Xyrin Empire

Chapter 581: Chapter 581 …People?

“Hmm? Where’s your so-called Queen? Why hasn’t she come to meet me in person!”

Looking at the group in front of her, decked out in various military garb yet clearly none being the Queen of the Free Kingdom, Sister Jier’s eyebrows all but shot up, chastising them with no concern for their dignity.

Why are we so sure that Queen Gotaque isn’t among these people—I can only say, if any of these oddballs turned out to be Her Majesty, my view of the world would’ve definitely crumbled.

“Don’t mind her,” I waved my hand and shoved Sister Jier to the back, “She’s our babysitter here—but she’s right, where’s your Queen? She’s been absent thus far, and now she still doesn’t show up at this crucial moment, doesn’t it seem a bit insincere?”

It’s not like we’re not discontented, the Federation Army has fought bitterly through thorns and blood to help the Free Kingdom reclaim the lost territories and dispel the pirates to save the Queen. We had just managed to repel the ferociously advancing Imperial Fleet with a mere militia ship. Yet, that so-called Queen couldn’t even bother to show her face. Would satisfying someone’s curiosity kill you?

Curiosity, immense curiosity, in a Kingdom where not a single important figure but just a bunch of flowers and grass is printed on universal currency, I’m extremely curious about this never-seen Queen.

Just now a flat-chested lass, all shiny in gold, wearing ancient armor utterly unsuitable for modern combat, and with an arrogantly unbearable tone, had given the officers a piece of her mind. Then out comes a chap in clothes with no distinguishing features, akin to Passerby A at a street stall, tossing the golden shiny lass ten meters away. The group of Kingdom officers who had been ready to draft an official letter of thanks were taken aback, feeling a massive communication barrier with these folks in front of them.

In any case, they were clueless as to who the leader of this life-saving Interstellar Force really was. Concealed in integrity for the greater mysteries, hidden in the excitement for the minor ones—most of the time, it’s truly hard for strangers to identify who’s in charge during a first meeting.

That’s when you see the alternative use of a racial talent, with a bunch of human-like beings clueless about whom to talk to, let’s bring in a spherical lifeform… yes, a spherical lifeform. Since a while ago, I have been curiously observing behind the tired faces of these Kingdom officers, where a very conspicuous thing was floating, a large round ball.

Initially, I thought it was some sort of mechanical device, but it wasn’t long before they proved to us that in the Great Thousand World, there’s nothing you won’t find. It’s not just headless Xingtian; even aliens that are all head exist.

Completely resembling mercury with a seemingly fully reflective surface, roughly a meter in diameter, its body devoid of features such as facial projections—this is the “alien life form’s” characteristics. “It” floated between us and the Gotaque officers, bobbed up and down slightly in what seemed to be a bow, then a voice that sounded mechanized rang out, “Thank you very much for coming to our aid with your fleet, you have saved Gotaque. I am the Grand Chancellor of the Kingdom, Bieberu.”