Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio In the capital of Arikos, the palace that was being expanded was magnificent. Ever since Prime Minister Jomir seized power, the political scene had been purged and the domestic opposition had been brutally suppressed.
With no more voices of opposition, Nyoi-Bo Studio began to indulge in extravagant enjoyment. He began to build the palace without caring for the people and plunder all kinds of rare treasures to enrich the Nyoi-Bo Studio's private treasury.
"How long will it take for the new palace to be completed?" Nyoi-Bo Studio sat lazily on the throne, his fat belly jiggling as he spoke.
"With the current progress, it will take at most two months before Your Majesty can move into the new palace," a minister replied.
"Do we still need two months? Are the people below slacking off?" Nyoi-Bo Studio was very dissatisfied with the progress. He stuffed a crystal grape into his mouth, the juice spilling out from between his teeth. A fierce expression appeared on his fat face.
"No one dares to slack off under the supervision of the King's Guard. Your Majesty, all the workers are working day and night," the minister replied.
"That's because there are too few workers. Give me more manpower. I want to move into a new palace within a month. The Nalifu royal family has been living in this old palace for too long. Some of the walls are peeling off. This is intolerable." Nalifucher stood up from his throne, his entire body shaking violently as he walked.
The minister of defense stepped forward with a troubled expression. "Your Majesty, the manpower of the people has reached its limit. If we continue to conscript, it may cause unrest or even rebellion!"
"If they dare to rebel, let the King's Guard suppress them!" Nyoi-Bo Studio said coldly.
"If that's the case, Your Majesty's palace will be built even later," the minister of defense whispered as he looked at Nyoi-Bo Studio's gloomy expression.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Nyoi-Bo Studio's small eyes flashed with impatience.
Meeting Narifucher's unfriendly eyes, the Minister of Defense wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. "General Fick, the commander of the Second Guard Legion stationed outside, may have a solution!"
Nalifucher was stunned for a moment. Although he was muddle-headed, he was definitely not stupid. Otherwise, he would not have been able to find the right opportunity to take down Prime Minister Jomir. The Second Guard Division was not under his control at all. That was a private agreement with Navy Branch 153. Clearly, the Minister of National Defense's words had a hidden meaning. He was conveying the message to Fick, or rather, to Navy Branch 153.
"What do you mean?" Narifucher's voice fell as he saw Fick stride in from outside.
"It means that we have a better solution, Your Majesty!" Having learned some manners, Fick bowed to the fat man on the stage, but he couldn't hide his ferocious aura. He looked up with a cruel smile. "The Second Guard is willing to contribute to the expansion of Ariksan's territory, Your Majesty."
"Invade other nations?" Nalifucher was stunned. He could do whatever he wanted in his own country because it was his territory, but if he invaded other nations, the world government would be unhappy.
"Your Majesty is wrong. This is called annexation. You can also call it the great revival of Ariksan." The Minister of National Defense was obviously bribed by Fick. He suggested, "Take the territories and wealth of other nations into the national treasury and turn their people into Your Majesty's people. That way, Your Majesty will become the greatest ruler in the history of Ariksan."
"More wealth, more power of the people, Your Majesty, you will have more treasures and a more brilliant palace!" The Minister of Finance also stepped forward. He had taken a huge bribe from Fick, so he had to speak up for Fick.
"The Second Guard is willing to be the vanguard to clear all obstacles for Your Majesty. I believe that in the Eastern Seas, the Second Guard will be invincible." Fick said with certainty, but he was also ruthless in his heart. I hope you know what's good for you. Otherwise, there will be a new coup in Ariksan's court!
Nalifucher thought for a while. He was a little tempted, but he still asked hesitantly, "The world government won't allow Ariksan to attack and annex other nations for no reason. How should we deal with this?"
Ariksan's journey doesn't need the world government's consent. It only needs Yarlin's consent! Fick sneered in his heart, but his face showed a sly expression. He said mockingly, "The tide of a new era has arrived. The Grand Line will fall into an unprecedented turmoil. The whole structure of the world will change, and the world government's control of the Eastern Seas will fall into an unprecedented weakness.
In fact, at this moment, no warship can enter the Eastern Seas from the Grand Line! " Fick added word by word, "We have received reliable news that the entrance to Mount Lihua has been sealed. The Eastern Seas are now completely isolated from the rest of the world."
"The Eastern Seas are isolated?!"
Nalifucher felt his scalp go numb. An inexplicable chill enveloped his body. If the world government could not control the Eastern Seas, didn't that mean that the rules of the entire Eastern Seas would be completely controlled by the Eastern Seas Navy? And Fick had the Eastern Seas 153 Branch standing behind him.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, it'll be too late to regret it, Your Majesty!" The minister of defense and finance looked at each other and said in unison.
The other ministers followed suit.
"The king of resurgence, glory and wealth will be yours, Your Majesty!" Fick grinned.
Wealth and glory, but not power!
Nalifucher squeezed out a smile and said to Fick, "General Fick, which country do you want to annex first?"
"Cook!" Fick replied.
Cook was a small country with nothing outstanding. The only special thing about it was that the island it was located on was adjacent to Mount Lihua. It was the country closest to the entrance to the Eastern Seas.
"I heard that there is an ancient palace there that has been passed down for a long time. I hope it can be preserved intact!" Nalifucher said with a smile after recognizing the situation.
"As you wish, Your Majesty. You will have the opportunity to live there." Fick grinned. He seemed to have seen the flames of war razing Cook to the ground.
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