Fogen had no idea that the negotiations would end in such a very arbitrary way. The divine official who came to negotiate with him, the so-called foreign minister of the Irlanhill Empire, chose to leave after saying those words.

In his mind, he could vaguely recall what the previous foreign minister named Marven said to him: "I hope you don't make trouble from the Imperial Foreign Office to the Imperial Ministry of Defense......

When he recalled these words, he felt very confused. He also didn't know why things would change fundamentally from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the Ministry of National Defense.

"If this matter is no longer managed by the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but transferred to the Imperial Ministry of Defense...... I think you'll regret it. Of course, he didn't quite understand why he would regret it after handing it over to the Ministry of Defense.

It wasn't until Haji, who accompanied him, translated the word "Ministry of Defense" into a language he was familiar with, that he realized the meaning of what the other party said.

That's not as simple as changing a department to deal with it, it's saying that the other party will deal with things in a different way!

Savage handling! Or rather, the way to use war to solve problems! For the gods, it really doesn't seem necessary to talk nonsense with ordinary people like him.

It's a pity that, as he said at the time, as an envoy of the Tempest Empire, he doesn't have any right to make any kind of choice on behalf of their emperor.

About two hours earlier, he had been savagely removed from his tent and escorted to a steel house by four armed puppet robots.

He didn't know that it was a laboratory converted from a re-entry pod, and he didn't know that this laboratory was a laboratory designed to teach the lingua franca of the local indigenous empire.

He was forcibly used with a knowledge orb, and half an hour ago, he had learned the sacred lingua franca of the Ranhil Empire.

At this moment, he no longer needs to translate and communicate with the gods. So at this moment, he could understand the lingua franca of the Empire, and Haji was transferred to another place to continue his work.

A few minutes earlier, he had been taken out of the lab by four puppet robots with weapons in their arms. He walked around the base, his mind full of words he had just learned.

He finally learned that the trucks parked on the side of the road were called trucks, and that the things that escorted him were called puppets.

Still, Vergen didn't know where the puppets were taking him: it wasn't the way back, and he was sure of that.

He had already walked past a small barracks with tanks, past some makeshift tents, and finally the four puppets stopped in front of a new building.

It is also a converted building from a re-entry pod, with three re-entry pods stacked together to connect the passages, eventually forming a temporary structure of considerable size.

The parts that housed the golems had been dismantled, and the re-entry was not neat, with a few messy wire connections and holes for securing equipment.

In such a room, however, Fogen did not have time for a large number of the soft glowing fixtures, for he saw people he knew too well to be familiar with.

After seeing the Emperor of his empire, as well as the Grand Knight Captain of the Royal Knights, and the captain of the Emperor's guard, and an embarrassed Imperial General, Fogen felt that his knees were a little weak.

A second ago, no matter how much he fantasized about the power of the gods, he never thought that only such a short time had passed before he would be able to meet His Majesty the Emperor of his empire in the prisoner of war camp......

Now, he remembered what Marven said at that time: "Your emperor can no longer be called an emperor!" …… Please give me an answer as soon as possible! If things drag on any longer, they are likely to go in an uncontrolled direction. ”

At this moment, seeing the wonderful expression on the face of the deceased, Fogen finally understood what it meant to "things may go in an uncontrolled direction......

"I knew it! You betrayed us! The chief knight was so angry that he subconsciously wanted to touch the long sword on his waist, but he grabbed a void.

He was ready to take a step forward and punch Fergen so that he could vent his anger at being captured. Only to be stopped by a puppet reaching out and being pushed back to his seat.

Theoretically, the strength of the great knight can still push down the puppets in front of him, but he really doesn't dare to do this, because he has already seen that the puppets standing around the room are all holding weapons.

Although these armed puppets are not moving now, I don't know why he just has a feeling, if he really overthrows a puppet, the remaining puppets will start attacking him without hesitation.

"This is definitely a misunderstanding!" Fogen hurriedly excused himself in embarrassment: "How could I betray Your Majesty!" How did they get His Majesty and you all of them? In Antler City, there are 10,000 troops......"

"Your Majesty? I didn't expect us to catch a big guy. Burrison, who had just walked into the room, showed a trace of shock on his face, and then looked at Foreign Minister Marven behind him: "Now, you can talk directly to their puppet emperor." ”

Marven didn't expect that the raid just now could capture an emperor of the empire, he looked at his translator, and then at the middle-aged man wearing the most luxurious armor, and asked, "Is he the 'emperor' in your mouth?" ”

"Nope! He's not! Fogen saw Marven and subconsciously hurriedly lied to cover his emperor.

As a result, the lingua franca he spoke, and the translator Marven carried on his body had used a mechanical voice to translate Marven's interrogation into the local language.

"Yes, I am the Emperor of the Tempest Empire." The Emperor of the Tempest Empire nodded his identity, perhaps this was the last bit of dignity left for him.

"It seems that you still haven't learned to be honest." Burrison, who was also carrying a translator, glanced at Vergen with a disdainful smile on his face.

"It's okay, let's use the Knowledge Orb for them separately! Anyway, the correction of that thing has been completed, and the production has come up. Marven didn't care, waved his hand and said.

After saying that, he made a gesture of please, motioning to the puppets to send these people to the laboratory: "Then, let's talk again!" ”