Chapter 45 Descendants "He and His Majesty will definitely be able to produce offspring with an even higher concentration of source blood..."
Chiang Kai-shek's image has always been positive. Chiang Kuo-yuan has always been a leading figure of the benevolent government faction. This time, the heinous incident involving human trafficking has damaged the face of the aristocracy. Therefore, Chiang Kai-shek immediately denied any involvement.
As for the Beta who had a grudge against Jiang Chuge, Jiang Chuge revealed the cause and effect of their conflict, emphasizing that Jiang Chuge was protecting his classmate. In addition, the Beta's past was brought up, and many people are willing to believe that Jiang Chuge is innocent.
But some firmly believe that all criminals should be tried by the state.
Even if it wasn't Jiang Chuge's doing, this Beta was still murdered because he offended him.
This matter gradually evolved into a struggle between the benevolent faction and the liberal faction. Similan held firm to his position, while Cyril insisted on preserving it, and it gradually turned into a struggle between the successors.
The human trafficking gang was arrested and dealt with immediately. A small number of criminals implicated a large number of officials, including not only the Chiang family but also several high-ranking nobles.
The security bureau dispatched a large number of specialists to investigate, keeping Lu Qi extremely busy.
After the criminal gang was arrested, Shi Wei stopped paying much attention to the progress of the case.
Factional struggles and power struggles between successors have given rise to countless perplexing mysteries surrounding this event.
Were the officials involved truly implicated, or was Chiang Kai-shek trying to drag more people down with him to protect himself?
These things were beyond her control; giving Jiang Guyuan a headache for a while was already a small form of revenge.
She deserves credit for bringing such a heinous incident to the public eye.
Although the initial intention was not good, the result was good, wasn't it?
The sweltering heat and the noisy events were temporarily irrelevant to her.
Her blueprints have been rejected by His Majesty countless times!
Wei worked diligently on the first draft of the blueprints, but His Majesty was not satisfied with them and asked him what was wrong with them, but he couldn't explain it.
"Something feels off," the esteemed client remarked.
This statement is a nightmare for all designers.
During the repeated revisions, Shi Wei finally realized that His Majesty seemed more interested in the process of "exchanging opinions" with her than in the drawings themselves.
It's a headache.
Shi Wei tried making some minor changes and then bothering him a few more times. Sure enough, His Majesty's attitude improved a lot.
Speechless.
Ultimately, Shi Wei chose to proceed directly with the production process, selecting a location near Sklag II for the production.
All communication problems were easily solved.
Half a month later, they successfully produced a finished product that pleased His Majesty.
With her mission accomplished, Shi Wei let out a long breath and said seriously, "If you want me to accompany you in the future, you can just say so."
She'd rather have a clingy boyfriend than a client who likes to "give advice".
"Would you agree if I told you?" His Majesty held the soft cushion, his mature and serious features contrasting sharply with the cute doll.
Shi Wei said cautiously, "Of course I will agree if it is a reasonable request."
"Then can you accompany me to work every day?" His Majesty asked.
Shi Wei, who was preparing to take a vacation after completing her mission: "..."
Why bring her to work? Wouldn't it be better for one person to go to jail alone? Why do you have to suffer together?
Shi Wei did the math and said seriously, "At most one hour a day."
“An hour is too short. I often travel for work, and I have to make these kinds of visits frequently. I might only be able to spend one or two days a week with you.” His Majesty frowned, seemingly trying to squeeze out time from his official duties to be with her.
Shi Wei, who had no desire to become a "femme fatale" who would bring ruin to the country, said: "No, no, no, you don't need to accompany me! Your Majesty's time is so precious; you must prioritize the affairs of the state!"
His Majesty, thoroughly fed up with "state affairs," asked with a long face, "Are you annoyed by me?"
"Of course not." Shi Wei racked her brains to think of an excuse: "Your Majesty, you deal with important state affairs and confidential documents every day. It's easy for me to see things I shouldn't see."
“What does it matter?” King Sklag II seemed completely unconcerned, his face saying, “Stay with me, okay?”
Sigh, this handsome and aloof face clearly didn't show much emotion, but Shi Wei could still see a hint of grievance in it.
Has she also fallen in love and become obsessed?
How did you manage to see the grievance on that face that many people would be afraid of?
Shi Wei heard her mouth open: "Okay, but not for too long."
I felt like I was being manipulated.
Unlike Shi Wei's minor "troubles," Jiang Chuge had finally managed to control public opinion a few days ago, and when no one on the internet was still focusing on him—
The decree demoting his title was quietly announced.
It was exactly one month since Li Shiwei filed her complaint.
This also corresponds to His Majesty's statement that it would be announced next month.
Upon hearing this news, Jiang Guyuan was slightly taken aback at first, then quickly gave a wry smile.
His Majesty said a month, and it really was a month.
"I told you to go apologize to that Omega, why didn't you go?" Jiang Guyuan asked his nephew.
