"You have to talk to him. He's playing with fire!"
The president sent the secretary out, then closed the door. He walked around behind the sofa and pressed a hand against Mr. Truman's shoulder.
The "him" he was referring to was Lin Qi.
The two of them had already read Lin Qi's report. No matter how they looked at it, they found it difficult to believe that a merchant from the Federation... All right, even if he was somewhat unusual, that still shouldn't have been enough for him to get involved in Gefra's coup.
Perhaps his noble status had played a part?
Perhaps. After all, he was a baron personally ennobled by His Majesty the Gefra Emperor. Strictly speaking, that made him a participant in the coup as well.
But... it was still somewhat difficult to accept.
In Lin Qi's private security report, he had stated that Gefra might undergo a coup in the near future. He had introduced the factions on both sides, compared their strengths and weaknesses, and finally given his own judgment.
The president had not slept at all that night. He had sat there the entire night, only drifting off for a while in the early morning.
Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw the outbreak of the Second World War. Because the Federation had rashly interfered in Gefra's internal affairs, Gefra had decided to ally itself with the Allied Powers and attack the Federation...
In the end, he stood before the Judgment Seat for war criminals, listening to long passages of verdicts that had little to do with him, staring blankly at the spectators.
Lin Qi was among those spectators, and he seemed to be doing even better than before.
After waking with a start, the president had been drenched in cold sweat and found