Darkstone Code

Mr. President, Mr. Truman. Minister of Defense, Chairman of the National Security Committee, Director General of the Army Intelligence Bureau...

Many dignitaries, along with Lynch, entered a separate small room. What Lynch was about to discuss was not suitable for disclosure at the moment, so the President chose to first listen to what he had to say and then decide what to do.

It must be said that the Federation is a very good country, very free, where everyone can express their opinions, and here... as long as you can persuade others to agree with your ideas, then you can gain support from the people.

From industry associations to local governments, and then to the Senate and the House of Representatives, whether in court or in the President's office, as long as you have enough eloquence and supporting arguments and your content is valuable, you will surely get recognition from people.

More than half an hour later, the group came out of the office. First, the President thanked everyone for rushing to the President's Mansion in the middle of the night to discuss countermeasures and invited everyone to have breakfast together at the Mansion.

This morning was absolutely a day of tribulation for the cooks at the President's Mansion; never had they been so busy before, preparing dozens of breakfasts all at once while trying to serve them simultaneously.

Apart from these, the fleet returning home also began to change direction, heading toward the offshore of Amelia Region, as Lynch convinced the President.

As a follow-up, some important departments started holding press conferences, marking a day destined to go down in history.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the Gafura diplomat stationed at Bail Federal, just out of bed, slapped the buttocks of two women beside him to wake them up.

After casually throwing a few bills onto the bed, he walked into the bathroom to clean his body.

The role of a diplomat, which in many people's views seemed to be a very tough job due to its particular nature, requiring intelligence, responsiveness, and a firm stance.

Often diplomats do not have enough time to discuss contact with their countries, as people push them to make decisions immediately, the decision representing not themselves but their nation.

Before the outbreak of the world war, the job of a diplomat was indeed hard, navigating among several or even more countries to find a balance of interests for their nation.

That period saw the emergence of many excellent diplomats, who convinced others to agree with their views and support their ideas through wonderful means, showcasing the excitement and danger of diplomacy.

However, it has become much simpler now.

Don't agree?

Can't reach an agreement?

Flip the table, roar loudly, and within a week's time, the Empire's naval fleet can turn your coastline into hell!

In this era, Gafura's diplomats are the most comfortable, for they can simply threaten others, leaving almost nothing unreconciled.

The advantage of shifting diplomatic strategy from diplomacy to strength diplomacy is clearly evident; as long as the nation is strong, it is hard for people to refuse the demands of diplomats.

After exiting the bathroom, the diplomat glanced somewhat oddly at the clock in the room; he thought the naval battle should have ended and the home country would contact him to inform him of the outcome and the subsequent steps he needs to take.

However, there was still no phone call notifying him, which gave him an eerie sense of unease.

He picked up the phone intending to contact home proactively, but upon answering, there was not a single sound from the receiver.

He hurried to the window, gazing outside, only to find the embassy surrounded tightly by federation soldiers.

After a brief moment of panic, the Gafura diplomat calmed down, knowing that undoubtedly the invincible Royal Navy had won once again, hence the federation's fear, enclosing the embassy to restrict communication inside and out.

The Gafura diplomat wore a faintly contemptuous smile, already imagining himself throwing documents at the Federation diplomats to shame them.

Upon reaching the first floor, he saw two call girls standing awkwardly in the lobby; the place was completely sealed off; no one could enter or leave, including the two local call girls.

The Gafura diplomat did not mind showing his gentlemanly manner at this moment, as if the invincible fleet of Gafura had destroyed the pride of the Federation people, he had likewise conquered these two women, thus he didn't mind being a gentleman now.

He escorted two young ladies to outside the diplomat's embassy, proposing his request, "I am right here and won't go anywhere, but you shouldn't trouble these two ladies because you lost the naval battle; they are innocent."

Slightly lifting his chin made him look distinctive but not overly arrogant, with a gentle smile on his face though his tone was undeniable; he fully embodied the term 'high-handed.'

Yet soldiers outside the embassy did not understand his request or even speak to him, which annoyed him.

"Find your officer!"

