Bulgarian Empire

Hoover sighed deeply, looked at Sava Mutkurov, and said, "Now Bulgaria has reached the moment of life and death. There are strong enemies outside who are feeding on them. The inside is now like a powder keg that will ignite at the slightest point!"

"His Highness is very worried about this and feels that the Stambolov's cabinet is no longer able to control the situation. He is ready to dismiss the cabinet!"

While already prepared, but Sava Mutkurov was still surprised, as if a bolt from the blue sky hit the head as well as someone poured a pot of cold water from head to toe and numbed the whole body.

After a few moments of silence, Sava slowly came back to his senses. He barely raised a trace of his spirit and stared at Hoover with his eyes fixed on him, asking in disbelief, "What?"

Hoover nodded carefully, showing that this was indeed the case. He then took out a box of cigars, lit one, and took a puff. He then said, "Mr. Sava, would you like one?"

Not waiting for Sava Mutkurov's answer, he lit another one and handed it over. Sava Mutkurov numbly took it and then took a deep smoke. It seemed so simple to smoke and quietly burned that one could do without thinking.

Soon the short cigarette burned out, and Hoover looked at Sava Mutkurov, who was still silent, and said, "Do you want another one?"

"Oh, thanks! No need!" Sava Mutkurov suddenly woke up and replied, still a slight panic.

Hoover was not saying much, just quietly looking at Sava Mutkurov. He knew that now all that should be said had been told. There was no point in saying anything.

As for threats and bribes, that is not even suitable for use here. At this level, it is clear what kind of choice to make and what kind of result to reap.

He saw Sava Mutkurov stood up and wandered from side to side in the office. After a moment, he let out a deep sigh and asked with some concern, "What does His Highness intend to do with the cabinet?"

Hoover knew that he was worried about being purged later. After all, the Stambolov government had done an awful job. Countless people in Bulgaria wanted them dead.

"The members of cabinet are diagnosed by doctors as having possible mental illnesses due to the stress of their work. They are unable to keep working for the government anymore. His Highness has already contacted a hospital in Vienna and intends to send them there for a period of time for treatment!" Hoover said calmly.

Sava Mutkurov's hangs heart dropped at once. He knew that Ferdinand was going to let them off the hook.

After all, the fame of Stambolov's cabinet is too bad. Once the power is lost, it is clear that it will have purged later.

It seems sending them out of the country is the best option at the moment. As long as the cabinet members are acquitted, they, the Liberals, won't get a big purge later!

After watching what Stambolov's cabinet is doing lately, he also doubts whether there is really a mental illness.

If Stambolov had known what he was thinking, he would have wailed! That's not how it happened at all, right? Who knew that the idiots under his command had made this happen!

"All right! Mr. Hoover, if His Highness has any orders, I will do as I am told!" After saying these words, Sava Mutkurov seemed too exhausted all his strength and collapsed softly on the seat at once.

...

After dealing with Sava Mutkurov, Hoover has completed most of the tasks given by Ferdinand.

The other military forces of the Liberal Party, all far away from Sofia, are simply out of reach of the whip. Once Stambolov's cabinet has been removed, it will be difficult for them to move.

Ferdinand is not a teenager. As long as they do not go to the extermination set, even if the senior officers want to move, the officers and soldiers below will have to cooperate to do so.

When he received the news from Hoover, Ferdinand was ready to make a quick move and take the Stambolov cabinet by surprise before the news spread.

Ferdinand changed his plans and directly sent people overnight to inform the members of Parliament and convene the National Assembly in advance. Although he also knows that now the National Assembly has been entirely controlled by the Liberal Party, he still intends to go through the motions.

As Ferdinand delayed the news on purpose, Stambolov's cabinet was only informed the next day. It made Stambolov, who was already in power, quite unhappy.

But before he could vent, he was interrupted by the hastily coming Ionas and no longer had the heart to bother.

Ionas brought a piece of world-shaking news, a list of executed human prisoners. That's right. The prisoners have executed the night before. Seeing the long list, Stambolov knew the sky was about to fall.

His thick lips as pale, like two willows, leaves as faintly trembling as if anxious to have something to say.

Mihail and Wilson, who then arrived, read the list and became pale. They all knew it was going to be over.

The Cabinet members, who get lost in thought, somehow walked into the National Assembly. They were then seated in their seats, all dizzy, not saying a word, ignoring the greetings of the crowd. They did not change much, even when Ferdinand walked in.

Ferdinand knew that he settled the big picture. After all, the news was too shocking. Stambolov's cabinet had a hard time reacting in a short time, and it was too late to think of a solution.

The National Assembly still convened, and Ferdinand spoke directly without going through the usual motions and said, "Gentlemen, I regret to have to tell you now the bad news!"

"We have Mr. Stambolov and several other cabinet ministers, who may be suffers from mental illness and are now unable to continue to preside over the government!"

The people below instantly burst into a frenzy of talk.

"What? How is this possible?"

...

However, looking at the cabinet members who are now fuming, it seems like they really seem like they are sick. Everyone went over to greet them just now, and they didn't even answer.

In fact, now Stambolov and the others were sober. They just didn't know how to cope with the next questions. Since Ferdinand said they were sick, the few people decided to pretend to be sick at once.

After all, the massacre had already happened. There was no way for them to explain it to the outside world. The execution of tens of thousands of people without a court trial was horrifying. Once the news spread, they would be known as rats in Bulgaria, where people shouted at everyone for their actions.

Ferdinand's claim seems to be the only way to get them back in one piece. If they are mentally ill, the law will not hold them legally responsible.

Karl, who got appointed as a Chamberlain, shouted, "Order!"

After a few moments of effort, when everyone calmed down, Ferdinand continued: "Well, as you can see, there is really no way for them to continue working for Bulgaria in their current state. I have contacted a hospital in Vienna for them, and will send them there this afternoon. The guards will now send them home and pack up!"