Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

At this time, Colonel Elvin, one of Crown Prince Carlos' bellies, had just arrived on this remote planet.

The consul of the planet was informed beforehand, waiting early where the fleet had arrived.

In terms of position and rank, the chief administrator of the planet is clearly higher than Colonel Erwin.

One, however, is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's belly deputy, who has climbed to the rank of Colonel since his thirtieth birthday, a promising Imperial Nova.

One is the loser in the political struggle, the politician who was disguised as exiled to this marginal planet.

Everyone knows which future will be brighter.

Moreover, Colonel Elvin represents His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The consul greeted the pedestrian with enthusiasm.

Elvin left several of his subordinates to deal with the excessively enthusiastic consuls and, in the evening, took two of his men in a suspended car to their destination.

A small town on the imperial map that he had never even heard of - the Orc's personal terminal - showed that it belonged to the city.

And at the same time.

In his spare time, he was watching Imperial News, picking up a cup of black tea made by the robot housekeeper and preparing a sip of Carlos, and he saw the beautiful female hostess on the screen smiling and inserting a piece of news:

“Just an hour ago, a mysterious blonde blue-eyed woman appeared in the northern part of the empire, the Ice Uranus city of Rust. Witnesses say that the woman has no less beauty than any legendary beauty in the empire, and the Imperial Forum has built 10,000 stories of tall buildings for her, and strangely, no one can identify her. Now let's take a look at the photos taken by the passers-by...”

“Boom!”

It was just a random glance at Carlos, and he stared at the screen.

His black tea fell on the floor, falling on a thick carpet, making a dull bang.

Some of the quality tea that flew out splashed on his pants leg, but the client didn't even realize it.

The responsible robotic butler hurried forward and started cleaning up this mess, whilst slightly complaining: “No, Your Highness, you shouldn't have such impulsive and disgraceful behavior, you do this...”

There's not a lot of footage on the news for that woman, but just a few seconds.

But Carlos' gaze was still firmly attracted.

The heart, which had never beaten by any female, was out of order at the moment.

Carlos took a deep breath, ignored the chattering robot, turned on the personal terminal, and easily found the post that was held up by countless people.

Ignoring the subjective pile of words of praise and confession in the main building, Carlos glanced at the posted photographs.

The female little girl on the scene looked surprised and confused, with a thick cloak and a hood in her hand.

Her cape was blown up by the wind, and apparently she was exposed to the public, thanks to the wind.

These pictures were obviously taken in a hurry, and several pictures were even blurred out.

But even so, it doesn't affect her beauty or her temperament at all.

Carlos' hands stretched out uncontrollably to touch the figure on the half-air virtual light screen.

Of course it's untouchable.

Carlos gazed at the lines on the photo.

That's a familiar place name.

Not long ago, an anonymous number sent him a message.

That's exactly the address.