The Titan Empire: The Game of Power

Volume 1, Chapter 3

It seems that young Oskar did not become a gifted criminal by accident; he spent his entire childhood dealing with all kinds of famous criminals, and because of his studiousness, and because of his thirst for the perfect crime, he absorbed everything he could about crime in a near frenzy. Of course, in reality, there are many reasons why Oskar has to do this, despite the fact that the Ministry of Justice has sentenced him very fairly, but the Minister of State he messed with is always plotting to kill him, in order to save his own life, young Oskar has to continue to grow and seek allies, compared to Oskar's own struggles, the distant family to provide support for him more or less seems to be insignificant, and even most of the time Oskar has to seek alliances. Compared to Oscar's own struggles, the support he receives from his distant family is somewhat insignificant, and even most of the time Oscar is fighting alone.

It was the good blood of the Anru family and royalty that made young Oskar shine wherever he went. He succeeded, crime lords from all sides of Domolga Prison swore allegiance to him, and for the first time he felt the ease and comfort that comes with holding the lives and futures of others in your hands. Without realizing it, he became so enamored with this feeling of superiority that he could not tolerate anyone or anything that encroached on him.

Oskar is not vindictive, but more often than not he considers the feasibility of retaliation and destruction; it would be unwise for a successful criminal, a king in charge of the dark world, to do too many things that would be useless and invite trouble for himself. Once extremely fragile small Oscar and powerful rivals in the circle without close attention to their own forces and the other side of the forces of the growth and contrast, when he was in prison has been crowned king of the Titan mob, he felt deeply how to correctly choose allies will be the key to whether he will be able to do the breakthrough in the future. Oscar does not like to be disturbed by voices and messy people and things when he is meditating, although this little fat man is furious with you does not mean he wants to put you to death, but those who are familiar with him will understand that in fact, you are just a hair's breadth away from death. So, Molonzo. Captain Wieck, Lt. Gen. Hanin's secretary, waited respectfully at the headquarters of Osné Anroux. Captain Wieck, the secretary of Lt. Gen. Morissette's cell door, where he had been standing for more than an hour, during which time he had refused Mrs. Antoni's offer to bring him a chair. Because of Wek's deep knowledge, once that little devil inside walked out of the door of Domolga, then all his sins would disappear without a trace, and his father, that mighty marshal, he would surely use the aura of incomparable glory to cover up the stains and compensate for this son who was sort of sent to prison by his own hands, and those who knew the bottom line of the matter knew clearly that if the marshal had included his youngest son in his army's protection, then even the king wouldn't dare to ask for help from the King, and the king would not dare to ask for help from the king. , then even the king wouldn't dare to ask him for someone. Therefore, there was absolutely no harm in maintaining a certain degree of humility and deference towards this future great man now. Weike pushed his conclusion over and over again, more complacent with his correct understanding.

After another half hour or so, Captain Weike finally got his wish to meet Osne. Anru. Lord Morrissette, and though the lord showed no inclination to greet him from his beloved chaise longue, Wake tried to make his speech appropriate to the disparate status of the two of them now.

"My Lord! As Warden of Domolga Prison, Molonzo. I am honored to extend an invitation to you on behalf of my Lord, as you know, the Minister of Justice from Turin, Marquis Van Eldo, will be arriving here tonight. As you know, the Marquis of Eldor will be arriving here tonight, and in order to welcome him, my lord has prepared a ball, which I sincerely hope you will attend."

Oscar had seen many fine qualities in this machine secretary, and although at times his mouth was a little too reasonable for his own good, this did not affect Oscar's opinion of such a civilian officer; on the contrary, he had a considerable regard for some of Captain Wake's adherence to principle. This respect for a man's character made Oscar behave amiably.

"Oh la! it is that c******n, I have been informed. Well, Captain Wake, I must first of all apologize to you for the delay of your valuable time, which has been occasioned by some trifling matter which has prevented me from receiving you, which I can explain to the lieutenant-general, who is ready to blame you, and to convey my gratitude to Lieutenant-General Molonzo Hanin, to whom I am very honored to have been invited, and to whom I shall certainly be punctual. Hanin, I am very much honored by the invitation, and I shall be on time."

