baby mermaid in interstellar

Chapter 42 Meeting
It was night, in the royal meeting hall, after His Majesty Charles casually said a piece of news, the meeting hall fell into silence.

"Hey, everyone, look, which adult should we send to guard the planet Qili?"

His Majesty Charles sat at the head of the rectangular conference table, with the military department and the political department on both sides.

In the front positions of the military department and the political department, there are three senior nobles sitting respectively, while Bai Xiu sits in the fourth seat on the side of the political department.

At this time, Bai Xiu was sitting straight and firm on the leather chair, with his eyes half downcast, his sharp eyes narrowed, and he didn't care about the various gazes that fell on him, openly or secretly, as if the content of this meeting had nothing to do with him.

His Majesty Charles was not annoyed when he saw that no one spoke to him, and asked the old man on the right hand with a smile on his face: "Old General Keston, what do you think?"

General Keston sat on the seat and said flatly: "Your Majesty Charles, I am old, and you should give young people more opportunities."

The domineering nobleman on the first left snorted coldly: "I think General Kerston has learned how to rely on his old age to sell his old age. I'm afraid there is glue on the chair!"

A cold light flashed in General Kerston's eyes, and he sneered and said, "I'm old and I can't get up anymore. I think it's better to let Elder Wilton's grandson go. I heard that this young man is very good."

Elder Wilton's eyes were full of anger, "How can my ineffective grandson compare to General Kerston's grandson! How about letting your grandson go?"

"Crack!" General Kerston slapped the table with restrained anger!Everyone shuddered in fright!

"Who doesn't know that my Keston family has been fighting on the battlefield for generations, but there is a grandson who is a civil servant?"

"Why, is there no one in the military department! Do you need me, the Keston family, to send a boy with a pen to fight?"

When His Majesty Charles heard that the general was angry, he quickly stood up to smooth things over: "The old general calms down, the old general calms down, Elder Wilton didn't mean that."

General Kerston didn't buy it, and snorted coldly, "What do you mean by that?"

"My Kerston family fights for the Federation every year, and the only one who dies is this grandson who holds a pen. What's the matter? Don't let him go?"

His Majesty Charles was surprised: "The old general's words are serious. The old general's family has contributed a lot to our federation today. We all remember it in our hearts and respect it!"

General Kerston sat down now, "I'm afraid some people may wish that we would disappear!"

His Majesty Charles wiped his cold sweat: "How could it be..."

Elder Wilton said with a half-smile: "Old man, why are you so angry! I just said that your grandson is better than my ineffective Arthur. The older you are, the more irritable you are!"

General Kerston didn't even glance at him, just sat on his seat with his eyes on his nose, nose, nose, nose, and heart, and didn't talk to anyone anymore.

Seeing his attitude, Elder Wilton couldn't help being impatient, turned his face to Bai Xiu's position, and said with a sneer, "Bai Xiu is really getting better and better, why don't you tell me?"

Bai Xiu raised his eyelids, and the coldness in his eyes shot directly at Wilton's heart like a sharp sword. Wilton was so surprised that he almost made a fool of himself in the conference hall, but after a closer look, Bai Xiu was still that cold and indifferent young man.

It seemed that it was just an illusion just now, and Wilton couldn't help beating drums in his heart. Could it be that Bai Xiu was too similar to his brother Bai Jing, and he was hallucinating?
A cold voice sounded: "I recommend Arthur, he has recently improved his abilities to a new level, and he is the most suitable candidate."

(End of this chapter)