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Chapter 252 Her Majesty the Queen

Everyone replaced Yian's Enterprise with Yian's 400-meter heavy cruiser of Dawn Saint Sword II.

Of course, when it was confirmed that it would take this ship to visit, the Dawn Saint Sword changed the paint from a blue-gray practical paint to a platinum diplomatic ceremony style.

On the Dawn Sword, Ian found that his personal guards were dressed in the same clothes as Speaker Palpatine's Speaker...

Both parties carried explosive guns, wore red power armor, red cloaks, multi-function helmets with Spartan characteristics, etc.

Picard and others could only bite the handkerchief silently behind their backs. Although they were already out of the shackles, the guard of honor could only make a guest appearance in the security department, but they were handsome. The flashy things like the guard of honor were just the legacy of the old era and could only waste resources, but they were handsome...

Looking at the four types of honor guards on both sides of the red carpet, the New United Army's honor guards are a bit similar to the French honor guards, solemn and gorgeous. I won't mention the two pure red honor guards, but one of their honor guards is a member of the security department wearing a tight red jacket and holding a phase rifle.

People are more willing to die...

Picard and others looked as usual. Then they saw the Guard of Honor of the Camilas...

Your sister's imperial country is doing such a good face project...

Yishui's long-legged uniform blonde lady...

Mr. Picard, who is already over 80 years old, is ready to move...

The two blonde middle-aged handsome men who were ahead of time held each other's hands tightly and dealt with the reporter's photos. The two were whispering along the way when they went to the banquet hall.

"Does Jenno Goode sell?"

"That is the highest technological crystallization of our country..."

“Can you sell it?”

"Do you have to add more money, is the widest ship sold?"

"That thing is a special ship. It can be customized but it is not cheap."

"Look, so we'll have some talks, pay with Jenno Goode?"

"Don't mess around, I want that thing purely a collection habit. The Supreme Supreme cost is about 1.5 resource planets with a radius of 4,000 kilometers. I can build it here or the Galaxy Republic."

"It is worthy of being a super-galaxy civilization... Are the cost of flagships calculated by planets?"

"I mean, in order to build that supreme, the Galactic Republic directly hollowed out two resource planets."

“Unbelievable…”

"The resources consumed in the construction of this kind of special-installed ship have always been literary figures." Yian shrugged.

"So, let's take out two resource planets and customize one." Desla also shrugged his shoulders.

"Success." Yian was stunned for a moment. Some people really want this outrageously low-priced thing, except for the rich people in the Galaxy Republic?

In the subsequent banquet, the interstellar Federation, which was pragmatic in style, showed great discomfort. The current Gamilla Empire obviously took the aristocratic route, which was completely different from the social form that had abandoned the conventional economic and social system and turned to a similar social model, where the whole people took their own needs and did their best to eliminate extravagance and waste.

At the banquet at Jiuchilin, the scene of holding wine glasses, wearing gorgeous dresses, and talking among the crowd is a scene that only can be seen in historical data for the people of the Interstellar Federation.

Of course, if you look at the portion and the venue, it is actually no different from a nightclub companion.

Look at Picard, who is still old and federal rookie James T. Kirk, are already surrounded by a circle of noble girls.

"What about that guy over there? Don't you call her over?" In the corner, Ian pointed at the wine glass. "That queen San seems to be named Stasha Iskandal?"

"Iskandar has chosen not to intervene in these mundane things anymore." Desra shook the red wine in his hand.

"This is not good." Ian remembered that Iskandal opposite him was giving technology and aiding the earth.

"What are your opinions?" Desla said that I didn't want to listen.

"In addition to not having an invincible volatility gun fleet, Gamyras completely follows the old path of Iskandal. As long as there is a suitable investment partner, the one in Iskandal will probably end up investing." Ian curled his lips.

"Staxia once said..."

"Is she beautiful?"

"... It's very beautiful." Desra looked at Yian vigilantly. There was more than one spouse in front of him. According to the rumors collected by the newspaper, Sitasha might perfectly reconcile the aesthetics of this guy, except...

"History has taught us countless times that the more beautiful a woman is, the more lie it." Ian glanced at President Desra with a squinted look. "But this is all a matter. The most important thing is you, President Desra. Your character is too consistent with the sad heroes in the drama."

Why do I feel sad as a hero as a good commander? Desra's eyes clearly expressed his doubts.

"Look, the arrogant and cold-blooded nobles unified the empire in the civil war with force and took office as president. They had beautiful subordinates who had a crush on you, followed a group of beautiful and capable subordinates. In front of them, there was a noble woman who admired and admired, and was carrying the life and death of a whole race... You have some of the traditional sad heroes." Yian counted one by one.

"It is for this reason that I must do it. For the future of the great Camillas, the sacrifice of the sins of so many people is the sin that I will bear forever." Ian tried hard to imitate the arias in the play.

“It’s all done for you.”

"To make the stars surrender, to bring salvation to this universe, for that person of mine."

"..." Desla looked at Yian, who was all second in the game. "Are you investigating me?"

"You didn't check?" Yian took a sip of water and moistened his throat.

"That's all right." Deslaquan pretended not to hear those few lines that were too Shakespeare's middle-second. Although he had passed by when facing Stasha before... "In addition, I suggest you not to fight Iskandalism."

"I know, although the queen is not in charge here, Iskandar is not dead yet." Ian thought of the discovery of the reconnaissance fleet in the Greater Magellanic System. You Iskandars are in trouble. Billions of self-discipline warships are asleep in countless subspace bases, and then the living people don't know where to go, leaving only a few Miaomiao people to pretend to be garlic on the Iskandar Star.

Sister, the Iskandars are bloody and slaughtering the Magellanic Cloud. Is it not many years since the establishment of the Iskandar Empire? Are you pretending to be a pacifist here...

"Hmm?" Desra's hand stopped shaking the wine glass.

"I have always suspected that Iskandar's Invincible Armada can respond to the Queen's call at any time." And this Queen is also a master who knows how to use psychic energy.

Yian looked up, his eyes crossing hundreds of thousands of kilometers to meet the gaze of Queen Sitasha who was looking here.

"Are you, Her Majesty the Queen?"
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