In a beautiful estate, a group of gentlemen who looked impeccably respectable sat in a room. The doors were tightly shut, and quite a few people patrolled the area around the building.
" I called you all here today because there's something especially important I need to tell you!"
Everyone remained silent. They were the aristocracy of the Peng Joe Empire—a very special group of nobles.
Royal blood flowed through their veins, yet their country had been conquered and annexed by the Peng Joe Empire.
Their ancestors had become prisoners of the Peng Joe Empire, playthings used by the Peng Joe ruling class for amusement.
After more than a dozen generations of effort, they had successfully transformed themselves from imprisoned remnants of a conquered royal family into Peng Joe nobles—the lowest-ranking kind.
The process had been far from honorable, but at least they had escaped their former status.
This family had an ancestral maxim passed down by word of mouth—
Only by staying alive can one create miracles! It sounded like an ordinary slogan meant to motivate people, but everyone here knew what it truly meant! Every generation had worked toward that goal, although over the years their convictions had become less steadfast than those of their ancestors.
Some of the younger generation even thought things were pretty good as they were. Although they had been saddled with undignified titles such as "courtier" and "jester," at least they were nobles!
They enjoyed certain privileges and lived far more comfortably than commoners.
The Family Head took a deep breath and said in a quiet voice, "People from the Federation contacted me. They promised they were willing to help us restore our country..."
Everyone in the room was so shocked that they could not speak!
A few seconds later, hesitation appeared on