Veck was really flattered, as he walked out of the huge cell, he was still wondering why the "Big Brother Scales" of Domolga was apologizing to him. Unsure of the reason, Wake suddenly felt a kind of happy mood, even walking became light, "As if dealing with these rumored sinful guys is not a difficult task!" Weike finally thought like this.

Oscar left the chaise longue as soon as Captain Weick left, and he greeted his maid to bring in the prison musicians, and happily danced with Countess Antonie to the accompaniment of lively dance music. Anne could not help wondering a little when she saw that her young master was radiating joy all over his body, and she could not help asking the exuberant Oscar, "Has his majesty the king brought forward his birthday?"

Oscar's face was heaped with smiles, "No! My dear, I would have been very happy if the anniversary of His Majesty's death had come early, but that's a bit impractical, what really pleases me is that Van. Eldo has arrived early, he's a whole day early, and it seems he's in more of a hurry than some!"

"Whoa? I don't understand, are you well acquainted with this c******n?"

"No! How could I ever have known anyone outside of Domorga?"

"Then why are you so happy, and don't sell Annie short, will you?"

"Good! Dear Annie, I don't know this minister, but I do know that he brings the best part of my plan for a triumphant escape! Oh my baby, that's all I can say okay? Let's get on with the dance!"

The Minister of Justice, Mr. Van Elder, is the highest prosecutor in the country. Although the Marquis of Eldor can be called "upright", but he can never be called a good husband, a man who murdered his wife can be called a "good husband"? Naturally, the answer is no.

Don't be surprised, the Code of Titans doesn't encourage a man to kill his wife, but it doesn't say that a prosecutor can't kill his wife either, and compared to a rich girl who is mesmerized by the prosecutor's style, the prosecutor's wife is, well...! Sorry folks! The prosecutor's ex-wife was nothing more than a small, fallen aristocrat, and the prosecutor regretted his youthful impulses so much that he racked his brain and dug his heels for an opportunity to have that young lady replace his wife, but he lost patience during the long wait, and the young lady's growing belly prompted him to take a more extreme course of action. Otherwise, he, a small prosecutor, would never have been able to face the possible retaliation of the young lady's family against him.

Just when Van Elder was about to go crazy. Just when Van Eldor is about to go crazy, Mr. Pars, known as the "Poison Doctor", appears in front of him, and everything happens by chance, but it seems to be predestined. A medical accident claims the life of Van Erdő's wife. A medical accident took the life of Van Erdo's wife, the prosecutor hastily dealt with the funeral of his wife, and then as soon as possible, he married the four-month pregnant young lady into his family. It is worth noting that Van. Eldo's ex-wife's funeral and his wedding to his new wife took place in the same Church of Light, the two events being only three days apart.

After this, Van Erdol's career took off. He succeeded to the hereditary title as a distant nephew of the old Margrave, then was transferred from his province to the center of the Empire, then became legal adviser to the Emperor, and then Supreme Prosecutor of the Empire. Not to mention the qualities of this gentleman, his talent has played a role in getting him to where he is today, and His Majesty has praised him as the most knowledgeable person in the entire empire about the law.

The most knowledgeable person in the whole Titan Empire played a very crucial role in the trial of Mr. Pars, the poison doctor, who amended the hanging sentence into a suspended death sentence, and the reason was so strong that even the Minister of Justice nodded frequently, so the poison doctor who was suspected of forty-nine murders was imprisoned in Dormorga, and lived a fairly free life under the guidance of his old friends.

Until one day, a man claiming to be the Baron Dormer. Baron Dormer Oehler, the highest prosecutor in the empire, the Marquis Van Eldor. In fact, the Supreme Prosecutor accepted the baron's offer after only a moment's thought, for the simple reason that the baron knew every single one of his dirty deeds, and if he didn't cooperate with him, everything he had worked so hard for would be ruined. So the Supreme Prosecutor took it upon himself to apply to His Majesty the King for a business trip to Domolga, and he organized an expedition of more than sixty men, even though he did not know any of them.

Domol was a province just adjacent to the capital's ruling district, and his wealth and prosperity were among the highest in the entire Titan Empire, but all of this did not appear in Domolga. Whether it was the Domolga Prison or the city of Domolga that existed first is impossible to prove, but one thing is certain, as long as the Domolga Prison still exists, then Domolga will never prosper. No citizen wants to live in a city of gallows and prison wagons.

