The young man, now promoted to lieutenant colonel, left. Only then did Mila rise, step aside, and watch the bookcase split open from the middle. The black-haired, gold-eyed man in a mask walked out.
"Sir, what do you think? Is he trustworthy?" Mila asked with a slight bow.
The one who had interrogated the young major with the Whip of Affliction had not been Mila, but the military Demigod before her.
The gold-eyed, masked man walked to the window and looked outside as he said blandly, "He held back on some matters. For example, his level is somewhat higher than what was stated in the report."
"He's already Sequence 5."
Mila raised her head and frowned. "So, there's something wrong with him?"
"There are some issues, but nothing major," the gold-eyed man said evenly. "That's the most normal thing. Someone who has left the kingdom and spent years roaming the sea would be suspicious if he had no secrets at all. Such a person is either useless or has other motives."
"Someone like him is actually the easiest to control, because he has ambition and ability. Then we give him enough benefits. If he wants power, give him power. If he wants money, give him money."
"Even a pirate king is nowhere near as comfortable as serving the kingdom. He will understand his position and know what he should do."
"As for a few minor secrets, there's no need to fuss over them."
Mila nodded. "Then tomorrow, I'll give him the official letter of authorization and the materials."
"Mm. Tell him that as long as he works well, the kingdom will prepare the Demigod potion and ritual for him." The gold-eyed man turned around. "But if I were him, I would prepare them myself and advance on my own."
"Keep