"Report!"
"The emissary of the Flor race requests an audience!"
At another branch of the Department of Inspection, a sudden piece of news came.
The people of the Department of Inspection, who were preparing themselves to enjoy the spoils of war, frowned.
"Let him in."
Then...
10 minutes later.
The emissary arrived at their meeting room, panting heavily. He looked at the various humans in front of him, and his tone was neither haughty nor humble, "I don't know how our race has offended you, but if there's anything you're not happy about, we should discuss things first. Why did you suddenly start a war with us? We've never had any conflicts with the human race. Has there been some sort of misunderstanding?"
The director of the Department of Inspection looked at the ugly, mouse-like creature with arrogance and calmness, saying, "I don't think there's any need to explain. The war has already begun, and there's no way to take it back."
