"The people on this planet are very weak; without our help, they can't even kill a chicken,"
In the palace corridor, two company guards walked side by side, with the older brother leading the way and imparting his knowledge about the planet to the newbie assigned here for the first time.
Their mission was to head to the Imperial Dining Room to assist the planet's useless chefs with preparing the ingredients.
This wasn't originally a task for the company's security department, but because the people on this planet were so frail that they had to call upon them even for something as trivial as killing chickens.
"However, I heard that the people on this planet all possess some strange abilities and that they once waged a war against the company..."
