dognovel Chapter 95 The Euphrates Project
Chapter 95 The Euphrates Project
Alicia looked at the plan and grew increasingly terrified. Alice described the consequences of the plan in detail: instigate civil war, support different opposition groups, introduce different values, arm different military groups, and build one hostile regime after another.
In the coming decades, a region fragmented into dozens of small countries will destroy everything the Lasvia Empire has painstakingly built. There will be no peace within the vast territory called the Lasvia Empire, only endless civil war, day after day. This war will not stop because of who wins. As long as Amelansi exists, this tragedy will continue until the world order changes and until Trian issues an order.
Their country will cease to exist, their people will be displaced, scientists and thinkers will flock to Amelia, ambitious individuals will establish one separatist regime after another on this land, their children will be born with guns and death, their cities will become battlefields, their land will be buried in ruins, their culture will become legends, their factories and fields will become deadly sites of rubble and bombs, their rivers will become yet another report of tragedy in a foreign land, and this entire region called Lasvia will become a tragic drama.
The Amerlane Secret Intelligence Agency will extend its reach into every aspect of this land, and any ambitious figure who aspires to unify the country and transform it into a nation will be assassinated, by whatever means necessary.
The assassination plot will not be carried out by any of the Amelansi army. In fact, during this battle, the Amelansi army will maintain considerable discipline and even help the local residents, trying to leave a good impression. However, after the Lasvia royal family is killed, the armies of various lords will fight each other for control, resulting in fratricide.
"This is truly... a wicked plan, my child, Alice, you are such a... wicked woman!"
Alicia sighed. If the mythological system of the human church truly existed, then Alice probably wouldn't even be able to be contained by Hell. She put down the plan; her opinion of Alice had changed once again. She was a terrifying woman.
"Your Majesty, Alice calls it: the birth of the modern state system."
Alicia sighed, "What a high-sounding excuse! Surely that world is like that too? But if the church has summoned heroes for hundreds of years, why is it that only Alice has applied the knowledge of that world to this extent?"
“Amelansi needs dozens of weak and divided neighboring countries. Go ahead and do it, Director.”
"Yes!"
In a basement in Dresden, Oke Lamarck sat in a corner, a simple but neat wooden table in front of him, with a cup of hot coffee on it, emitting an enticing aroma in the slightly chilly weather.
"Ah, hello, General Oke Lamarck!"
A man whose face was obscured, wearing an open-collar jacket and shirt, and tied with a strange belt, sat in front of him. The light above his head was dim, and he felt very uncomfortable.
"Want one?"
The man handed him a rolled cigarette, a boxed product with a "harmful to health" label. He didn't know when this kind of thing had become popular. The small metal box in his hand produced a beautiful flame under his thumb.
"call--"
The flavor is very pure, it's top-quality, and it comes with a strange yellow filter. You can't find this kind of thing on the Las Vegas black market; it's very expensive and rare. The more common ones are rolled up and very neatly made.
"Marlboro, what a strange name, don't you think?"
"Alright, sir, you didn't come here to chat. How much ransom do you want?"
As Oak Lamarck spoke, the man opposite him smiled. The half of his face, visible in the dim light, was handsome yet dashing. Oak Lamarck could detect the flippancy in his smile.
"Have you heard that Emperor Boris is going to dismiss you from your post and strip you of your title?"
"What? This is impossible!"
Oke Lamarck leaned back. What a deceptive trick! He wasn't a child; how could he be fooled by such a casual remark?
"Alright, you should have seen the Empire's order. Thanks to our fishing hook in the military, we managed to catch a small fish. I'll do you a favor and let you take a look."
The purple scroll, bearing the royal crest and exhibiting a slight magical reaction, finally allowed Oak Lamarck to sit up straight. He opened the scroll, and without a doubt, it was a genuine royal decree—a purple silk scroll inlaid with a royal crest of magic crystals.
"This is impossible! Those scoundrels in the military!!!!"
When Oke Lamarck saw the words, his face contorted with rage. He slammed the scroll onto the table and roared through gritted teeth. He had fought for the empire for decades and made great contributions. He knew he had offended many high-ranking officials, but he never expected that he would be attacked by everyone after his defeat.
"Damn it! Orodan, Masak! I'll tear you to pieces! You lapdogs!!!"
After venting his anger, Oke Lamarck suddenly felt powerless. With the order coming down, he lost his military power, his title, and everything else. He realized that even if the war ended, he would never be able to avenge this!
Those high-ranking officials in the court could take their own lives at any time, get rid of themselves, and then their families!
He looked at the man, who was leaning back in his chair. He suddenly wanted to run away and find his family, but this man had clearly not come to see him smash things.
"You know all this, and you've come to me simply to discuss a deal!"
"Hmm~"
The man's tone made him feel slighted, but he held back. These cunning demons!
"Whatever you want! I'll give you anything! My condition is my family!"
All that was left for Ok Lamarck was that. In fact, the demon man opposite him knew this too. The secret intelligence agency had long investigated Ok Lamarck's background, and even knew what color stockings his maid wore.
"The truth is, General, it's not about what we want, it's about what you want."
The man maintained his smile, leaning forward, and Oke Lamarck finally saw his face clearly; he was undoubtedly a handsome young man.
"What do I want?"
"Yes, instead of running around, why not take their heads? You can lead your army yourself."
"You want me to betray the empire."
"No, no, no, Your Excellency General, the Empire betrayed you first, didn't it?"
"Where is my army?"
"Your army is currently in a prisoner-of-war camp. Of course, if you agree to our conditions, we can bring them out and rearm them at any time. I think an army of 30,000 men would be sufficient."
"What's the price?"
These are all benefits, so what exactly do the demons want? To win me over? But what do I have that's worth winning over?
"Ah, your fiefdom is quite large, isn't it? But you still have to obey the Empire's orders. Isn't that a bit unbearable for you? Once you return to your fiefdom with your army, I think you won't obey the Empire's orders anymore, will you? I think the Donavian territory is unsuitable; the Donavian Kingdom is more suitable. You can be king, head of state, president, or whatever title you want. You will be the ruler of this land."
Late at night, a man in a suit walked out of the room with light steps and a smile on his face.
"He agreed."
Looks like the world map needs to be redesigned!