Collision

Sometimes, His Majesty the Gefra Emperor hated his father, his grandfather, and those so-called ancestors of his.

They had clearly had the chance to turn the country into a toy in the hands of the imperial family, yet these people had chosen the stupidest possible way to rule it.

They had divided power among the nobles, allowing the nobles to restrain the imperial family's authority. On the surface, it seemed like a well-balanced approach.

The nobles' power would not expand too much, while the emperor's power would not go unchecked through dictatorship. But as an emperor, he was very unhappy right now.

The Defense Minister's demand was entirely reasonable. A country's finances were extremely important, and with the position of Minister of Finance currently vacant, specific matters had to be decided through collective discussion.

At first glance, this approach seemed quite good. The result everyone discussed together would surely not favor any one side, and each person...at least most people...would believe that this was appropriate before making the same decision.

But the truth was that this seriously interfered with the normal operation of financial affairs. Moreover, with no new Minister of Finance appointed, no one could casually insert their people into the Finance Department.

If the candidates' circumstances changed in the future, the people inserted into various positions might well be driven out, which would make everyone lose face. So far, the deputies in each department had still been handling the work.

They had to formulate a policy and select a Minister of Finance as soon as possible, preventing certain trivial matters from seriously affecting the speed of their work because of positions or other irrelevant factors.

The problem was that asking this question at this time and in this place did not seem like a discussion. Instead, it seemed