As the time approached the arrival of the Red Star, the pressure on McGree's body grew. During this particular period, the number of people who would come out to act among the major powers of the empire began to increase. Their strength is enough to reverse many unfavorable situations on a small scale, and no matter which family they are, they have to pay attention to such people.

After all, the Chiraandi family still relied too much on the deterrent power of the leader, and Macquarie, who knew this, often thought of a way out of this predicament. Wandering in disappointment, he couldn't find a reason for the other forces to come together with Chiraandi as the center. The history of the first two generations of knight kings of the empire is too deadly, and it is like a prophecy that has always existed, turning the head of the regiment, who should have been the center of convergence, into an existence that all forces avoided.

Lately, Macquarie has often been reminded of the old Vethera Fortress. After smelling the smell of other countries' forces, he remembered that he was almost at the appointed time period. The Red Star came in more than sixty years, and even if Macquarie did not personally participate, he was a person who transitioned from that war. He was impressed by the rapidly changing situation at that time.

"It's time for the super-states on the left and right continents to be included in our respective considerations. For the first time, there was a sigh in the steady voice, and Lisuman was slightly surprised.

"These are things that should be something for the Imperial Council and the Imperial War Department to worry about. "Compared to Macquarie, Lisuman's center has always been herself, and rarely radiates to other places.

"But in order to achieve the goal of immortality, the members of the Presbyterian Council of the various families will not give up any opportunities, and will take advantage of everything that is available. At present, there is no specific interpretation of the meaning of the six red stars, and we can only guess based on the ancient historical materials in our hands. Those in the Presbyterian Church will surely appreciate this special moment. Their opinions will definitely be the same, but it is no longer the same attitude towards the enemy, but their own pursuit of immortality or eternal life. ”

"Lisuman, I think you'll have to consider leaving the Holy Emperor Hall when the time is right. In the vast intertwined web of the Holy Emperor Room, there is no place in the center to put your name. If you slow down, you'll probably have a share of the so-called 'sacrifice'. ”

Lisuman let out a small laugh, like a mockery of this sentence, and like a silent rebuttal. After a very short period of time, Macquarie didn't want to stay on the topic, and finally cut off contact after reminding Lisuman that everything was to be careful.

It seemed that there was something to say, but Lisuman looked at the communicator that had fallen silent in the palm of his hand, took a deep breath, determined the time of the moment, and lay down on the bed again. There were still a few hours left before she went to the Holy Emperor's Hall headquarters to meet the Holy Emperor and gain freedom of movement for the next few months, and she wanted to get some rest.

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"Eh、、、 yes, that's it, keep this position, pay attention to your facial expression, hold, hold!

"Okay, okay, don't squint your eyes because of the light, keep them open, keep them wide! Completely reveal those eyes with black pupils! Remember, when I count 'one, two, three', I must keep my eyes open and look at this 'red cross' on the camera! You know, sir, this is very important! When creating the atmosphere, we also need to capture and record it perfectly. Eyes are the best thing to convey feelings!"

"Good!" With an imposing interjection, a man in his thirties wearing a bowler hat and long hair tied into a small bunch at the back of his head finally breathed a sigh of relief. He waved his hand, and a group of people around him moved and began to remove some things and clean up the grounds.

Kasia was a few meters away in front of the man, and at this moment she also pretended to be relaxed. Before he could soothe the expression on his face, a staff member went to his side, pulled him to the dressing table, and continued to add makeup on his face.

On the side, Isha and the female Nighthawk were also accompanied by professional makeup artists, preparing their outfits for the official shooting in the near future. Adolf and General Pullman, there doesn't seem to be anything going on with them here. The two of them were sitting far away from the venue at the moment, with wine beside them, talking about something. As for the other members, in addition to the captain, there were also thirty or forty people who came to this very spacious filming location.

After leaving the train station in the early hours of this morning and meeting in the nearest city, Adolf chose to use the limousine as a means of transportation to another intercontinental train station on the border of the country. On the way, he received a communication from Hongmang, and immediately changed his route, leaving most of the people to the station unchanged, while the rest of the people arrived at the outskirts of the city in the afternoon.

Very spacious, like a large unmanned factory. Today, only Kasia and a large group of staff members made it seem a little quieter, and there was often a "buzzing" echo after the words were louder.

When they first arrived, apart from Adolf and General Pullman, Kasia hadn't had time to figure out the specifics. It wasn't until I was pushed to the dressing table and saw all kinds of clothes hanging on several shelves next to me, as well as a dozen cold weapons and firearms props in large frames, that I realized a little.

But Isha: They would only think that it was an advance preparation for the mission. Cassia is probably the only one who understands why. At that time, my heart was finally relaxed, because the unanswered questions that had been bothering Kasia finally had a clear clue.

Along the way, they were thinking about whether their true identities were exposed, and whether they had been known by Adolf and Trevicon. Now, the answer is no. In the eyes of the two of them, in the minds of Miss Tavel and them, they have always been the Soriatu found by the Kingdom of Chir who looks very similar to Kasia.

Kasia already knew the purpose of this operation, and it was likely that Miss Tavel had returned to the Empire, and after getting the same information as her own, she decided to activate her so-called "Kasia" substitute and go to the Empire to attract attention. I don't know if the outcome is good or bad, but the current situation may be good news for Kasia, at least with some support from the organization behind him.

By the time of the official shooting, it was already late in the evening. In the words of the person in charge here, a man in his early thirties with a full sense of art, the light in the evening best met the employer's request.

As if attending an important ceremony, a few minutes before preparing for the shoot, not only Kasia, but also Isha and others seemed nervous. It is true that there are no such things in the world of the surgeon, because there is no need and nothing will be brought.

Kasia looked at herself in the mirror and had the idea that she could have become so good-looking. Behind them, on the more than a dozen sites that had already begun to be arranged before they arrived, various staff members were busy checking the final details. The team members and captains, all dressed in their first costumes at this moment, are standing together, waving realistic props in their hands, talking and laughing, a rare and warm scene.

"You seem to look a lot better like this. Isa's voice came from beside him, "I haven't seen it yet, you still have some potential." ”