Chapter 219: Snake Song x Accident x Melee Shura Field (Physical

"He'll be here in 15 minutes?" Black-haired Fate asked, tilting his head. Suddenly, something gently touched his brow.

Evans Eamon was bowing too close and too low, his military cap like half an umbrella, covering Fate like a shadow.

As soon as Fate turned his head, the front of the military cap hit his face.

Black-haired Fate frowned, Evans Eamon tilted his head and removed the military cap from the sub-female's forehead.

Black-haired Fate: "The ten major legions will relocate their headquarters in the near future, and all conferences will require his personal participation in the planning. How can he spare the time..." Shi Cunjin paused and did not directly ask about the military details of the Far East Region.

He changed the questioning angle, and the black-haired Fate spoke again: "Anushka is here now because there are problems with the follow-up review of the Cat's Eye Fleet?"

If a district leader could be allowed to attend a meeting on short notice under informal invitation, it could only mean that the other faction attending the meeting has bigger problems behind it.

Evans Eamon said: "At present, I am only responsible for your official duties and I am not aware of the general secretary's schedule." Group 68505⑦96⑨鈤鈤文

"But according to my previous work experience, the reason why the General Secretary was able to come here smoothly this time should be that he assigned part of the meeting to the executive deputy group, canceled the intermission time of all meetings today, and compressed the meeting time of about 50-60 minutes."

"This kind of operation of compressing the meeting time is not uncommon in the military. Some high-ranking female officers at the rank of general will use it during the peak period of post-war meetings. They use the free time to handle family affairs, dating approvals that suddenly pass the cat's eye, unexpected situations of the engagement, and other major emergencies."

Evans Amon answered Fate's unfinished questions one by one: "If there is a problem with the Cat's Eye fleet, they should all be offline now. Our army is on standby to monitor the Cat's Eye meeting warship. If there is a problem, we will immediately stop all Cat's Eye activities."

"There is no problem with Cat's Eye's fleet at the moment." Evans Amon said expressionlessly, "But Cat's Eye's consultant and the chief of etiquette talked too much, and the meeting was already 10 minutes past the scheduled end time. The general manager took the time to come here, and maybe he should just come to check if there were any accidents in the meeting."

"Cat Eyes' privileges are unimpeded in the four major regions. Cat Eyes' etiquette officer has the most talkative honey tongue in the world. The Western Andromeda region is a veritable utopia for the insect race." Evans Eamon said indifferently: "This is the first time that Cat Eyes has actively cooperated with the outside world and paid a visit. No insect can withstand Cat Eyes' bow. The meeting did not end on time, and it is normal for the director to want to come and see the situation."

Black-haired Fate: “…”

One of the many advantages of holographic conferences is that the five senses can be controlled manually, and subordinates can report important information to their superiors. By turning on the regional mute shield, there is no need to worry about the risk of information leakage. Otherwise, Shi Cunjin could hardly imagine what the expressions of the cat eyes would be if they heard that General Ka Xu came in person because they delayed the meeting time.

Shi Cunjin immediately decided to speed up the signing process. He did not intend to let Chief Kaxu and the Cat's Eye Mission meet. They were dissatisfied with each other, and a direct meeting without any preparation would disrupt the rhythm of cooperation even if they did not quarrel.

"Got it." Shi Cunjin controlled Fate to say to Evans Eamon, "Arrange offline guards. In 10 minutes, ..."

Colonel Eamon and Fate's obedient reporting lasted too long, and Cat's Eyes at the opposite table began to become suspicious.

"What new ideas does Mr. Fate have?" asked the chief of etiquette, West.

At one side of the conference table, the cat-eyed legal advisor turned his head quickly and looked at the black-haired Fate with a tense expression.

In the past 30 minutes, the legal advisors of both parties have carefully perfected the contract terms over and over again. Cat's Eye's legal advisors racked their brains to squeeze out subtle advantages in favor of Cat's Eye from the contract, fearing that Fate's sudden whim would make their efforts in vain.

"I am explaining some offline signing matters. I wish our cooperation goes smoothly." Black-haired Fate turned off the area mute and looked at the chief of etiquette for a few seconds. His eyes passed over the shoulder of the chief of etiquette and looked towards the holographic technology hall.

