Royal Palace Conference Hall.

The area here is the largest in the palace, almost the same as the basketball court.

In the empty room, in addition to the load-bearing columns and the lights and calligraphy on the wall, there is also a huge round table in the center.

If you are lucky enough to attend the World Conference, you will find that everything here is exactly the same as the Pangu City Conference Hall in Mary Choa.

But no one cares about these.

Among the four people present, the three except Gal had been silent for a long time.

Loka tried to speak but stopped several times, but she resisted the desire to complain.

Gal was eating in front of the table. Although it was a bit awkward to eat in the conference room, there was nothing we could do.

The griffin is too big. This is the only place in this palace where it can stretch its body freely.

Everyone was very uneasy in front of everyone, and they felt like they were seeing their parents, and they curled up in a panic.

Gal has told them all about what happened last night, and now it is time to introduce himself.

"So, this guy is quite afraid of being angry, please take the initiative."

He raised his head in a hurry and added.

Loka looked strange: "Boss, this griffin, oh no, can the lonely whale be a mother?"

The other two seemed to have the same idea, staring at the griffin in unison.

"Uh." Gal stopped chewing and looked at the griffin in surprise: "Okay... it shouldn't be?"

Although the griffin was lying on the ground at this moment, it was still a little uncomfortable to be seen.

Even if there is a difference between humans and beasts, it will still be awkward to be stared at by a group of people who want to see their gender.

"Forget it, let me introduce myself. My name is Loka, so I'm a sniper in our team!"

Seeing that the griffin was uncomfortable being seen, Loka skipped the topic, walked over and patted its claws.

"Please take care of it!"

"Chir~"

The griffin screamed softly, counting as a response.

"Sirence Joan of Arc, Swordsman."

Joan of Arc said coldly, hesitated for a while, walked over and took a photo of the griffin's body, and said hello.

"Chir~"

Only Stella is the most serious and gives a meticulous gift.

"Welcome to join, I am Master Gal's maid, Stella."

"Chir~"

"Speaking of it, your feathers are so soft to the touch." Loka kept touching the griffin, and just about to pull out a few hairs.

It seemed that I couldn't feel satisfied with my hands, so I simply put my whole face on it and rubbed it around.

Even Joan of Arc on the side did not take back his hand that he had greeted him before and secretly stroked its wings.

Only Stella was busy organizing her food and didn't join in the fun.

Gal put down his wine glass and breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah--I'm full."

"Okay, OK, gather."

He clapped his palms and attracted the two people who were gradually getting familiar with each other.

"First of all, let me tell you about the Lone Whale. You two were not here that day and you may not know the situation. I'll explain it."

Gal raised his hand and pointed at the griffin: "The little whale will also be domineering in both colors, and it is the one who fought with Hancock a few days ago."

"As expected." Loka was not surprised, and said for granted: "After all, only monsters are worthy of being noticed by the captain, right, big guy, hahaha."

Loka also knew the griffin and slapped its precursor familiarly.

Joan of Arc also nodded slightly and agreed with the answer.

"So talk about the serious business."

Gal didn't refute anything, because it was the truth.

"The letter has been sent to Hancook. Although the guards who sent the letter have not returned, the situation should be what we expected."

"If nothing unexpected happens, she will sit down and negotiate."

"If this negotiation goes well, you won't have to work so hard day and night after going to sea. Of course, the main ones are Stella, and we are gangsters."

Those days, when the sailors on the boat heard Han Cook's name, they were all attracted to the deck and ggled together.

So during those days of escape, Stella was busy cooking, cleaning, checking the hull, etc., and only she understood.

Loka raised his hand and pretended to be a primary school student to speak: "Boss, what do you mean... can I take some dancers away?"

According to the boss's opinion, he wanted to add some entourage staff, so his understanding was not wrong, right?

Before he could be happy, he was rejected by Gal.

"Dream." Gal rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Those sailors are fine, but if something goes wrong, they can kill them at will.

But if Loka takes the woman on the boat, something happens to happen, it will be too annoying to deal with it.

After all, he had sex with Loka and killed him directly. Even if he didn't care, Gal felt that his boss was too heartless.

Not to kill? That's even more impossible. Before he could fill his wings, he didn't want to be targeted by the government.

No matter how you do it, there is a problem.

So I simply refuse and it's all over.

"Let's talk about this later."

Gal was unwilling to say things too well. He had Stella with him, so he couldn't let Loka accompany his hands every day!

Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later.

"I understand." Loka fell down like an eggplant made from frost.

"Let me talk about everyone's mission."

Gal pushed away the leftovers on the table and made a space for Stella to lay the palace map.

"First of all, the negotiation location is set in the garden, which is here."

Gal pointed to a place on the map and explained: "This place is spacious, not far away is the Royal Palace Castle, which is convenient for sniping, and there is a forest next to it. The little whale can be hidden inside and can be supported at any time."

He looked at Loka and said, "You brought the guards of the kingdom to set up snipers in the castle. You have to be far enough, and Hancock's abilities are not that easy to use."

"As for what you do, you can grasp it yourself."

He is not a sniper, and he doesn't understand the twists and turns, so it's better to let Loka play freely.

"Joan of Arc is waiting outside, and your task is to let Hancock enter the garden alone."

Joan of Arc was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded seriously.

He looked at death and said, "I will definitely do it."

Gal was so amused that he reached out to give her a broken head: "I didn't let you go to the death."

"You just need to keep an eye on them. As for how to keep others voluntarily..."

He looked at Stella.

The latter understood and did not need him to speak, so he opened his cherry lips lightly: "Don't worry, young master, I know how to do it."

Gal nodded and said to everyone: "If Han Cook is the only one, it is not impossible to deal with it."

Speaking of this, Loka was excited.

Rubbing his hands, he was full of vulgarity and said, "Boss, what are you going to deal with?"

"Pharm? Confused and tempted? Or the ultimate skill - seduced?!"

"Go to your second uncle!" Gal threw a plate over casually.

Loka raised his hand to catch it, not afraid of him being angry, so he continued to laugh.

"But boss, look at your arrangement, isn't it just a reunion of old friends?"

"Send us all away, and you will be able to support you at any time without disturbing you."

"I guess, the back garden is full of flowers now, right?"

Loka pretended to lift her nose: "I've already smelled the sour smell of roses."

Otherwise, hooligans understand hooligans, rogues know rogues~

It's really accurate to look at people!
To be continued...