Realizing that there may be some places where "money" may be used in the future, Soshiyan decided to accept Zorge's "tribute".
"Okay, since you have this intention, the battle group accepted it. Well, I almost forgot that the power of Okam staying in the Death Cult is also given to you. I hope it can help you in your future career. I didn't have lunch when I came, so I left a simple meal."
"A great honor."
Just then, a slight ticking sound came from Zorge's collar. As soon as he was about to close it, Soshiyan smiled:
"If you have something to do, you can handle it first."
Zorge nodded and turned on the hidden communicator. After listening for thirty seconds, he whispered:
"I see."
Then he looked at Soshiyang, but the other party said first:
"Is there anything wrong?"
"A senior manager under his command is a bit troublesome, and I may need to deal with it myself."
Soshiyang then raised his hand.
"It's okay, if you have something to do, go and do it."
Zorg then looked at the box, and Soshiyan immediately understood:
"Remember to take this away together."
"Captain of the Battle Team, then I will say goodbye first."
Zorg picked up his suitcase, turned around and walked out of the office with Thorns, and then Veronica possessed herself and whispered in Soshyan's ear:
"Oh, are you going to use him instead of Okam?"
Soshiyang sighed helplessly.
"I have this idea, but now it seems that it's not possible. He has concern in his heart and can no longer become a simple tool... Speaking of which, he is a bit similar to Kayan, and he is worthy of being the master and servant in the past."
"Then why don't you try the power of the royal court?"
"Let's talk about it."
"There is one more thing. Before leaving, Doralqing recruited some mercenaries from other races in the Great Vortex. He never had time to tell you about this."
Soshiyang frowned.
"Mercenary? What to do?"
"Doral said that several virgin worlds have sent messages to the royal court for help recently, but the royal court is currently weak, and the two Val's blessings also need strength to defend, so they can only rely on the power of some other clan mercenaries."
"Is that true...the virgin world is those wilderness tribes, right?"
"Yes, in the past, they would ask for help from the nearest ark when they were attacked, but the royal court raised the flag of Isa Mother Goddess. Most of the wilderness compatriots still maintained the faith of Isa Mother Goddess, so they have begun to establish contact with the royal court one after another, and naturally they will ask for help from the royal court."
“Assaulter…”
Soshiyan tapped the table with his fingers. Some problems were not that he was unwilling to face, but that he was too sensitive and too difficult to make decisions about his identity and position.
But Lorena was right, he could no longer treat himself as an outsider, and this would be unfair to Veronica. After all, she always supported herself wholeheartedly.
“…what are they all.”
Veronica hesitated for a moment, and Soshiyan then held the other person's hand.
"This is something I should know."
"Well, most of the attackers are...humans, there are those servants of chaos, pirates, and...the army of the Empire and the Astartes."
Soshyan was not surprised by this with mental preparation. As Astarte, who had served for hundreds of years, he naturally knew the empire's external strategies, especially the world of the spiritual virgin world, which is highly livable and defensive but very weak, and it will definitely give priority to attack targets. Not only the empire armed forces, but also the Shangshang Rangers, the Mechanical Cultivation Society, and even the National Church will salivate such a world.
In fact, war is not often caused by simple hatred, and the essence of robbing living space and survival resources is.
Soshiyang rubbed his face helplessly and said:
"Since it's a defensive battle, it's understandable."
"Okay, Doral will deal with these things, so you don't have to think about that much."
"I have to consider that Okam's affairs have taught me a lesson. Even the people I trust most have to ask and consider... Forget it, let's arrange these things slowly after leaving the vortex. It seems that those short people have something to discuss with me and help me arrange a conference room that will not harm their self-esteem."
"It's already arranged, they've been waiting for ten minutes."
"Ah, that's it. It seems that every time I meet them, I'll be late."
Shaking his head and getting up from the chair, Soshyan followed Veronica to a side hall in the manor, which was much larger than the previous conference room. There were huge stone pillars on both sides, which could weaken the pressure on his body. There were three furnaces around the huge conference table, including Old Walker, the priest of Grum Neil, whom Soshyan knew.
Opposite Old Walker was a short woman. This was the first time Soshyan saw a short woman. He had heard that men and women of this race had beards, but in fact it was not the case. The other party was wearing a thick robe and a windbreaker, with a string of gorgeous gem pendants, and a thick and long golden braid at the waist. His round face looked quite majestic, and he could even see some scars left by the battle.
And between the two was a serious, heavy armored stove.
His whole head was like mottled marble, bare but could make people feel its hardness in the naked eye, and then reflected a stubborn and unyielding soul. Under the slightly raised eyebrows, there were gray eyes that were as quiet as water but as deep as the sea. His white beard surrounded his entire lips and chin. His armor was blue-gray. He even had a coat on the outside, carved with mysterious runes. There was a two-bear totem behind him, and a sheathed sword hung on his waist.
The three stove chairs were particularly high, so that they would not look too short when they sat on them, compared to Soshiyan.
"I'm so sorry, there was a guest just now."
Soshiyang smiled and walked to his seat, his chair was slightly shorter, but even so, he was still a little taller than the furnaces after sitting down.
Veronica sat in the seat on his left hand, holding the data board, pretending to be a well-behaved secretary.
Then he looked at Old Walker smoking his pipe.
"Sect Master Walker, these two are..."
Old Walker coughed twice, and his pipe pointed at the female furnace.
"The commander of Soshyan, this is the leader of Kowim Leyd and the CEO of Ingwal United Logistics."
Soshiyang nodded and smiled at the other party.
"Hello, Ms. Covem Leyd."
"Hello, the commander of the Knights of the Astral Realm, the commander of the Supreme Lord of the Human Empire Expeditionary Force, His Excellency Soshyan Alexey."
The other party's voice was both as thick as a genius, and a little soft with women, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.
Then Walker pointed at the cold-eyed warrior.
Chapter completed!