Chapter 71: Filibuster (1)
Around the time Rank 49 Crocell was killed in battle, the 12 nations of the human world were spending their time energetically as usual.
At a dome-shaped meeting hall with a high ceiling.
This place was almost in complete shambles. The complexions on the faces of the aristocrats were daunting. They may not have been raising their swords, but they were saying every possible slander they could possibly think of to the other parties. They didn’t care about keeping face even remotely despite all being key retainers of the empire.
Today they were arguing over a matter related to the military system. The Imperial Princess’ Faction requested that the foreign mercenaries hired by the imperial palace should be disbanded immediately if they wished to pass their agenda. To this, the Imperial Prince’s Faction responded that this was an “extremely complex issue”. If you were to translate this into layman’s terms, then they were basically telling the other party to “go fuck yourselves”.
In regard to this, the Imperial Princess’ Faction responded that this was “quite the unfortunate matter” which could easily be interpreted roughly as “then fuck off”. Naturally, the matter regarding the military system exploded splendidly in the air. In short, the nobles shouting at each other was like the aftermath of a splendid fireworks session.
“Your wife does not have any breasts either!”
“What nonsense are you saying? My wife has excellent breasts, breasts that are ten times better than your wife’s breasts. In that regard, your wife lives with an unsightly mole on her bottom.”
“What?”
An aristocrat with a long mustache wrinkled his forehead.