MTL - The Sword of Galaxy-~ chapter 70

——The next day, the Great Hall of the Parliament of the Union.

A huge auditorium covering an area of ​​tens of square kilometers is suspended in the air like a rainbow, and the two ends are supported by a circular elevator that stands upright. The entire building is composed of countless clouds, as the sun sets, it reflects the dazzling light from different angles, like a bridge of gods across the sky in myth.

There are several battleships parked above the auditorium, and more than one hundred Dark Star Hall dragons continue to circle around the building. The small shuttles that are used by VIPs and the media are like birds, constantly flying into the elevator from the entrance and rising into the indoor apron below the auditorium.

The underwear in the auditorium hall was full of vocals, almost all non-imperialist powers, independent galaxies and diplomatic missions of the country came-if you look closely, even a few imperial celebrities are mixed in, and they wait in a low-key corner to wait With.

Today is the day when the government in exile officially announces its cooperation with Dark Star Church.

Dark Star Hall, this distant star power that almost swallowed half of the galaxy, has been completely forgotten in a long time, and even many imperial admirals do not remember its name. Today, however, they will receive political recognition for the first time to assist the emergence of alliances and resistance to democracy, once again reaching out to the Milky Way to divide power.

This is bound to cause uproar in the whole universe, but this is not the point.

Many people present today are for another news.

Although the news has not been acknowledged by the Alliance, although the Empire has not expressed any opinions on this, all signs indicate that this rumor may not be just rumor--

Celia is back.

Fifty years ago, the commander of the alliance who killed Red Saturn, the glorious legion's supreme spiritual symbol, and the empire's recognized invincible generation of military gods, Gavin Silia, came back to life.

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Auditorium top floor.

Speaker Markas hurried through the corridor, high-end leather shoes snoring on the shiny ground, and Admiral Abel turned his head back: "Speaker."

"What did you ask me to do? What does Marshal want to talk to me about? You and I know it's just a copy!"

Abel didn't answer, and Markus looked at the watch impatiently: "Tell you I have only a few minutes. You better not get rid of mystery. The old guy Consentlin will come to me right away-"

"He didn't play tricks," a familiar voice suddenly came from behind Marcus, faintly: "It is indeed I want to talk to you, Dear Speaker Marcas."

Markas turned his head, and suddenly the whole person was stiff.

In the empty corridor, a young man in a white military uniform leaned on the corner, his hands in his pockets at will. Yu Hui sprinkled under his feet through the floor-to-ceiling window, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, but the slight smile at the corner of his mouth was extremely clear and familiar.

"No, it's impossible ..." Marcas stunned and stammered. "You're dead, you, you're dead--"

"You know I don't."

"But you can't--"

"Nothing is impossible, the fact is that I did it." Celia seemed to be very interesting, and asked with a slight smile: "Are you going to meet Douglas Conceitlin now, Speaker Marcus?"

The two words of the speaker seemed to be very meaningful. Markas was buzzing in his head, and shivered subconsciously, looking back to Eber for help.

Aiboer could not see anything heavy, blocking the way like a tower.

Yes, the gang's people and Silia are all in the same mind ... but why did he subdue Abel so quickly? Does he have a plan long ago? No, this is simply unbelievable and ridiculous ... wait, since he can be resurrected, it means that the military has been prepared for a long time. Has the military secretly left the parliament to form an unknown force? ...

Marcus's thinking was almost chaotic. He just felt fear rising from his heart. Half of his hand pressed his palm with his hand, and forced a twisted smile: "This is not right? We will hold a press conference today. The whole universe announces that you are back— "

"It's not good for you at all, Mr. Speaker," Silia yelled. "The Conseterlin family wants to use me to counterattack the empire, but your biggest wish is to make peace with the empire?"

——Although this is a public secret in the parliament, being broken by a word still makes Markas a little embarrassed: "I and I don't think so. The Confederation is the obligation and responsibility of every citizen. As the Speaker, I always take this Xiang's mission was firmly in his mind ... "His voice became smaller and smaller in Celia's eyes, and eventually turned into a cricket.

But Celia's next sentence brought his heart to his throat: "Don't worry, Speaker, I'm on your side."

