Gross Irreverence

"Early this morning, two more newly arrived transmigrators accepted our invitation and joined Great Britain's camp."

"Of them, one point requires special emphasis: one claims their race is a Demon, while the other claims to be human but acts with the former as the lead. They appear to be in a superior-subordinate relationship."

"Besides that, both claim to possess abilities that can extend lifespans and restore health..."

After hearing the Bureau Chief's words, the expressions of the others present did not change much.

As people who held great power, they naturally had all manner of private channels through which to obtain firsthand information.

Orsaga had only just finished registering his information form.

Yet they already knew every piece of intelligence recorded on it.

The Bureau Chief, who was well aware of this, naturally did not dwell on the matter.

Instead, he continued with a grave expression:

"However, according to the latest intelligence, the person we sent to receive them not long ago—our colleague, Angus Veldgar—became incomparably agitated the instant he laid eyes on them. He prostrated himself on the ground and swore allegiance to them..."

"!?"

Hearing this, the expressions of those who had not cared much about the matter and had still been considering how to prolong their lives through the new transmigrators immediately changed slightly.

A somewhat obese bald old man hurriedly asked:

"Allegiance? What do you mean?"

As an old acquaintance who had known Angus Veldgar for decades, he had never known the man to swear allegiance to anyone. Even toward the royal family, Angus merely put on a show.

After glancing at him, the bureau chief answered gravely:

"Exactly what it says."

"The very second Angus Veldgar saw them, he swore allegiance to them as though he had seen God!"

"And it was not an isolated