Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

“Those defectors deserve to die, but we also know that the purge is just a pretext for her to seize power. The power in our hands was taken away not because we were guilty, but because we stood in her way.”

A complete silence fell over the meeting room. Fear no longer belonged only to the defector, but enveloped everyone present.

They may have different stances and character, but they are trapped in the same web called "power struggle".

Past power struggles have become a shared "original sin," and no one can remain uninvolved, nor can anyone be certain that they will be the ultimate survivor.

Inside the courtroom, Titania was looking at the list of high-ranking officials, her finger pausing lightly on the label "not defected but needs checks and balances." What she wanted was not a simple purge, but a complete reshaping of Grammer's power structure.

Chapter 293 Impeachment

The doors and windows of the Grammer executive conference room were tightly sealed, and the thick soundproof barrier blocked out all outside noise. Only the holographic projection on the table reflected the tense faces of everyone.

After hours of arguing and compromise, a dangerous plan was finally agreed upon.

At the next Grammer All-Area Conference, Titania will be impeached on the grounds of "abuse of the power of liquidation and attempt to monopolize power." More importantly, the long-dormant "entropy syndrome" procedure will be activated to completely dismantle the fighting power of the Grammer Cavalry.

The projected information on "entropy disorder" flickered on the screen, with cold text indicating its function.

By disrupting the entropy balance between the core of the Grammer Ironclad power armor and the neural link between the warrior and the armor, the combat response speed is suppressed, and some equipment is even put into an irreversible dormant state. The operator inside the armor gradually disappears from the physical level.

This was Grammer's ultimate measure to prevent the Iron Cavalry from spiraling out of control, but now it has become a weapon used by the higher-ups to sideline Titania.

"Once the Iron Cavalry loses its fighting power, Titania becomes a toothless tiger."

A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the high-ranking official who proposed the plan.

"Without the support of the military, her impeachment case is inevitable."

"But what if the remaining Zerg counterattack without the Grammer Cavalry?"

A high-ranking official wearing glasses couldn't help but speak up, his voice filled with obvious concern. Although he was dissatisfied with the loss of power, he still remembered the destruction that the Zerg had brought.

He had barely finished speaking when he was interrupted by another white-haired executive, whose tone was full of contempt.

"The original Zerg hive was destroyed by Zeus long ago! The remaining Zerg are nothing but headless flies, which can be easily wiped out by sending some ordinary troops."

Some people added with a sneer.

"The knife held to our throats right now is much closer than the threat of the Zerg that's far away. Titania could arrest us tomorrow under the guise of 'purging,' do you want to wait to be imprisoned in the border mines?"

Their concerns were instantly overwhelmed by fear. The people in the conference room nodded in agreement; their contempt for the remaining Zerg and their anxiety about their own safety intertwined, completely siding with the plan.

No one mentioned the Iron Cavalry's past contributions in protecting Grammer anymore, nor did anyone ponder the permanent damage that "entropy syndrome" might inflict on them. Faced with the very survival of power, all potential risks became sacrifices that could be made.

"Then it's settled."

The elderly man at the head of the group slammed his hand on the table, and the impeachment draft and the activation authorization code for "entropy disorder" popped up on the holographic projection.

"Three days before the conference, we contacted members of parliament separately to garner their support; the order to activate 'entropy syndrome' was personally issued by me."

A few days later.

Inside the circular assembly hall of the Grammer Tower, suspended holographic lights illuminated the faces of hundreds of members of parliament in the circular seating area.

On the high platform in the center of the hall, Titania sat in the main seat, her silver-gray eyes calmly sweeping across the area below.

In the front row, those high-ranking officials who had once firmly held power in Grammer sat upright, their fingertips unconsciously rubbing their cuffs, unable to hide the restlessness in their eyes.

Just as the agenda of the conference reached the "Post-War Reconstruction Proposal," a young, newly elected member of parliament suddenly stood up.

He was dressed in a brand-new suit, holding a holographic speech in his hand, his voice trembling noticeably, yet he still spoke according to the pre-rehearsed content.

"I...I want to impeach Titania! Since the end of the Zerg War, she has abused her power under the guise of purging the 'surrender faction,' stripping many nobles and generals of their authority, and has unilaterally controlled the deployment of troops and the allocation of resources, intending to seize control of Grammer's power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

Many neutral lawmakers looked surprised and subconsciously glanced at Titania on the platform, but she remained seated and motionless, not even raising her eyelids, as if she were not the one being impeached.

This brief silence became the signal for action from the higher-ups. The white-haired nobleman in the front row was the first to rise, his voice firm and resolute, directing the impeachment against those at a deeper level.

"Titania's actions have severely undermined Grammer's checks and balances! As far as I know, she has recently bypassed the council on multiple occasions, issuing secret orders directly to the Iron Cavalry, and even sealed off the accounts of the border mines. There must be something fishy going on here!"

Immediately afterwards, three more high-ranking officials stood up one after another, and some of them produced so-called "evidence".

