Chapter 1714 - 135: Whirlpool_3

However, what truly puzzles the ministers below is the Empress’s fondness for stirring up proxy wars.

Previously, the Human Alliance of the South Continent operated this way; there were scarcely any Nali people in the army, and they were all recruits from the eastern side of the Western Continent, causing a commotion in the South Continent while supporting a puppet regime of the Green Dragon Court.

It’s not just the South Continent; the tumultuous eastern side of the Western Continent is similar. Over there, a fervent religious military organization called the "Pure Anointing Army" seems to have been established, waging war against many small nations whose situations have stabilized under the banner of "righteous rebellion," thus heating up the atmosphere.

The Black Chief on the ocean has backstabbed all the other major pirates, crazily hunting down free-roaming pirates; the Sardinia Female Country and the Turand Family in the Northern Realm are also being secretly supported to resist the rising power of some Wutong Tree...

Over the years, these ministers have witnessed the Empress’s involvement everywhere, pouring vast amounts of money outside, yet obtaining nothing but death and chaos.

If it weren’t for the fact that the Nali territory has become strong and wealthy in recent years, and these matters haven’t spread within its borders, Pietro wouldn’t have waited until today to speak these words to Elizabeth.

Pietro recounted all of the above to Elizabeth, clearly expressing the viewpoint in his words, "Your Majesty, perhaps you should stop engaging in such matters."

After saying all this, a layer of cold sweat formed on Pietro’s forehead involuntarily. He carefully glanced in Elizabeth’s direction, only to find that she merely listened attentively, not looking at him.

This action of not directly looking at him made him slightly relieved internally. For some reason, he was genuinely afraid of the way Elizabeth looked at him. That terrifying feeling was really hard to describe, as if all the clothes and skin were being peeled off his body and laid out under the scorching sun, causing great pain.

Elizabeth had yet to express her views, and the Director of the Hidden Affairs Bureau took this time to speak up,

"Your Majesty, although the Pure Anointing Army on the eastern front of the continent is progressing smoothly in battle, sweeping through countries along the way with those countries having little resistance, we have received reliable reports that many resistance organizations hidden in the destroyed countries are brewing actions. They find direct combat with the Anointing Army futile and may turn to drastic measures, potentially targeting us who stand behind the Anointing Army. They could plan terrorist attacks within Nali’s borders, or even strategize actions aimed at Your Majesty...

This is how things stand. Although the Pure Anointing Army supported on the continent’s eastern side finds it easy to defeat those small nations, and while it’s not as tough as the hard nut of the Red Dragon Court, even genocide leaves behind rooted remnants. The latest intelligence confirms this.

The Director of the Hidden Affairs Bureau stands with Pietro, fundamentally opposing this foreign intervention that consumes energy without yielding benefits, especially since Queen Elizabeth has never mentioned to anyone the true reason for her actions over the years.

Dividing interests in the South Continent?

If that were truly the case, why recruit forces abroad, and why is there a lack of attention afterward?

"What?! An attack against the Empress? Albert, I command you..."

Beside them, the Prime Minister Ooni, who had remained silent, couldn’t hold back upon hearing the brewing possibility of a "decapitation strike" against Elizabeth. He quickly spoke, wanting to elevate the importance of the matter, but Elizabeth just gave a faint smile, showing no concern, not only towards those plotting against her but also towards their advice just now.

She seemingly didn’t feel any necessity to explain her motivations to them, with her slightly vacant hollow gaze showing a trace of appreciation for their genuine advice but devoid of anything else.

Elizabeth raised her left hand, stopping Ooni’s words before he could finish, and casually said,

"Your responsibility is to prevent any terrorist attacks against Saint Nali, and as for those targeting me... if they have the courage, let them come, they are free to try."

"Your Majesty, better be cautious, you..."

"Shh, let’s put an end to this topic. I’m tired of it, let’s move on to the next agenda."

Pietro said a great deal, and Albert added much more, probably having imagined countless outcomes of their advice, including being beheaded by an enraged Elizabeth, or at the very least, being demoted and scorned, yet they never expected Elizabeth to do nothing to them...

Perhaps it’s because Queen Elizabeth has been in a good mood lately?

But it seems the Empress doesn’t wish to provide any explanation, treating their advice as if it were air.

However, ordinary mortals like them, mere subordinates under the Empress, do not dare to lift their heads to gaze directly at her, how could they see what Elizabeth sees from her perspective now?

From the main seat, Elizabeth, still uninterestedly listening to their reports on other matters, yet in her hand where there should be nothing, a large, ornately decorated golden cup seemed to rest in her palm, swaying with the movement of her wrist.

"Swish... swish..."

As it swayed, a heavy and faint sound of liquid could be heard from the golden cup, just like a fine red wine colliding in a goblet.

Elizabeth’s golden eyes subtly shifted, looking down into the golden cup, where it seemed to brim with a crimson, oily and thick impure liquid.

The impure liquid was about to overflow the entire cup, yet in Elizabeth’s hand, it appeared so light, swirling into a vortex that seemed to devour everything around it as she rotated the cup...

"Where should the honeymoon with Fisher go next?"

As the impure golden cup turned, this was Elizabeth’s only thought.