Him and their stars

The ancient Meiya woman has a pair of amber eyes with a mysterious luster. Against the artificial light of Beisenberg City, there is a mysterious and quiet luster.

Her eyes were so calm and soft. However, the young man who looked into these eyes for a moment felt his heart tighten. I feel like a herbivore being targeted by a predator.

The young judge clasped his hands on the handle of the special pistol at his waist and whispered: "Were we discovered?"

His hand was immediately held down by his commander.

"team leader?"

"It's not yet time." The uncle said solemnly.

The judgment of the experienced and veteran judge is basically correct. Then, he saw that the ancient Meiya girl had withdrawn her gaze, and walked towards the distant street with her companions. Their steps were very brisk and they had innocent smiles on their faces. They really looked like two ordinary girls who had just finished a delicious meal.

The young judge wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and found that his heart was beating extremely hard. Although he is only a first-level "believer", he is after all a professionally trained national agent with excellent professional abilities. All the files of registered psykers in countries with warning levels of C and above were recorded in his mind.

Precisely because he knows his opponent well, he knows very well that once a fight breaks out, these people on his side will have no chance at all and must immediately ask their superiors for arrangements.

However, the other party shouldn't be crazy enough to attack a conscientious national official in the imperial capital, right? Thinking of this, the young judge wiped his sweat again, took a deep breath, looked at the backs of the girls who had disappeared at the street corner, and asked in a low voice: "Captain... do you want me to follow them?"

"Can you keep up?" The uncle looked at his subordinates with awe-inspiring eyes: "Besides, I am not responsible for personnel deployment. No matter how dedicated you are, it will not do you any good."

The young judge remained silent for several seconds with a stern face, and then said: "Thank you so much, boss!"

"Why do you want to thank me?" The uncle was stunned.

The young lady who had been eating melon by the side added: "Captain, what he means is that I met a superior officer like you when I joined the company, and that's why I became such an official at such a young age. You ruined me." It gave him a sense of honor as a human being.”

"Thank you so much, too!" the young judge said to the young lady through gritted teeth.

"Hey, that's why I said, you young people are just too conflicted. Although the ancient Meians finally have national rights, how could the Grand Inquisition fail to take safety measures for such gifted psychics? Naturally, they have other companions taking over, so don't meddle in their own business," the uncle said.

The two young men suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and the young man sighed in admiration: "That's it."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Those two...should be our own people, right?"

"..."

"..."

"Young man, let me give you a piece of advice. To work in our position, you need to be smart, but not too smart. Especially, you can't let your boss think you are too smart, and more importantly, you can't act smart."

"I understand, boss. I only say this in front of you. After all, you are not my leader, but my respected and trusted big brother!"

Because the young judge was speaking quite sincerely, the uncle judge still felt a little warm despite knowing that the other party was acting. The young lady on the side looked at this tender scene and felt that if she continued to hang out with these two thugs, she would become increasingly impure, or in other words, if she continued to serve as the judge of this poor man, she would definitely be ruined.

"Work for a few more years, and when you have saved enough money, you can resign and study design." The young lady began to seriously consider resigning again, while saying: "So, those two ancient Meiya people are gone... but the goal is still where it is. , are you still eating?"

"Some psykers need a lot of food to maintain their body functions before they have broken through to the saint stage." The young judge said.

"...The target is a monk, and he should be in the third ring now. Judging from his current combat experience, it is more likely that it is 'balanced'. It is not likely that the appetite will increase due to the influence of psychic energy."

"Three Rings... It's only been more than a year since I woke up, right?" The young judge curled his lips in envy: "However, the target did eat more than three times the amount of food an ordinary person would eat during meals. There have been several times like this so far. Example."

"Yes, so we are still analyzing the reasons. We cannot rule out that it was a deliberate act to confuse us."

Indeed, even if psykers really manage to survive a few meals, they will not really get gastroenteritis. Therefore, it can cause chaos in the imperial intelligence department, which is really a huge gain.

"This is a very powerful opponent. You must not take it lightly!" The uncle repeated what he had said many times to his two subordinates.

"Maybe he is scheduled to meet with someone else?" the female judge guessed.

