Chapter 537 Lanqi's Firm Belief

The Polant Empire, with its capital at Hersharem.

In the long hall of the Capitol, congressmen were whispering in their seats, their faces a mixture of nervousness, doubt and curiosity.

The light was dim, as if all one could see was the black and white and the dust between the light.

The tension in the parliament hall reached a peak when the new prime minister entered the hall.

His figure appeared firm and decisive, and he was dressed meticulously in a formal black suit. He walked through the crowd and towards the podium, and every step seemed heavy and meaningful.

When he stood on the podium, a low hum broke out in the audience.

Prime Minister Wilford looked around, took a deep breath, and then began his speech.

His voice was firm and powerful, full of passion and determination. He talked about the challenges facing the Polant Empire, his attitude and belief in the future, which was not only an explanation of the current situation, but also an encouragement to the people.

Reporters kept carefully recording his words, and the lawmakers had different reactions to his speech, some seemed surprised, while others remained skeptical.

Originally a conservative, he now displays a more radical attitude, which obviously makes everyone confused about his position.

However, it is undeniable that the new prime minister demonstrated extraordinary aura of calmness in the face of danger at this critical moment.

His speech was not only a statement to the Congress, but also a declaration to the entire Polant Empire and even the entire world.

"Victory, what we want is victory."

"Victory at all costs."

“No matter how terrifying it is, we must strive for victory. No matter how long the road ahead is, we must strive for victory.”

"Because without victory, there is no survival!"

This was his first national speech since taking office.

Lanci's voice was impassioned.

But it did not impress the conservatives at all.

Even conservative members were confused as to why Lanky Wilford had abandoned them after taking office.

Most of the seats in the entire congress hall were eerily silent.

From time to time, they looked at Duke Moretti, who was the real ruler and leader of the conservatives. Only when he took out the handkerchief representing approval from his breast pocket would others follow suit. This was something that even the new Prime Minister, Lanci Wilford, could hardly change.

Soon, as the Prime Minister's speech after taking office came to an end, the crowd began to disperse.

Those who should leave left, and those who should continue the meeting went to the House of Lords meeting room on another floor of the building.

Walking through corridors, Lanqi said goodbye to many people and came to a small and quaint meeting room with dark wooden wall panels.

The roof was so low that it was hard to breathe.

Heavy curtains add a sense of tradition and authority to the space, and a long conference table occupies the center of the room, with neatly laid out documents and pens on it.

Lanqi sat at one end of the conference table. His posture was dignified and firm, his hair was neatly combed, but his eyes revealed a little fatigue.

He looked like he hadn't had much rest in the past two days and had been working against the clock.

So Lanqi closed his eyes for a while and rested for a short time.

Before long, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Duke Moretti and his followers arrived at the conference room.

Duke Moretti's posture seemed more stable and relaxed. He wore a smartly tailored dark coat and chatted softly with the people around him. Compared with the other conservatives who cast questioning and complicated looks at Lanci as soon as they entered the door, Duke Moretti did not seem to have much hostility.

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"Mr. Wilford, I think we have been waiting for you for a long time, and each of our time is precious."

Duke Moretti sat down at the conference table, leaned back in his chair, and reminded Lanci sitting opposite him.

The atmosphere became a little tense and the other members did not dare to speak.

No one was sure whether Duke Moretti's calmness at the moment was a hidden ulterior motive. The conservatives only knew that the Duke had a blank expression on his face when he heard Lanci's speech in the parliament hall, and he had never intended to touch the handkerchief that represented his approval.

"I'm sorry, but I've made my attitude very clear in my speech this morning. This meeting itself is a waste of everyone's time."

Lanqi opened his eyes, looked directly at the other person, and replied.

"Prime Minister——"

Duke Moretti chuckled, seemingly not minding the overbearing attitude shown by the new prime minister before he even took his place.

"The military strength of the Honing Empire is superior to ours in all aspects, and they also have the support of the blood clan. Once the neighboring Kingdom of Bliss falls, we will have to fight with all our strength."

Duke Moretti leaned forward slightly and spoke to Lanci and everyone present.

"I think the next month is our last chance to negotiate peace."

He reminded Lanqi in a low voice.

It also seems to carry a hint of warning.

This is also the main purpose of today's meeting.

As the Minister of Foreign Affairs, he understands the current situation much better than Lanqi.

"We must not let ourselves be frightened before the other side attacks us."

Lanci replied calmly.

There was no sign of retreat in his eyes.

The conference room suddenly became eerily quiet. No one responded to Lanci's words that once again made his attitude clear. Most of them looked at Duke Moretti.

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"My Lord Prime Minister, I have reservations about this."

Duke Moretti continued.

“Who doesn’t have reservations?”

Lanci raised an eyebrow.

"I think your idea will cause many unnecessary sacrifices, but there are other options."

Duke Moretti smiled, not caring about the stubbornness that Lanci had just shown.

"What other choice is there?"

There was no questioning tone in Lanqi's question, as if he had doubts about Duke Moretti's answer in advance.

"I will ask the diplomatic ambassador of the Southern Pruno Empire to help us secure a negotiation opportunity with the Honing Empire. As long as the freedom and independence of the Polante Empire can be guaranteed, we will consider all proposals to avoid this unnecessary war with the Honing Empire."

Duke Moretti replied.

"Because doing so is also beneficial to them, and they don't need to pursue the goal of destroying themselves with us."

He added.

Most people followed Duke Moretti's gaze and looked towards Lanci.

From ancient times to the present, the Honing Empire, as the overlord of the south, has never had the possibility of fighting with the Polant Empire in the northern continent. The two countries have no feud. Now the war is extending all the way northward. For the top leaders of the Polant Empire, it is unpredictable in itself, and they naturally hope not to fight if they can.

"Do you know who our real enemy is?"

Lanqi asked back without hesitation.

"Obviously it's the Honing Empire, and the Blood Clan."

Duke Moretti spoke in a bland tone, as if he felt that Lanqi had asked a very meaningless question.

"Have you ever considered that the real enemy is the blood clan rather than the simple Horning Empire? The ambitions of the blood clan have been known to everyone since ancient times. Now they are unstoppable. Do you really think that these superior creatures who feed on us humans will give us freedom and independence?"

Lanqi's fingers tapped on the table, the sound echoed in the room, and his attitude was particularly firm.

This caused some of the parliament members in the meeting room to look at him sideways.

There is indeed a rumor that "the blood clan has completely taken control of the Honing Empire."

Although the vampires appeared in the Honing Empire during this war.

However, the statement that "the blood clan completely controls the Honing Empire" is not necessarily true, and there is no evidence to confirm it.

The key lies in whether the current ruler of the Honing Empire is a vampire or a human.

If the real enemy of their Polant Empire is not the coalition of humans and vampires, but the pure vampires, then it would be a very scary thing indeed. Regardless of whether there is peace talks or not, the ultimate goal of the vampires is probably to keep humans in captivity.

But the MPs did not understand why the Prime Minister was so stubborn in believing the horrific news that "the blood clan had completely taken control of the Horning Empire" which seemed to have come from the south and shook their hearts.

As the supreme leader in wartime, if he fails to make accurate judgments in the intelligence war, it will be a real disaster for the entire Polant Empire.

(End of this chapter)