"You are not His Highness Beckett."
The Other instinctively took two steps back, directly exposing the identity of the fake Beckett before him. His deliberately lowered voice carried a trace of anger.
"Oh?"
"Found me out?" The fake Beckett raised an eyebrow. His body gradually twisted, and Babar's green skin and grotesque face were reflected in The Other's pupils.
"What a pity. I wanted to play a little longer." Babar toyed with the blue crystal The Other had just handed him, his face full of regret.
"Where is His Highness Beckett?!"
"Who knows?" Babar shrugged and grinned, his sharp teeth gleaming with bloodlust.
Sometimes, people really should not be too clever. He had only acted a tiny bit suspicious, yet Beckett had followed his line of thought. It made Babar feel rather bored.
"Still, since you have discovered me, I'll have to trouble you two to come with me—especially you." Babar turned his gaze toward the battle-ready Astra.
"You have committed the unforgivable crimes of illegal entry and falsifying information under U40 Planetary Law. In the name of Babar, captain of the U40 Planetary Security Force, I declare that all your rights are revoked and place you under arrest."
"Whatever you have to say, save it for the prison."
As Babar's words fell, synchronized footsteps approached from afar. Members of the U40 Planetary Security Force, armed with laser weapons, orderly surrounded the entire restaurant.
"So, are we fighting? You Skrull scum."
Astra tapped the silver bracelet on his wrist, and a heavy cannon formed in an instant and settled on his shoulder. He grinned viciously, eager for battle.
"Get one thing straight: you are the ones who forged identities and infiltrated U40 Planet without authorization." Babar looked at the two men with amusement. He could not be bothered to waste