"My Lord, if you can't promise me…"
"Promise me that you'll never say such things in public, then I can't talk to you anymore. You're in a very unstable state right now."
"This is a very dangerous sign."
The vice-general was on the verge of tears.
Prometheus was too unruly, and was openly cursing his superiors.
Prometheus narrowed his eyes. "Alright, alright, I won't make things so difficult for you. Isn't this because our moon god race has never suffered such losses before? I can't believe those eight b*stards managed to make us suffer like this. You've seen the aftermath too."
"It's already pretty good that I'm still able to remain this calm even after so many deaths and injuries."
"Alright, let's get back on track."
I've been busy studying some weapons recently, so I haven't had the time to check the situation."
"Just tell me, how did those women handle this matter?"