Fisher Green walked out of the holographic hall and nodded in the direction of the conference table. The cat-eyed technology consultant ran back to the advisory group, turned on the area mute, and quickly exchanged opinions with the negotiation consultant.

Black-haired Fate smiled and said, "It seems everyone is satisfied. If there is no problem, we will go offline and make preparations."

“Of course there are still problems.”

Chief of Ceremonies West stared at the black-haired Fate. "We understand that you have a lot of official duties, so we will keep everything simple. But there is one thing that we will not accept no matter what. While signing the offline contract agreement,"

Chief of Ceremonies West turned to the left of black-haired Fate, nodded briefly to the silver-haired Lord, and said, "The Far East must provide Destiny Sariel's live blood DNA and a blood sample from the base of his tail hook. The Cat's Eyes faction needs to determine the gene sequence and level for Lord Sariel."

"I'm sorry to refuse." Black-haired Fate said bluntly.

Cat eyes:?

"...You just said, refuse?" Chief of Ceremonies West hesitated for a rare moment, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"Are you refusing Cat's Eyes to test the genetic level of a noble? Do you understand the meaning of your words? If you refuse Cat's Eyes to test Lord Sariel, you are depriving him of the rights and assets he should have enjoyed!" Chief of Ceremonies West said in a sharp voice, and immediately turned to look at Lord Sariel who had been silent all the time. He took a breath and calmed his voice: "Is this what you mean?"

Shi Cunjin nodded and said in the same gentle and calm voice: "I trust my uncle. His decision is my decision. Thank you for your concern."

The silver-haired minister nodded in greeting, and the chief of etiquette, West, said nothing more.

That was the first time that the Cat's Eye Mission heard this young and unfamiliar silver-haired gentleman speak long sentences.

His voice seemed to be accompanied by magic, and the tranquility and trust contained in his words easily silenced the cat-eyed insect tribe, as naturally as water extinguishing fire.

The conference table was silent again.

…

【V: The Temple Underground Palace is an absolute secret of Cat's Eyes and cannot be disclosed to outsiders. However, all male insects must go to the Underground Palace after they reach adulthood, and the secret of the Underground Palace is not a secret among you. If you return to live in Cat's Eyes, the head of etiquette will take you to the Underground Palace immediately. Oh...oh, anyway, I really can't write this, but the things in the Underground Palace are good for you! It's good for the spirits of all the gentlemen. If you don't go, you will easily have mental problems in the future! The Far East is the Legion Star Zone. You have never been to the Underground Palace and have been staying with military females for a long time. You will have mental problems around the middle of adulthood. I'm not scaring you. Before the establishment of Cat's Eyes, male insects generally had a short lifespan, as can be found in history. Destiny, long-term residence is not considered, but what about short-term residence QAQ? short…】

【V:? 】

【V: Why do you refuse the cat eye genetic test? 】

【FG: Do you want to reconsider this? ＠D】

Shi Cunjin's brain ring kept popping up messages, and he replied distractedly: [D: Don't worry too much, it's not a permanent rejection, they are negotiating, they have to fight for it twice, so keep calm.]

【V: Oh, I'm so scared. 】

【FG: My eldest brother is like this when he goes out to attend meetings. Whether or not the talks are successful is not important. What really matters is that they satisfy the audience.】

[V: Well, who can win over those idiots in court?]

【FG: Living father?】

【V: This is a title I saw in the library's miscellaneous books. Don't worry about it if it's a minor issue.】

[FG: ...Have you finished your required courses? ]

【V: Uh.】

【V: Destiny, what compulsory homework did our uncle assign you? ＠D@D@D】

[D: Required courses, um, military finance science theory and literature or something like that? I'm also curious about what required courses you're taking, can you tell me about that?]

【FG: Is there no compulsory law course?】

[D: The Far East region’s laws are still in the drafting stage, and they are currently considering my opinions. I don’t need to memorize them, as I am the one making the laws.]

【V: ...QAQ Has the Far East considered opening up high-level tourist stars or accepting applications from Mr. Maoyan for long-term residence? 】

【FG: Just share this idea in the group. ＠V】

Offline, Fisher held his forehead, helpless: You were still trying to coax Destiny back to his cat eyes...

Meanwhile, at the conference table.

