Chapter 7 Chapter VII The Conspiracy

I just woke up, still a little sleepy.So he shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up. "Then why panic, Roger? Isn't this just what you want?" "Of course it's good, but..." "But what? I really don't understand. You guys have spent many years supporting Penfolds and insisting on the truth, isn't it just to achieve this goal? Now you have won, but you can't make up your mind..." "Cough, you don't understand. It's timing, which is very important. Let me explain it! This time, Kwarog announced the resignation of the general manager, and all his men and horses had to leave. As a result, the empire was in a state of anarchy. State. The Emperor must appoint others to form a 'caretaker government' to temporarily govern until the general election..."

"Isn't this great? Can't you make a big difference?" "That is true, but the Emperor has ordered Mr. Penfort to go to New Batavia. It is inevitable." "What? New Batavia? Great!" What I was thinking was that I had never visited New Batavia.I have been to the moon once, but my luck has always been unlucky, and I have neither the money nor the time to travel, except to act. "So, that's the reason for the accelerated flight? Well, I'm fine with that. If this ship doesn't make it back to Earth, I'm sure you'll find a way to get me back."

"Where are you going? I can always send you back in time. Now don't bother me with this!" "I'm sorry, Roger, I forgot you were worrying about big things. Of course, I'm done and I'd like to go back sooner, but for you, it doesn't matter a few days or even a month on the moon." That's when I noticed Roger's expression. "Roger, you look preoccupied." "Why haven't you understood what I mean? Now the emperor wants to summon Mr. Penfort. Emperor, boy! And Mr. Penfort can't go to see his majesty under the current situation! Kwarog and these guys are' They lost the car and seized the commander', they were well aware of the situation after Penfold's kidnapping, and they used this trick to take us into the army. In a sense, they did take us into the army."

"What, wait a minute, speak slowly." Only then did I suddenly realize the meaning of his words. "I see what you mean. But, man, we're not in New Batavia, we're a hundred million miles away, far, far away anyway. The Doctor should be able to get him back in time, right? He'll take care of everything when the time comes. Right?" "This... I hope so." "It's just that you're not sure, are you?" "It's impossible to be sure. The doctor said that with such a large dose, when he can recover, it all depends on the chemical quality of his own body, and it depends on what kind of medicine he is using."

"Roger, I see. They injected him with so much medicine in the end to create this situation on purpose! They planned everything in advance, didn't they?" "That's what I see too. The blog also estimates it that way." "Hey, so, Kwarog turned out to be the instigator behind the kidnapping. That is to say, the empire was originally controlled by such big gangsters!" Roger shook his head. "Don't ever try to catch them by the fox's tail, though. They'll never show their faces. They're probably the most respectable 'gentlemen.' But they can send word to Kwarog that their time has come and it's time to play dead. Lie down," went on Roger, "I'm afraid that's all it is."

"I am willing to admit defeat." I said respectfully. "So, what should we do? Tell Tucker to delay on purpose, to delay the time until his body recovers enough to handle this matter, and then land in New Batavia!" "No. We can't procrastinate, on the contrary, we must accelerate the flight at a speed exceeding one gravitational force. The emperor wants you to go, so you must go." "then what should we do?" Roger didn't answer, just stared at me.That's when I had a premonition that something was wrong. "Hey, Roger, don't you come up with another trick! This has nothing to do with me! My errands are done, and I'll just show up a few times at most. Dirty political stuff doesn't interest me. Pay me and send me back, that's it. I promise I won't even register at the election!" "You probably don't do anything at all. The Doctor is almost sure he'll recover then. Leave it to him Cope with it. But, it’s actually not that difficult. It’s not the same as attending the acceptance ceremony, it’s just going to meet the emperor, and at the same time..."

"Emperor!" I almost cried.Like most Americans, I don't know anything about the emperor.Deep down in my heart, I don't approve of this system at all.Even so, I have an indescribable awe towards the emperors and nobles.We Americans came to the empire from the backyard after all. In exchange for the right to speak in imperial affairs, we signed the agreement, agreed to join the empire as an unofficial member, and clearly agreed: our domestic system, constitution, etc. are not bound, and an agreement has been reached. After that, the imperial family Members are never allowed to visit the United States.It is, however, a well-known disgrace that "democratic" American women, more than anyone else, are likely to long for the honor of being presented at court.

"Don't get so excited," said Roger. "Maybe you don't have to do it at all. We're just trying to get ready. I mean, there's not much to do with a 'caretaker government.' Neither laws passed nor re-opened." Make policy. I'll take care of everything. If there's anything you need to do, the only thing is to see Kaiser Wilhelm and maybe make an appearance at an arranged press conference, maybe once, maybe twice. It depends on when he recovers. In fact, these tasks are much easier than the tasks you have completed. Moreover, we will pay you a large sum of money no matter whether you are really asked to do it or not."

"What the hell, it has nothing to do with whether you pay or not! Just raise your hand and get me out!" Before Roger could speak, Bill rushed in without knocking.He glanced at us and asked Roger sharply, "Did you tell him?" "Yes," replied Roger, "he won't." "What? Refuse to do it? Just kidding!" "I'm not fooling around. It's not in my contract with you." "Nonsense, Smythe: you're probably too stupid to realize it, and you're already in the deep end. It's too late to quit now. It won't do any good."