Markas almost felt that his ears were wrong:

"what do you mean?!"

"literal meaning."

"but you……"

"I agree to make peace with the empire, in fact I came for this."

Markus shook his head blankly, and looked at Celia and Abel with incredible eyes, as if trying to find a trace of jokes, but ultimately failed. He opened his mouth and closed it, and for a long while he barely squeezed a voice from his throat: "No ... impossible, anyone in this world can possibly make peace with the empire, but you-only you cannot-"

"At this moment, Speaker Marcus." Silia interrupted his confusing whisper, and his calm voice echoed in the corridor, appearing clear and cold.

"The alliance ’s biggest crisis now is not the Empire, but the Dark Star Hall. Of course, this is from my point of view. If you look at it from your perspective, the most urgent task is to completely eliminate the Consettelin family. The support of the Star Church and the war against the empire, your power and status as lord and faction will be immediately suspended, and since then become the puppet of Douglas Conceitlin. "

"... I'm sloppy now too," Marcus whispered with anger and unwillingness.

"The problem is that now Douglas has no reason to completely oust you from the office, because the people of the Alliance do not support him, they will always remember that he was the speaker who surrendered with the Alliance." Siliaton paused, and the front spoke: "-but one It is not necessary to start a war. Douglas, the main battle faction with the support of Dark Star Church, will quickly refresh his position in the hearts of the people. By then, he will have the qualifications, the popularity, and the deep political foundation of Conseterin for hundreds of years. How will you be here? "

-These words are very inflammatory, and accurately grasp the weakness of Marcus.

Silia's political talent is average, mainly reflected in that he does more than said, and can't compare with sharp-speaking professional politicians. But this does not mean that Celia would not say it at all. When he surrendered to Dark Star Hall four hundred years ago as a marshal, almost no one believed that he was not a liar. Yunes still urged to kill him in front of the elders. But in the end he was persuaded one by one with his tongue.

At that time he could persuade the cunning Dark Star elder, and now he can persuade the speaker Speaker Marcus.

There was a quiet moment in the hallway, and I really only heard Marcus slowly say, "I agree with you, but ... how can you help me?"

Silia stepped out of the shadows and stood in front of Markas, her eyes with great oppressive power.

"——I'm not helping you, but I'm helping myself."

"You want to be the true speaker, and I don't want to be a puppet controlled by the Consettelin family. The old scorners between Douglas Consettelin and me are well known, and Dark Star Church is with me There is a common hatred-just imagine that if they control the parliament, you will at best resign and leave, and I still have a way to go? "

-This is almost impeccable.

Markus's eyes flashed.

Yeah, Silia was the one who sealed Dark Star Church into the five-dimensional space by himself. He was the one who had battled Douglas for hundreds of years on behalf of the military, especially he killed Red Saturn fifty years ago, thanks to Douglas, etc. Human betrayal ... he should be more despised than me about the Consettelin family in power!

In particular, the parliament now falls under the control of Dark Star Church. Except for the empire, the galaxy can no longer find the fourth party forces that can compete with Dark Star Church. Celia certainly knows that if his status is due to the empire, how could the high-ranking empires from the Guards be treated with contempt? And if he wants to find someone in Parliament who can negotiate with the Empire, who else can he find besides me?

"It's all based on the Alliance not fighting the empire." Silia knew Marcus at a glance and turned the word forward: "——Today the parliament will announce and secretly Xingtang joined forces to attack the Serpent Galaxy. As soon as this news came out, you completely cut off the possibility of reconciling with the empire. When Dark Xingtang led the Alliance army to blast the first shot at the empire, your speaker was also over ... "

Marcus blurted out, "But how can I stop them?"

Silia ticked slightly, and seemed to have expected him to ask, "You just need to do what I say."

Marcus had been fully spoken at this time, but the indecision in his nature still made him hesitate to speak. This is also in line with his personality. If it was not because of his weak heart and good control, the Conseterlin family would not have promoted him to be the puppet speaker.

The hesitation of just ten seconds was as long as the centuries. After Eber's face changed behind him, his fists clenched tightly, and his whole body was exhausted to barely restrain himself from making a sound.

Silia was very calm, with no expression on her face.

