. "...So, the whole thing is simply a trap of your planning? Awesome! It's really amazing!"

After listening to the explanation of the Dark Elf female politician, Ludwig touched the bearded lao's chin. He couldn't help but praise him, "I secretly sent someone to encourage the parliamentary fans to freeze our accounts, but in fact, they transferred funds to other accounts in advance, forged accounts, and finally threw out a lot of military tickets to make the preliminary plan of Yiluo--Kalssas' soul and Mistera's soul coexist, so they had no way to share their memories.

"Since it's smuggling, it's too weird to have another knight title." The goddess raised her chin and pondered, "The appointment I gave you last time also seemed a bit hasty. At present, my mysterious fire knights are not small in size. It is actually not necessary to set up an additional branch in the New Naserel Colony far from the political center. If there is any crisis in the local area, it will be difficult to mobilize it to put out the fire."

"That Your Highness means..." Feili asked nervously.

"Just set up a mysterious fire fleet directly! The church's force cannot be limited to land, but should also look at the ocean---now is the era of great navigation! Haha, if you didn't need to come out on some formal occasions, I really want to create a mysterious fire pirate group!" Mistera said with some wickedness, "It seems to be quite fun to be a pirate queen!"

This joke caused a serious dismay. Because the person who spoke was too high, everyone's humorous nerves seemed to be paralyzed. After a while, everyone was still looking at each other silently. Finally, with Feili's leading, they forced a few laughs, breaking the almost suffocating air.

This greatly shakes Mistera's confidence in his ability to tell jokes.

"Hey, it's really a lack of humor." She complained, "After receiving Arctic Port, you can just take the ship down. I will arrange for people to clear the Congress and the Cabinet."

"As for your order, Your Highness. Do you have anything else to order?" Feili took out a small notebook and wrote a few strokes, then looked up and asked.

"Well, it seems nothing is wrong..." The goddess supported her cheeks with one hand and scratched her black long with the other, as if she was stumped by a math problem, and she looked very cute.

But what she said next was very unlovable. "By the way, since it is smuggling in the name of God, don't forget to pay the protection fee to me! Please give me the deficit and debts of the colonial church organization."

"...Your Highness, can we replace your banner?" After a while, Feili replied with a bitter face.
Chapter completed!