"The Empire is in dire straits now. As the pillars of the Empire, we must take action during this time and proactively share the Emperor's burdens. This is not only a matter for us as individuals, but also for our entire nation and the millions of citizens of Golt."
After he finished speaking, Wolfgang nodded and said, "Of course, in fact I'm thinking about how to carry this out."
"However, this will take some time. I need to discuss it with the military to avoid a repeat of the last incident."
“Okay, I believe in your abilities, and I also believe that our people will stand firmly with us at this time, fighting for our country.” Bowerman put his hands back in his pockets, and then continued:
"That's all for now, let's stop here and not bother you any longer."
After saying that, he looked at Dingle, scrutinized him for a few seconds, and then turned and strode away.
Dingle followed and closed and locked the door.
When he returned to the room, Wolfgang had already stood up from his chair, looked at him, and asked in a low voice:
"What exactly do you want to say when you go to see the Emperor?"
"Don't tell me you're in such a hurry to see the Emperor just to spout that nonsense."
Dingle sighed helplessly, turned and sat on the edge of the bed. After thinking for a while, he whispered:
"Of course not."
"Then why are you going to see the Emperor? You didn't win the battle, do you want to be scolded by him personally?" Wolfgang asked condescendingly.
Dingle placed his hand on his chest where the letter lay, and said somberly:
"I want to persuade the Emperor to make a compromise in order to negotiate with the Yan people and end this war as soon as possible."
"And not only..."
Just then, Wolfgang's expression changed drastically. He stepped forward, grabbed Dingle by the collar, and hissed:
"You also want to be shot dead on the spot by the Emperor as a surrenderer?!"
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