"... I don't know," Marcus finally whispered after a long time, "I don't know ... why should I believe you?"

Silia froze, took out the red gold dagger from her waist, and made a stroke on the back of her hand.

The blood rushed out immediately, and the peculiar sweetness of omega pheromones also volatilized. Marcaston froze, but was then taken a half step back by the extremely powerful and exceptionally exclusive alpha breath in the pheromone, and even his voice changed in panic: "What is this, mark? This who is it?!"

"Seth Heinrich." Silia said lightly, his eyes remained calm and unchanged: "——The specific situation will be explained later, but now, you should believe me."

·

After Speaker Marcus left in despair, Silia stood still, slowly licking the blood from his arm.

At that moment the hair on his forehead covered his eyes, and the red blood stained on the corners of his lips, compared with the pale white cheeks, had a thrilling sharpness.

Aibel stood on the side and stared at it, countless words were stuck in his throat, and he dared not say anything. Only a moment later, a voice came out of his throat: "You ... are you kidding? Actually ..."

Silia raised his hand and interrupted him, "I don't want to mention this."

Abel was speechless for a moment. Celia has a lot of power. He didn't dare to ask questions. After a moment of hesitation, his thinking turned to the other side: "Will Marcus do what you planned?"

"meeting."

"So ... are we really going to make peace with the empire?"

At this time, the press conference in the auditorium downstairs has begun. The two of them went down the corridor and listened only to Silia's voice. "What do you say?"

This Ebel is also difficult to say, but he secretly felt that Silia's persuasion was justified. At the time when the alliance had just surrendered, everyone in the military was thinking about counterattack the empire, revenge and resentment, and it was pure fate. But now the alliance government has been in exile between the galaxies for 50 years, the population has plummeted and the economy has declined, and the words revenge are a little lacking in spirit—otherwise, even if it is really a war, what do you want to do? What about the emperor's fight against others?

"Reconcile, it's not impossible ..." Aibel glanced at Silia's face, and the words got stuck in his throat.

"-'No, it's not.'" Silia repeated the words, coldly: "No, absolutely."

The tone of this remark was not overstated, and Abel immediately hesitated.

"Only when the strengths of the two sides are equal, or if one side is particularly difficult to fight, can they take a step back and sit down to negotiate peace. At present, the alliance cannot afford a decent army. There is no value for peace to the empire. We will be killed by each other as soon as we sit down. "

Abel couldn't help but want to refute, and was interrupted mercilessly by Silia: "Even if the empire agrees with political considerations, it is not a good thing for us. At present, the government of the alliance is chaotic and floating. Internal invasion, the entire coalition government will be subverted in an instant, and the consequences will be even more unimaginable! "

"But you promised Marcas to negotiate ..."

"It's limited to confronting Dark Star Church. The others lie to him." Silia frowned and asked, "I won't even take you seriously, right?"

Abel's mouth twitched for a long while and couldn't say a word.

·

According to the original plan of the parliament, the background of the auditorium has been heavily monitored by the gendarmerie. The "Test Subject" will wait quietly here until the curtain is opened and the lights are on, and it will appear like a string puppet in the spotlight.

Then the news of Celia's resurrection spread throughout the universe. The empire heard a shock, and the alliance ’s popularity rose. The first gun against the dictatorship successfully started in the Serpent Galaxy ...

——If it wasn't for the experimental body suddenly becoming himself, this should be a perfect political show.

Silia opened the door behind the backstage, and at first glance, saw a dozen gendarmerie **** and thrown by the wall. Kaleyan stood in the middle of the "kaka" toggle knuckles and looked back with a smug expression: "All That's it, Marshal, what do you say? "

"..." Silia was silent for a moment. "Tell your aides, hard work."

"Hey, this is really what I did! How could you say that, Marshal! You don't even believe me! ..."

Calleyan's ears were red, Silia didn't even hear it, went to the comatose gendarmerie, picked up a helmet, and looked back and forth in his hands. I saw that the helmet was very thick and heavy, electrodes were connected to the temples on both sides, and the metal probe was three or four inches long. Silia held it up and waved to Calle: "Do you know what this does? "

"I--I'm a Lieutenant General! Don't look down on people so much! ... Isn't it used to control the test subject?"

