"My Emperor, the guardian fleet has been destroyed. They can't attack..."
Hearing this general's careful reply, the Emperor was not angry but laughed instead, as if he had heard something interesting.
"My dear minister, you really know how to joke. My guardian fleet is hard to find an opponent in the entire Milky Way. Don't you see that even the famous Administrator has to avoid it?"
The Emperor's solemn words made everyone present look at each other, not knowing how to respond.
The Emperor they knew was a brilliant, omniscient, and perfect figure who could strategize and decide the outcome of a battle. How could he not know that the guardian fleet had been destroyed?
"Where did you learn to tell jokes, so you came to show it to me? If that's the case, then you have already passed the test. I can give you the honorary title of Master of Performing Arts..."