Several edited logs of military supply dispatches showed someone tearfully "accusing" Titania of being a traitor who demoted his family members to remote outposts.

In an instant, calls for impeachment surged through the hall.

Those centrist lawmakers who were initially hesitant began to whisper among themselves, their eyes filled with doubt, incited by the higher-ups.

The executives in the front row, seeing this, revealed a secret sense of smugness.

They had anticipated that Titania would panic over the impeachment, and that she would rush to defend herself, but the figure on the high platform remained as cold as a statue, not even changing the curve of her lips.

"Titania! You have nothing to say?"

The white-haired nobleman who had previously launched the attack emphasized his words, his voice laced with provocation.

"You think you can intimidate everyone with the Grammer Cavalry? Without the Council's authorization, you are nothing!"

This sentence was like lighting a fuse. In the upper echelons, the middle-aged man responsible for safeguarding the activation permissions of "Entropy Syndrome" quietly reached for the micro controller in his pocket, the most crucial step in their plan.

He looked up at Titania on the platform and saw that she remained unmoved. His anxiety and arrogance intertwined, and he finally pressed the red button on the controller.

"Zizi-"

A faint crackling sound of electricity flashed through the air, and a cold smile curled at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth.

He could almost see it: in the next second, the power armor of the Grammer Cavalry would fall into a deathly silence due to entropy imbalance, and those warriors who once struck fear into the hearts of their enemies would become inanimate "iron shells"; he could almost see the calm on Titania's face shatter, replaced by panic and helplessness, and at that time, all they would need to do was add fuel to the fire to pull her off the platform.

The members of parliament in the hall were also waiting—many knew about the existence of "entropy syndrome," and they were curious about how Titania would deal with the impeachment after losing the support of the Iron Horse.

Time ticked by, but the expected chaos did not materialize. Instead, Titania, standing on the high platform, slowly raised her head, her silver-gray eyes sweeping over the high-ranking officials in the front row, and finally, a faint, mocking smile appeared on her lips.

Just then, the heavy alloy doors of the conference hall were suddenly pushed open.

Clang—

The silence was shattered by the loud thud of metal striking the ground, followed by the heavy, synchronized footsteps, each step seeming to pound on everyone's heartbeat.

Hundreds of Grammer Knights, clad in power armor gleaming with a silver-blue sheen and wielding energy blades and explosive guns, marched into the main hall in formation.

Their helmet visors were tightly closed, revealing only the red aiming lights in their eyes, and they exuded a chilling killing intent that had settled from the battlefield.

The low hum of the power armor in operation was clearly audible, and the Iron Rider emblem on the shoulder armor gleamed under the lights. This was Titania's core combat power, the very force that the higher-ups thought would be paralyzed by "entropy syndrome."

"H-How is this possible...?"

The middle-aged man, who was still clutching the controller in his pocket, turned deathly pale. He looked down at the controller abruptly. The screen clearly showed "startup successful," but the iron cavalry in front of him was completely unaffected and even more imposing than usual.

The cavalrymen did not stop, but went straight to both sides of the platform and lined up to form a tight barrier.

The captain of the Iron Cavalry at the front stepped forward, knelt on one knee before Titania, and his voice carried throughout the hall through the loudspeaker of his helmet.

"Grammer Cavalry, according to central command, all personnel are assembled!"

This response struck the high-ranking officials like a thunderclap. The white-haired nobleman's smug expression froze completely. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He could only stare blankly at the motionless iron cavalry. Their plan, their proud "killer move," had completely failed.

"No, impossible... The entropy disorder has clearly been activated..."

The newly elected legislator slumped in his chair, muttering to himself, his earlier trembling turning into uncontrollable shaking.

He subconsciously glanced at the senior executives around him, only to find that those who had once been so spirited now seemed to have all their strength drained away: some were supporting themselves on the table with their hands, their bodies swaying uncontrollably; some had pale faces, their foreheads covered in cold sweat; and some had unfocused eyes, repeating "It's over," "It's all over."

Titania finally stood up, and the holographic projection on the platform suddenly lit up, with videos playing on the screen.

Those were scenes of high-ranking officials plotting in private: some were secretly negotiating with Zerg envoys, promising to surrender border star systems in exchange for their own safety; others were transferring family assets, depositing gold and jewels into the interstellar black market; still others were discussing in the conference room how to trigger "Entropy Loss Syndrome" and how to fabricate charges for impeachment...

Every video is crystal clear, revealing even their expressions and tones.

"Do you think the purge only reaches the surface pieces?"

Titania's voice came through the loudspeaker, calm yet with a power that penetrated the heart.

"Do you really think you can easily control the activation permissions of 'Entropy Disorder'?"

She raised her hand and pointed towards the entrance of the hall.

"Lord Zeus has long been aware of your underhanded tactics. He had already removed all the backdoors in the 'Entropy Disorder' program beforehand. Your attempts to undermine me were a joke from the very beginning."

"Zeus..."

