"Boss, the order is here again."

Behemoth held his forehead with a headache, his frown turned into a Sichuan character, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and his scarlet pupils were full of gloomy looks.

He said in a deep voice, "I know, you shut up."

Behemoth already wanted to hear the voice of this subordinate who was full of bad news as soon as he opened his mouth.

The massive sheep-headed demon closed his mouth with an innocent expression that didn't match his appearance, thinking to himself.

But even if I don't say it, you can't pretend you don't know, you have to face it.

But the demon understands his boss's irritability when he finally settles the turmoil and deals with everything, but suddenly another bunch of troublesome things come over.

But this is the Chaos Star Field, a place of feud that can never be quelled.

When Behemoth calmed down, he asked in a non-wavering tone, "What happened?"

The language of the sheep-headed demon organization, looking at Behemoth's expression, said with some caution: "The landlord of the Naga Empire is here."

This is the contemptuous name of the nobles of the Naga Empire, the pure-blooded Naga who own the territory.

Naga is a purely closed civilization, easy to naturalize, but even if you move as a citizen, you will be discriminated against, and this deformed descent theory seems extremely unreasonable in foreign civilizations.

But it didn't get much attention before the war, and it didn't attract widespread attention until the storm stirred up a thousand waves.

Behemoth took a long breath and tried to suppress his anger: "What are those landlords doing here in this shabby place in their eyes?"

He didn't have a good impression of these naga, on the contrary, he had an extremely bad impression of them.

Arrogant and stubborn, he looks like a fossil before the First World War.

"I don't know, I've already let people have access to it." The sheep-headed demon subordinate replied.

“…… I see, try not to get into conflict and get rid of him. ”

Behemoth did not want to have a conflict if he could, although he did not like the landlords, but their strength was unquestionable.

It's just because of the ban of the Three Alliances that he, the titular Lord of the Black Rhombus Ring, must obey and maintain that order if he wants to be stable.

Only then can he be supported.

"After all, it's just a dog......" he laughed at himself silently, and his gloomy side face was too white, like white paint painted on the wall.

In a room with half-drawn curtains, he looks like a painting.

The thin figure was buried in clothes, and the gray-white hair fell down, lying gloomily on the table.

"What?" The sheep-headed demon didn't hear what Behemoth was saying, and asked suspiciously.

"What's the matter, let's get out." Behemoth impatiently chased him away, "Hurry up and finish what I have arranged." ”

"Yes."

After closing the door, the room was clean, he closed his eyes to soothe his mood, and opened his eyes again, already ready to fight these documents.

Behemoth was disgusted with these troubles, but his father's slumber was strange and sudden, and he had not yet had time to develop his own henchmen.

He obtained the inheritance memory through that illusion, but it still took time to digest it, although his strength had increased considerably, but he could not soar to the A rank all at once.

After a bloody storm these days, he subdued some of the people and barely suppressed the situation, but there were very few henchmen available, especially those who could help him deal with them.

He had to fight the documents on his own.

But suddenly the door opened with a "snap", and the wooden door slammed against the wall, and the sound echoed as if it were smashing on Behemoth's heart.

Brace.

His unbearable forehead burst into blue tendons, laughed slowly, and asked the sheep-headed demon who suddenly turned around with a "kind" face: "What else is going on?"

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know what he didn't pick now, and although he didn't have any brains, his strength was pretty good.

Behemoth must send the sheep-headed demon far away, and never see this man who annoys him again.

"Boss, the Admiral of the Fourth Legion of Elo is here."

The sheep-headed demon's tone was shocked, and Behemoth's heart skipped a beat when he listened, he squeezed the corner of the table, and asked through gritted teeth, "Where?" Don't tell me they ran into that landlord. ”

His mental defenses were already crumbling, and one big trouble after another made him irritable to the limit.

As a high-level civilization, the Elo Legion General is at least A-rank, not to mention their infamous Fourth Legion.

The 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Legions of the Elo are all native races with a long history, and only the Fourth Legion is composed of the remnants of other civilizations that were absorbed after the war.

I don't know what Elo did, although it was a legion formed halfway, and its strength was not higher than the previous legions, it was much crazier, and it was a completely lifeless posture to fight.

It's like a madman, shouting that he will rush over and open up for the sake of Erlo, and he is a madman who wants to bite a piece of flesh from his enemies for self-harm, as if he has been brainwashed.

And the Elogao civilization and the Naga Empire were already enemies at the beginning of the exploration calendar.

has developed all the way to now, and it is already a sea of blood and hatred that will never die when you see it.

They belong to the three interstellar alliances, and the Star Gathering Association and Bai Yujingzhong are both one of the three giants in their respective alliances, and the hostile relationship just represents the delicate relationship between the alliances.

If this one is not good, it is no longer a problem of environmental damage that will affect nearby planets if a fight is made, but a matter of diplomacy between two higher civilizations, or even the diplomatic relations between two alliances.

This kind of giant political pull, if you are involved, you will be crushed if you are not careful.

Behemoth was desperate to hear an answer that would put him at ease.

"Huh? No, I don't. The sheep-headed demon replied with a grin.

Behemoth didn't find him annoying like this, and he even suddenly felt that he was very pleasing to the eye.

With a long breath, Behemoth slackened and closed the files on his desk, which he didn't plan to deal with now.

Compared to the possible clash between two higher civilizations, these documents can be described as trivial matters.

"You go and hold the landlord back, no matter what, and don't let him meet with the Admiral of Elo."

Behemoth commanded, and he lowered his folded sleeves and straightened his collar.

With a posture of tidying up and preparing to go out, he planned to meet the Admiral of Elo, and try to hold it off as much as possible, so that he could reduce the chances of meeting the landlord of Naga.

"Yes." The sheep-headed demon turned and went out, closing the door with him.