"Regarding the power and assets of the Western District, I think I can provide Lord Sariel with sufficient and more financial benefits. You don't have to worry about this. There is only one Lord in the Far East Region, and he has already lived on the top of the stars, accompanied by glory." The black-haired Fate still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.

"As for exceeding my authority, you don't have to worry too much. As long as the parliament and the court complete the exile agreement in the contract, I will use the medical equipment from the Capital Alliance to measure the genetic level of Lord Sariel and present the results to you." Black-haired Fate paused for 2 seconds imperceptibly, then smiled and remained silent.

No one at the meeting table noticed the problem. The cat-eyed people just thought that black-haired Fate was putting pressure on them by smiling and not saying anything.

Sometimes, silence is more coercive and more effective than pressure.

The Cat Eyes group immediately muted the area and discussed in a low voice.

However, the black-haired Fate's silence was only because Shi Cunjin was disturbed by Valentine's words.

Small Group:

[V: Well, my uncle's operation is a bit like the old-time Legion family determination method. Hey! Isn't this the star region version of the comedy story where the current generation of the family gave birth to 11 female brothers and finally welcomed a male brother! ]

[FG: In history, no family has ever been able to give birth to 12 cubs in one generation. Where did you read this book? @V]

【V: This is the bedtime story my teacher used to tell me! 】

【FG:……】

[V: That’s what Mr. Gobelier said! If you don’t believe me, go ask!]

Shi Cunjin saw this message, pondered in his heart, and tried: [D: My uncle also told a similar story. Valentine, what is the name of the story your teacher read? ]

【V: His Excellency the Century Pavilion is the center of attention! 】

【D: Wild swan. 】

【D: ? 】

【V:? 】

【FG:? 】

The system spoke up: "It must be that he has a messed up memory and is blaming others. The Joker's personality can only tell dark fairy tales. For example, 11 female insect brothers died inexplicably, and the inheritance rights luckily fell to the last male insect. What VV said is more like the X family gave birth to 7 children in a row and finally welcomed a child..."

"System." Shi Cunjin said in his heart.

System Conditional Reflection: "The memory pack of Chonglang.com has been completely deleted!! The Seventh Young Master of the X Mansion has published a book. Even if you check my memory pack today, this book is also in the scope of physical literature!"

"..." Shi Cunjin skipped the topic, "Did the original work explain the age of the protagonist Valentine before he traveled through time?"

System: "No, the original author is not very old. He went to take the postgraduate entrance examination after finishing the book."

Shi Cunjin pondered that the character portraits of Valentin that he had come into contact with so far were too young. Even if he vaguely remembered human memories, Valentin's performance was still too young. He did not learn to be cautious at all because of human memories, and still had the childishness of a teenager who had just come of age. This was a bit wrong.

After a moment of thought, Shi Cunjin decided to observe him for a while.

"As you wish."

The chief of etiquette of the Cat Eyes faction turned off the area mute setting. He said coldly: "After the contract takes effect, at the latest three months, the families you specified will be collectively dismissed and exiled from the Ring of Law by the Fourth Legion's headquarters troops. It can be completed as early as next month. By then, I hope you will deliver the full set of medical examination records of Lord Sariel."

Black-haired Fate said calmly, "Wait for good news."

The 3-hour holographic conference is over.

…

"Where are we going next?" Valentine took off the holographic patch and asked the silver-haired waiter who was waiting beside him: "Gail, has Teacher West informed you?"

The silver-haired waiter said respectfully, "We have already notified you. The offline signing room is in the large conference room on the upper floor. The Far East group will arrive soon. Are you feeling unwell now?"

"No." Valentine stood up from the medical cabin and asked the accompanying medical officer to remove the holographic patch.

When the cat-eye envoys logged into the holographic conference, the male and female insects were in different conference room cubicles. On your side, because of the class order, Valentine and Fisher rested in different technology halls. The medical officer processed the patch, and Valentine drank a sip of tea, "Just now I saw Fisher holding his forehead and closing his eyes in the hologram. Please contact his medical officer team to ask what's going on."

"Okay." The silver-haired waiter responded, then signaled the waiter at the gate to open the door. He took two steps forward and led the way for Mr. Valentine. "Please follow me, Mr. Valentine. The signing will begin soon. You need to go over and witness it."

