Chapter 853 - Elder Prince Arshavin’s Decision
Chapter 853: Elder Prince Arshavin’s Decision (Part One)
[TL Note: Hey guys, this chapter is a three-parter.]
Andrew Semak’s suggestion was backed by many influential figures in the Imperial Military Headquarters.
Most of them were old nobles who lost their sharpness and pride. The comfortable living and the passage of time put rust on their weapons, and their bodies and souls were also corroded.
The officials who were supporting Fei were mostly young men who weren’t willing to submit. They wanted an opportunity to perform their duties, and they were fearless and admired heroes. However, they were at a real numbers disadvantage, and their positions were a lot lower. Even though they were in this meeting, they didn’t really have a say in this as they lacked influence.
“Zenit is a level 1 empire with one million soldiers. Back in the day, Emperor Yassin was able to battle and expand the territory of the empire in that disadvantageous situation, being both dominating and invincible. Almost all of you were generals under His Majesty who were fearless and ferocious on the battlefields, but why are you so weak and powerless today? Where is your former glory and courage?” A young military officer who was sitting at the back of the meeting room slammed the table and questioned in a rage with a red face.
His name was Gary Cahill, and he was recently promoted to be a legion commander after his outstanding performance during the defense battle of St. Petersburg and the military merits that he gained. He had a poor background, and he climbed to where he was today through accumulating military merits bit by bit. In fact, he was fortunate enough to get the opportunity to listen in during the meetings at the Imperial Military Headquarters.
During that defense battle, Gary Cahill was able to battle alongside Fei, and he got the chance to observe the strong presence of the Imperial Martial Saint. Just like many low-level soldiers and military officers, he truly admired the King of Chambord, and he firmly supported the new Imperial Martial Saint. He didn’t believe in the rumors that said the King of Chambord colluded with the Sea Tribe.
As soon as Cahill stood up and voiced his opposition, the other young military officers also followed him and chimed in.
“Legend Commander Cahill is right! If we submit to an arrogant b*stard, the entire Zenit Empire will become the laughingstock of Azeroth!”
“Regardless, Mr. Marital Saint has gone against the current and saved Zenit when the empire was in dire danger. Now, you are trying to ditch such a figure without hesitation? The citizens of Zenit will be ashamed of you!”
“The King of Chambord is the pride and honor of Zenit, and he represents Zenit’s future. You are choosing to ditch a Sun-Class Lord who is less than 20 years old? This is treason!”
“Before I came here, all the military officers who are above the level of Team Commander signed the petition to protect the Imperial Marital Saint. We are willing to fight and battle for the honor of the Zenit Empire and the Imperial Martial Saint! We won’t regret it even if we die!”
The young military officers were all angry and humiliated by what was happening.
At this moment, they still dared to hold up their beliefs and state their case in front of these
top-tier officials who were many levels higher than them. It could be said that they possessed the real virtues of being soldiers and defended the honor of the military.
In front of these accusations and questions that pretty much tore off all disguises, the top-tier officials who were on the side of submitting, led by Andrew Semak, had varied reactions. Although their expressions all changed, some of them lowered their heads, some of them felt guilty, and some of them were enraged.
Like a beast that got its partner taken away during mating, Semak stood up in anger and shouted, “Shut up! What do you know? If we don’t ditch the King of Chambord, the entirety of Zenit is going to suffer greatly! Ditching one to save millions! What is wrong with that?”
Chapter 853: Elder Prince Arshavin’s Decision (Part Two)
“Yeah! These brave yet brainless guys only go with their emotions and not logic!” A nobleman with a goatee laughed in disdain.
“Hehehe, Alexander ditched the honor of his ancestors and betrayed humans by colluding with the Sea Tribe, the enemy of all humans! We should get away from him as soon as possible.” Another influential official giggled and said. His name was Diarra, and he supported Semak and had control of the southern region before as well.
After saying that, he looked at the young military officers with a wicked smile as he added, “This is strange. Why are you trying to protect the King of Chambord this much? Could it be that you colluded with him a long time ago? I suspect that you guys are also involved with the Sea Tribe!”
This was nonsense, but he threw dirt at these brave and hot-blooded young officers without hesitation, completely framing them with nothing.
“You…” Gary Cahill who spoke first was so angry that he couldn’t get his words out.
At this moment, these vicious, snake-like nobles still weren’t thinking about the bigger picture regarding Zenit and were trying to harm their political enemies. They were foolish and shameless.
“What? You have no words to say?” Diarra sneered and pressed Cahill, “In my opinion, you guys already spoken with the King of Chambord, and you are up to no good. Although you look passionate and appear to be thinking for Zenit, you are all vicious and trying to achieve your own goals. If the Royal Family of Zenit and D’Alessandro are in conflict, there will be chaos, and it will greatly benefit the Chambord Kingdom, the new force that is on the rise. After all, this kingdom’s power is beyond the upper threshold of a level 1 affiliated kingdom.”
“Nonsense! You are just throwing dirt!” The young military officers were so mad that their lungs were about to explode.
