Some Deviation from the Plan

Pras Planet, the capital star of the Sixth-Tier Civilization's Pras Kingdom.

A palace whose magnificent outline could be seen from space combined classical beauty with the power of technology, displaying an extreme level of luxury.

Land on the entire Capital Star was worth every inch of gold, and most of those who could live here were nobles of the Kingdom.

Yet at that most luxurious palace, the furious sound of plates being smashed rang out.

"Useless! All of you are useless! Who told me that nothing could go wrong and that the godhood would definitely be delivered into my hands?"

A green-skinned figure in magnificent robes had an unruly expression that ruined his otherwise dignified and noble bearing. He smashed the plates on the dining table in a fit of rage.

Below him, several major figures from Pras's military and political circles were all respectfully kneeling on the ground.

One of them, a white-haired, green-skinned middle-aged man in uniform who held the rank of Pras Kingdom's general, had been drenched from head to toe by soup spilled from a plate, leaving him in a miserable state.

"Your Majesty, we devised a flawless plan based on the vast amount of information about the divine race we collected. There must have been some oversight somewhere."

"Flawless? You still have the nerve to mention flawless! How long will it take for a member of the divine race carrying a godhood to pass by this place again? If I had known, I should have bought that godhood at the auction!"

The King of Pras Kingdom wore a hideous expression. After murdering his father and usurping the throne, he had used life-extending technological medicine to obtain an almost immortal lifespan.

But since he had risen to power by murdering his father, he was naturally even