Chapter 1445
: Desla's Encounter
Chapter 1445: Desla's Encounter
After Desla came out from the throne room, he walked along the passage in silence.
There is no destination and no idea.
Just, just want to give myself a reason to think.
Obsession.
Emperor Zoda knew his thoughts and the difficulties Gamilas was facing.
In fact, there is no need to hide this at all.
Ever since President Albert Desla took charge of Gamilas and rapidly expanded to all parts of the universe, the Gatlantis Empire, which owned the Ark of Destruction, may have noticed this civilization that suddenly began to expand wildly for some reason.
What's more, next to Gamilas, there is the Iskandar civilization, which once possessed the terrifying technology of wave motion cannon.
Even so, today's Iskandar civilization is already in the stage of self-erasure.
But as the ruler of a country, if Desla were to abandon those few things with Iskandar, especially with Queen Iskandar, he believed that he could not turn a blind eye to this civilization that was in the stage of self-erasure.
As the ruler of a country, Desla also felt the strong desire for control from Zoda.
Perhaps, when Gamilas was rapidly expanding outward according to the orders of Abelt Desla, spies from the Gatlantis Empire had already begun to infiltrate Gamilas.
"Oh? Isn't this the respected Majesty Disra?"
While he was thinking, Desla was awakened by a familiar voice.
"Oh? It's you! Mr. Visaka."
Desla moved his gaze and looked around, but unexpectedly found that he had arrived at a port without realizing it.
Judging from the man in front of him and the surrounding environment, this should be the place arranged by Emperor Zoda for these two outsiders who are guests of the Gatlantis Empire like him.
"Well, it seems that His Majesty Desra is a little troubled. How about sitting down with me and relaxing for a while?"
"Okay. And, Mr. Visaka, I am not an emperor. I am just a poor man who has lost his country."
Hearing Desla's words, Visaka smiled slightly, raised his hand and waved, asking the technological slave on standby nearby to bring the snacks over, and then continued.
"No. Your Majesty Desla, oh, I should say President Desla. You don't have to belittle yourself. A temporary downfall does not mean that your life is over."
"Oh? It seems that Mr. Visaka has a good understanding of life."
Desla looked at Visaka with a little surprise.
Although he knew about the existence of Visaka and another guest, Lamia, they had never talked to each other like they did today.
"Those aren't experiences. They're just my personal experiences!"
Visaka laughed and watched the technological slaves bring the snacks over, then he sent them away.
Then he pointed at the refreshments on the table and then at the technological slaves who were leaving.
"You see, the Gatlanteans simply cannot learn to make these exquisite little things, so their method is to capture humans from various civilizations and make them slaves to whom the Gatlanteans can do whatever they want."
Desla was silent.
Because, among those technological slaves, he saw quite a few Gamilas.
Among these Gamilas people, almost all of them knew him, the former president of the Gamilas Empire.
However, they did not dare to ask the great president to save them from suffering, but just followed his orders with expressionless faces.
Visaka's words seemed to have a hidden meaning.
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.
"Hello to you, my friend." Visaka nodded slightly, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Desla.
"Greetings to you, Mr. President."
After the two of them toasted, Visaka waved again and asked the technology slave to come forward and refill their drinks.
"I heard that the Emperor has promised to hand over the fleet to you."
Visaka's words made Desla's eyes move. At the same time, he also noticed that there seemed to be a slight mistake in the action of the technological slave who was pouring the wine.
Desla nodded calmly.
"Yes. Just now, the Emperor decided to hand over the fleet to me. Mr. Visaka, could you please help me?"
"President Desla, you are too polite. The silver witch has just sent a message asking me and Lamia to work together to transform a reliable fleet for you. So, there is no need to be so polite."
"Really? It seems that the emperor takes my mission very seriously. Anyway."
Desla raised his glass casually and said in a deep voice.
"Cheers to Gatlantis! And to Emperor Zoda!"
"Cheers to the Emperor!"
After finishing the wine in the glass again, Desla casually put down the glass and smiled with a hint of drunkenness.
"I have to come back and prepare for the expedition. Mr. Visaka, I'll leave the rest to you."
"I wish you a successful start! President Desla."
Visaka stood up to see him off. After sending Desla out of the port, he turned around and returned to the technical research laboratory he and Lamia had set up. But in fact, it was an independent space opened up by the two of them through various means, and it would not be monitored by Zoda and the silver priestess Sabella.
"how?"
Lamia asked when she saw Visakha walk into the research room.
"Yes. We all guessed correctly. This President Desla has rebellious intentions."
"That's the obvious thing. But why did Zoda keep him?"
Lamia frowned, somewhat confused.
Visakha disagrees.
"This is not difficult to understand. You and I are not loyal to Zoda or 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 line in this port."
Visaka spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.
"You see, our actions are all under the control of the other party. Why should the other party be afraid of us? Of course. Apart from those little secrets in our heads, we have no secrets in the eyes of the other party."
Lamia glanced at Visakha and spoke slowly.
"You know, before this, Zoda seemed to have communicated mentally with a certain being through some means. And that being was not Theresa."
"After that, the Teresat star that was supposed to be drawing energy from us as planned suddenly disappeared."
Lamia's expression gradually became solemn.
"In this regard, Emperor Zoda did not reveal any information. Instead, he asked us to speed up and assist him and the Gatlantis Empire to complete the transformation of the battleship."
"Miss. Lamia. Do you think things are out of our control?"
"No. I didn't think so. It's just that the disappearance of Theresa Star has made us lose the opportunity to activate the new Star Path from the outside world. Next, Emperor Zoda, who still controls a large enough amount of Theresa Star energy, may be our only way to activate the Star Path and find the only way for the Star Path to be born."
(End of this chapter)