Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 1015

Chapter 1006, Destroy the House

There were only four people in the Kafiola family’s meeting room:

Angel and the three family leaders.

After she laid out her so-called conditions, the three leaders couldn’t even control their expressions, their faces inevitably turning grim.

The atmosphere in the meeting room became silent and tense.

But the more nervous they became, the more relaxed Angel seemed, as if she couldn’t see the occasional fierce glint in their eyes.

She crossed her legs, placed her hands on her lower abdomen, and spoke to the three members of the Kafiora family in a rather leisurely manner,

“Actually, you only have three choices now.”

“You can give the order for your family guards to rush in and kill me, and then hope that those guards can protect you and break out of the mansion.” “

However, first of all, you may not be able to kill me. After all, I have also undergone rigorous special agent training and have excellent grades. I even received the highest score in crisis escape training in my class. You can give it a try and see if I can escape.”

“Secondly, there is no point in me dying here or being kidnapped by you. The orders to the elite members of the Ministry of Justice outside are that if you use force, they will ruthlessly eliminate all life within the encirclement, regardless of whether I am still alive or not.”

“In the end, even if a small number of you managed to escape, what would be the point? All your property would still be seized and nationalized, and you would be left to linger in the darkness with those hidden rebels. The final outcome would be the same.”

After hearing her words, the three people present remained heavy-hearted.

They might have already planned to tear Angel into pieces, but they were certainly aware of what Angel was saying. They had never truly considered turning hostile and engaging in v*olence; the outcome would be no different from everyone committing suicide on the spot.

Angel smiled with satisfaction. She clapped her hands and said with a smile, “Very good, it seems that we have reached a preliminary consensus. Let’s talk about your second option.”

“You can also choose to pretend to agree to my request now, and then find a way to oppose it afterwards, or use your so-called political connections, or contact the rebels to fight against these conditions afterwards.”

“But I suggest you think carefully about it. Can your political connections work? I’m afraid not. Our people make up the majority of the upper echelons of the imperial political arena now. Among the remaining locals like you, either they obey the orders of the empire, split up their families, and become good officials or pure officials; otherwise, they will be quickly wiped out like you.” “

Will it be useful for you to contact the rebels? No, if those rebels are still living in the dark, they may be able to survive. After all, the work of sorting out the thousands of hive cities in Holy Terra is not something that can be done in a short time, but you certainly don’t want to live in the sewers with them; but if they want to stand up and help you obviously, it will only accelerate their demise.”

The people of the Kafiola family still didn’t speak.

But in reality, what Angel said was exactly what they wanted.

It was impossible to refuse openly; today was a fight to the death; however, the world was not black and white. They could have agreed, but in actual implementation and operation, there were too many gray areas to waver.

The policy level was to split up the family, but in reality, personal dependence was still maintained; in terms of industry, it was said to be nationalized, but from the specific workshop production workers to the management, it was all controlled by the Kafiola family, so there was not much difference between nationalization and confiscation…

This was just lip service, not to mention that the policy could be implemented to a perverted degree in the name of the alliance. You demolish my house, I will demolish everyone’s house in Indynia, causing complaints in this hive, and then unite with other families in other hives…

Directly joining the rebels and living in the sewers certainly wouldn’t work; however, we can be less aggressive in suppressing the bandits; after all, our homes have been torn apart. Those Chaos rebels are also local residents, with numerous connections. It’s only natural that they have excellent access to local news and intelligence…

These were all thoughts running through the minds of the three leaders of the Kafiora family.

They were almost determined to do just that.

As for the dangers and threats Angell had just mentioned… they certainly cared and took them seriously.

But the more seriously they took it, the more cautious they would be in their future actions, striving to avoid any evidence.

There always had to be resistance.

There had never been a single order from above, and the entire chain of operations had truly begun to operate as they had envisioned.

Angell saw through it, but didn’t elaborate.

She simply cited a few incidents in other hives and described the fates of certain families.

The core point was this: the fact that they had led their troops to surround their homes today proved the resolve of the central and coalition governments. If even the slightest mistake is discovered, the entire clan will be annihilated with swift force.

With the lessons learned from the past and the Alliance’s sufficient strength as a guarantee, this truly warrants careful consideration.

After this, she smiled and mentioned what she called a third option:

“Of course, there is a third option.”

“According to the Alliance’s requirements, the clan will be split up. All Kafiora will either disperse to different hives or join the Indomitus Crusade. The Alliance’s rank system will be implemented, and Kafiora’s talented individuals will be promoted to high ranks, demonstrating their talents and abilities in all walks of life on Holy Terra and on the countless worlds reconquered by the Imperium.”

“You are capable. Your people’s education, exposure, and foresight are far superior to those of the general population. Those with sufficient ability will always stand out.”

“In the future Imperium, there may no longer be a political entity called ‘Kafiora’; however, every member of the Kafiora clan will flourish throughout this universe and live even better lives than they do now.”

“The choice is yours.”

“Oh, by the way, I have another piece of news for you.”

“Mr. Silabbi Kafiola, Assistant Minister of the Imperial Taxation Department, has submitted an administrative application to change his last name, which has not yet been approved. However, his appointment as Deputy Minister of the Taxation Department has been confirmed.”

“I just don’t know if he will be Deputy Minister Kafiola or something else.”

The three heads of the family looked at each other with gloomy expressions.

(End of this chapter)