"Before my trip, as a prior notice, I gave Ling Zun a message to record a passageway, which was sent by United Express Company, and I believe it has been received?" He asked.

"Your intention has been learned from the communication brought by United Express." Samiel's eyes bent in a friendly way.

"But my father and I don't understand what you mean by 'review', as an independent ethnic group, we have been exchanging food through the Union and Chilian for many years, and the Development Committee has never intervened in this."

"That's because no force has ever traded 20,000 transport units of grain with the Silver Alliance, not even with the Disfaradoos!" Robert smiled.

"But isn't that supposed to be the job of the Bureau of Resource Allocation?" Samir blinked.

"Kasindi and I have always been in trouble with the Planning Bureau and the Distribution Bureau, both of which are directly under the Development Commission, and I have always assisted each other, and this month happens to be the month of the changing of the guard of the various functional agencies in Angel City, and I think you should be aware of this tradition of the government function of the Union." Robert stretched out one palm and explained.

"The 'purification project', yes, I know, in order to prevent corruption and malfeasance, it was carried out by former JAG chairman Furlan . Chase proposed a governance scheme. ”

"Then you understand why I'm here." The ridiculous 'purification project', a benefit of free travel for middle and lower class clerks, Furran. Chase is an eternal legacy and a laughing stock, and that clumsy political manoeuvre, which will never discover the real thing you are doing here, Robert straightened up and raised his head.

……

"Father will be here soon." At the end of the garden of Sati Incense, Samir led Robert to the corner of the porthole, where he could clearly overlook the whole of the planet Ahura covered in red clouds and full of fire, and the cruel scenery formed a strong contrast with the fragrant mandolin flower garden behind him.

"An irony, right? Mr. Kent. Samir's voice became a little melancholy.

"What do you mean?" Robert asked.

"Undignified exile and this hellish planet, unbearable history and unrealistic self-redemption, no, no, no, Mr. Kent, of course I'm talking about this fascinating hanging garden."

"I know that it and this space station are the work of you and your sister Anaye." Robert pretended not to know what she was talking about.

"Hmm." Through the thin layer of force field covered by the porthole, Samir's eyes looked coldly at the blood-colored planet not far away that exuded a haze and fog.

"Doomsday red spots." She pointed to a corner of the vast plains of Ahura, and Robert followed the direction of her finger to see a vortex of changing air pressure, slowly spinning, growing, and moving toward the center of the planet.

"From that point of view, it seems so mild and harmless, doesn't it? Perhaps the Kandes who traveled here would have regarded it as a rare celestial sight. She giggled behind the mask, and the laughter sounded a little sour to Robert.

"It was this bad weather generated by the pressure at the poles of Ahura that consumed the lives of thousands of fellow citizens in Kezmia, and Anaye was one of them." Her eyes were warm, and her voice became inaudible.

"Your sister her?" Robert was taken aback, the death of a member of the Fakhl family was not in his intelligence.

"Yes, a few months ago, because of the naïve and willful and derelict guards...... A stupid accident with eternal doom for the Kezmians, isn't it, Mr. Kent? Samier looked at Robert, moved by a different meaning in his gaze.

With the friendly rhetoric of the foreign affairs title, this nominally random raid may be a briefing for the horror family to vent their bitterness on the Silver Alliance, and Robert begins to regret that he was not fully prepared for his visit.

He couldn't help but think that a series of speeches launched by Fakhl himself back then had directly precipitated a series of extreme terrorist events in several cities in the odd line.

And all the causes of that year, in addition to the spurning of the 'genetic integration bill' of the National Committee, was also because his pregnant wife was killed by extremists, and the murderer did not receive the trial he deserved because of ethnic discrimination, which led Fakhl to resolutely go to the radical political stage.

And this time it was replaced by his favorite young daughter, and the Grim Reaper once again favored his family, is the establishment of this illegal Republic of Kezmia directly related to the death of Anaye?

"I'm sorry." He said from the bottom of his heart.

"For your family, I don't think I came at the right time." He said.

"It may seem a bit hasty, but my father is happy to see the emergence of a real doer in the government of the Union, Mr. Kent, unlike you think, I think you have come at the right time." Sameer's eyes were curled again, and this time, Robert had a pin-and-needle sensation.

……

"Sorry, my old friend, I think I'm late." Rahaman. Fakhle, in the traditional Kezmian manner, opened his arms and hugged Robert, who he grabbed by the shoulder and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Rahaman. Fakhl was dressed in a white floor-to-ceiling robe that only a Kezmian sage was entitled to wear, and a white felt hat on his head, he was tall, with ruddy skin, a fluffy white beard on his chin, and the whites of his eyes were yellow and bloodshot, and his eyes were black and blue.

The skin on Fakhle's face was pitted, and Robert knew that the conditions of his home were extremely poor when he was a child, and that the neighborhood was plagued by frequent diseases, and this pockmarked face was the mark of a stubborn disease.

"It's been three years since we last saw you, and your old complexion still looks like that." Having deceived the 'ageless' of death, Robert remembered his colleague Betis. Andrew once said of Fakhle.

"It's not three years, it's two years and two months, Robert, in Zoroaster, time is slower than your Martial Emperor Twin Stars." Fakhl chuckled.

Has it been publicly stated that the standard date of the JAG is not used? Robert was secretly surprised in his heart, but his face was as usual, after all, he already had some preparations in his heart.

"As I saw a few years ago, you're still so busy, Patriarch, and you have to do everything yourself, and I think my arrival must have caused a lot of inconvenience to your schedule, I mean......" Robert pressed the holographic watch on his wrist and looked at the values displayed on it.

"It took you sixty-five standard hours to come to this beautiful space villa from Ahura." He stared at the old man in front of him.

"Even if it's Zoroaster, it's a little too long." He added.

"It's hard to hide anything from you right under your nose, Robert, and believe me this isn't a simple compliment." Fakhl always kept smiling.