After Desra came out between the thrones, he walked silently along the passage.

No destination, no idea.

Just want to give yourself a reason to think.

Obsession.

The Great Emperor Zoda knew his thoughts and the dilemma facing Gamyras.

In fact, there is no need to hide a single trace of this.

Since the president Albert Desra took over Gamyras, he quickly expanded toward the universe. The Gatlantis Empire, which perhaps had the Ark of Destruction, had noticed this civilization that suddenly began to expand wildly for some reason.

What's more, next to Gamyras, there is an Iskandar civilization that once possessed the terrifying technology of the wave cannon.

Even though today's Iskandar civilization is in a stage of self-destruction.

But as the lord of a country, if he abandons things with Iskandar, especially with Empress Iskandar, Desra believes that he cannot ignore this civilization in the stage of self-destruction and ignore it.

Both the lord of the same country, Desra also felt the strong desire to control from Zoda.

Perhaps, when Gamiras quickly expanded to the outside world according to his orders by Abelte Desra, intelligence personnel from the Gatlantis Empire had already begun to infiltrate Gamiras.

"Oh? Isn't this the respected Majesty Disney?"

While thinking, Desra was awakened by a familiar voice.

"Oh? It's you! Mr. Visaka."

Desra moved her eyes and looked around, but unexpectedly found that she had arrived at a port without knowing it.

Judging from the man in front of you and the surrounding environment, this should be the place that Emperor Zoda gave to these two outsiders who were guests of the Gatlantis Empire like him.

"Well, it seems that His Majesty Desra is a little troubled. What if you are interested in sitting down with me and relaxing for a while?"

"Also, Mr. Visaka. I am not an emperor, but a poor man who has lost his country."

Hearing Desra's words, Visaka smiled slightly, raised her hand and waved her hand, and continued to say while asking the technology slave who was on standby to deliver the refreshment.

"No. His Majesty Desra, oh, it should be said that it is President Desra. You don't have to underestimate yourself. A temporary downfall does not mean that your life is over."

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Visaka seems to have a good understanding of life."

Desla looked at Visaka with a little surprise.

Although he knew about Visaka and another guest, Lamia, he had never talked like he did today.

"Those are not considered any experiences. They are just my personal experiences!"

Visaka laughed and watched the tech slaves send the refreshments over, and casually held them back.

Then, he pointed to the refreshment on the table and then at the technology slave who was leaving.

"You see, the Gatlantis could not learn to make these delicate little things, and their way was to capture humans from various civilizations and make them slaves to begged by the Gatlantis."

Desra was silent.

Because, among those technology slaves, he saw many of them being Gamillas.

Among these Gamyras, almost all knew him, the former president of the Gamyras Empire.

However, they did not dare to ask him, the president, to save them from the sea of ​​suffering, but acted according to the orders expressionlessly.

Visaka's words seemed to mean something.

Desla silently picked up the teacup on the table, looked at the red liquid in the cup, and then raised his head to look at Visaka.

"Salute to you! My friend."

Visaka nodded slightly, picked up the wine glass, and clinked the glass with Desra.

"Salute to you! Your Excellency the President."

After the two of them toast, Visaka waved again and asked the technology slaves to come forward to add wine to the two of them.

"I heard that the Emperor has promised to hand over the fleet to you."

Visaca's words made Desra's eyes move, and at the same time, he also noticed that the movements of the tech slave who was pouring wine seemed to have a slight mistake.

Desra nodded calmly.

"Yes. Just now, the Emperor decided to hand over the fleet to me. Mr. Visaka, I wonder if I can ask you to take action for me?"

"President Desra is so arrogant. The silver witch just now has sent a message asking me to take action with Lamia to transform a reliable enough fleet for you. So, don't be so polite."

"Is that so? It seems that the Emperor attaches great importance to my mission. It's fine."

Desra raised her wine glass casually and said in a deep voice.

"Cheers to Gatlantis! Cheers to Zoda the Great!"

"Cheer to the Emperor!"

After drinking all the wine in the glass again, Desra casually put down the wine glass and smiled with a hint of wine.

"I have to come back and prepare for the war. Mr. Visaka, please give me the next thing."

"I wish you a victory! President Desra."

Visaka stood up and sent Desla out of the port, and turned back to the technical laboratory arranged by him and Lamia. However, in fact, it was an independent space opened by the two through various means and would not be monitored by Zoda and the silver witch Sabella.

"how?"

Lamia asked when she saw Visaka walk into the laboratory.

"Well. We all guessed right. This President Desla has a rebellious heart."

"That's obvious. But why did Zoda keep him?"

Lamia frowned, a little puzzled.

Visaka doesn't agree.

"This is not something that is difficult to understand. You, and I, are not loyal to Zoda and to the Gatlantis Empire. However, Zoda and the silver witch Sabella turned a blind eye to our arrangements and even allowed us to transform their warship production lines in this port."

As he said that, Visaka spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"You see, our actions are under the control of the other party. Why should the other party be afraid of us? Of course, except for the little secrets in our heads, we have no secrets in the other party's eyes."

Lamia glanced at Visaka and said slowly.

"You know, before this, Zoda seemed to have communicated spiritually with an existence through some means. And that existence was not Teresa."

"After that, the star Theresa, who should have been drawn to the energy of us, suddenly disappeared."

Lamia's expression gradually became solemn.

"In this regard, Emperor Zoda did not disclose any information. Instead, he asked us to speed up, assist him and assist the Gatlantis Empire in completing the transformation of the warship."

"Lamia. Do you think things are beyond our control?"
Chapter completed!