Chapter 1199 Sing! (Second update)

The golden-armored warrior entered on his own, leaving them here. After a long wait, the golden-armored warriors opened the door again, and they entered the emperor's office escorted by two white-haired women wearing black armor and holding large-caliber rifles.

For some people, this huge space is simply a library and museum. Huge machinery with unknown purposes, a dazzling array of war equipment, stacked books, ancient sculptures and stone carvings, and old parchments together form a mixture of times. The style reflects the long history of the owner here. The couple was not allowed to walk around here freely, and could only move forward under the escort of the golden-armored warriors and the white-haired women. They finally arrived at their destination after passing through several equally exquisite bronze doors.

When the emperor stood in front of them, Lepa Bolena and Slobodan Chivojnovic truly felt the temperament that live television could not fully show. The eyes as black as obsidian are so deep that they can swallow people up. The long dark hair hangs down like dark clouds on the back of his head. The golden eagle spreads its wings to set off the shoulder armor on the emperor's head. The tall body of a giant is as solid as a city wall and as strong as a city wall. The lion contains unimaginable power, and a strong sense of pride and humility are mixed into an uncontrollable impulse, making people want to touch the blood-red cloak on the emperor's armor.

As the most watched wedding parties in the Southern Federation, Lepa Bolena and Slobodan Chivojnovic had seen many big scenes. However, they were still as uneasy as erring children in front of the emperor, even if They know they did nothing wrong.

"Sorry, the War Council took some time."

The emperor spoke first, and as a singer, Lepa Bolena instantly judged that the emperor's magnetic voice would be able to sing the most charming songs. There were not too many cumbersome etiquettes, and there was no bureaucratic intimidation. The emperor's smile at this time was very friendly and kind, which made most of the couple's tension disappear. However, the power armor still makes people nervous. All Latvian people know that when the emperor puts on this armor, it means an inevitable war - the people of the Balkan Peninsula have to endure it. There have been too many fratricidal and brotherly wars. The appearance of the emperor has calmed the disputes in Bosnia, Republika Srpska, Serbia and Kosovo. The most powerful countries in the world have bowed to the emperor. Lepa Belena and Slobo Dan Zivojnovic could not think of any other armed group in the Balkans that would declare war on the emperor.

"If you are willing, I can send agents to bring your children back from the United States." The emperor stood in front of the desk and looked down at them. To be honest, it was difficult for people to feel calm when being looked down upon by such a giant, but the temperament exuded by the emperor soothed their souls like the light visible to the naked eye. "Latvinia and NATO are still in a state of war. If you appear on stage and publicly support Latvinia, your relatives will inevitably be investigated and imprisoned by US officials."

"Can it really be done?"

Slobodan Chivojinovic received a hidden elbow from his wife as soon as he spoke. He also realized that his abrupt questioning was really rude and might even make the emperor angry. Perhaps it was because of the brandy shared by the emperor that Slobodan Chivojinovic drank a double portion to gain courage, even though he had realized that this question was quite inappropriate.

"I want to ask... uh, are you going to start a war again?"

"Yes, a local war." The emperor readily admitted. “The origins of the war are somewhat complicated, and you can understand that between the continued decline of the Nasdaq and Dow Jones Industrial Averages, oil prices, the Fed’s interest rate hikes, the appreciation of the euro, the Brexit referendum, Eurozone trade, and my speech at the United Nations Headquarters But no matter what the cause, the poison of populism is still spreading in Macedonia. Since the other party has chosen to provoke, then I must respond to express a ruthless attitude towards the narrow-minded populist armed groups."

"How long will this war last?" Lepa Belena's face was full of nervousness. She didn't take a sip of the brandy prepared by the emperor to relax their emotions. Lepa Bolena cannot be called a special patriot, but her status as "the last Yugoslav woman" is a flag, and she will care about the situation in the Balkans no matter what. “Is it going to be like…Sarajevo?”

"Just like before, the war will end within a month. The greater possibility is that the other side will succumb first and the matter will be settled." The emperor shook his head, "As long as we erase Macedonia's political and military organizational capabilities, erase If the leaders and funding sources of the militia are removed, too many civilians will not be harmed and subsequent management costs will be increased. I know what happened during the siege of Sarajevo, and I promised the people of Bosnia and the people of the entire Balkans that unless the intention is Rebellion, otherwise the brutal siege of Sarajevo would not happen again and so many weapons of mass destruction would not be used.”

As if he had thought of something, the emperor handed Lepa Bolena and Slobodan Chivojinovic a document and asked them to forget the contents of the file after they walked out of this door. "This war will not be limited to the Balkans. Countries and organizations that secretly support populist and religious armed forces will pay a bloody price for manipulating my people." The emperor raised his voice slightly, but in ordinary people's ears it was Like bursts of muffled thunder from the horizon, it shook their spirits and bodies in the most intuitive way. "Another oath I made to the Yugoslavs is that no force can manipulate them again and make the Yugoslavs pay for the interests of others." The price. Now I will fulfill my promise, by means of war."

"But this is war." Slobodan Chivojnovic felt the impulse of his youth lingering and surging in his body and then questioned, "It is impossible for war not to kill people!"

"Yes, so this is my kindness. The Yugoslavs should accept it, and the people who are still trapped in ignorance and ignorance should also accept it. I don't have time to slowly soften their emotions. A bigger war is coming, We must be prepared for any war."

The emperor's mood was unpredictable. He specially opened an astonishingly expensive bottle of wine for the couple. If they knew that this bottle of brandy without a label had been aged for more than two hundred years, they might be even more surprised. Slobodan Chivojinovic wanted to ask more questions, but Lepa Bolena, who had been in the entertainment industry for many years, firmly held on to her husband, whose relationship was no longer good.

The emperor noticed their movements, but he shrugged, the smile on his face not diminishing. He took the initiative to chat about tennis with Slobodan Chivojinovic, and with Lepa Bolena about their house in Miami and their summer beaches. The couple was still shocked at how the emperor could do this to Although he knew Miami well, the Emperor said that he had lived so long that there were few places on this earth that he had not visited.

Talking about these more relaxed topics gradually eased the tense atmosphere of the conversation. Lepa Belena also discovered that the emperor had a unique sense of humor and was not the iron-fisted and cold-blooded leader described in newspapers or self-media. . Surprisingly, the emperor later talked to Lepa Belena about the sniper who shot at him during the speech in Sarajevo. The emperor focused on the injuries suffered by the sniper of the populist armed group because of the siege of Sarajevo. , and how to prevent similar things from happening again. His indifference made Lepa Belena admire her very much, and even his calmness made people unquestionably trustworthy.

"Rather, it is extremely rare that Ms. Bolena has supported the reunification of the Yugoslav Federation for decades, but times have changed. The religious conflicts in the Balkans can no longer be quelled by the gentle means of the Tito era, and no one will have it anymore. Tito's prestige to unite all ethnic groups. The purpose of this cause is to liberate all mankind, so today's Yugoslavia needs a new national identity in addition to blood and religion, that is, science, reason, peace, unity and the human race. In order to arouse the Yugoslavs There is no one better suited to your aspirations for peace than you, madam.”

The emperor poured a glass of wine for Lepa Belena, "Sing, Lepa Belena, the people of the Southern Federation need your singing. Awaken their souls, I want to see those Adriatic-like pairs of Eye."

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