"Well, it's very possible! Hiss..." The uncle who had been looking at the door took a breath. He had already seen what was happening at the entrance of Wanle Palace. A luxury car parked directly on the side of the road. Two well-dressed bodyguards got out of the car first. One of them respectfully opened the car door opposite the restaurant entrance, and a human girl in casual clothes got out of it.

This girl was also dressed very plainly, like an ordinary female college student who had just finished class. However, the two doormen at the door were stunned for a few seconds, and then they quickly nodded and bowed to greet her. Looking at the bright smiles on their faces and their respectful but somewhat deformed movements, they seemed to be greeting a princess. It felt like it would not be strange even if they knelt down immediately.

"Ya, Yamida Senge Berenkeist? Has she returned to the imperial capital?"

"No, it's not clear. We haven't received notification from other teams yet." The young judge's voice was also a little distorted.

Yamida, who had just stepped out of the car door, seemed to feel something, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the building behind her that was opposite the restaurant. Her eyes swept over the edge of the rooftop, she pursed her lips and smiled, then stepped into the restaurant.

The three judges of the Grand Inquisition were so frightened by this scene that they huddled behind the protective wall for a long time before they could catch their breath. At this time, their communicator finally rang.

"C194 team? C194 team, please answer when you hear this. This is A006. Our target has merged with yours. Please evacuate immediately. We will take over the scene."

"C194 received!" The uncle was immediately happy. As a dedicated civil servant, it would be great to have someone to help him take over the scene. However, he couldn't help but vomited: "Why are you just saying it now?"

"I want to say so much! But this young lady is so elusive. The two bodyguards beside her are both experts. They will be spotted within 500 meters of her! What can I do? Go up and stop her and question her. ? That's the eldest lady of the Belenkeist family, the trade representative of the alliance! I'm so desperate too!" The voice on the other side found that he seemed to be a little excited, so he coughed and said seriously: "Retreat quickly. Come on! Let’s keep an eye on it here, and I will also apply for support from above.”

The three-person action teams of the magistrates are of course equal in terms of organizational level, but the numbered ones are ranked based on strength.

Since the A-level "experts" are willing to take over and reinforcements will be sent from above, they, ordinary C-level civil servants, should of course step aside. This is the self-cultivation of an excellent civil servant.

The uncle and his two young subordinates left the building crawling with the flu and prepared to return.

"Where are we going now? Are we disbanded?" The young lady was very happy, feeling excited that she could get off work and go fishing soon.

"It's a good idea, I'll go to the embassy and continue to stay there!" the uncle said.

"Hey, why is this happening?" the young lady wailed.

"It's a troubled time now! Our goal is first to contact the ancient Meiya people, and then to contact important figures in the alliance. Maybe something big will happen. If not, we may have to work overtime for a month."

"The spirit of the universe!" The young lady continued to cry.

At this time, the young man who had been silent for a while suddenly said: "Boss, actually, I have a little idea that is not very mature..."

The young new judge feels that since he entered the tribunal system, he has become more and more like an old official. But you must know that when he first joined the job, he was a hard worker who aimed to be a cabinet minister or even prime minister! He feels that if he works hard, his career can still be seriously salvaged.

On the other side, the national trade representative of the Free Galaxy Alliance, Yamida Senge Berenkeist, had entered the Wanle Palace, and was soon led by the concierge to the door of a small private room.

The door of the private room opened, and what immediately caught Yamada's eyes were four empty large plates stacked on the table. Then, she saw Yu Lian sitting behind the table, chewing on a charcoal-grilled dragon wing.

Probably because the charcoal-grilled dragon meat tasted too rich, Yu Lian looked very bold when eating it, with an expression of enjoyment, which made Yamida herself feel a little hungry. She couldn't help but smile, and without waiting for a greeting, she sat down next to him, and reached out to tear off a dragon's wings.

"Now, there are at least seven or eight special agent teams in place within ten miles of Wanle Palace. In addition to the behind-the-scenes support and command, there may be more than a dozen with titles, but the target of their surveillance is this The least aristocratic person in the restaurant.”

What a huge battle! Yu Lian thought. But the formation battle is definitely not for me, nor is it entirely for you. However, when the two of us meet, there will be a chemical reaction.

