Darkstone Code

Chapter 1110 - 1008: Place Your Bids

"Lynch went to see the Governor. They talked for about twenty minutes..."

The Prime Minister slightly tilted his head, put down the pen in his hand, moved his seat back a bit, and leaned against the back of the chair.

He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, "What did they talk about?"

"Not sure, there are rumors saying it’s about Darkstone Security Company wanting to end its cooperation with the Special Zone. Their people are indeed packing up."

The person standing in the shadow spoke softly about what had happened less than an hour ago, as if he had seen Lynch go in and talk about something.

The Prime Minister shook his head, "No, they definitely talked about more things. It’s just that you don’t know."

After thinking for a moment, he instructed, "The recent situation is a bit tense. We’ll temporarily stop some foreign tourists’ entry applications. Do you understand what I mean?"

The latter nodded slightly, the light illuminating his chin, a grayish-green chin, very clean, but with heavy pores, looking somewhat disgusting.

Some ladies might find this masculine.

"Keep an eye on the Federation people domestically, including those spies we’ve found, try not to give the Federation people a chance to intervene."

The person in the shadow frowned invisibly in the darkness, "You’re saying that the Federation people will intervene?"

The Prime Minister corrected him, "It’s Lynch who will intervene. He’s someone who never lets people rest easy... You... No, I will contact him personally later."

While speaking, he paused slightly, ending the previous conversation, then asked, "Who has His Majesty met in the past two days?"

The person in the shadow reported a long list, many of whom were already siding with the Emperor. If someone investigated those names, they would find these nobles were minor nobles.

Conversely, not a single major noble sided with the Emperor this time, not even the former Finance Minister who resigned in disgrace.

The major nobles know how to choose in such a collision, while the minor nobles waver, hoping for longer-lasting nobility and privileges. Hereditary titles are now the only visible benefits the Imperial Family can offer.

For the sake of hereditary titles, some minor nobles would go all out.

Besides these nobles, there are also many officers and a few commanders.

Nobles don’t just refer to those with titles; officers can count as part of the nobility too, though they aren’t nobles in the common sense—they belong to the knight class.

Upon entering the Empire Navy Academy and Empire Army Academy, all students pledge to defend the dignity and power of the Imperial Family to the death.

After graduation, they each receive a knight’s medal.

It’s not just a medal; it represents a class buried in history!

These people are ultimately trouble.

"Copy this list to those gentlemen; they know how to handle it." After making proper arrangements, he asked, "Anything else?"

"No..."

Soon after, the shadowy figure vanished into the shadow.

The current political situation in Gafura stems from what Lynch said when he left Gafura.

The Prime Minister’s body couldn’t withstand it, and the curve of his back made him look very tired as he covered his face with both hands and rubbed it.

He’s not the kind of young noble who would use cosmetics; he’s an old-fashioned noble who wouldn’t apply anything to his face, at least not while he’s alive.

Lynch’s words he couldn’t forget.

Every night, in those three or five minutes before falling asleep, Lynch’s words kept reappearing in his mind.

Yes, just changing the political system would eliminate the need to worry about the Imperial Family reclaiming power and settling scores; moreover, to deal with the increasingly complex international situation, a monarchical system is no longer suitable.

If everything is done according to the Emperor’s whims, Gafura will become an enemy of the world!

They could have maintained good relations with the Federation people, but the Emperor considers them cowards and sees no need to get too close, even using the Preton pirates’ issue to strike at the Federation Navy’s confidence.

As a result... everything changed. It’s all the Emperor’s responsibility!

If the Emperor continues recklessly, Gafura might be doomed forever.

Now is not like the past; if Gafura’s Main Island falls, they will lose the chance to turn things around forever.

Therefore, the monarchy should exit the stage of history, and a monarchy constitution would be good; Lynch’s ideas fit well with Gafura’s future development.

The Imperial Family serves as a mascot, the Prime Minister holds more power, and when the Prime Minister is unsuitable for the position, they will be replaced by a suitable person.

It’s somewhat like the Federation’s system, yet retains Gafura’s unique class culture: Imperial nobles, commoners, privileges—all preserved, and that’s good.

Thinking of all this makes the Prime Minister difficult to sleep; for more than half a year, he’s suffered from insomnia.

Even now!

All because of Lynch’s words!

He released his hands, glanced at the phone, hesitantly picked it up, and after more than ten seconds, dialed a number.