Releasing this news at this critical juncture undoubtedly pushes Jiang Guyuan, who has just crawled out of the mud, into a swamp of public opinion.
Jiang Chuge raised her chin, refusing to back down on this matter: "Why should I apologize? Did I say something wrong?"
Jiang Guyuan, who had heard the recording on the spot, was so angry at his nephew that he was speechless. A hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes: "Chu Ge, don't you understand? It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong. What matters is what His Majesty thinks."
He somewhat regretted sending his nephew to the league for two years of schooling; he really had been corrupted by those guys who kept shouting "freedom" and "equal rights."
“Manda is a monarchy, and His Majesty’s will is the right path. As his subjects, we must restore the glory of the empire under His Majesty’s leadership,” Jiang Guyuan said, word by word.
Jiang Chuge smiled lightly: "Is that really what you think? You sideline other officials, suppress nobles who are hostile to us, and even intentionally incite Decari to betray the country, all for the glory of the empire you speak of?"
He had long seen through the faces of the nobles; their talk of making Manra great again and rebuilding the glory of the empire was nothing but a slogan for vying for power and profit.
“Emperor Sklag and Asta are now buried in the Holy Monument. Our territory is a quarter smaller than it was back then. Uncle, can’t you see it? The empire is declining—” Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped across the face.
His handsome features quickly swelled up. Jiang Chuge wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, spat out a mouthful of pink saliva, and looked at his uncle provocatively: "Ah? So you knew?"
Manla is no longer at his peak, just like His Majesty's name—Sclag II.
It was just the expectations of later generations for him, hoping that he would be comparable to the great emperor who ruled the universe.
Even an emperor of extraordinary talent, considered one in a thousand years, who at only seventy years old had managed to pull his nearly crumbling empire back from the brink of collapse, could not prevent the decline of such a vast empire.
Jiang Guyuan's eyes were like deep pools, like stagnant water devoid of any life. He asked in a deep voice, "Then can you change the current situation? His Majesty is our last hope. If you disobey His Majesty, it is treason, and I will bring your head to His Majesty to beg for forgiveness."
No matter how much power he has, he will never forget that he is a subject and who he is loyal to.
Jiang Chuge pressed his handprint against the slap mark, looking astonished: "Uncle, what do you think I'm trying to do? Rebellion? Usurpation?"
Jiang Guyuan narrowed his eyes, somewhat puzzled: "If you don't want to think about these things, then why don't you listen to me and apologize to that Omega? What's wrong with that? It's a statement to His Majesty. You've offended His Majesty, understand?
The young nephew sneered: "But she's a commoner, and a commoner from the Fran Empire at that!"
Jiang Guyuan rubbed his forehead. He clearly remembered the ring Shi Wei was wearing. He scolded, "So what if you're a commoner? If you let your words out, you'll be criticized again—those nobles who look down on commoners never have a good ending."
“I don’t look down on commoners, I just think she’s not good enough for His Majesty!” A fervent glint flashed in Jiang Chuge’s eyes: “His Majesty is our last hope. He is the royal family with the purest bloodline in the current royal family—the purest blue-eyed one!”
"Source Blood? How do you know that? Did His Highness Cyril tell you?" As one of the few people at the pinnacle of power in the empire, Jiang Guyuan naturally knew some secrets about Source Blood.
“I’ve borrowed a little bit of Your Highness’s power, and I know more than Your Highness does.” Jiang Chuge said excitedly, “I heard that Hermes’ father is a blue-eyed Omega, but his wife’s source blood concentration is only average. This is the highest source blood concentration recorded among non-royal Omegas. He and His Majesty will definitely be able to produce offspring with an even higher source blood concentration!”
Jiang Chuge was shocked, and it took him a long time to understand his nephew's thoughts—they were completely different from what he had imagined.
"You want His Majesty to produce an even more outstanding offspring? Offspring more outstanding than the two adult princes, so as to push the empire back to its peak?" This is truly absurd, but... it is not without basis.
The Origin Bloodline, this miraculous bloodline from Sklag I and Asta, has only two descendants.
One side was the Manra royal family, and the other side was mercenaries and orcs.
The former stubbornly persisted for two thousand years, and even in the first millennium, it ruled over the vast majority of star systems, except for the latter's sphere of influence.
The latter, having survived several catastrophic disasters, remains one of the strongest races, despite being on the verge of extinction. Mercenaries, needless to say, have risen again and again—the current mercenary commander, Yi Lan, is of the Origin bloodline.
Jiang Chuge looked at his uncle and said seriously, "Therefore, Your Majesty must not waste your energy on this commoner Omega. They cannot produce better offspring. Uncle, the mercenaries are rising, the alliance is suppressing the empire, and the other major powers also want to devour Manra. If they join forces, that will be a real problem—"
“Your Majesty is not a god. You have already achieved the best you can in the last hundred years. To break the status quo, we need a god, a god like Sklag I, a god like Asta.”
"Therefore, Your Majesty needs to produce stronger and better offspring."
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Author's Note: Your Majesty: Divine Gold.
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