Ig Empire, Royal Palace, Donald Office.
If Netizens people see his office, they will be surprised to find that his office is full of modernity, somewhat similar to the presidential office in the White House.
A retro wooden table with some buttons on it, and priceless magic equipment hung on the surrounding walls.
Jewelry, armor, weapons, everything is available.
Not only that, there are also some valuable oil paintings, statues, a world map, and a card on the wall right above the world map.
These cards are all eight-star cards, the lowest ones are epic.
The value of this office alone even exceeds that of some small countries. This is the foundation of the world's first empire.
Donald·Truang likes Coke very much. He specially installed a mechanical device for his Coke. As long as he presses a button, Coke will be delivered.
However, he has not drank Coke for several days, and all he has been drinking these days is wine.
Donald did not sit on the chair, but leaned against the wall.
I saw vodka scattered everywhere on the floor, and the pungent smell of alcohol spread in his office.
Donald is still holding a bottle of vodka in his hand, pouring it into his mouth.
Ig Empire does not drink this kind of wine. This kind of wine is relatively strong and only Presia likes to drink it in cold places.
This kind of wine is also relatively cheap and does not meet the identity of Donald.
"Orsay, you died, it was a good death, you died well... You said that I should be happy that you are dead. Why are you so lonely all of a sudden? Do you know that I haven't attended an international conference for several days..." Donald picked up the wine bottle and took another sip.
"International conferences without you are so boring..."
"I thought that there would be a wonderful war and game in the future. I would completely defeat you and let my country trample all the countries under my feet."
"But, but, you are dead, you coward, you died just to hide from me..."
"Puppet Stone, you really are yours. You really dare to lie to me."
Speaking of this, Donald couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, that's great... there is one less powerful enemy."
Dong Dong Dong...
At this moment, there was a fierce knock on the door.
"Who!"
Donald shouted angrily, and the wine bottle in his hand hit the wall next to the door and exploded.
Squeak.
I saw that the door was pushed open forcefully.
Seeing the visitor, Donald sobered up a bit from his wine.
"So it's you, old friend. Do you want to come and have a drink?" Donald looked at the visitor, picked up a new bottle of wine, and shook it.
The name of the person in front of me is Joseph, who is the strong Court Mage of the Ig Empire, Tier 9, and is called the living Arcane Compendium.
The reason why Five Permanent Members is Five Permanent Members is because each country can produce one or two Tier 9.
The strongest Ig Empire has three strong Tier 9, namely Court Mage, Naval Marshal, and Donald's uncle.
In this world, the Royal Family of several major empires will definitely have the combat power of Tier 9.
In the plot line that the player encounters, these Tier 9 strong men have not yet taken action against Caroso, but the player's organization, Goddess of Dawn Church and Perus Kingdom have been fighting against Caroso.
"It's time for you to wake up. The emperor of Presia is dead, and a coup is taking place in Presia. What should we do?" Joseph snorted coldly.
He knows nothing about these international and political matters, otherwise he would not be able to achieve such a level of cultivation.
Like Master Norma, he is engaged in research.
But his disciple, Donald's son, couldn't stand it and said every day that Joseph's ears were calloused.
As a last resort, he came to Donald.
"Presia's emperor is dead, hahahahaha... What do we need to do?" Donald's eyes bloomed with a glimmer of light. "If you look at it, their country will be in chaos. As long as we grasp one key point, just one, we can make a lot of money from the war."
"Are you going to wait for others to provoke Presia, and then sell arms or mercenaries?" Joseph couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw Donald acting like this.
"It's shallow, it's too shallow." Donald shook his head. "What we want are people, rich people, people with capital! To put it bluntly, what we want is wealth and resources!"
Yellman, a tavern.
"Today, we stand here, on the land of Yellman, the land watered by our ancestors with their blood and dignity!"
A middle-aged man with a mustache was giving a speech with great energy. "In front of me, standing is a nation, a nation groaning in humiliation!"
"We are being oppressed by those big countries. The garrisons of Presia and Ige bully us wantonly on our land. They ride on our necks and trample on our dignity at will!"
"Tell me, do you want to fight, be a freedom fighter, or be a slave?"
"You may say, Mr. Adolf, I need a job and a piece of bread. Yes, you are right. Life and survival are really important, but I want to tell you that there is something more important than life in this world, and that is freedom and dignity!"
"As long as the troops of the five major countries are still here with us, our dignity will not exist!"
"As long as other countries laugh contemptuously when they hear Yellman, our dignity will not exist!"
"What we need is not a piece of bread, but a living space, a living space for a nation! This living space is not achieved by begging, but by iron and blood!"
"We should gather all available power, relying on Professional, relying on cannons, relying on Tank, relying on airplanes, to crush their dignity and lives, and let them know that we are not a group of cowards who only know how to beg!"
"I am very proud. Among you people, there are very few such boneless people! In front of me is a legion with unyielding blood for thousands of years! This blood once flowed in the veins of our ancestors, and they never surrendered!"
"Now, they are surging inside our bodies. Tell me, do you want it to cool down?"
"I don't want to!" A deafening voice sounded in the tavern.
"There are two things that can unite people: common ideals and common crimes. We have great ideals, and we will shed our last drop of blood for this ideal!"
"Do what you want to do, pick up the gun, and lead your compatriots to fight heroically under the banner of freedom!"
"I can see that you are 70 million slaves or 70 million unyielding Yellman people!"
Donald is right, Emperor Orsay's death gave too many people a chance.
What you see in front of you is just the tip of the iceberg.