"Let's go." Valentine nodded. Cat's Eye cooperated with Far East. There were two signatories of the Cat's Eye faction. One was the Cat's Eye etiquette chief who represented the court, and the other was him. A-level gentlemen have always been witnesses of the Male Insect Council.

The Far East District gave Cat's Eyes enough face in terms of details. The warship that Cat's Eyes chose to stop was very large, and the distance between the internal floors was as high as two castles. Even if he took the express elevator as soon as he left the conference hall, it took Valentine less than five minutes to get from the first floor to the elevator entrance of the upper conference hall.

The express elevator was made of a completely transparent material. As the elevator went up, Valentine saw a steady stream of military teams from the Fourth Army pouring in from the stairwells on the floors, rushing to the conference hall from all directions. There were so many teams that Chong suspected that the Fourth Army wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to do something.

"Is it necessary to have so many guards to sign a cooperation agreement?" Valentine asked with a frown.

The silver-haired waiter beside him whispered, "Do you remember? Before the holographic meeting started, more than half of our team suddenly went offline. The reason for this has not been found out yet. Given your distinguished status, it is normal to strengthen security for offline signing. We have already notified the Far East District before adding additional guards, and they have also added security, so please rest assured."

"Oh." Valentine murmured, "That's right... I wonder if Destiny will come."

The silver-haired waiter asked, "It sounds like you like Mr. Sariel very much. Do you want us to do something for you and invite Mr. Sariel to have afternoon tea with you tomorrow?"

Valentine thought about it carefully, touched the smart ring on his wrist, and said, "No, there's no rush. I'll wait until I get to know him better."

"Perhaps these one or two days are the best time. In the next few days, you may not be able to make an appointment with Mr. Sariel." The silver-haired waiter said softly.

"Why?" Valentin wondered, and then turned his gaze to the silver-haired waiter. The waiter's name was Gael Berlin, and he was the new etiquette officer assigned to him by Mr. Gobelier.

[“He has a pair of sharp eyes, good at finding the details that you carelessly overlook. Most of the time he doesn’t say anything, but when he reminds you, you have to think carefully about the problem he is talking about.” Gobelier was sighing when he handed Gale Berlin to him, his voice weak and helpless: “Other gentlemen can hear three meanings from a sentence, what about you? Don’t make promises easily outside, okay?”]

Valentine felt bad that his teacher was still worried about him, so he agreed. The new waiter followed him all the way, just as the teacher said, and only gave him advice today except for polite words.

Silver-haired waiter: "That gentleman asked the court and parliament to enforce the contract before agreeing to give Lord Sariel a genetic level test. Obviously, after the meeting until Cat Eyes fulfilled the contract, that gentleman would not let Lord Sariel go out, so as to prevent Cat Eyes from getting the relevant DNA. Blood, hair follicles, hair, nails, skin flakes. These are all easy to collect."

"Uh, nails, skin flakes, hair?" Valentine said uncertainly, "There's no DNA test for these things?"

The silver-haired waiter paused for a moment and said gently, "Which book did you read this from? The self-healing factors in the flesh of advanced species are very active. The scales, skin surface, and hair near the tentacles of female insects are all covered with blood vessels. The self-healing cells circulate throughout the body through the blood vessels. This is also the basic condition for the rapid regeneration of female military insects after losing scales and limbs. Although male insects do not have scales and tentacles like female insects, their nails, tail scales, and hair near the tentacles are also considered "body armor", and of course they can be used to check DNA."

"Oh." Valentine pursed his lips and pretended to be nonchalant: "I just flipped through a medical knowledge book. I didn't finish reading it, so I remembered it wrongly."

Then, Valentine suddenly realized something and frowned, "How long do you think Fate will keep Destiny under house arrest? He can't keep Destiny out forever, and Destiny looks like a high-class person. Oh my God..."

Valentine's half-baked medical knowledge moved for a moment, and he muttered: "... a high-level species that has survived for years without auxiliary medicine? No wonder he doesn't talk so much... It hurts so much... He must go to the underground palace immediately..."

The silver-haired waiter lowered his eyes. "Please don't be anxious. Lord Sariel may also be a medium species. Most medium species have similar facial features to high species, especially male insects. There is not much difference between medium and high species in facial features. Lord Sariel, a medium species, has few nerves in his tail scales, so he is not very sensitive to pain."

