"Waste? Then what did you want to do?" Luna-Phantom suddenly grew interested and asked directly.
The Commander leered. "How about we have some fun with them before we kill them? You have to admit, those two girls are damn beautiful. We're killing them anyway—if we don't take the chance to enjoy ourselves first, that would be the real waste!"
"But... they're Jedi Knights..." The Chief Physician was still somewhat hesitant.
"When else in your life are you ever going to get your hands on women this beautiful? They're not like those surgically enhanced knockoffs in nightclubs. These are genuine, natural beauties!" As the Commander spoke, he nearly started drooling. "And they're Jedi Knights! Getting to screw a Jedi Knight even once in this lifetime! Hahahaha... and such beautiful Jedi Knights, too..."
Hearing this, the Chief Physician stopped pretending and finally revealed a lecherous expression. "In that case, I can release anesthetic gas into their quarters... Once they pass out, we can... hehehehe..."
"Ugh... you people really are..." Luna-Phantom's face was filled with disgust.
"If that is the plan, I suggest mixing some aphrodisiac gas into the anesthetic. The results would be better," Luna-Dream said calmly, utterly unmoved by the topic.
"Oh! The Director truly has vision! Hahahaha! Once we're done with them, those two girls will naturally be for you to enjoy first, Director."
"Then it's settled. Begin the operation. Once it's done, I'll write a report stating that we fought desperately to kill those two Jedi Knights. The Supreme Strategic Command will issue a substantial reward," Luna-Dream said, getting to her feet.
"Yes, yes, yes... We'll be relying on the Director's kind words, hahahaha..." The Commander and Chief Physician both wore fawning smiles.
Then, the attendees filed out of the conference room one after another.
Only Luna-Dream and Luna-Phantom