Upon hearing this name, the high-ranking officials were once again jolted. The one who had single-handedly fought the Zerg hive and turned the tide of battle had actually been secretly aiding Titania all along?

Their previous luck and their scheming schemes seem so laughable in the face of absolute power.

Fear finally overwhelmed them completely. The middle-aged man who had been gripping the controller suddenly slid off his seat, tumbling and crawling towards the platform, collapsing to his knees with a thud, his voice filled with sobs.

"Titania, no, Your Majesty! I was wrong! I shouldn't have been blinded by greed! Please spare my life! I'm willing to hand over all my assets and atone for my sins at the border mines!"

With the first person taking the lead, the other high-level officials also completely collapsed.

The white-haired nobleman threw away the "evidence" in his hand, stumbled and knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly to the high platform; the councilor who had been crying earlier was now really crying, repeatedly begging for mercy; some people tried to escape through the side door, but were stopped by the iron cavalry warriors at the door and could only be escorted back with their faces ashen.

The clamor for impeachment ceased in the entire assembly hall; only the pleas for mercy and sobs of the high-ranking officials remained.

The neutral lawmakers were utterly shocked by what they saw.

Titania looked down at the weeping high-ranking officials at her feet, her silver-grey eyes showing no pity. She gave an order to the Iron Cavalry captain beside her.

"Bring all those involved in the conspiracy, including those who colluded with the Zerg and transferred assets, to the courtroom to await final judgment."

"Yes!"

The captain of the cavalry stood up in response and waved to signal his soldiers to move out.

Cold metal handcuffs locked the wrists of the high-ranking officials, dragging them up from the ground. Those who were once high and mighty in power now resembled stray dogs, their former arrogance and haughtiness completely gone.

Only after the last high-ranking official was escorted out of the assembly hall did Titania look back at the members of parliament below the stage, her tone returning to its usual calm.

“Grammer has no need for traitors or schemers. From today onward, the council will be reshuffled, and all positions will be filled by merit, not by family background.”

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"The threat of the Zerg has not been completely eliminated. What we need is unity, not infighting. Anyone who dares to disrupt the stability of Grammer, regardless of rank, will be severely punished."

The councilors rose to their feet and bowed to Titania on the platform, their voices unified and firm.

"As the Empress commands!"

The holographic lights in the hall were still bright, but the atmosphere was completely different from when the conference started.

The previous restlessness and doubts vanished, replaced by absolute faith in Titania. The iron cavalry warriors on both sides of the platform remained standing at attention.

Titania gazed at the scene before her and let out a soft sigh of relief. The power struggle had finally come to an end, and Grammer was about to usher in a new order.

Chapter 294 Reforging

The night in Grammer Tower was exceptionally quiet; the power struggles of the day had subsided with the arrest of high-ranking officials.

Titania's palace was not lit with elaborate palace lanterns; only the cool moonlight shone through the huge portholes.

She changed out of the silver-gray armor that symbolized her command authority and into a traditional Grammer wedding dress.

Her white gauze dress was embroidered with delicate star patterns, and the collar and cuffs were adorned with pale blue gemstones. Her long hair was no longer tied into a neat high bun, but instead hung loosely over her shoulders.

Her usually sharp, razor-sharp silver-gray eyes held a hint of barely perceptible tension and anticipation. She sat quietly on the velvet chair by the window, her fingertips gently tracing the pattern of her gauze dress, waiting for that figure to arrive.

A slight "click" came from the door lock as Zeus pushed the door open and entered.

Upon seeing the scene inside the room, I suddenly stopped in my tracks. Under the moonlight, Titania had shed the sharpness of the battlefield and the arena of power. She was surrounded by a gentle yet firm aura. Her white wedding dress blended with the starry sky behind her, making her so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

"you......"

Zeus's eyes flashed with obvious surprise. He had never seen Titania like this before. She was no longer the shrewd and calculating Queen Grammer, but simply a woman waiting for her feelings to be reciprocated.

Upon hearing the sound, Titania slowly stood up. Moonlight fell on her cheeks, reflecting the seriousness in her eyes.

She did not avoid Zeus's gaze, but walked towards him step by step, her voice soft yet clear.

"Thank you for your help with the entropy disorder. But I'm not here tonight for power, nor for Grammer's safety."

She stopped and looked up at Zeus, her silver-grey eyes filled with emotions she had suppressed for a long time.

"From the first time we met, from the moment you cleared away the hidden dangers of 'entropy syndrome'... my heart beats for you."

After saying this, Titania's ears turned slightly red, and she gripped her skirt tightly, waiting for a response.

Even though she was the absolute queen of Grammer, she couldn't help but feel nervous like any ordinary woman when expressing her love.

Zeus looked into the undisguised sincerity in her eyes. He had seen her courage on the battlefield and her decisiveness in the face of reckoning, but this was the first time he had seen her so gentle and openly express her feelings.

He stepped forward and gently took Titania's hand.

"I know."

Zeus's voice was much gentler than usual, and his eyes were full of laughter.