"No." Valentine said firmly, "Destiny must be a high-level species. I can feel it. Your holographic chip is set to weak perception, but mine is not. He gives me the feeling of the gemstone statue in the underground palace."

The silver-haired waiter didn't answer.

"Ding——" the elevator arrived.

Valentine and his party came out, and the waiters and guardians who accompanied them walked in front to clear the way. Along the way, the four military women who came from other levels half-knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to make way for His Excellency Valentine.

The elevator entrance was only 50 meters away from the conference hall. Valentine walked quickly and arrived there in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the silver-haired waiter spoke again: "Mr. Valentine, if you can be sure that Mr. Sariel must be a high-level, Cat's Eyes will do everything possible to take him back to Cat's Eyes and treat the sequelae of the development month. Even if some of Cat's Eyes' secrets are exposed, Cat's Eyes will negotiate. That gentleman is a sub-female and does not know much about the development history of male insects, but his actions do show that he loves Mr. Sariel, and the probability of success is very high."

Valentine frowned but said nothing.

The attendant opened the main door of the great council hall for him.

The seats in the conference hall were cleared, and the entire conference hall was very empty. The decoration style inside the hall was the classic military style of steel and silver, and it was equipped with a holographic projection screen that covered an entire wall. At this moment, the holographic projection screen was playing a slow-motion picture of the star sea in the Far East in a loop.

The entire hall, which was covered with crimson carpet, had only a huge black wooden round table, on which were placed two paper contracts and three gold pens.

On the right side of the round table stood the Cat Eyes group. The Chief of Ceremonies West had been waiting for a long time. Behind him were rows of Cat Eyes advisors, four military females, who nodded and bowed their heads in a submissive manner.

But for some reason, all the newly replaced Moth Army members wore light and thin tactical goggles. The etiquette chief looked unhappy, cold and stiff, almost like he was turning a cold face.

On the left side of the round table was the Far East faction, led by... Valentine, who exclaimed and stopped at the door.

"Destiny!" Valentine relaxed his brows and shouted happily, "You're here too!"

On the left side of the round table, the signing Zerg from the Far East was the young Lord Sariel. On his left and right were Fate's red-haired diplomat and Amon, the diplomatic representative of the Far East. Behind him stood the Far East military females, whose number was equal to that of the four army moth species. There was no black-haired sub-female in the team.

Sariel was wearing a white suit with a neatly tied collar and two white gemstone cuffs. He had a very thick black velvet coat draped over his shoulders. The black velvet was as white as a crescent moon, extremely neat and clear, almost attracting attention in a violent way.

Sariel turned around at Valentine's voice. Between the violent and blinding black and white, a pair of silver eyes were transparent and gentle, which made Chong dizzy.

"Hello, Valentine." Shi Cunjin, who was sitting at the table, smiled politely at Valentine, "Nice to meet you again. Come over and sign. You're the only one missing."

Without thinking, Valentine turned his body and walked to the left side of the round table.

"Lord Valentine." The silver-haired waiter suddenly reached out and gently tugged at the back of Valentine's robe, whispering quickly, "This is not a good thing. Lord Sariel came out to sign as the representative of Far East, which means that if we want the contract between Far East and Cat's Eye to remain effective, Lord Sariel must always live in the Far East. Once he moves to the West, the balance of this agreement will be scrapped. That gentleman really doesn't want Lord Sariel to go back to Cat's Eye. If Lord Sariel can be sure that he is a high-level species, then if that gentleman does this, Lord Sariel will definitely be plagued by illness in the future." The silver-haired waiter hissed and whispered like a snake: "Lord Sariel has never been to the underground palace."

Valentine paused, and, surrounded by the waiters, walked to the side of the chief of etiquette, West.

The signing process is not complicated. The contract has already been drafted online. After both parties have signed, they shake hands again, and the meeting is officially over. Both parties can leave one after the other.

As the representative of the Far East, Shi Cunjin shook hands with the chief of etiquette West. They both wore gloves, chief of etiquette West's were silk white gloves, and Shi Cunjin's were leather black gloves. They looked decent and legal, but they could not feel the warmth from each other.