Then, through the operator’s continuous transfers, a young voice sounded.

"I am Lynch..."

The Prime Minister suddenly felt an inexplicable urge to hang up the phone. He reflected on his encounters with Lynch and the reasons why things had developed to this point.

The reason was that he damnably lost control of himself, giving Lynch a chance to speak, and he seriously listened.

He shouldn’t have given Lynch the opportunity to speak, that was his experience, but now he hesitated.

"I... I am...", he said his own name. When facing some problems and choices, he avoided them.

He used some pros and cons to convince himself that he should communicate with Lynch, as this would save him a lot of time, energy, and manpower.

"Ah, it’s the Prime Minister. Is there anything you need me to do?" Lynch’s voice remained cheerful with a hint of playfulness, but the Prime Minister knew this person was a demon in human skin.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "I heard you went to the Governor’s Mansion and discussed something with the Governor?"

To his surprise, Lynch did not hide what he discussed with the Governor at all, leaving him both shocked and terrified.

"We talked about a new order that hasn’t been executed yet. You know, I run a company, and as long as the clients want it and they can afford to pay the order’s fee, we take any business."

"Of course, it has to be morally and ethically compliant. We don’t do unethical things."

The Prime Minister no longer concealed the sarcasm in his voice, "Sounds like you’re on the side of justice?"

"No, I’m on the side of money!"

"What a shameless answer!" The Prime Minister was a bit angry, harshly mocking Lynch.

But Lynch seemed unfazed, "Being wealthy is not shameless, Prime Minister, only losers are!"

The word "loser" calmed the Prime Minister’s emotions in an instant.

He was silent for a while, "What are you planning to do?"

"If the Governor can afford his order, I’ll arrange for our people to try and infiltrate Gafura."

"With the help of people from the Governor and the Imperial Family, as well as some from the Royalist Party, I can easily send thousands of people to the Imperial Capital without being noticed."

"When necessary, this group of fully-armed field personnel... of course, you can also call them soldiers, will appear directly in the heart of the Imperial Capital."

"The Opposition Sect led by you may be driven out. You can form an Exiled Government. As long as you can afford the rent, I can rent out the house I’m about to vacate in Bupen for you to use."

At this moment, the Prime Minister suddenly began to laugh, "You scoundrel, Lynch, I know what you mean. You want benefits, don’t you?"

"I don’t deny it. Rationally, I support the Secretariat. After all, I am also an Imperial noble, even if just a baron."

"But I am also a part of the Secretariat, and I support you."

"At the same time, I am a merchant. I can’t refuse profits and orders. Business is not easy to do now unless..."

The Prime Minister continued his sentence, "Unless I can offer you more benefits, right?"

"This is called regional monopoly bidding, whoever gives more, I help them."

The Prime Minister was somewhat angry, "You are fucking shameless!"

"Thank you!" Lynch remained modest and courteous.

After calming down again, the Prime Minister knew that Lynch had no issues with his claims.

If it were just those people trying to infiltrate on their own, without any help, it would be difficult.

But the issue was that with the help of nobility and the Imperial Family, those people would find it too easy to come in.

When members of the Royal Family go on a trip to the coast and return with dozens or hundreds of extra people in the car — is that an issue?

When nobles go hunting, taking seventy or eighty people out and coming back with two or three hundred — is that also an issue?

Neither of these are issues, which means it can’t be prevented at all.

If thousands of elite soldiers infiltrate the Imperial Capital, it would be catastrophic for any side.

After an extended silence, the Prime Minister let out a heavy sigh, "What do you want?"

Lynch, never having a large appetite, stated his demands and also asked the Prime Minister to discuss the rest with Truman.

Such cross-border support for a coup-like military operation should ideally be disclosed to the Federation Government.

At the very least, Truman and the President should be informed, right?

To avoid issues that can’t be resolved afterward, only to end up injuring himself.

After hanging up the phone, Lynch was not surprised. Even if the Prime Minister didn’t call him, he would have called the Prime Minister.

He did not wish to support the Emperor in continuing autocracy, as concentrating power on one person was too terrifying. No one knows what he might do if he went insane.

Secondly, regardless of success or failure, His Majesty the Emperor would be more apprehensive of him, so why let the Imperial Family succeed?

Finally, he hopes Gafura can carry the flag of the Second World War, and the Federation should respond rather than initiate the war.

Everything is for the Federation!

Lynch was deeply moved and touched by his noble sentiments!