Chapter 152
Chapter 152
Hemillas’s transmission wasn’t just confined to the Imperial Guard’s internal network. He was also sending the same footage to any available channels and networks with a slight delay.
More and more people were watching Hemillas’s broadcast through random networks. Even within Francec’s camp, people murmured amongst themselves.
‘So that’s why Hemillas didn’t come here—he was busy restoring the network.’
Hemillas wasn’t an expert in electronic warfare. He must have revived the network through physical means. He was well-acquainted with Akbaran’s systems, after all.
- The survival of the Imperial Guard depends on Crown Prince Francec. Those who stand with me, join him. I won’t stop those who wish to remain loyal to His Majesty. Blind loyalty is also a virtue of the Guard. In fact, that may be the more fitting path for a guardsman. You may consider me a traitor if you wish.
The Imperial Guard’s transmission was about to cut off.
- But if we fall today, it won’t just be the Guard—there will be no humans left in the imperial military. Creatures that were once human will wear our shells and pretend to be soldiers. We aren’t fighting for rewards. But if even our sense of honor and pride is erased, then what meaning does any of this have...
Hemillas’s voice was cut off. Only empty static remained.
"Now it’s up to the guardsmen to decide. The ones by Father’s side... they were all former Imperial Guards?"
Francec muttered as he pushed through the soldiers, moving forward. I followed closely behind.
Chaos erupted at the Arch of Triumph. Even the normally composed guardsmen were now arguing like the street rabble from the lower districts. Some even pointed fingers at each other. Tensions ran particularly high between the senior guardsmen and the centurions, the ones holding the real authority.