing five of them is already a serious blow.

"...So, the inner guards, who should have been absolutely loyal to me, the Emperor of Ursus, chose to support the war faction and the old nobility, and carried out a terrorist attack in Colombia, just to drag the empire into the quagmire of war again?"

Fyodor's face was distorted.

He knew that many people opposed him because of the reforms, which was normal because he harmed the interests of many people.

He could tolerate open opposition from the nobles and even assassination attempts.

But Fyodor could not understand what was the point of the war faction's behavior, which would drag Ursus into the quagmire and even cause the declining giant Ursus to die completely.

"Tell me the truth, how many of the Internal Guards support me and are willing to obey my orders?"

"...64..."

Feodor stared at the inner guard in front of him. Faced with the murderous gaze of the young emperor, the inner guard finally chose to lower his head and uttered a number in a dull voice.

"Great, at least there's still half..."

Hearing this number, Fyodor subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. At least there were still people supporting him, and he still had the power to fight against the pro-war old aristocrats.

He adjusted his breathing and looked at the internal guards and Speaker Witte.

"It's too late to explain to Colombia. Let the army move, but exercise restraint."

Fyodor pointed at the inner guard.

"You, thoroughly investigate this matter. I want the heads of those responsible, no matter who they are, even if they are the Duke! I want them dead!"

It has to be said that the Internal Guards saw in Feodor a trace of the wise and brave emperors of all generations of Ursus.

Although Fyodor was often criticized for his gentle nature, it now seemed that he also had the drive to kill decisively.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The inner guards half-knelt in salute, presenting a scene of a wise king and loyal subjects.

pity...

Ding ding !!!

The urgent prompt sounded, completely destroying the atmosphere. Fyodor frowned as he looked at the device responsible for emergency communication.

"Could it be that Colombia has already attacked?"

Only the emperor has the authority to use this instrument. Witt and the inner guards watched as Fyodor activated the instrument, and several documents were continuously spit out.

"!!!"

After just reading the first one, Fyodor's eyes widened as if he couldn't breathe, the veins on his head popped out, and he fell straight onto the chair.

"Kosice!!!"

With a roar, Fyodor fainted from anger.

In the emergency, the Internal Guards were responsible for maintaining order and sealing off the Splendid Palace. Witte called for the court physician for rescue, and completely ignored the document that fell from Feodor's hands.

It's clearly written on it.

[Yan Country claims that Grand Duke Ursakosice attacked Longmen twenty years ago and took the opportunity to abduct a young Yan princess named Tallulah.

The new Supreme True Dragon of Yan Nation demands an explanation from Ursus, but even as this message is being relayed, Yan Nation is already showing signs of large-scale military mobilization. Saint Jun Castle is requested to decide on a response as soon as possible.

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Chapter 189: Frightened Kashena

“…Colombia…[Country]…”

Kasheina looked at the information in her hand with a subtle tone.

"Could it be that I misunderstood the 'Black Snake' on the tundra? It saw that the Yan Kingdom was too powerful to be dealt with, so it terminated its plan and sent the internal guards to Columbia to wait for an opportunity to strike?"

Compared with old powers like Yan Country, although Colombia has developed rapidly under the leadership of their so-called president, it still lacks the foundation compared with the core circle powers. Now that its military has been wiped out by the [Country], it is indeed a good target for Ursus to seize rice.

While Kashena was still pondering her true thoughts, she heard messy footsteps outside the house and several snakes rushed in together.

"My Lord, Casimir has an urgent message!"

"Sir, urgent report from Yanguo!"

"grown ups…"

Kashena was lying on her side on the chair. Shelin suddenly shouted a few times, almost making her fall off the chair. However, since Shelin showed panic, she didn't want to punish him and quickly took the urgent report from Shelin's hand.

"Tallulah...Princess? How could it be..."

When Kashena saw the inquiry document from Yan State, her originally relaxed expression immediately became a little out of control.