As soon as he heard about the 3-4 years, Soshiyang immediately frowned and then said:
"It's too long, at most two years. Find ways to find those arks, those that are floating on the edge of the Milky Way and have no security. They will be happy to accept the protection of the royal court. No matter how bad it is, there are always tens of thousands of people in an ark. It should not be difficult to recruit thousands of people. This work must be carried out strictly and determined to promote it."
"Yes, Your Highness, I will communicate with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs immediately after I go back."
At this time, the star disaster took a step forward.
"Your Highness, I also believe that it will take some time to attack Comoros. First, the secret released has not yet worked. Second, as Ivakanqing said, the royal court still needs time to digest the fruit of victory and consolidate its own strength. Furthermore, Comoros still has a lot of room for division and disintegration. If you are too anxious, it is possible to force all the conspiracy groups together."
"I'm worried that Victor will continue to make trouble."
"After this defeat, Vic is already in a state of great trouble. Comoros has had countless people wanting to replace him. Now most of his energy is probably on how to stabilize the situation and suppress his competitors."
Doral also said softly:
"Your Highness, Comoros does have any articles to do."
Soshyan raised his eyebrows and seemed to guess what the "article" Dolar was talking about.
"Another of those guys who pretend to surrender to the royal court?"
Doral smiled and bent over.
"Your Highness's clarity, but this time it's not those little fish and shrimps."
"Oh? Can there be any other powerful figures?"
"I'm not sure to say it, but this person is very scheming, very intelligent and ambitious. He is a man who I think is more skilled, and he is also from an old noble family. He sent someone to find me not long ago and expressed his desire to surrender to the royal court and willing to cooperate with the inside and outside when attacking Comoros in the royal court."
Soshiyang smiled contemptuously.
"Don't I know about their things? What kind of surrender is just to help whoever wins. You will definitely not be able to do your best. You must pick fruits. Doraelqing, do you believe him?"
Doral replied with a smile:
"He is the most unreliable."
"Oh? What do you mean by my dear?"
"But we can use his ambitions. This kind of person seems smart, but is actually very easy to grasp. I reply and ask him to do a favor. I should agree. At that time, he will become a target to attract Victor's attention. The general plan is like this..."
After hearing Dolar's plan, Soshiyan nodded and asked:
"who is he?"
"The consul of the White Flame Conspiracy Group, Neos Ilician."
Comoros, the city of eternity, the dark, terrible, sweet nest, and the nectar of immortal sinners. Since their fall, Comoros has been shrouded in the long and dark midnight, but as stable as a rock, its inhabitants are always deceiving death, escaping their ultimate destiny, eating the marrow, abuse becoming mad, and enjoying pleasure is the last remnant of the Dark Spirit clan, the ancient empire that once spans the galaxy.
But the city has been nervous lately, because of expecting... something.
The atmosphere in the air is changing, and the residents of Comoros can always quickly smell the scent of the eve of the disaster and react.
Rumors about murder and fraud in the upper class of Comoros are prevalent, and it is said that the great tyrant is being plagued by evil plots, and even his punishments seem to be unable to clarify. In the back alleys and hidden open-air markets, diviners and rune casters whispered terrible signs, desperate people gathered in dark corners with nothing, plotting how to make the most of the upcoming unrest.
And all this stems from a failure-
The Comoros fleet, known as the largest ever, was defeated in the naval battle by the contempt Eternal Court. Although Victor repeatedly claimed that the losses were minor, everyone knew that failure was just the beginning.
In Comoros, any sign of failure ultimately leads to destruction.
Not only the lower classes began to sway people, but the powerful and consuls who occupied the high-rise spire of Comoros were also fascinated by this change, and even bold actors began to appear.
In a luxurious secret room, images flashed on the walls, soft amber light in the room was unpredictable, and distant and disturbing voices flashed on the edge of hearing. This was playing a movie, or recording, about the story of the Comoros Sun and Moon War eight thousand years ago. At that time, the Sun Cult, a branch of the Happy Cult, carried out a riot, killing the governor and guards of Comoros. Fortunately, the nobles responded in time and united to extinguish the cult riots, stabilized the situation in Comoros and determined the political pattern of the noble rule. Until two thousand years later, Victor took the stage.
This is the fortress palace in the Corespur area of ​​Comoros, and it is also the private place for Neos Ilician, the consul of the White Flame Conspiracy Group. But today he summoned two acquaintances, the consul of the Blade of Desire, and the consul of the Eternal Kingdom Conspiracy Group.
In Comoros, it is extremely rare for three consuls to sit together without any warning, thanks to the fact that the three of them share a common identity - descendants of the ancient aristocratic family of Comoros.
Their ancestors were all great nobles who once ruled Comoros, and they were also the group at the top of power. Although there were also struggles, they could generally maintain a balance, with a less intense "stability game". In addition, during the long-term marriage, everyone basically had me and I. However, after Victor's rise, most of the nobles were slaughtered or deposed, and even became slaves. However, several families changed their appearances and turned into conspiracy groups through the "golden cicada escape".
Among the three, especially the White Flame Conspiracy Group, it controlled the docking rights along Ashkeri Talon, as well as a large number of commercial and military docking facilities, and thus the immeasurable wealth flowed into the White Flame's vault.
"I often dream about the former Comoros in my dreams. How grand and great it was at that time, and very noble, the servants and slaves abide by order, with distinction between superiors and inferiors, and everything was in order."
Klarach couldn't help but sigh, even though he looked young on the surface, when he looked carefully at the back of his head to tighten the hook on his skin and a string of potion syringes behind his shoulders, he could imagine that he was very old. In fact, he was probably one of the "longest-lived" consuls in Comoros today, an old nobleman who lived from Victor in power to the present.
Chapter completed!