The beginning of each day is exactly the same for Gilas Osborne, repeated day by day for decades to the point of boring. No matter what he had done the previous day, how much effort and strategizing, would not affect his plans and mood for the next day. In the eyes of outsiders—especially those who have to deal with the imperial prime minister every day because of his position, Osborne is a sophisticated machine at all, and wants to learn from him any influence and interference. Clues are impossible.

Of course, perhaps only Osborn himself knows why this is the case-after the tragedy twelve years ago, Osborn considered himself dead-besides, this is not entirely a slander, but a fact. It’s just that so many years have passed... Except for the one who sensed the truth because of the "Black History Book" in his hand, the rest, including Rufas El Barrea, who was his most optimistic before, and the few who could make himself out Unexpectedly, Olibat Lesser Yanor seems to have no way of knowing the truth about Gillies Osborne.

Of course...Osborne sits in front of the large mahogany table, listening to his subordinates reporting to himself, while squinting at the rising sun outside the huge French window, thinking like this—if it weren’t for that thing. With the helpless cheating ability and the unreasonable strange ability, the comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with him back then may be able to recall these dusty memories and tell his son about them?

"...Your Excellency, this is the preliminary report regarding the armament update plan of the Imperial Army. Please give instructions."

"..." Osborne didn't say a word, he withdrew his thoughts, and stared at him with an objective and indifferent look-General Gaspar Oak, the army of the Ereponia Empire chief of staff. After a long time, he said, "Look at what you mean... It means that the continued assembly of the "18" and the construction of the battleship of the same level as the "Patangua" are on the top of the agenda, isn't it? "

"Yes." The admiral was taken aback; he couldn't hear whether the plan proposed by the military department under his leadership was approved or opposed by the prince-the indifferent, scrutinizing eyes made him feel uncomfortable. Admiral, there was a shuddering feeling unexpectedly at this time. Seeing that Osborn still looked disapproving, Oak felt that he needed to add some details. The "18th" order was not completed in time, and was interrupted by the actions of the noble rebels... According to the battle reports submitted by the divisions, the performance of the "18th" is not too bad overall, and there is no need to adjust the parameters. As for the battleship plan... it is for the plan of the Republic. You should also know from the Intelligence Bureau that the giant battleship "Batenkatos" built by Kalvard will soon be completed. We have no opinion on your decision to assign the right to use "Patan Guai" to the royal family... But correspondingly, the construction of the "Kagan Tuya" class is also necessary. "

The flexibility of the "18th" has made it a living target for "Mecha Soldiers" on many occasions. "Osborn's eyes suddenly became severe. "Considering the cost of both... this deal is not a good deal." "

"...Yes, we have also considered what you said. Although the production cost of mechas is lower and they are also capable of special combat against tanks, we have to say... The biggest problem is that except for the mainland In our country, no one has mastered the technology of mech soldiers... Lieber's plan has basically died, and now their so-called "power armor" has begun to transform into the civilian and industrial fields. "The implication is that the empire does not need to strategically guard against the threat of mecha soldiers-under the premise that other countries do not have the relevant technology, and Libel's research is also turned halfway.

"My opinion is that the priority of the mecha units should be prioritized. Before the tanks and battleships." Osborn unquestionably gave the order. He did not explain the reason to the chief of staff because the latter should obey him unconditionally. Any order from "I'm already arranging the negotiation with "Ryanfort", it's best to let President Irina come to the Imperial Capital to discuss it in person. In addition, "Patanguai" was not ordered by me or your majesty to be returned to the royal family, but a traitor... Koroval de Kane had already stated that its purpose was to "maintain the glory of the royal family" when it was built. Don't make mistakes about the principled questions, do you understand? "

"...Yes." Oak was a little dejected. Prime Minister Osborne would not consider how they would blame themselves when the investors, stakeholders, and chaebols behind the military industry companies learned that they had made the cake promise to them and now they are missing because of plan changes. He has always been like this... Those idiots who blatantly opposed him in the army for similar reasons no longer know where to go to fool around... It is precisely because of the knowledge of the current affairs that he can stay in office until now. Anyway, I have been angry for so many years...

"Speaking." Just when Oak was about to leave the prime minister's office, he was stopped by the prime minister again. A little contradiction?"

"...Some trivial things." Oak didn't ask the prime minister where he knew it. "Some of my officers...you know their style."

"Jealousy is not a good moral character, Chief of Staff Oak." Osborne nodded calmly, "I see, you also have to worry about the mentality of the army, not just to exchange cups with the top of the consortium. .Do you agree?"

"... Your Excellency... the lesson is." Oak's chief of staff was sweating coldly.

"Okay, you can go." Osborne waved his hand and motioned to see off the guests. He was taken aback by Osborne's attitude, and he didn't notice it at all. When he mentioned it, his face was not so good.

"Not anymore...in every sense." After confirming that his chief of staff had left, Osborne said loudly to somewhere in the wide room, and his frown stretched out, "You don't think so. ?"

"..." In the shadow, a bright golden shadow flashed. If there is any historian here. I'm afraid I'm going to yell on the spot-the saint Lianna Sandrot was standing there, looking at this familiar and strange man with complicated eyes, silent.

"About the "Xiang Ke", I talked about it last time during the annexation of Chu Lai. "I didn't get a reply, and Osborn didn't take it seriously. "Remember at that time, you didn't listen to me, so you left straight away... What kind of wind was blowing this time? "

Lianna bit her lip.

What the "Leader" said, the turning point of the whole thing-should we tell this man who has already made up his mind to destroy the empire, and is willing to go to **** for this?