"Ha ha ha, Brother Justin, have you been waiting long?"
"No, I only got here a little while ago. Brother Damon, this uniform of yours..." Justin looked at Damon's brand-new attire in astonishment. "You joined the Star Patrol Bureau?"
"Defense Chief of Malindo's First District!" Damon sat down directly. "I have this trip to the Ancestral Land and obtaining the God-Slaying Armor to thank for it, along with the Imperial Clan Council's recommendation. Otherwise, relying on killing star beasts on the front lines, I wouldn't have climbed to this position even in centuries!"
"Congratulations, Brother Damon. You've truly risen through the ranks." Justin sighed with undisguised envy.
The defense chief of the Star Patrol Bureau in Malindo's First District was not a high-ranking official, but it was a department with genuine authority. He oversaw all Star Patrol forces in the First District, making it an extremely valuable post.
"Don't mention it. I'd only just taken office when I ran into a mountain of trouble." Damon waved his hand. "I used to kill star beasts on the front lines, but now I'm stuck in an office. I'm really not used to it."
Justin poured Damon a cup of tea. "Is it because of the Empress's Vault?"
This matter had spread across all of Malindo in merely two or three days, so Justin knowing about it did not surprise Damon at all. "Don't bring it up. The Star Patrol Bureau's cells are nearly full. At this rate, in another two days, I'll probably have to apply to build a new prison."
"Isn't that a bit exaggerated?" Justin clicked his tongue inwardly.
The Royal Court had special royal guards patrolling every day and was extremely secure. Besides, he spent most of his time at the Royal Academy, so he had not felt the