Silia nodded. "Dark Star Technology."

This thing is used to stimulate the human brain, enter the preset program to control the test subject. The Consettelin family used Edna's intelligence to think that the really resurrected Celia had disappeared in the Mecha League, and the digging out of the star was just an unthinking body, so they could only use the Dark Star Hall. The technology makes the test body look real at the press conference.

Celia threw the helmet into Kaleyan's arms, walked through the backstage and headed for the side door. Kaleyan took two steps subconsciously and asked, "Are you really ready to make an appearance?"

Siliaton paused and opened the side door to the back of the room. The heated speech at the front desk immediately passed through the thick curtain, echoing in a silent background, and it was faintly audible to Douglas Conceitlin's voice: "The coalition government will never give up the glorious cause! ... Empire's independence | tailoring Will come to an end ... "

The light from the gap in the curtain reflected on Silia's face, and when he saw the corner of his mouth slightly twitched, it seemed to smile:

"A show that hasn't ended in half a century, of course, it will be unveiled."

He entered the passage and closed the door with his backhand.

There is only one curtain between this corridor and the hall. Through the gap, you can see that the venue is full of VIPs.

The alliance has fallen to such a degree, but this conference still has many independent galaxies sent diplomatic missions to participate-the so-called independent galaxy, under normal circumstances neither subordinate to the empire, nor dependent on the alliance, but the empire and the alliance's The struggle between forces is closely related to them. Once the two sides go to war, they will become an important third-party force in the galaxy.

There were several dark star warriors standing around the VIP seat. The formation seemed to be loose, but all eyes were fixed on the movement in the field.

Celia's eyes swept across the conference hall, and it turned out that it was not unexpected that neither Osrod nor his men appeared. And Yunes was in a black armor and black robe, his face was cold and pale, and he sat behind the podium without expression, like a heavy shadow behind Douglas Conceitlin.

——Dark Star Hall's name is really unknown. This has to be replaced hundreds of years ago, not to mention the same room with so many black armored warriors, as long as the name of Dark Star Hall is released, this group can be scattered.

"... Even if it has been repeatedly hit, the Alliance has not given up its blood on the road to democracy, and has worked hard for 50 years ... to uphold the most fundamental freedoms and rights of humankind, and has been supported and encouraged by people from all walks of the galaxy ..."

Douglas Conceitlin's voice came from the platform, and the gray-haired old man raised his hand suddenly into the air:

"Fifty years ago, the Legion of Light was attacked by the Empire shamelessly, but unfortunately lost to the Serpent Galaxy Red Saturn! Now half a century has passed, and that shame has always been kept in mind in the hearts of every Union citizen, and we will never forget our own Homeland! Our homeland! We take the Confederation as our life-long faith, and we swear to fight to the end forever! ... "

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and the whole hall shook loudly.

Silia stood behind the curtain and watched quietly, and said for a moment: "Griffon."

The Griffin flew into his ear as a gold buckle, and a few seconds later the green light at the interface lit up: "I heard from your Majesty, Your Majesty has led the Ninth Fleet across the last jump gate."

Celia nodded slightly.

At the same time, on the podium, Douglas waved a hand and exclaimed: "I represent the Alliance today, and I want to announce two important news to you!"

"First, the Dark Star government from the distant galaxy will form an ally with us to jointly fight against the anti-civilization and anti-human empire rule!"

The applause weakened for a few seconds, and many people in the audience looked at each other, and the same question came out: What is the Dark Star government?

Yunes watched them coldly, scorning through his snake-like pupils.

"Second," Douglaston paused, suddenly raising his voice:

"——Marshal Gavin Silia, who disappeared from Red Saturn 50 years ago, has finally returned to the Alliance recently, and returned to his century-long struggle for human democracy!"

"Allied soldiers scattered throughout the universe, in the name of Marshal Silia, once again take up their guns and fight for the Alliance!"

——As the last word came down, the curtain slowly opened, and Silia, wearing a white military uniform and a gold badge on her chest, was finally exposed to everyone's eyes.

There was a deadly silence in the venue at the moment--

Immediately after, like a pot of water splashed into the oil, the entire venue burst instantly!

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