I went up and grabbed his arm. "You want to threaten me?" He shakes my hand away. Just about to speak, I interrupted him. "There's nothing to say. You get out. You're not welcome here." His face was full of surprise. "What do you think you're some kind of great person, calling the shots here?" "Very little man, how about it. But this is my private quarters, the one allotted to me by the captain. So please get out of yourselves before I throw you out. I don't like your rudeness." Attitude." Roger said softly: "Let's go, Bill, anyway, this is his private territory now, so you'd better leave." He paused and said: "I should go too, probably later Nothing will come of it. Think about it! Shall we go, Chief?"

"certainly!" I sat down and thought about it for a while.I couldn't help myself just now, and I was as knowledgeable as Bill, which made me deeply regret that it was undignified after all.but…… Then there was a knock on the door.I yelled, "Who is it?" "Captain Broadbent." "Come in, Tucker." Tucker opened the door and walked in.For several minutes after he sat down, he just played with the barbs on his fingers.After a long time, I raised my head and said, "If I put that troublemaker in a confinement room and beat him up, will you change your mind?" "Oh, you have a brig on board?" "No, but it's not hard to make one temporarily." I stared at him hard, trying desperately to figure out what was going on in that big head of his. "If I make this request to you, are you really going to put Bill in the brig?" He raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and smiled slyly. "No, you don't make a good captain that way. Even if 'he' gave me such an order, I wouldn't take it." He tilted his head toward Mr. Penforte's room. "Some decisions have to be made by oneself." "well said!" "Well, I heard you made such a decision." "That's right!" "Then it's true! Now I admire you, boy. When I first met you, I thought you were just a dry-clothes, a buffoon who could only make faces, with nothing in your head. I was wrong." "thanks!" "So I don't want to force you. I just want to know, if we're going to talk about how this happened, do you think it's worth the time? Have you thought about it?" "I've made up my mind, Tucker. It's none of my business anyway." "Well, maybe you're right. I'm sorry. I'm afraid I can only hope for his recovery." He stood up. "By the way, if you're not going to sleep right away, Penny wants to come and see you." I gave a dry laugh. "Just by the way? Did you make a move early? Shouldn't it be the doctor's turn to twist my arm?" "It would have been his turn; but he was busy with Mr Penfort. Still, he asked me to send you a message." "What message?" "He said you deserved to go to hell. Of course the wording is not as bad as I said, but the meaning is the same." "He really wants me to go to hell? Then please tell him that I will definitely leave him a seat next to the hellfire." "Can Penny come in?" "Of course. But you can tell her there's no need to waste time! The answer is 'no'!" I actually changed my mind.Hell.Why does a point of view seem more logical when Penney comes?I'm not saying that Penney played any shady tricks.She didn't even shed tears.I didn't even touch her with my fingers, but I found myself backing away.It was almost impossible to say no to Penney.She is a person with lofty ideals who helps the world and saves people, she is devout and infectious. On my flight to New Batavia, having mastered the basics of my character, familiarized myself with the background, and prepared everything to be able to appear as Mr. Penfort in any situation. I had to try to walk the tightrope that had a chance of success this time around.It was thanks to the Penfort file.I didn't know anything until Penney showed it to me. This file is a compilation of material.It includes material on everyone Penfold encountered in his long social activities, and nearly everything is documented.It's breathtaking! It suddenly occurred to me that this file must have recorded the situation of everyone on this spaceship.I asked Penny to show it to me, and she seemed a little surprised. It didn't take long for my turn to be surprised.There were actually six members of the Grand Council on board: Roger Clifton and Penfort were of course expected.But the first entry in Tucker's file is: Broadbent—Kansas native, member of the House of Lords of the Grand Council, representative of the Free Travelers Union.He also mentioned that he has a Ph.D. in physics; nine years ago at the Empire Shooting Competition, he was the holder of the title of pistol shooting champion and had published three collections of poetry. I made up my mind that I would never judge people by their appearances. Dr. Penny and Capek are also members of the Grand Council.Penney is also a master's degree in political management from Georgetown University... When I returned the file to Penny, I asked her if she had seen the account of herself.She was furious and told me to mind my own business!But after she finished speaking, she blushed and apologized to me. I devoted most of my time to the study of Penfort, and I also took some time to carefully examine and improve the masquerade imitations of Penfort's external features.Although all this took a lot of energy, from all aspects, my role is even more difficult to distinguish between authenticity and falsehood. However, what I did my best during the flight was Penfort's thoughts and opinions: wherever the imperial flag goes, freedom and equality must be practiced, and human beings must never repeat the mistakes made by their own race in Asia and Africa . I kept playing the tapes, and studied all the speeches, until I finally found that I was almost, if not a true Penfortist, then a believer. I prepared everything like crazy, I was very involved. But shortly before we reached New Batavia, Dr. Capek walked in and said to me, "Show your left arm." "why?" "Because we don't want you to faint due to exhaustion when meeting the emperor. After an injection, you can sleep until the spaceship lands. Don't worry, we will give you a resuscitative injection at that time." "What's going on? So, you have concluded that he cannot recover for a while?" The doctor didn't answer, just gave me an injection.I also tried to finish listening to a speech that was on air, but fell asleep after a few seconds.All I remember afterwards is Tucker whispering respectfully in my ear, "Wake up sir, please wake up. We've landed at the Ripper Landing Site now."