Seeing everyone busy, Melissa tried to pose in a pose she thought was chic, but she felt uncomfortable realizing that she was the only one who had no team.
If the judge had intended to get her involved, he would have said something, but he did not show any of this at the moment, just nodding lightly to each group.
"We meet at Gate 1 in three hours and disband!"
The followers walked out of the suite without saying a word. Although they were of all kinds and had everything, they operated with the efficiency of the parade ground and could even compete with the most elite suicide squad in the Imperial Guard.
Suddenly, Melissa was shocked and realized that she was the last person to leave.
The judge was staring at her, gloved fingers gracefully playing with the cross-shaped badge around her neck.
“Melissa.”
He showed an elusive look.
“We have to talk alone…”
"grown ups."
She swallowed, looking for a suitable way to express her doubts, and finally said something bad.
"What are we going to talk about?"
The confrontation expected to be rude to her never came, and she imagined the man's lips curling behind the mask: the smile of a cat amused by a struggling prey.
"That's it, Melissa, you already know."
She couldn't help frowning.
"Sir, I don't understand what you mean?"
"What did you say? Something from the sky... huge... something dark?"
"I... sorry, sir, I didn't-"
"you are right."
"Um?"
The judge let out a secret laugh.
"Girl, do you know what our goal is for this operation?"
"Is it... to destroy heresy?"
The laughter on the judge's face became even more weird.
"Do you know why I'll transfer you to my side?"
Melissa shook her head.
"You will know later that this action will be with me and disband."
As the judge left with rhythmic pace, she also stamped her feet towards her dirty bedroom in preparation, but an ominous premonition twisted in her heart-wake premonition returned to her, and she shrank in pain.
Something is coming.
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"I can't stay for too long."
At one corner of the dark cabin passage, a tall figure leaned against the wall, wearing a robe, her face completely covered in the shadows.
"If you have anything, ask quickly."
"Did you get it?"
In the darkness, another man walked out, wearing black armor with golden flame patterns, and there was a scar on his face, which made him always look like he was wearing a mocking smile.
It was Prince of Crows, Sevita.
Seveta held on twenty steps away from the man, then looked at the heavily wrapped object hanging on the man's belt.
“Is it still settled lately?”
“It’s pretty safe.”
"It's true that you should do this, not me."
"This is not out of voluntary action. In addition, I am busy at hand, and I have my own work to do. If you have anything to say, I will take advantage of the fact that others have not noticed it yet."
"Really? Are you sure you came here and others didn't notice it?"
"Don't ask, I won't say it."
"Well, I'm wondering, wouldn't it be very unhappy to let you run around?"
"What do you think? To be honest, I would rather go to Terra's prison than taking care of your baby like a nanny. I have been wiping your juniors' butts for the time being, you know."
"My junior, I haven't heard that word for a long time."
Seveta said, almost smiling.
"It's a pity that I'm not capable of, otherwise I really want to see what the legion should look like in another environment."
"So what's the matter with you looking for me?"
"No, you don't, I shouldn't even talk to you."
"We have arrived at Pai Shangxing."
"Um?"
The mysterious man sounded surprised and even put down his hands holding him in front of his chest.
“When did it arrive?”
"If calculated based on Terra time, five days ago."
"Hiss--it's a little different from what is said in the plan. Will you come earlier now? The battle situation is still very unclear. I guess the Red Pirates' reinforcements have arrived at the ground in some way."
"There's no choice, someone can't wait."
As he said that, the relaxed expression on Seveta's face disappeared.
For the first time in such a long time, a look that appeared in the eyes of the Crow Prince, seemed to say that even if the entire universe stopped him, he would try to do the right thing.
"Listen, you must remind Soshiyang not to confront Abaddon head-on, and the spiritual race beside him should not appear again. After finding the flagship, you will leave Pai Shangxing immediately and don't worry about the war here anymore."
The mysterious man was silent for a while and then said:
“This is somewhat different from the plan.”
"Don't worry about the plan. I don't know you, and you don't know me, but you definitely know what I'm thinking. We have enough slaves, so don't let others continue to be slaves."
The mysterious man nodded immediately.
"I will do my best. But-"
“But what?”
"I have a premonition that a darkness is shrouding, something goes wrong. This so-called plan has been implemented for nearly 10,000 years. No matter what its original intention is, it has deviated a lot from it over a long period of time."
“That’s how your consciousness works.”
"No, this is not something related to psychic energy. It's like... knowing something from the depths of the bone marrow. The gods are staring here, the gods are staring at Pai Shang Star, and at Soshiyan. We are not only against our colleagues, we are also against the gods."
"Ha, so are you scared?"
"I just... from a personal point of view, I still have some personal things to deal with, and... I have to make a choice, but I don't think I like any choice. Forget it, it doesn't matter. Soshyan is not a very difficult person to get along with, I will help you."
"That's really thankful... It's a bit ironic to say. I always think you are a literary writer who seeks drama, starting with your report."
"Report? What report?"
"I won't mention the old things."
Sevita waved his hand.
"Okay, that's it. We won't contact you again in a short time."
The mysterious man bit by bit, and then he disappeared directly as the air ripples visible to the naked eye. Seveta turned around and took out his winged helmet from the compartment beside him, and pressed it on his head with a click.
"It's going to land soon, Sai, where are you?"
A thick voice sounded from the communicator.
"I'll come right away."
Prince Saivita of the Crow twisted his neck, then stepped forward towards one end of the passage, and the shadow gradually faded away with the sound of footsteps.