“Humph! Do you still want to give more excuses? Foolish!” Diarra suddenly raised his voice and stopped the young military officers from talking.
Rather than letting these young military officers speak, he suddenly turned around and quickly walked to Elder Prince Arshavin, Zenit’s God of War, who was sitting at the head of the table and thinking in silence. He reported with passion and respect, “Your Highness, the King of Chambord is now a criminal, and everyone in the region knows about it. He is truly shameless, and he has offended many empires on the continent. This king is arrogant, he slights the Royal Family, and he barged into St. Petersburg without consent. He has done many evil deeds, and he is like a tumor for Zenit. Handing this villain to people like D’Alessandro is only beneficial for the Royal Family and Zenit as a whole. Right now, all the top-tier officials agree with this decision. Your Highness, you have the final say! These dirty low-level officers are up to no good, and the Imperial Knight Palace should arrest and interrogate them.”
In the meeting room, all kinds of expressions were shown.
Everyone knew that the King of Chambord and the Elder Prince had a deep grudge between them that was nearly impossible to resolve.
Elder Prince Arshavin had tried to deal with the troops at Dual-Flag City and those military officers who were on the side of King Alexander of Chambord. Then, the King of Chambord got enraged, and he barged into St. Petersburg and threatened the Elder Prince mercilessly in front of all the residents of the city… These two men were like water and fire; they didn’t get along well!
When Diarra just spoke, he mentioned the incident of Fei barging into St. Petersburg, trying to instigate the conflict intentionally. It was clear that he wanted to draw out the anger in Arshavin and punish these hot-blooded young military officers.
This move was vicious and cruel.
Chapter 853: Elder Prince Arshavin’s Decision (Part Three)
For a moment, everyone looked at this prince who had been sitting here but didn’t voice his opinion.
Right now, the Elder Prince’s status in the Imperial Military Headquarters was supreme.
Although he wasn’t confirmed as the successor of the throne, he still had control over [Iron Blood Legion], the No.1 Legion of Zenit that was known to be invincible. Also, he could move five out of the ten main battle legions, and he was in charge of training the new recruits and putting together the new legions. Therefore, he had control over more than half of the soldiers of Zenit.
With his high status and military talent, Arshavin was the most influential figure in the Imperial Military Headquarters without a doubt. In the last while, whatever Arshavin said was taken as the final decision.
Right now, the young military officers looked angry yet helpless.
Zenit’s God of War was the pride of the empire, and almost all military officers looked up to him. However, there was the irresolvable resentment between him and the King of Chambord. From the perspective of human psychology, people could foresee the Elder Prince’s decision.
Nobles like Andrew Semak and Diarra already couldn’t hide their smiles; everything was within their calculations.
This was an excellent opportunity for them to show the Elder Prince their loyalty.
However, Arshavin who had been silent all along raised his head slowly, and he observed Diarra with a light flashing in his eyes like a sharp knife. When this vicious poisonous snake felt uncomfortable, Arshavin said lightly, “You don’t deserve to appear in an honorable and glorious place such as the Imperial Military Headquarters!”
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“Ah?” Diarra and Semak couldn’t understand the situation for a moment, and they were stunned, not knowing what to do.
“Ever since the establishment of Zenit, there are only generals who died on the battlefields and no soldiers who submitted under power!”
Arshavin fluttered his cape as he stood up, and he continued to speak as his body that wasn’t too muscular emitted a majestic presence.
“The King of Chambord is the Imperial Martial Saint of Zenit. Even if he needs to be punished, it should be the decision of the Royal Family. When is it others’ turn to point their fingers? D’Alessandro is the No.2 Disciple of the Continental Martial Saint? So what? Zenit has close to one million soldiers, and we are giant dragons and ferocious lions. We will just battle it out tomorrow morning!”
What he said instantly excited the people in the room.
At this moment, Zenit’s God of War’s not-so-impressive body released an unparalleled brilliance. Without needing additional effects, the few words that he said were enough to stun people. At that moment, the people who were hesitating felt guilty and ashamed.
“Your Highness, you… then the King of Chambord… you guys…” Diarra didn’t expect the Elder Prince to react like this.
In fact, before Arshavin spoke, no one anticipated this.
“Pass my order! Arrest Semak and Diarra! They are charged with treason, and they shall be executed by hanging. After they die, they shall be decapitated to deter others!” the Elder Prince said murderously without hesitation, and his face was cold and chilly like a demonic god.
Then, a series of uniform footsteps sounded, and teams of soldiers in black uniform armor rushed into the meeting room like a flood.
Surprising to everyone, these were the soldiers of [Iron Blood Legion]. The people in the meeting had no idea when, but the guards were replaced by them.
Right now, the elite soldiers had surrounded the meeting room with weapons raised, and they looked murderous as if they were ready to kill.
Something big was about to happen!
“Could it be that the Elder Prince… want to launch a rebellion? How dare he surround the Imperial Military Headquarters with his soldiers?” people thought to themselves.
“No! Your Highness! Forgive us!”
“AH! You can’t kill me! Although you are a prince of Zenit, you don’t have the power to kill me…”
Diarra and Semak shrieked.