When it was Valentine's turn to shake hands, Valentine suddenly said to Shi Cunjin: "Destiny, let's hug each other."

Valentine smiled at Sariel a little nervously. They were of similar height and both were of adult size. But after Valentine passed the growth stage, the shape of his green cat eyes did not change much. His round and upturned cat eyes matched his noble and handsome face. He had a very beautiful and clean temperament, which could easily attract people's favor. He said eagerly, "I have been looking forward to seeing you for a long time."

"Wuwuwu, I've been looking forward to seeing the faces of the two protagonists for a long time!!!" The system suddenly cried in Shi Cunjin's head, which made Shi Cunjin suddenly realize something.

Maybe Valentine was just saying it casually, but Shi Cunjin thought of the chapter about his collapse in the original book.

"Okay." Shi Cunjin said gently. He just opened his arms and was about to take a step forward when Valentine quickly approached and embraced him happily. "I will remember this day! This is the best day in my life! I got to see you!"

Valentine pressed his face into Sariel's fur collar, his hands wrapped tightly around Sariel's waist, his white silk-gloved fingers digging deep into Sariel's silver hair that hung down behind him.

"Hey! Be polite! What are you doing?" Evans Eamon, who was standing on Sariel's left, suddenly frowned and spoke.

His warning sounded and his movements were synchronized. Evans Eamon stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed the wrist of the brown-haired male insect. The force was so great that Valentine's wrist bone was crushed in an instant!

Valentine was caught off guard and screamed in pain, then fainted. The silver-haired waiter immediately caught Valentine's falling body.

But, at this moment, the silver-haired waiter suddenly looked in the direction of Shi Cunjin, and even moved his feet a little towards Shi Cunjin.

The same moment.

Grid Wynne, who was on Shi Cunjin's right, suddenly reached out and pushed the silver-haired waiter, turned around like lightning and hugged Shi Cunjin, putting some distance between Shi Cunjin and Valentine.

Shi Cunjin was frightened by the sudden scream in his ear and let out a staccato gasp. He had no reaction at all.

Grid held Sariel and retreated, shouting to the female soldiers in the Far East: "Guard!!!"

Grid has been in contact with Fisher Green for many years, and he knows very well how terrible, blind and crazy your guardian can be when he goes crazy.

They will not hesitate to strike back and harm an attacker of their Lord or Servant, even if the attacker is also a Lord!

The pupils of the moth guardian who was only 10 steps away from Valentine shrank. The 20 guardians who accompanied the team this time were all newly transferred from the Four Armies Headquarters Army, with the rank of lieutenant general. They all went crazy at the same time and rushed towards the Far East Army female Amon who attacked Lord Valentine!

Even though all the female members of the Far East Army who were accompanying Sariel to protect Lord Sariel were converted to Wanderers, they were still caught off guard by the Lieutenant General Guardian Regiment on the opposite side!

That's how accidents happen.

The powerful Guardian Lieutenant General attacked the Far East diplomatic representative Colonel Eamon. Just a mistake and Evans Eamon was almost shot through the abdomen. The Far East military commander immediately armed all his troops and directly used the interception force to kill and stop the Guardian.

"Oh my God! Exxon! Stop!" "No weapons allowed in this meeting! Oh... Ugh!" "Far East!"

The fighting speed between the armed special forces was as fast as thunder and lightning. It took only 3 seconds for Shi Cunjin to recover from his stunned state, and the strong smell of blood had already spread in the hall.

But when Cun Jin came to his senses, he was already pressed into an embrace filled with mint aftershave, unable to see or hear anything. A hand was pressing tightly on the back of his neck, preventing him from raising his head.

"Don't look, don't look, it's okay, it will be over soon, I will take you back to your boss right after it's over, it will be over soon, hey, Mr. Sariel, please don't look up, I don't smell, I'm wearing two suppression collars today, okay, it's okay."

Grid Wynne hugged Lord Sariel tightly, covered Lord Sariel's ears with his hands in an awkward position, pressed Lord Sariel's face into his neck, and prevented Lord Sariel from raising his head.

At this moment, in less than a minute, the floor, ceiling, all the walls and light strips of the conference hall, as well as the Far East military female who was protecting them in the corner, including his own back facing outward, were all covered with radiating and splattering black blood!