Because Domolga held the most vicious and brutal prisoners of the empire, and the dirtiest characters of the entire empire were about to come here, so the defense of Domolga was very tight, a cavalry division of the imperial near-guard surrounded this prison city which was no more than ten miles in circumference, and they were equipped with more military dogs than the number of citizens of Domolga. Therefore, in the western continent's most gloomy prison has not occurred in the prison escape or riot success stories, this has nothing to do with the warden's wise leadership, people choose to stay in the prison honestly is the reason to survive, escape and riot is the only result is to die, better to die than to live.

The ship carrying Osné. Anne-Louis. The carriage carrying Osne Anru Morissette stopped in front of the warden's residence on the outskirts of the city, two powerful guards came forward and opened the door, and little Oskar jumped out of the carriage with some reluctance, it was the first time for him to take a ride on a carriage with a real luxury compartment in so many years, in the past he came here to ride on a slightly modified prison wagon.

"Osne. Anru. Lord Morissette, Antony. Countess Antonie Homan have arrived!" The attendant at the door loudly proclaimed the two recently arrived VIPs.

Warden Moronzo. Lt. General Hanin greeted them at the door early, he looked a bit flustered, he was not in the mood to chat with the guests he invited at such a critical moment.

"Welcome, my dear Oscar!" Lieutenant General Hanin's smiling face was very hard to see.

Oscar somewhat helplessly patted the Lieutenant General's shoulder, a gesture that looked in people's eyes as if it was an elderly grandfather calming down his little grandson who had gotten into a big trouble. Although people were a bit surprised by the impoliteness of this legendary teenager, they began to feel curious about the teenager again when they saw that the Lieutenant General-sama, who had been a bit nervous all night, seemed to be a bit happier.

Antony bid farewell to Oscar and the Lord Lieutenant General as she made her way to a few of the local ladies with whom she was acquainted.

Oscar, on the other hand, was led by the Lord Lieutenant General himself into a small, unusually well-decorated parlor. Admiring the handiwork of the master interior designer from Podolik, Oskar was a bit furious, the exquisite Borsis carpet, the silver-encrusted alcohol stove, the celadon tea set from the far east, and the huge sofa wrapped in a full sheet of icy bear skin, this damned room of less than thirty square meters had cost him one hundred and twenty thousand kintypes, and the Lord Lieutenant General, who had accepted the bribe from him, was foaming at the mouth to show off this comparable palace to the one that he had been given in the first place. showing off this living room that could be compared to a palace. Little Oscar's voice turned cold.

"Moronzo, where is the man I want to see? Don't you realize that I lack the slightest interest in your parlor?"

The Lieutenant General-sama was obviously a bit flabbergasted at the obviously belittling words, but he managed to show a bit of shame at the right time, "Ah! yes! You see how slack I have been, that c******n has just been pestered by some ladies, and he and his assistant should be here shortly! Why don't you have something to drink? How about some rum? The genuine rum of Stugach?"

Oscar was a little annoyed at the Lieutenant General's pandering! Is that damn authentic rum something that this warden with the rank of Lieutenant General can drink? Even His Majesty the Emperor could only get a few bottles a year.

The plump but not at all tall Oskar reclined into the huge, relaxing looking sofa, a Podolik-style long sofa designed to be the most comfortable sitting position a person could make, and the precious, white, full leather of an adult ice bear wrapped around the outside of the sofa made little Oskar fall in love with it as soon as he entered the room.

The Lieutenant General was a little embarrassed, he knew that the young master was quite knowledgeable about the comfort of furniture, but he didn't expect him to sit so naturally on his own seat, but he just thought about it and honestly sat down on a chair next to him, after all, Oskar was the main character, and he himself was just a supporting role that he had to choose.

All the reactions of the Lieutenant General could not escape the eyes of Oskar, and he was still a little pleased to see the half-hundred-year-old Count shrinking to his side in an unusually aggravated manner. Oskar began to be happy, and in order to make the aggrieved Lieutenant General behave naturally, he tried to find a topic of interest to the Lieutenant General. As for socializing, Oscar, who had the genius con man Ritchie as his mentor, had become a master of it at an early age.

