Chapter 680: Chapter 386, The Fatches Coup
Salihoovich held his head high and said to Minnick, who was sitting at the very top of the court throne:
“Mr. Minnick, the Alliance’s friendship with Fatches has been consistent from start to finish. Since the incident with Blackbird Heavy Industries, our two sides have formed a bond of friendship.”
“We indeed promised political and economic support to Fatches, and we also pledged not to pose a direct military threat to the Fatchess Tri-Star.”
“However, despite our deep sympathy for Fatches’s plight, we have never said that we would support Fatches in launching a rebellion against the Empire! You can recall every document that has been signed between us!”
He spoke with finality.
He might have mentioned supporting Fatches in taking a tough stance, but rarely, if ever, about rebelling, and certainly not leaving any documentation of it.
…
This was a handle that would not exist.
Minnick’s face turned completely dark.
He knew that Salihoovich was right. He had previously wanted to explicitly sign a document with similar wording, or to quietly add similar text to certain documents, but all such attempts had been repelled and had never been realized.
Both Salihoovich and the Alliance itself had been very cautious about this.
Salihoovich spread his hands and began his spiel, “We never agreed to your unreasonable demands, even though your family has shown a heart of disloyalty, the Alliance still continued to provide resources and transport materials to you, all the while persuading, urging you to stay calm, to show restraint.”
“But you have always ignored the Alliance’s warnings.”
This was indeed nonsense, and even Minnick was so angered that he couldn’t come up with a retort right away—there were just too many points of contention. Setting aside everything else, weren’t you fanning the flames by sending materials and encouraging on one hand, and advising restraint on the other?
During the persuasion, saying how disgusting the Star Sector Government was, unbearable for anyone, but could you bear it just a bit longer?
It seemed that Salihoovich too knew that what he said was a bit too preposterous, but he continued to speak unabashedly:
“All the promises and support of the Alliance are based on the foundation that we are all subjects of the Empire, all fighting for the Empire. But when you betrayed this principle, all the agreements lost their precondition. In other words, it was you who broke the alliance first!”
“I did not betray the Empire! We were only resisting the Star Sector… ”
“No, the Empire says you are traitors.”
Salihoovich paused for a moment, then continued with cold words:
“I reiterate to you, on behalf of the Empire, on behalf of Governor Gu Hang, the demands: the Fatches Family must surrender unconditionally, and hand over the three Empire Worlds for Governor Gu Hang to dispose of; you, and all the individuals listed, must submit to the Tribunal’s trial.”
“Only in this way, can we avoid war, can we avoid annihilation.”
“Dream on!” Minnick, his aged body suddenly bursting with strength, stood up and threw a wine goblet at Salihoovich with great force.
It missed, smashing at the diplomat’s feet.
Minnick continued to roar, “Then let Gu Hang come, let your Alliance’s pack of whelps come! I will show you the blood of the Fatches people! You filthy traitors, you betrayers full of lies, will suffer the most terrible wrath of Fatches in orbit, on the surface of Fatches! Your blood will flow here, your corpses will fill every front, and you will be beaten to a bloody pulp, paying the price for everything you have done!”
“Now, get out! While I still have the last bit of sanity, and am not as filthy as you Alliance people, not killing an emissary, leave my sight!”
Salihoovich sighed, a strange, inscrutable expression on his face.
“What a pity…”
He bowed slightly to Minnick, then touched his belt.
Immediately after, a brilliant blue light filled Minnick’s view.
Of course, he realized something was wrong, but the dazzling light of Spiritual Energy caused him intense pain in his eyes, leading him to cry out in agony, though he did not even hear his own scream.
For his cry was drowned out by the louder sound of detonating firearms.
These gunshots came in a very dense, yet brief burst.
Then, he heard a very heavy footstep.
Minnick couldn’t help but look up; his tearful, still aching eyes reflected the image of a tall, vivid red figure clad in armor.
“No, this can’t be…”
He knew what it was—an Interstellar Warrior from the Phoenix.
But how could it be here?
He had received intelligence; he knew Gu Hang had under his command a mysterious number of Interstellar Warriors at his service. He had even obtained case studies of the war that occurred on Heijian Star, aware that after receiving the support of the Psychic Cultivator’s Association, Gu Hang had established a so-called ‘Storm Mage Corps,’ capable of Psychic teleportation.
Combining the powers of these two, they could deploy top-notch elite troops like the Interstellar Warriors to any desired location. It was a terrifying decapitation capability.
Therefore, he would of course be extra careful in safeguarding himself.
Inside his palace, there were also Psychic practitioners; he had spent a fortune to recruit them and stealthily cultivated a team of Psychic operators.
