Countess Katarina Kalkov enjoys a rare freedom, even though this freedom is very limited and far away from the earth, and even if this freedom falsely demonstrates the emperor's kindness, she still misses this kind of life under the flash and acts like a fish in water. She only has time in the space station to hold on to the idle reporters, use words and full of visits, and the interview itinerary makes those nerd reporters focus on the technological progress of Latovigna, rather than groundless absurd rumors. Most of these nerds are on the task and are responsible for turning everything seen here into new rumors. Therefore, the communication system of the space station is not open to the press group, while the scientific researchers are completely separated from them and go to the other side of the space station to perform research and experiments.

"I suggest a landing accident. A regrettable surprise is that some people are overly excited about violating safety regulations... This is common, especially in journalists who are eager for headlines." Countess Katarina Kalkov advised the emperor very sincerely at the dinner table. "I promise that if they are allowed to return to the surface alive, then all the technological advancements you invite them to visit will be strong evidence of the Latovian threat theory."

"I hope you and Natasha Romanov have found the spies in the press corps."

"The list in my hand has been screened, my lord." Although I had heard the rejection in the subtext, the Countess still refused to give up. Countess Katarina Karkov poured the emperor a glass of wine with a smile on his face. The bottle she selected from more than three hundred bottles of wine lived up to expectations. The emperor acted very much. "If you are willing to hand over this honor to execute the spy... No, I will not cut the throat of that person myself, but I believe Ms. Tita will be happy to perform this bloody task. Or do you prefer an accident that cannot be accused?"

Hammurabi couldn't help but glance at her.

Countess Katarina Karkov leaned over, with vicious schemes brewing on her tongue. She obviously forgot the emperor's style of conduct, and even became more and more excited. "Petro Maximov arranged for a space walk training after taking a vacation." The Countess raised her wine glass, and the bright starlight shone through the armored portholes on her smooth spine and arms, making the gems inlaid on the necklace and earrings shine. Countess Katarina Karkov had a terrifying beauty and charm, and his soul-stirring

The thin, long and thin eyes stared at the emperor's slender fingers, "A regrettable accident, the respected journalist took risks for the truth, violated the operating rules, closed the magnetic boots, untied the safety rope, just to peek at the portholes that the reporter group was not allowed to visit? What a great desire for knowledge and exploration, maybe there will be a street on the surface named after him, and there will even be a mourning ceremony. The reporter will receive a big pack of flowers he had never received when he was alive. Oh, what an enviable annoying person."

"I am not hypocritical, madam, I will not say that my methods are clean. I can sit here and use an idea to make someone on the surface have a heart attack, even if that person is healthy. As long as someone's death is good for the career, I don't care about the way." The emperor's words made the Countess straighten his body instantly, and his deliberately loose evening dress began to tremble. "But the death of a spy is a deterrent, provided that the death given by the law is not a lynching." He raised his wine glass and gently touched the Countess with the stiff movement. "The trial must be made public, and I have the mandate to enforce the law."

Countess Katarina Karkov laughed indifferently, as if she had never been rejected.

"Silver Sabrinova was too naive and obviously not a suitable law enforcement candidate. The Wild War was a private army formed by her father. Although they had made great achievements in the fight against crime, they did not know the identity of the employer every time." The Countess said. "As far as I know, Silver Sabrinova was hired by the enemy a lot. Although she always couldn't get along with me, it was not deliberately slander, but she was really not very smart. I believe you must know these things."

"Countess, you will definitely survive that bad future." The emperor did not hide his admiring gaze. Even though Countess Katarina Karkov's style and ideas did not meet his expectations, this woman who lives on power cannot cause much damage in his control, and can even be said to be a very useful political tool. What's more, she accepted the status quo and would not have too many annoying ideas. Although the temptation of seeking power on the dining table was annoying, it was the slightest price compared to other endings.

"I have arranged a future for you and you will like it."

"My Lord, do we have to endure this woman whose minds are filled with power?" Hammurabi couldn't help asking after dinner, "I'm really tired of her constant requests, as if she had to hold power to survive. She was a maggot living in the shadows, and such a person was not worth wasting resources. The crimes she committed before the war were enough to make her hanged, rather than sitting here for dinner with you."

"She is such a person, Hammurabi." Compared to the indignation of the Imperial Guards, the emperor seemed extremely relaxed. He even gave Countess Katarina Karkov a necklace after dinner, who promised that she would wear the priceless jewelry next time she invited. Obviously, the act of giving gifts gave the Countess an opportunity, which was enough to make her forget the tragic situation of being politely rejected when she attended a social dinner with Lorelai. "Before this, Countess Katarina Karkov never lost power. She was a slave rather than a master from the beginning to the end. I am not her master, I am just a concrete personality of power."

The emperor poured out the last wine in the bottle. It has to be said that the Countess had a very good taste in red wine. He had seen the future of Countess Katarina Karkov - if Countess Katarina Karkov was executed or imprisoned, then he would lose a useful tool; if the Countess gained more power, then where he didn't care, the Countess would become the tyrannical noble again and be executed by the emperor's judge - regardless of whether the emperor wanted to or not, he would have to bear the price he had to pay after obtaining the tools, just like every magic he performed, with no room for regret.

"There is no free lunch or dinner in the world. No matter how annoying it is, Countess Katarina Karkov can always complete her tasks, which is enough. Now the world cannot tolerate us being picky, and we will be a little more abundant when the college produces the first batch of talents." He distributed the last glass of wine to Hammurabi. "At least Countess Katarina Karkov can bring quite quality wine, which is one of the reasons why I tolerate her."

"You have a sense of humor." Hammurabi took a sip. "Next time I will recommend the commander that if you want to write a wine test report, you should let the guards take a sip. At least our tongues are much more sensitive than the testing equipment in the laboratory. I don't like the taste of this mineral, and the day when the grapes are picked must be cloudy."
Chapter completed!