Shortly, about ten minutes later, a car stopped outside the embassy. More reporters and onlookers gathered, and when the newly appointed Deputy Minister of the Federation's Foreign Ministry appeared, the Gafura diplomat showed a hint of arrogance.

He blinked, adjusted his outfit, preparing to ridicule the deputy minister publicly in a manner like joking, pricking the proud heart of the Federation people.

But before he could say anything, the Deputy Minister loudly questioned him, "Besides supporting the Pretton Pirate Group to indirectly control Nagariel's economy, did you do anything else shameful?"

The Deputy Minister spoke not in a negotiated manner but loudly, and reporters frantically took photos, onlookers showed satisfied smiles, finding the news quite interesting.

"What nonsense are you talking?" The Gafura diplomat was momentarily stunned before reacting, "The great Emperor of the Empire has always respected the sovereignty of any independent country globally, we never interfere in other countries' internal affairs!"

Regardless of whether they actually did interfere, he must at least state a position and attitude. Thus, this Gafura diplomat quickly became aware of some issues, "If there are any problems, we can find a place to talk, no need to stand here!"

As he spoke, he attempted to walk inside and gestured an invitation, but the Deputy Minister did not give him the opportunity to realize this.

"No, I need to leave in a moment; I am here only to inform you that in the process of annihilating the Pretton Pirate Group, we found suspected Gafura Royal Navy ships aiding them against our encirclement, you must give us a clear explanation!"

The Gafura diplomat barely maintained his composure, softly asking, not as confident as before, "Do you have any evidence to prove what you're saying?"

The Deputy Minister, standing firm, would not make the mistake like his predecessor being dispatched to the West for industrialization development.

Now the situation has changed; diplomatic policy demands toughness; the past set does not apply, hence his exceptional hard stance, "We sank all pirate ships, including those suspected active ships of the Gafura Royal Navy."

"You're asking me what evidence we have?"

"Our salvage team is heading to the naval battle area, and when we salvage those sunken ships, you or your Emperor will be interested in explaining why the Gafura Navy is intertwined with pirates!"

"Or say, from the start, it was the Gafura people supporting or using the Pretton Pirate Group to control the economy of Nagariel United Kingdom!"

He cast a side-eye at the Gafura diplomat, turned and walked toward the car; the Foreign Ministry was getting ready for a press conference to explain the matter. As the newly appointed Deputy Minister, he hoped to leave a profound impression on audiences nationwide and worldwide.

The Gafura diplomat couldn't help taking a couple of steps forward, only to be stopped by soldiers; he clutched the fence, standing over a threshold clearly crossable in a single step, and looked at the Deputy Minister who had now opened the car door, shouting loudly, "I know nothing about what you're saying; I need the right to contact the outside world!"

Again glancing at him, the Deputy Minister finally concurred with the request.

Upon returning to the room, as he picked up the receiver, his hand tremblingly spun the dial, an unprecedented suffocating sensation made him extraordinarily uncomfortable.

Each busy tone seemed exceptionally prolonged during this time, and after two transfers, the call was finally connected.

The Gafura Minister of Foreign Affairs, who left Bail Federal not long ago, now spoke entirely differently than when he was in full spirits arriving, now revealing a sense of despondency.

"Your Excellency, I just heard something unbelievable..."

Perhaps the diplomat found solace in being able to get through to the Foreign Minister, a calm overtook his tumultuous emotions, narrating the details he knew.

Initially, he thought the Minister would laugh and say this was a joke by Federation people for saving face, but he was wrong.

"We cannot confirm whether it's a complete annihilation, but we are verifying, also now your work becomes extremely crucial..."

"Firstly, steadfastly deny any relation between Gafura Navy and the Pretton Pirate Group."

"Secondly, find out which fleet of the Federation executed this combat plan, their scale, parameters..."

The buzzing tinnitus plunged the diplomat's consciousness into blankness; besides the symbolic Princess of Victory and Knight Long Horn Battleship along with eight destroyer escort ships remaining, all other ships of the First Fleet were wiped out!

Still verifying?

That was nothing but an excuse!

The news of the defeat of the invincible Gafura Royal Navy was too shocking; no need to exert much brainpower to calculate, the diplomat clearly understood the world order was about to undergo enormous changes!