Finally, the two gentlemen appeared in the door of the living room, Oscar and the Lord Lieutenant General rose to meet, know each other a little bit of several people successively took a seat, polite speech and dashing behavior does make these four gentlemen fully in line with the name of the noble gentleman, but they are afraid to talk about the next thing will make them full of family slaughtered!

The Lieutenant General ordered his confidential secretary to bring a whole squad of guards to stand in the corridor outside the parlor, if there is any daredevil barging in, these guards will not hesitate to kill him, the safety of the big shots is also their own life.

The exquisite, compact, and luxurious little parlor fell into a calm, and all four chose unanimously to remain silent the moment the door of the room was closed, the forty-year-old, imposing Supreme Procurator, the Van. The Marquis d'Eldor was excitedly calculating his fortune, which was to increase many times over; the parent of the prison of Domorga was considering how to conceal his crime from the Minister, who did not yet know that the two gentlemen from Turin were his accomplices; and the Baron d'Orleans was carefully considering the question of how he was to be financed by the two gentlemen from Turin. Baron Dolm Ole is carefully looking at the young man who was given the name "Tian Ping" by the last big brother of the Titan underworld, this big brother Tian Ping spent countless amounts of money to save his own family, even if he died for him, it would not be too much to ask.

Oscar is specially and rigorously trained in psychoanalysis, and although what he reads in the eyes of the gentlemen is confusing, he knows that everything is under control. He was going to speak.

"Distinguished gentlemen, first of all I would like to thank you all for giving me and my brothers a chance to be reborn, a chance so important that my gratitude to you all seems so insignificant, so in these last moments I would like you all to reconsider, to the Reich Ministry of Justice, a nightmarish series of events is about to take place in Dormorga Prison, have you. Have you really decided?"

The Supreme Prosecutor surveyed Osne with an almost teasing look. Anru. Morissette with an almost teasing look, as if he wasn't even a member of the Ministry of Justice, when in fact he was somewhat amused by the way the boy was obviously mimicking one of those mob bosses when it came to saying harsh things; Dorm. Baron Dormer Oehler, who had always been a man of few words, pursed his lips, and to hell with the Ministry of Justice, which he hated no less than the big shots in Domolga; Count Moronzo Hanin, our lieutenant-general, who was a member of the Ministry of Justice, and who was a member of the Ministry of Justice, but who was not a member of the Ministry of Justice. Count Hanin, our Lord Lieutenant General, the Warden of Domolga Prison, he was completely stunned! His lips were blue, his shoulders and hands trembled incessantly, and he looked as if he were about to have a stroke.

Yes, the Lieutenant General could not believe, in fact no one could believe, that His Majesty the Emperor had authorized the Minister of the Interior not to supervise his work, but to instruct him in how to corrupt the law. But the Lieutenant General immediately realized again that he seemed to have overlooked something, and he struggled to calm his heart that was about to burst, ah! Oh dear! What was it? Oh, yes! That's right! What was that fat bastard going to do to his prison, he seemed to be making some big moves, some big moves that he was completely unaware of!

"Ah ...... please ...... please forgive me! Heh! Things have come so suddenly that it seems my worries were completely superfluous. So who can tell me what is going to happen to my prison?"

Looking at Molang Zuo, who was filled with anger, resentment, humiliation and other emotions towards himself, Oscar just reported a flat smile. He could finally get rid of this guy.

"Oh..! I'm sorry, His Excellency the Lieutenant General, I must correct you, Domolga Prison is no longer yours, His Majesty the Emperor has approved the request for you to be allowed to take a break and appointed Mr. Supreme Prosecutor to exercise all the rights as the temporary governor here, and our Acting Warden would like to be able to read out this decree that His Majesty the Emperor has issued to you in a public and enthusiastic occasion." Dorm. Baron Oehler answered Molonzo's question with unusual coldness.

