Reincarnation Monarch

"Excuse me."

Suddenly a secretary, Cordesia, came in where the four of them cemented their resolve.

"I see the Secretary."

Lombardo was surprised and stood up unexpectedly.

Then there appeared the Governor of Eduardo Müller spp., the prestigious man of the ship's arms.

"Both names, I'm sorry. You're right. Forgive me."

Muller went into the room and suddenly lowered his head when he said so.

"Secretary! You don't have to do that!

Lombardo rushed over to Muller in a hurry.

"No, my attorney told me to leave it to me, to be the captivity of our two names, and to rush to fulfillment. Forgive me."

"No, it's also our responsibility that we couldn't expect them to come all that way. Please raise your head."

Then at some point Chester, who had come diagonally behind Lombardo, also spoke out against Muller, who kept apologizing.

"Sir, we are starting in the first place with our immorality. I'm sorry to bother you with the Secretary, but I don't have the slightest dust to blame. Please raise your head."

Then Muller finally lifted his head and saw the faces of the Lombards.

"Well... something that makes me feel easier when you say that. I'm so sorry..."

"No, please don't worry about it. Because doing this will make me and Shester itch."

"Yeah, the deputy secretary's right. It's too different than usual. It's scary."

Chester's light-hearted mouth finally brings Muller's face down.

"Uhm. Okay. So let's do this before... Sorry I was in the middle of a visit"

That's what Muller said as he looked at the Ortes at Lombardo's shoulder.

Then, in haste, the Ortes rose up and met against Muller.

Then when Muller returned the meeting politely to it, he meditated on one eye and gazed at the Lombards.

And when he returned his heel, he left the room with a gentle walk.

Lombardo quietly dropped off his hindsight, making sure that the secretary Cordesia, who followed Muller, closed the door before spewing out all the air in his lungs.

"Ugh... here we go. It's the first time I've been able to bow my head to the secretary like that..."

Then Chester beside him quietly took over after Lombardo's words.

"You're nervous."

"Oh, I can't stop saying that. Like you said, it's our responsibility."

"No, as I said earlier, it's my personal responsibility."

Then Lombardo got a little angry and stared at Chester's face.

"Don't give a shit. That is our responsibility. Nice one, Shester. I won't allow you to say that again."

Shester was profoundly drooling in his head with mixed feelings of gratitude and remorse for what he thought of Lombardo's self.