"Do you know how many judges of the Great Vortex are now? Do you know that the anti-smuggling ships of the Ministry of Justice are everywhere? Do you dare to bring those aliens out to wander! Green skin! Hrud! Short man! What else? Do you also bring a space undead!? You know that once you are discovered, even if you have nine heads, you will not be enough to cut it!"
Rozim shook his head quickly.
"No, no, absolutely nothing, no, no, no, no, I have never heard of any undead."
Then he muttered in a low voice.
"Isn't your wife..."
"Also talk back, I-"
Soshiyang stood up suddenly, circled Rozim with anger on his face, and then nodded:
"Okay, okay, I can't care about you anyway. Since you like adventure so much, you don't have to go back to the battle group. Go and take risks casually. No one will care about you! Ah, our battle group can't hold you, the big adventurer!"
"What are you doing, so angry?"
At this time, the office door opened, and Veronica walked in with a helpless look on her face, holding the dessert and drinks.
"All the best brothers, it's not a big deal. The soldiers all like Rozim very much. The warriors are always happy in the warrior's restaurant. If he doesn't have him, the warrior will not be suffocated to death? Don't be angry, just eat something."
After putting down the plate, Veronica looked at Rozim with a helpless look on her face and smiled:
"But I didn't see that, Rozim, you are quite good at making friends. The Hruds are famously timid and xenophobic. Even the best diplomats of Ada are difficult to communicate with them. In a sense, it is also a skill to be able to make friends with them or even become friends."
After Veronica praised this, Rozim immediately laughed into a flower.
"Hehe, as long as everyone talks well, it's actually nothing..."
But it was immediately interrupted by Soshiyan.
"Veronica, don't praise him. This bastard doesn't know what he is called when he praises it! Discipline, Rozim, do you know what discipline is in your head? Repeatedly and repeatedly violate the discipline of the battle group. Tell yourself, what are you? The warriors like you, you have to set an example for them, not to make jokes to everyone! Last time I was caught by the ascetic, but this time it was a man of our own. If I were caught by other battle groups, do you know that you might be dead!?"
"Captain of the Battle, I know I'm wrong..."
"You know? You know a ghost! I bet you will definitely do it next time!"
"Soshiyan, just say a few words, nothing happened, and Rozim did nothing."
"Don't talk for him, he is playing with fire! He is playing with his life! Isn't luck so good every time? Besides, if you want to take risks, can't you go to some safer places? Do you have to run to the war zone? Are you afraid that others will not find out?"
As he said that, he took two steps, sat back on the chair and looked at Veronica.
"You go out first, I'll talk to him alone."
"You--"
"Would you please go out first?"
Veronica pursed her lips, rolled Soshyang's eyes and left the office.
Suddenly, the room fell silent again. Soshyan just looked at Rozim, not knowing what he was thinking. Rozim was a little uncomfortable being stared at. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand to the table.
"I...I'm eating a cake? I haven't eaten for a long time..."
Seeing that Soshiyang didn't move, he took a biscuit and took a bite carefully.
Suddenly, the other party moved for a moment and said slowly:
"Rozim, answer me seriously, what exactly are you going to do?"
"Just... I'm just bored staying in the fortress... I just happened to be short of money on hand, so I thought of making a little money from the big vortex..."
After saying that, he reached out to grab another piece of pastry.
Soshiyang sighed helplessly.
"If that's true, I'll entrust you to be the governor of a planet in the Great Vortex for the rest of your life. Would you like to?"
Rozim shook his head vigorously.
"I... I am a war group person in my life, and death is the war group soul. I can't rest assured that my brothers, and you are there."
Soshiyang rubbed his forehead.
"Why can't you hold back that turbulent heart?"
"Then... I'm still a bachelor, and I don't feel like you can live a married life with a beautiful wife every day..."
"Shut up."
Soshiyang shouted softly, then raised his chin.
"Sit down."
Rozim sat down, then picked up the cup containing the drink, took a sip and smacked his lips.
"My sister-in-law is good at craftsmanship. Is this the Spiritual Food? It tastes pretty good... Maybe it's a marketing point."
"Hey hey hey."
Soshiyang tapped the table with his finger.
"What asked you to explain is not what you did here for food reviews."
"What are you giving me?"
"What have you done during this period!"
“Uh…”
Then Rozim said everything that happened along the way, but there was some reservations in the middle, such as the mysterious young man, while listening, Soshiyang's brows were locked and he never let go. Until Rozim talked about their encounter with the Demon Prince and the Dark Angel in the bottom nest of Jing No. 2, he finally couldn't help but moan with his hands on the table supporting his forehead.
"You...really you'll cause trouble for me..."
"It's nothing, we all ran out."
Rozim still had no so-called attitude, and he was even more annoyed when he saw Soshiyan.
"If there is something really wrong, do you think you can still stand here!?"
"Uh... But then again, is the Dark Angel too much? Even if it is fighting heretics and demons, there is no need to kill so many people by chance? I heard that they are using phosphorus fire?"
"Don't change the topic! Don't ask so many things you shouldn't ask, it's not good!"
Soshyang calmed down for a while, then asked:
"Where is the entourage of the judge?"
"Go back to Terra."
After hearing this, Soshiyan didn't say anything, but pointed at Rozim with his finger and said very seriously:
"Remember it to me, this matter is broken in my stomach, don't mention it, and don't use it as your capital for bragging!"
"Oh oh oh, I got it."
After saying that, Soshiyang picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one sip. When he put it down, his anger disappeared.
"But your freight is good enough, it's okay... That devil prince can't hold you?"
"That's it! If it doesn't run away, my broken god thunderbolt killed it to the scum!"
"What the Broken God Pili... You must have something hidden from me, otherwise you and the short man who sells compressed towels can withstand a demon prince?"
"real!"
"Forget it, I don't have time to talk to you... You will follow the transport fleet back to the monastery fortress. Remember, don't run around, otherwise I really can't spare you!"
"that..."
Rozim rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"Captain, are you going to Terra?"
As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Soshiyang knew what he wanted to play. He glared at him and said:
"Don't even think about it, get back to me honestly."
"Captain of the Battle Team, look at my age and have not been to the capital of our empire yet... What a pity."
“There are many people who have never been there.”
"Look, I am the most devout to the Emperor's Grandpa."
As he said that, Rozim took out a booklet, opened a few pages, and started to mutter:
"...A loyal believer who is healthy, has a convenient journey, and has financial ability should go to Terra at least once in his life... He must not eat any gaps in his hooves but does not ruminate... No, no, I took the wrong one."
Throwing the green booklet aside, Rozim took out a white booklet.
"If the loyal people of the empire have the conditions, they should go to Terra for a pilgrimage once in their lifetime. Yes, yes, that's it."
Soshiyang looked at the other party with a helpless look on his face and asked back:
"Then, how many times have you been to church this year?"
"Uh... there will always be one or two times?"
"Do you know where that is?"
"I know."
"Then are you willing to throw away your animal friends?"
"No need, they're nothing to do..."
"Then are you going to take Terra?"
"Well..."
Rozim asked carefully:
"No?"
With a snap, Soshiyang's hand slapped heavily on the table.
Chapter completed!