Moronzo could not utter a word as he looked at the Supreme Prosecutor, who gave himself a slightly appalled head, and he understood! He has been abandoned, that dead fat man has long abandoned himself. Since he had hooked up with the Supreme Prosecutor, such a heavyweight of the Ministry of Justice, what else could stop him? He himself was nothing more than a super poor guy who had been used very thoroughly, so what would be waiting for him? Molang Zuo thought of many of that dead fat man's usual murderous tricks in an instant, he wanted to faint now, but he seemed to be more awake than ever.

Oskar was a bit intolerant, although he had always despised this Lieutenant General of the Konos, but it could not be denied that Molonzo. Hanin had done him a lot of favors, and even earlier in the day, the only person who really defended him in all of Domolga was this gentleman. Oscar had never been the type to cross a bridge, and his heavenly flat heart had long been known far and wide.

"Moronzo! Dear Molang Zuo, I know all those things you can think of in your mind, but do you really think that could happen to you?" Oscar tried to be as amiable as possible.

"Perhaps you don't believe me, but I have always looked up to you as my elder. Though you are no longer needed here, you will have my eternal respect along with an unusually generous pension that you can't imagine, and a vast estate close to the stunningly scenic Lake Niles."

Such was the case with Moronzo, as opposed to Osne. Anru. Morrissette's promises, he valued the pension and the estate nestled in a famous vacation spot. He knew that if Oscar could describe it as "exceptionally generous," then it was. He really didn't want to sit in the warden's chair anymore, and Oscar had made it very clear, so what was there to complain about? This was the best possible outcome.

Molonzo. Count Hanin after mood ups and downs to this time finally become like a nobleman.

"I am very honored to have been so favored by you, my dear Ossigne, and if it is as you say, I am happy to accept it. Everything is at your disposal, besides, you are supposed to believe in me, and I have not yet once excused myself from your request, have I?" The Lord Lieutenant General wanted to leave this place early now.

"Yes! YES! You have never let me down, everything you say is correct." A rare sincere smile appeared on the face of the little fat Anru.

"Then may I know how you operate? Please don't mind, as the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat, but I'm really very curious, those who are not culpable are naturally easy to deal with, but those particular people you mentioned, Oscar, are very difficult to deal with, as you know, His Majesty the Emperor has already deployed an army to take full control of the fortress where those lunatics are centrally held, which seems to have cut off all hope for us!" Molonzo. Lt. General Hanin voiced out the problem he was puzzled by. It was impossible to rescue the felons under close surveillance, he had dealt with several attempts to rescue prisoners from the outside world, these well-planned and well-prepared operations always ended in failure, although this time the Lieutenant General himself was also involved in the rescue, but he knew the prison guards well, he couldn't find any possibility of success.

Although Oscar holds the crown of King of the Mob, some of his essence remains at the age of fifteen, and fifteen-year-olds are not shy about showing their intelligence to outsiders.

He was eager to spit out his genius plan without reservation; after all, Molang Left .

Count Hanin's mouth was notoriously strict, but he changed his mind when he saw the supreme prosecutor across the street with a clean-cut look, and let this extremely hypocritical fellow count his crimes himself!

The Marquis Van Eldo, Minister of Justice and Supreme Prosecutor of the Ministry of Justice, was not happy with Oscar's behavior. The Marquis of Eldor, the Minister of State, the Supreme Prosecutor of the Ministry of Justice, the Marquis of Vanuatu. Anroux. Mauricette, who was very dissatisfied with the fact that he had been asked to tell him the whole plan, but he could find no reason to refuse, which somewhat embarrassed him, but the customary supreme prosecutor would not be weakened in front of a slightly scary child, and with the same grace as he had used to argue in the Supreme Court, he drained the crystal glass with a single gulp of the wine, and began to narrate it in his usual subdued tone.

"Your Excellency the General, you should know that in contrast to the petty thieves you have dealt with before, our Osne . Anru. Mr. Morissette is undoubtedly a genius, and this plan is incomparably concise, don't be disbelieving when I say it, because it's just too simple."

The Supreme Prosecutor, in selling his spiel, did not notice that Mr. Osne. Anru. Morissette's hostility towards him, it was obvious that this Marquis Lord had a rather low opinion of the kid in front of him, he didn't think that this was all planned by this kid, so he didn't show any mercy at all in his sarcasm towards this brat, and this cognitive error of his led to his death in the near future.