A second later, they realized something.
Wait a minute. That pronunciation, that intonation—it was unmistakably the Corgi Language.
Then they grew even more horrified.
Earthlings had actually mastered the Corgi Empire's language. What was going on?
Did that mean the Earthlings knew more about the Corgi Empire than the Corgi Empire knew about them?
If that guess was right, then what the hell was the point?
What frightened the two of them even more was that all the data stored aboard their warship was in the Corgi Language. They had previously thought there was no way the Earthlings could decipher it, but now it seemed they had been far too young and naive.
If the Earthlings really got their hands on that technological data, the Corgi Empire would truly be finished.
With no chance of ever recovering.
"Looks like these two bastards are mute! Someone drag them out and slaughter them." That leisurely voice spoke again, still in the Corgi Language.
Both shuddered almost simultaneously. Even though they were not in the same room, the threat of death was identical.
What the hell kind of interrogation was this? We didn't answer for a few seconds, and now we're mute? And he wants us dragged out and slaughtered? Keep questioning people like that and you'll soon have no one left to question.
Right now, however, they were clearly more concerned with staying alive.
Momo immediately said, "Wait! We aren't mute."
In another room, Her offered the same protest.
Since the other party understood the Corgi Language, there was no need for them to keep speaking that Earth language. Little did they know that the Earth language they believed they had mastered was merely a local dialect from a small country in the Southern Hemisphere. Even if they spoke it, others might