Chapter Ninety-Nine: The All-Knowing Sage

"Naturally, the robbers should be punished as they deserve, and the Kezmians are no longer obedient." Seeing Robert's eyes darken, Fakhl smiled. "Of course my people didn't hurt them, they just imprisoned them temporarily, maybe one day they will be released and returned to the Silver Alliance, maybe they will be exiled, who knows, Zoroaster has a vast territory, and there is no need to be exiled to other galaxies, among the six holy stars, Mordad is the most pleasant ......" he shrugged.

That's the closest planet to Ahriman, who is transforming into a red giant! He is threatening to execute the government employees of the Union!

"Patriarch, I think you must be mistaken, Zoroaster is still under the jurisdiction of the Bancture, and the Prospecting Bureau has the right to explore any star in the galaxy, and your detention of the Banchard employees for improper reasons will cause an uproar!" Robert was surprised.

"Zoroaster does not belong to the Silver League, you didn't want it before, and you won't be in the future, and I will make this solemn statement in our manifesto." Fakhl jaw head.

"Manifesto? What manifesto? Robert asked urgently.

"Declaration of independence of the Kezmians! Zoroaster belongs to my people henceforth! The old man said in a sonorous voice.

"I think you'd have guessed, Robert, and you're just hoping to hear me say it myself." He laughed.

Not in such a way and at this timing! Now things are probably more troublesome than originally thought, Robert thought.

"If you do decide so......" Robert mentally pondered the most appropriate words. I can convey that to the Development Committee on your behalf, and I think even the Chairman himself would be happy to hear from a senior government official, and that's exactly what you want, right? A formal statement of national independence that does not tolerate half-heartedness and jokes, I am your best candidate at the moment. ”

"Always follow the flow of things, don't be humble, Robert, you've always done a good job of this." Fakhl looked at each other with a smile.

"You are indeed the best candidate for me, Deputy Director, but I think it will take some time for the declaration to be published, and until then, I have to be wronged by your presence in our land of despair and hope."

"Guest? But...... But ......" Robert didn't know what to say at this time.

"Just like when you were a guest in the luxurious palace of the Minotaur Heisenberg, iceberg flames, the corridor of mirrors, hollow reflections, and floating cities among the clouds, aren't they? Poor I'll never have a chance to go in my life. ”

"You...... How would you? Robert was surprised.

"You have to believe that an old man who is trapped in a cage and has a calm mind is probably the only bad habit is these gossip news, and the news is passed on by people, and I have people, right? Despite the discrimination against the Kezmians, they still struggle to live under your feet, becoming drivers, gardeners, cooks, servants, and even your manicurists, and they will come to me and tell me anything. ”

"For example, I've heard of the affair between Werner and his succumbing bitch in the fallen capital of the Minotaur." He doesn't care.

The Minotaur is a very small planet controlled by the Heisenberg family in the Odin system, and long before the formation of the Alliance, it had become the family's private domain, and it had strict procedures for the landing of foreign ships, which was extremely mysterious to the ordinary people of the Alliance.

Fakhl is a few galaxies away, but he knows everything. And the most strange thing for Robert is that the Kezmian Sage has always been recognized as a well-educated person, and his own cultivation is extremely high, and hearing him say the word 'bitch' is like poison mixed with honey, which is extremely inconsistent with his identity.

"The Earl is rich and rivals the country, and it is not surprising that there are some anecdotes from the gentle country." Robert responded.

"Robert, what makes me strange is you, you are an official of the Silver Alliance, not a dog of the Heisenberg family, how can you go to a place like the Minotaur to be a courtier, I think you must have put a lot of effort into persuading Werner himself to return to the board, but I also know the result, the dance of harmony of the Magimens can be regarded as a good lesson for you, isn't it?" He laughed until he coughed and his face turned purple.

When Robert heard him say this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, no matter how powerful Fakhler was, he couldn't know that half of the reason why he went to the Minotaur was for this unconventional cargo without the permission of the Comprehensive Planning Bureau.

When he found out that Heisenberg's Expedited Delivery Consortium had used hundreds of ships to privately transport the Mai to Zoroaster without going through the verification process of the Development Committee, his first reaction at that time was what was the real purpose of the demonic wind blown by Count Werner before the mountain rain in Kezmia.

"The retirement of a generation of proud sons is somewhat heart-wrenching, and I am just fulfilling the obligations of a family friend who is not close." Robert couldn't help but say.

"What a family friend, Robert." Fakhl stretched out a finger and shook it gently.

"Sofia. Heinrich and you come from the same academy, right? And he graduated in the same year......" The old man's sharp gaze made Robert's heart palpitate.

"I have checked your past, young man, for I had to do it, and your experience once fascinated an old man who loved gossip. You are a technical genius, but you entered the officialdom of the BAC from a researcher in biological gene technology, compared with the blank political background, you can go smoothly in the 'quagmire' of the Development Committee, and your rank is as fast as a rocket. But in any case, just by virtue of the status of the deputy of the General Bureau, he can become a guest of the Heisenberg family. Fakhl deliberately stalled his voice.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Robert's face was as usual.

"I admire you, Robert, and in fact there are certain qualities of yours that I can't help but compare myself to my eldest son, Ahmed, who was originally a very intelligent child, the future and hope of my successor and family, but who has planted a foothold in women, and now I can only bet all my money on my youngest son, Ibrahim...... Putting this topic aside, as a dying person, there are some things that I think you have to listen to. Fakhl said with a serious face.

"No matter how much you convince yourself, she is always Joseph. Heisenberg's only daughter and Werner's only sister, the family is very ambitious, especially good at taking advantage of others. Every card played has meaning, every fact created has an illusion, and when your value is completely squeezed, she will not hesitate to give you away, but that's not the point, the point is ......" the old man paused and signaled.