"Reporting!"
"Guernica's team has completed its mission and is reporting in!"
Guernica and the other three had arrived at the CP9 director's office, respectfully looking at Laskey behind his desk.
"Mm, you've worked hard. You did well."
"After you assassinated the president of Chadoulan Star and a large number of experts under his political rivals..."
"The two factions have completely turned on each other."
"They should be unable to support the Galactic Empire's operations anytime soon."
Wearing sapphire earrings and dark red-lensed sunglasses, Laskey briefly explained the subsequent developments to the four of them.
Maha was more lively by nature and replied cheerfully, "Director, they were just leopard-type beastmen whose Swordsmanship hadn't even reached the fourth level. They hardly count as experts."
"Maha!"
Guernica frowned. "How many strikes from those lightsabers could you take? Stop underestimating your opponents all the time, or you'll get yourself killed sooner or later!"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Maha did not argue and nodded repeatedly before chuckling. "The universe is so vast. There must be plenty of strong people."
"Like those so-called three great mercenary races. One of them even calls itself the strongest fighting race in the universe."
"Tsk, tsk, what a boast~"
"Enough. Guernica stays. The rest of you may return and rest."
Laskey gave the order in an even tone.
"Director?"
After his three teammates left the office, Guernica spoke up in confusion.
To his surprise, Laskey said something shocking.
"Lord Imu has ordered me to take you to the Empty Throne Hall of the Holy Land to meet him."
Laskey's gaze at Guernica was filled with curiosity.
He did not understand why Lord Imu had taken an interest in such an ordinary CP9 member.
But regardless, this fellow's fate was about to undergo a massive change, and it was very likely to