Ch45 - Who is the true Emperor of these stars (1/2)
4.6 – Who is the true Emperor of these stars
translator: xiin
editor: BlueBug & alamerysl
Within the vast hall of the underground palace, a man lounged lazily on a throne that had been moved over from who knew where. Arrayed before him were many coffins that he had pulled out from various other halls and was ready to throw out. In front of his face was a nano-computer’s virtual screen.
The lips of the blonde on the screen were somewhat tight, his fists were clenched, and a pleasant voice flowed from his pink lips, sentence after sentence, like the collision between jade and stone—clean, crisp and particularly moving.
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The man’s hand slowly caressed the youth’s face. “Your husband?”
He sneered once, then opened his nano-computer again and gave an order.
The nano-computer flashed a few times. It seemed rather reluctant, but ultimately could not resist its master’s strong hand and finally showed another image on the screen.
The youth in the image was precisely the same one who had just made the announcement and spoken such inspiring words. His fists were tightly clenched, and he had said he would swear to the greatest Emperor of the Empire. This made the man particularly happy, and now he really wanted to meet that lovely little fellow.
Xue Ling was sitting on the bed looking at all kinds of documents. He had no idea why his scalp had gone a little numb, and he felt as though someone was staring at him.
He looked cautiously from left to right, tapped on his nano-computer and appeared to be enquiring into something before his expression turned much more relaxed. Although his back was still stiff, it no longer carried the initial tension.
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The man watched the person on the screen, and felt that his mood was getting better and better.
His nano-computer flashed, not daring to provoke and upset this big boss at all.
Xue Ling still felt a little strange. He once again bowed his head and asked the system, “Are you sure nobody is watching me?”
“Under normal circumstances, there shouldn’t be. I am connected to the Empire’s Star Network’s main server. That main server has no owner, and nobody can use it, so nobody is able to monitor you through me.”
Xue Ling rubbed the back of his neck and told himself that it was good to be alert, but there was no need to be too anxious.
“Maybe it’s because there are too many things to deal with today, and I’m a little tired.” Xue Ling looked down, then stretched his waist. The white military uniform outlined his waistline, thin but compact.
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He asked people to prepare hot water for his bath. Xue Ling stood up, and once again sorted through the things that he has handled today.
After recording that video in the morning, he had been sitting here to deal with these things.
The Empire was not a complete monarchy. The royal family only had 70% of the Empire’s authority, which was then divided between the Queen and King, who then had 35% per person.
But throughout history, as long as there was a King, there were relatively few chances for the Queen to participate in politics. The part that the Queen was responsible for was mostly related to miscellaneous domestic things. The real power lay in military and warfare, on the King’s side. The remaining 30% was divided into three parts, which were given to the neutral military headquarters, the Prime Minister on the Queen’s side, and the royal guard on the King’s side.
Currently, the Prince was in charge of the Empire, and the army’s power had been in his hands. Now that the Prince was missing, most of the information had been handed over to Xue Ling at the old King’s command. Although the power was not entirely within his grasp, Xue Ling could at least meet with the generals, and not simply carry the empty title of Princess with which he had no way to get started.
At this time, the assistance Warren could provide by staying behind to help became particularly obvious.
Although he was stationed in the front lines all year round, many of these generals attended school together or graduated from the same school as Warren. With Warren’s network of relationships, Xue Ling’s dealings with them became much simpler.
He took off his white coat, unbuttoned his white shirt and headed for the bathroom.
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Xue Ling had no concept of these things at first, but when he made the decision to revolt, he understood clearly that if he wanted to grasp all authority within his own hands, he needed the army. The army was the real source of power. Otherwise, it would be useless even if more voices spoke out for him; he would still be driven away by the Prince.
He had very few advantages. The most important thing he had to do was to take advantage of the Prince’s disappearance to build his own prestige.
The door of the bathroom was closed, and the surveillance images could not continue, because Xue Ling had removed his nano-computer from his wrist. The man rubbed his chin regretfully, and glanced down at the Kings of the Empire who lay dead in their coffins. His face began to show a somewhat disgusted expression.
The nano-computer seemed to know what he was angry about. A white light flashed, reminding him that it was now time to study, and he should not be peeping at others. The most proper way to do it would be to finish his learning earlier.
The man lazily stretched his waist. His figure was tall and slender, not at all like those big and brawny men. From appearance alone, it did not seem that he could shoulder the title of being the strongest in the universe, but even back when mecha did not exist, this man could walk through the universe without any protective measures and kill the Zerg until they fled far away from the Empire, not even daring to come close to the borders. They even stayed away for the next seven hundred years, not once willing to cross the border and only tentatively testing the waters again and again.
Xue Ling had no idea what kind of existence now lived under the palace. It was the first time he had come to an interstellar world, and he was curious about all kinds of things. He learned and studied very quickly.
In addition to dealing with all kinds of government affairs, discussing policies with the Prime Minister and politicians, and even studying tactics with the generals, he has been making constant progress, which surprised many high-ranking officials within the Empire who interacted with him. If they weren’t absolutely certain that Xue Ling was an omega, they would unhesitatingly agree that the child before them must be an alpha.