October 26, 1379, Medland Glory Calendar.

The students of the Fourth University of the Imperial Capital ran to the gate of the Imperial Capital Judicial University and besieged and challenged the "Imperial Scary" Qiao.

On the campus of Fourth University, there are girls with flushed faces everywhere.

They gathered in groups under the big trees and beside the flowers, whispering the rumors they heard last night, adding fuel to the fire of women, and after the words were processed, they passed on these rumors and spread them again.

Those passionate students who went out to "preside over justice" had not met Qiao yet, and all kinds of negative news about Qiao had been like a storm, sweeping across the entire Fourth University.

In the mouths of those girls, Qiao was a vulgar middle-aged man with a height of eight feet and a waist of eight feet.

In the descriptions of those girls, Qiao used the girl's blood to maintain her skin and used the baby's heart as a midnight snack.

In the inferences of those girls, Joe would violate more than ten young girls every night, otherwise he would be burned to ashes by the evil flames of hell.

Accompanied by the terrified eyes of the deer and the trembling voice, the girls had already begun to think about it. The bedding Qiao used every day was made of human skin.

"Who can kill this damn scum, the terrible demon, I'm willing to be his lover!"

Many girls who were both afraid and passionate in their hearts made promises to their best friends or close friends.

“The atmosphere is a bit weird.”

In the core area of ​​the Fourth University of the Imperial Capital, the top floor of the office building dedicated to school leaders and senior professors. A set of offices occupy the entire top floor and is not used very much on weekdays. In the luxurious office that is not used very much, Conrad von Heidra, the Prince of Sorenti, of the Empire, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a dark gray pupil staring coldly at the campus outside the window.

A dark light flashed deep in his pupils. Even in his sight, even those standing a few miles away, the wrinkles on their faces were clearly visible.

Under the big tree, beside the flowers, and in the corners of the campus, wherever he sees, the facial expressions of the girls are clearly visible - Conrad understands lips, and he easily recognizes what these girls are saying.

"Scum? Heresy? Demon?" Conrad took a small sip of the wine and smiled coldly and contemptuously: "Silly women... what are their minds?"

"Although I am the honorary president of the Fourth University, I must admit that in terms of IQ, students of the Fourth University are really not as good as those of the 'science seeds' of the First University."

"So what? These little girls are so beautiful, that's enough."

A frivolous voice came: "Look at the red-haired girl under the acacia plant... how majestic her mind is... the empire needs such a girl!"

Conrad turned around and looked at the man standing beside him: "The Empire needs big-breasts?"

The owner of the frivolous voice, a slightly hunched back, looked in his early fifties, a little bald, with a slightly wrinkled face, and the old man who looked 70% or 80% like Conrad was holding a wine glass.

Hearing Conrad's words, the old man grinned and raised his glass: "Yes, her child must not be short of milk... Eat more breast milk and the child will grow strong and healthy. Such a child will join the army... and can expand the territory for the empire and bleed to death!"

Conrad glanced at the old man deeply and lowered his voice: "If grandmother heard you..."

The old man laughed dryly and drank the glass of Chinese American wine in one gulp: "Ah, of course, I won't let her hear it... you won't tell her, right? Dear Conrad, my son!"

Ferdinand von Heidraburg, Prince of Heidraburg of the Dren Empire, the Golden Oak Knight of the apology enthroned by Dabou, the lifelong honorary leader of the Third Knights of Dabouu, the president of the Imperial Noble House, the honorary speaker of the Imperial Parliament, the honorary justice of the Supreme Court of the Imperial Prince, the crown prince of the Imperial Prince... Well, the crown prince in his seventies!

Compared with Conrad, who was wearing a straight and energetic Admiral's dress, a tall and energetic Conrad, Ferdinand, the crown prince of the empire...

Not only did he look aging, he even looked much older than his father, Fumata Thirteen, the king of the Deron Empire.

And his clothes are all like this... weird!

He was wearing a wrinkled silk evening gown, which was blue all over and covered with an equally wrinkled velvet robe with a big red base and golden stripes.

Ferdinand's clothes taste is not like the crown prince of a mainland power like the Delun Empire, but more like a rural junction, a small rural rich man who struggles to maintain his dignity. His clothes give people the feeling that this guy put all the clothes under his chest on his body to show off his wealth.

Conrad's dark gray pupils swept across his father.

The old man with this kind of image, walking on the street, would not stop the little thieves from Pottos, ask him for money... As the crown prince of the empire, what was going on with the sour smell of poverty that filled the whole body?

Shrugged, Conrad also picked up his glass and drank it all: "I haven't seen you for two months... Why did he suddenly come to me?"