Before the meeting began, both sides added guards. The large conference room they used was designed to seat thousands of people.

The armed privileged people in the hall went crazy.

The cat-eyed guardians were completely irrational. Lord Valentine, who was able to order them to stop, fainted from the pain. The military women from the Far East were so furious after being struck that they naturally became more and more ferocious.

The cat-eye faction's consultant shouted twice at the beginning, but when Grid heard a sudden stop in the middle, he immediately realized that the cat-eye consultant who spoke must have died. Speaking out in the chaos is a clear target.

The only good thing about this whole unexpected melee is that neither side can bring in hot weapons, otherwise the warship will definitely sink in the harbor after a while.

Now, the hall was filled with rivers of blood and severed limbs, and Grid didn't dare to let the young man in his arms raise his head even for a second.

He knows how sensitive your nerves are.

"It will be over soon...soon." Grid tried his best to keep his voice normal. His face was pale, but he was still joking with Lord Sariel in his arms: "It's over. After this meeting, my boss will send me to a lower-level planet to promote the library project. Lord Sariel, please say a few good words for me, saying that Grid Wynne is very smart! He successfully avoided the crisis at the first moment of the incident!"

Lord Sariel, who was buried in his shoulders, said: "..."

"Okay...gently...I'm having trouble breathing..."

Grid loosened his grip a little, but the next second! He hugged Sariel tightly again. "Ugh!"

"Bang--squeak!" The door of the conference room was suddenly slammed open, and one side of the steel door even fell halfway off, making a sharp sound of steel tearing.

Grid felt that Lord Sariel in his arms was struggling more fiercely than ever before.

He didn't understand what was going on, and just as he was about to restrain Lord Sariel, he heard the female Far East soldier who was guarding them gasp.

Then he was hit hard on the shoulder by a Far Eastern military female, who said anxiously in his ear: "Damn it! Let go! Our commander is here! If you still want to live, let go of Lord Sariel immediately!"

For the rest of his life, Grid will never have a more terrifying death experience than today.

Before the Far Eastern female warrior had even finished her words, Grid felt a terrifying force of air pressure hitting his back. Later, he realized that it was the rapid flapping of scale wings and the impact of the air pressure from the rapid flow of air. Grid's body was stiff, and his hands were stiff. Lord Sariel finally seized the opportunity, raised his head successfully, and shouted anxiously behind him: "Anushka! No!"

At this moment, Grid felt a few cold, sharp claws touch his neck. With a small "click", one of Grid's collars cracked. At the same time, he felt his arms go empty.

"Enough, enough, Anushka, stop, make them stop and take me away, don't look at them, don't stare at them, take me away first, I want to vomit."

Greed heard the voice of Lord Sariel from behind. His breath was unsteady, and he spoke a long sentence with a slight tremor of long-held breath, coughing and wheezing. "Anushka, let's go."

In an instant, the sounds of fighting in the entire hall disappeared, but the next second, Grid heard the unique "sautous-sautous" flapping of the wings of the moth species.

"How dare you put this on me!!!"

Grid suddenly heard the cat-eyed chief of etiquette shouting in surprise, followed by the other moth species whistling in suppressed and twisted throats, warning. "Execute..." "Punish..." "Execute..." "Scalp..."

Grid's stiff body finally slowed down, and he turned his head sharply to look at the scene behind him.

But he turned back too late, and only had time to see the Far East Chief holding Mr. Sariel and turning away.

But the amount of information contained in just one turn was enough to leave Grid dumbfounded.

The Far East Chief covered half of Mr. Sariel's face with one hand, tightly shielding Mr. Sariel's eyes. His other hand passed through Mr. Sariel's knees, half-embracing and half-holding Mr. Sariel in his arms. Mr. Sariel leaned over the Far East Chief's shoulders, with his long legs bent, and the hem of his suit pants was pulled up a few inches, revealing a small part of his ankle and leather shoes.

The few inches of exposed ankle had a gold ring tightly wrapped around the wrist bone.

It was a torture device.

Grid suddenly understood why the cat-eyed bugs still had the energy to be angry and agitated even after being beaten to a bloody mess by the female Far Eastern Army.

I have been nurturing this slander of yours truly... are you making it true?

Wait, why did I say again?