Chapter 1006, Destroy the House
There were only four people in the Kafiola family's meeting room.
Angel, and the three family heads.
After she finished stating the so-called conditions, the three people in charge couldn't even control their expressions, and their faces inevitably turned ugly.
The atmosphere in the entire meeting room became silent and tense.
But the more nervous they became, the more relaxed Angel seemed, as if he couldn't see the murderous glint that occasionally flashed in their eyes.
She crossed her legs, placed her hands on her belly, and said to the three members of the Kafiola family in a rather leisurely manner:
"Actually, you only have three choices now."
"You can give the order for your family guards to rush in and kill me, and then count on those guards to protect you and break out of the mansion."
"However, you might not be able to kill me. After all, I've also undergone rigorous special agent training and excelled. My crisis escape training even topped the list. You can try and see if I can escape."
"Secondly, there's no point in me dying here or being held hostage by you. The orders given to the elite members of the Ministry of Justice outside are that if you resort to force, they will mercilessly exterminate all life within the encirclement, regardless of whether I'm still alive or not."
"In the end, even if a small number of you manage to escape, what's the point? All your properties will still be confiscated and nationalized. You will only be able to survive in the darkness with those hiding rebels. The final outcome will be the same."
After hearing her words, the heavy expressions of the three people present did not change at all.
They might have already planned to tear Angel into pieces, but they were also aware of what Angel was saying. They had never really considered turning against him, as the outcome would be no different from everyone committing suicide on the spot.
Angel smiled with satisfaction. She clapped her hands and said, "Very good. It seems we have reached a preliminary consensus. Now let's talk about your second option."
"You can also choose to pretend to agree to my demands now, and then find ways to thwart them later, or use your so-called political connections, or contact the rebels to challenge these conditions later."
"But I suggest you think carefully about whether your political connections will be effective. I'm afraid not. We currently constitute the majority of the upper echelons of the Empire's political arena. The remaining locals, like you, will either obey the Empire's orders, split up their families, and become good officials, or else, like you, they will be swiftly wiped out."
"Will it be useful for you to contact the rebels? No, if those rebels still hide in the darkness, they may be able to survive. After all, sorting out the thousands of hive cities on Holy Terra is not something that can be completed in a short time. But you certainly don't want to live in the sewers with them. However, if we stand up to help you, it will be obvious that we are taking action, which will only hasten their demise."
The Kafiola family remained silent.
But in fact, what Angel said was exactly what they thought.
It is impossible to refuse openly, and they must fight to the death today; however, the world is not black and white. They can agree to it, but in the actual implementation and operation, there are too many gray areas that can make them waver.
While the family was divided and dismantled on a policy level, personal dependence remained. While the industry was nationalized, the Caffiola family controlled everything from the individual workshop workers to the management level. So, the difference between nationalization and confiscation was minimal.
This is just lip service, not to mention the perverse implementation of policies under the guise of the Alliance. You demolish my home, I'll demolish everyone's home in Indynia, causing widespread resentment in this hive, and then unite with other families in other hives...
It's definitely not okay to just join the rebels and live in the sewers; however, we can be a little less aggressive in suppressing the bandits, after all, our homes have been torn apart. Those Chaos rebels are also local residents who have become locals, and they have numerous connections with them. It's only natural that they have a good grasp of local news and intelligence...
These were the thoughts that went through the minds of the three leaders of the Kafiola family.
They were almost determined to do so.
As for the disadvantages and threats that Angel mentioned just now... of course they care and take them seriously.
But the more they take it seriously, the more cautious they will be in their future actions and the more they will try to avoid being caught.
There must always be struggle.
There was never a single order from the top, and the entire chain really started to operate as they expected.
Angel saw through it, but didn't say much.
She simply cited a few examples of what happened in other hives and talked about the fate of certain families.
The core of the matter is this: since they were able to lead the troops and surround the house today, it proved the resolve of the central and alliance governments. If they were caught making even the slightest mistake later, it would be a thundering act of genocide.
With the lessons learned from the past and the alliance's sufficient strength as a guarantee, we really need to think about it carefully.
After saying this, she smiled and mentioned what she called the third item:
"Of course, there is a third option."
"According to the Alliance's requirements, the family will be split up, and all Kafiora will either disperse to different hives or join the Indomitus Crusade. The Alliance's rank system will be implemented, and Kafiora's talented people will be promoted to high ranks, demonstrating their talents and abilities in all walks of life on Holy Terra and on the countless worlds reconquered by the Imperium."
"You are capable. The education you have received, the affairs you have been exposed to, and the farsightedness you possess are far greater than those of the general population. Those with sufficient abilities will always stand out."
"In the future empire, there may no longer be a political entity called 'Kafiora'; however, every member of Kafiora will flourish in this universe and live a better life than they do now."
"The choice is yours."
"Oh, by the way, let me tell you one more piece of news."
"Mr. Silabbi Kafiola, Assistant Minister of the Imperial Taxation Department, has submitted an administrative application to change his last name, which has not yet been approved. However, his appointment as Deputy Minister of the Taxation Department has been confirmed."
"I just don't know whether he will be Deputy Prime Minister of Kafiola or some other name in the future."
The three heads of the family looked at each other with gloomy expressions.
(End of this chapter)
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