Ferdinand walked forward two steps, his towering nose pressed against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, and his eyes stared at the girl who was "deeply needed by the Empire": "I also feel curious. Although you are the honorary president of the Fourth University, you have never liked this position. You can come to this office once a year..."

"But this time, you have been here for more than half a month." Ferdinand licked his lips while whispering to himself: "What happened? Let my dear, my ambitious second son, stay here for learning with peace of mind?"

Conrad's face twitched.

‘Doing knowledge’?

Now he really wants to kick Ferdinand from behind and kick the old man out of the window. If he can knock him to death, it would be the best.

But of course he can't do that.

Not to mention the palace secret guard standing outside, just say that the old man himself... Conrad has never figured out what level of his personal strength is at the moment, who is called the "shame of the imperial royal family" in front of him.

He let out a heavy breath, Conrad sneered in disappointment: "I don't believe it, you really don't know anything?"

Ferdinand stuck out his tongue, licked the glass, and then chuckled a few times with a weird 'hehe' - he laughed extremely vulgarly, as if he had really licked the body of the girl in the distance!

After laughing a few times, he turned around and walked to the wine cabinet in the corner of the office. He grabbed the most expensive bottle of aged wine in the wine cabinet with extremely accurate accuracy, put down the wine glass, pulled out the bottle plug, and then fed two mouthfuls to the bottle mouth.

Shakingly carrying the wine bottle back to the floor-to-ceiling window, Ferdinand continued to look at the little girls outside who were chattering and said leisurely: "Because last month, the various agencies under the Navy were thoroughly investigated and a hundred or dozens of suspects were arrested?"

Conrad said nothing.

Isn't this an obvious thing?

Margaret III personally ordered a thorough investigation into the "shocking case" in which the Navy top secret information was leaked and was taken to Tulun Port for sale.

If you don’t check, you won’t know. If you check, you will be shocked.

Among the major and important departments under the Navy, more than 100 suspects were arrested on the spot with unknown identity.

Among these people, some of them were shot dead on the spot when they refused to be arrested, some of them were captured alive, and some even more determined to commit suicide by taking the poison they carried with them on the spot.

The group of "cold-faced executioners" from the Imperial Supervision Department followed the clues behind these people and chased and found several influential figures that day.

As a result, the inspectors of the Supervision Department and the military police who cooperated with the operation encountered fierce resistance, and more than a dozen small-scale battles broke out in Fort Hydra.

Margaret III was furious and ordered the entire naval system to be thoroughly sorted out.

As the spokesperson of the Imperial Navy and the object of secret loyalty among the Imperial Navy generals, as the interests agent of those big families in the naval system that have close interests with the ocean, Conrad could only temporarily stay away from naval affairs and ran to the Fourth University to "cultivate his mind and cultivate his nature" and wait for the "substantiation of the truth".

Ferdinand, the old guy, was very heartbroken. He was deliberately stabbing Conrad in the heart.

"This is nothing to do." Ferdinand sighed: "Since your grandmother released the Junker chaebol, and promoted them to nobles and have the right to participate in politics...this is destined to become like this."

"The army, the army, which was completely controlled by the Teutonic nobles, has gradually occupied a lot of territory by the Junkers over the years, not to mention that the navy was built not many years ago, relying more on the wealth, manpower and material resources of the Junkers?"

"Junkes, they are merchants, and the nature of merchants is that there is nothing they dare not sell."

"For the sake of their interests, they can walk onto the gallows with their heads held high... For their own interests, they can sell out all interests... Whether it is the interests of the empire or the royal family... let alone the interests of ordinary people!"

Ferdinand kept shaking his head and staring at the girl under the acacia tree: "So, it's a matter of time before there is a problem with the Admiralty... For the sake of a hundred thousand, or ten thousand, or even a thousand gold marks, help some unknown forces to arrange a few people into the Admiralty, what's the matter?"

"So, Conrad, your trouble is still behind."

"This time I was slightly scared and jumped out. They were all small fish and shrimps. Everyone was in the deep water... In the future, you have to be more careful, more careful."

Conrad held the wine glass and stared at Ferdinand tightly.

This was the first time Ferdinand explained some truths to him, and he did think that Ferdinand was right.

The biggest problem, the biggest trouble, the biggest contradiction of the empire today... is that the Junkers, who have huge wealth, are gradually gaining power beyond wealth!

And wasn’t these Junkers able to go from “fat pigs raised by the empire” to “noble nobles of the empire”? Wasn’t this all Margaret III released this beast with his own hands in order to quickly improve his strength?

Ferdinand sighed and shouted loudly: "Come on, go to the pasture outside and call that big... no, that pitiful little girl. As an elder, I must care for the next generation of the empire!"

"Looking at her pitiful little appearance, she must be in trouble."
Chapter completed!