"It's actually very easy to become a noble, just pretend to be nice. Is the so-called noble etiquette more difficult to learn than advanced algebra? Or is it more energy-consuming than memorizing 500 words?" Yu Lian dropped the bone and wiped his hands with a silk napkin. , and tore off another grilled wing: "Of course table manners are necessary, in order not to offend the people dining at the same table. However, the only person dining at the same table is you now. I call you Yani, Do you still need to see others?"

The eldest lady of the Belenkester family looked Yu Lian up and down, and said with a half-smile: "Ha, you thought it was a rumor?"

Yu Lian wanted to say a few words that were difficult to understand, such as "Rumors are made out of thin air to impeach people's innocence" and "Rumors only stop at the wise", but he felt that saying it would be humiliating himself, so he gave up.

Ever since, Yamida also began to slowly tear up the roasted dragon wings. However, when she was eating it with her hands, she looked more than ten times more elegant than Yu Lian.

One of her bodyguards lowered his voice and said, "Miss, it's confirmed. An old friend has arrived."

"Old friend?" Yu Lian put down the steak.

"A group of elite judges from the Tribunal are responsible for keeping an eye on me. Last time their captain celebrated their birthday, I even treated them to a cake."

"...We get along pretty well." Yu Lian smiled.

"The time I have spent with them in the past two years is longer than the Appa I raised in my hometown. Even a person like me has some feelings."

"Appa?"

"Oh, the snow leopard I raised is now so fat that it can't even catch quail." Yani said: "However, our meeting is still relatively sensitive. If it takes too long, they might really break down the door. It’s in. So, hurry up. Amiya and Agnes really didn’t answer the call, right?”

"This is all what you expected, right?" Yu Lian sighed: "Those two girls are not economical lamps! It is obvious that one is a healing type and the other is a vitality type, but with such thick eyebrows and big eyes, they are also traitors!"

"The ancient Meiya people, psychic geniuses, how could they have survived to this day without the support from the empire's supreme will? But if they didn't reciprocate, how could the supreme will come forward? Ignore Agnes, Amiya But she always thought that if she could do more for the empire and show her loyalty as much as possible, maybe her people would be able to live a better life." Yamida also picked up the silk napkin and wiped her hands, and said slowly: " However, this silly girl really doesn’t understand that as long as they continue to miss Gumeiya Star, or even miss this name, they will never be able to gain the trust of the Chenxi royal family.”

However, the "preferential treatment" of the ancient Meiya people could have political significance. For countless lower-ranking races in the empire, this is really a good thing. His Majesty the Emperor will give preferential treatment to even the ancient Meiya people. So as long as we work hard to serve the public, will there be a day when we can obtain national rights?

Liu San and Yong Chi expressed their professionalism!

"That's why you asked them to participate in our last Emerald Maze strategy?"

"The strength of the two of them is indeed very good, and they have nothing to do with the alliance. If they die in the Emerald Maze, it will only prove that the spirit of the universe is not blessing them. However, if their strength really improves, no matter what Is it the organizer of the God of War Festival or the higher-ups of the empire who must have a headache? Hey, did I just let it slip and tell you that there are actually dissensions within the alliance?"

"People who like to raise cats must not want their cats to grow as big as snow leopards." Yu Lian ignored Yani's last sentence.

Yamida nodded: "This is a good thing. Amiya and Agnes will inform the empire of what we saw and heard today. I estimate that most of the attention in the imperial capital will be focused on us. On the body."

"Yes! Today is a good time to take action! As long as we raise our profile a little bit more, all the attention of the entire imperial capital will be focused on us. The Imperial Ministry of National Security, the Secret Police, and the Grand Inquisition will all prove our innocence. Eyewitnesses.”

Yamida stood up and pursed her lips with a smile: "Then, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation like last time."

"Of course it will be very pleasant to cooperate. But, Yani, how to divide it? When I asked last time, you started to talk about him."

"How can this kind of thing be discussed online? This directly involves a lot of sensitive military vocabulary, which can easily attract the attention of the Imperial Star Officers. Also, you, you are not talking about this kind of thing now. Is it equivalent to not even buying a lottery ticket, but thinking about how to spend it after winning the big prize?"

"...You call this a lottery win. Are you cursing me or burying yourself?"