Augustus looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was Müller who was laughing.

This man had never been seen to laugh before, but now he was laughing, and the sound was like a saw cutting wood, giving Augustus goosebumps.

Lucate frowned; the voice also made him uncomfortable, so he asked, "Marshal Müller, what are you laughing at?"

Müller covered his mouth and said:

"The people of this country, facing our fleet, did not panic; on the contrary, they were preparing to fight us."

"Yes, they are a very spirited people!"

Müller gave an approving assessment, lowered his hand, and grinned dramatically from ear to ear. He stood up and continued:

"In that case, conquering them would be an extremely glorious thing!"

At this point, he suddenly became serious and solemn, then roared:

"Soldiers!"

"Prepare for war!"

"Let's crush them! Take all their territory!"

"Let's plant the Delta Federation's flag on their land!!"

"Conquer them! For Emperor von Palen!" Müller clenched his fist and slammed it against the medal of honor hanging on his chest.

The moment that resounding sound faded, all the Delta Federation soldiers on the ship raised their heads high, clenched their fists, and shouted in unison:

"Conquer them!!! For Emperor Von Palen the Great!"

The shouts in unison startled everyone else on the ship. Lucat's face twitched slightly as he looked at Muller's solemn expression.

'I knew it. He must be a madman to be Von Palen's confidant.'

'However, things are getting increasingly wrong. This war is most likely to deviate from the original plan—no, it already has.'

'August only talks, Muller is the real ambitious madman. There's also the Kingdom of Sauri, and Dagan, as things stand, isn't an easy country to conquer. Considering all this, even if my Shenglu Kingdom pays a huge price, I'm afraid I won't gain much.'

'I should evacuate first and wait for things to change,' Lucat decided.