Chapter 1200 - 466: The Boss's Distant Escape
[Regarding the White Ghost speech bomber incident, the relevant departments have reached preliminary conclusions.]
[The White Ghost that appeared in yesterday's live broadcast was a projection synthesized by the New Federation CIA using the latest technology, aiming to spread false liberal ideologies to the citizens of the Empire. For this reason, the Empire has strongly condemned the New Federation.]
[The speech given by the false White Ghost was full of loopholes and fantasies. The great Sherman Empire Emperor stated that the so-called Sherman family elite ruling faction is sheer nonsense, and the power of the Empire is derived from the smooth operation of the judiciary, legislative, and governmental institutions that hold responsibility to the people.]
[The Empire does not accept such baseless slander and reserves the right to pursue all responsibilities of the New Federation.]
[The great Emperor calls for the citizens to remain calm and restrained, and not to be incited by foreign forces. The Empire will protect the legitimate rights and interests of every citizen.]
[——Emperor Star Daily News.]
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Daphne stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms crossed, watching the projection appearing in the window's interlayer.
On the ground streets of Emperor Star, millions of people were staging a sit-in protest.
This was still on Emperor Star.
She had been awake for twelve Galaxy hours, and during these twelve Galaxy hours, Daphne felt as if she was in a dream.
The first thing she saw was the image of the Prince command ship exploding into brilliant 'fireworks' in the starry sky; the rampant radiation even destroyed several small escort ships and towing ships nearby.
More than 1,800 crew members became dust in the universe, two Princes, three elders, dozens of noble military officers, and those loyal warriors, along with the Imperial Duke, White Ghost Hanton, none survived.
Even though Daphne knew that her Hanton possessed the high-dimensional technology for rebirth, she still felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife, as if someone had stabbed her fiercely in the chest.
As for the inflammatory speech given by the White Ghost, directly targeting the Sherman family elite ruling faction, Daphne didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.
The enemy has already raised the butcher's knife, how can we expect the attacked not to resist?
Daphne believed that this speech was Hanton's last-ditch effort, knowing he couldn't leave that battleship.
This was consistent with her understanding of Hanton.
'Daphne... sorry...'
Daphne raised her hand to tidy her hair, her eyes showing a bit of anxiety.
Right now, she just wanted to know where Hanton's preserved cells were, whether they had successfully started the rebirth, or if, perhaps, rebirth was just a lie all along...
"Your Highness," a trusted maid rushed over, "Director Eno has arrived."
Uncle-Grandfather, yes, Uncle-Grandfather might know.
Daphne lifted her skirt and ran towards the bedroom door, but before she had taken more than a few steps, Director Eno appeared in her vision, looking exhausted, with a distant sigh.
"Uncle-Grandfather! Has Hanton's location been confirmed?"
Director Eno slowly shook his head.
The light in Daphne's eyes instantly dimmed: "How could it be..."
"He hasn't contacted you, has he?" Director Eno asked in a deep voice.
Daphne just shook her head.
"His assistant, his technical team, any news from the Governor's Mansion of Saka Star?"
Director Eno asked a series of questions, then sighed with disappointment.
Daphne asked: "Who planted the third bomb?"
"According to the bomb you sent back, we conducted some data restoration, and we can confirm that one of the bombs was a miniaturized replica of Empire munitions made by the New Federation, while for the other, I have determined through my means that the planter was someone arranged by your father's people, and the related personnel have been dealt with."
Daphne tightly pursed her lips: "Father?"
"Yes," Director Eno said quickly, "he aims to escalate the public sentiment and incite fear and anger towards that round table, thereby expanding his Emperor's Power."
Daphne tightly pursed her lips.
Director Eno said: "Before the speech, Hanton had contact with you, did you discover anything?"
"They wanted to harm Hanton," Daphne tightly clenched her fists, "those old guys wanted to harm Hanton! They only care about those who challenge their authority, they've destroyed Hanton!"
"Daphne!"
Director Eno frowned and said: "Control your emotions, did I nurture you for so many years just to see you powerlessly complaining here?"
"But this is what they did!"
Daphne's beautiful face looked somewhat ferocious:
"They must pay for this! They must pay for harming Hanton! What did Hanton do wrong?"
"Daphne," Director Eno explained impatiently, "even if they are at fault, didn't Hanton also deliberately scheme something? Just listen to the things he said, he wanted to trigger a revolution within the Empire by dying once! In the past twelve hours, tens of thousands of violent conflicts have erupted within the Empire! Do you know how many soldiers have been asking their officers if the orders to suppress civilians came from the Sherman Empire elite ruling faction? He's already shaken the foundations of the Empire's existence!"
"Such an Empire that lets them run rampant should not exist!"
Smack!
Director Eno's raised hand slowly came down.
Daphne collapsed onto the ground, clutching her slapped cheek, her eyes filled with tears.
"Can you calm down now?"
Director Eno asked in a deep voice.
For a moment, Daphne's eyes lost focus, but she quickly regained clarity, sitting there and nodding gently, then slowly got up.
She adjusted her dress and said softly: "Sorry, Uncle-Grandfather, the news of Hanton's death has shattered my emotional defenses."
