shed the scene of this fellow, ruthless as a beast, crushing their Don Quixote Pirate Crew completely just recently. A bone-chilling coldness ran down his spine."Don't be nervous, I have no ill inten..."Navy"

As the words of Saint Damocles fell, the remaining four members of the Five Elders stood frozen in stunned silence. Their expressions shifted to confusion, bordering on disbelief as they stared at him.

"Damocles, what are you suspecting"

"How is that possible!"

"That's the World Noble Celestial Dragon!"

…"

They simply don't believe the Marines would ever dare to attack a Celestial Dragon. It's not because they lack the ability, but because they are too afraid!

The Navy, as the largest law enforcement agency under the World Government, has all its military funding sourced from the World Government. Although the Navy has maintained relatively independent construction and command authority since its inception, the government also holds significant influence within the Navy.

Let alone the oppression from power and the constraints of the "Celestial Dragons are supreme" ideology, just the military expenditure alone is enough to make the World Government tightly control the Marines.

When it comes to who on this sea would dare lay a hand on the Celestial Dragons, the Marines are undoubtedly the most reliable answer!

"Damocles...are you sure your suspicions are founded Once a suspicion is proven true, the nature of many things changes... This is an extremely sensitive topic."

At this moment, the Five Elders, who had been diligently polishing their long swords with furrowed brows, suddenly spoke in raspy voices.

He sat cross-legged in a samurai's garb, a katana with swirling purple-black flames etched into its blade resting across his knees. In the dim light of the small villa, it glinted with a fierce and chillingly cold edge.

A peerless demonic blade.

As they spoke, he raised his head. His gaunt, withered arm, with veins prominently visible, gently wiped the demon blade. His cloudy and sinister eyes, peering from beneath his frameless glasses, fixed intently on Daemoklis Saint—his childhood friend who had grown up together and shared an elite education.

"Colleagues, I naturally understand your concerns."

Damokles spoke softly.

Though of diminutive stature, he exuded a power that seemed to encompass the heavens and earth. His presence rose like a mountain springing from the plains, continuously ascending.

On the surface, it does seem that the Marines wouldn't attack a Celestial Dragon. But... this isn't absolute.

He let out a cold laugh.

After all, the Navy also has quite a few foolish fellows who insist on their ridiculous "justice."

And most importantly, our compatriots... sometimes do indeed commit acts that outrage heaven and man.

"This is the basis of suspicion."

As soon as he said that, the other five Elders all looked at him.

“Damocles!! What do you mean by this!”

Remember the power and status you possess now, it was also jointly elected by our fellow bloodlines!

"Pay attention to your attitude!!"

"... "

" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Damocris the holy spirit looked calmly at them, and slowly said:

"I wasn't trying to belittle anyone, I was just stating the facts."

"As a member of the weakest and most impoverished clan among the 19 clans of the Heavenly Dragon People, I have clawed my way to my current position through sheer effort. Therefore, I understand our fellow kinsmen better than anyone else."

"Don't you all think so"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Actually, they are also aware of the shortcomings of the so-called "celestial dragons."

A person who is born with immense wealth, supreme power, and status doesn't need to work hard; they are already at the top of the world.

Diligence, integrity, and perseverance... these are naturally not within the scope of their life goals.

What they need to do, what they are passionate about doing, is constantly searching for all kinds of entertainment. The bottom line is broken again and again, until it reaches a pathological, distorted, and absurd level.

Sometimes the atrocious deeds of those world nobles are so appalling that even the Five Elders find them repugnant. However, due to face and political pressure from their own kin and the Holy Land, they can only turn a blind eye.

"Damocle... It is fine to investigate the Navy, but the investigation must be cautious."

At this time, the Five Elders Solomon Saint, dressed in samurai attire, lightly pressed down on the hilt of the demon sword, his voice hoarse:

"...and there must be limits."

Seeing his close friend take the lead, Democritus burst into laughter.

He understands the meaning behind Solomon's words very well.

It mainly includes two meanings:

First, you can check, but you must be careful and discreet about it. Check in secret.

Second, it's important to know when to stop. Don't overdo it, or you'll likely face backlash.

Then he said slowly:

"This is natural, because the fact that it was allowed to retreat from the Warring States has already made Kong quite dissatisfied."

"If the Navy knew we were investigating them right now, I'm afraid there would be quite a backlash."

Of course, the investigation might not yield any results in the end, after all we're only considering a potential possibility. An old man like myself wouldn't cling to this matter relentlessly.

The other three Five Elders looked at each other.

"So... who exactly The cp department is probably out of the question, too high profile."

Once cp is deployed, the naval side will also be on alert.

"It would be best to find someone from within the Navy for this... So, who would be most suitable"

They discussed back and forth, their eyes finally settling on the figure of Damocris.

The name of Democritus, among the elite celestial beings in sacred grounds, is a symbol of "wisdom".

It was precisely because of such a title that they finally agreed to accept Democritus' proposal for an investigation into the navy.

Seeing all eyes upon him, the newly ascended world government's supreme authority, Damocles Saint, proudly raised his head, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"To speak of candidates, several conditions must be met."

He analyzes things clearly:

First, this person must be smart enough, cautious enough, and have the skills and capabilities to perfectly complete the covert investigation.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Secondly, this person must have an extremely strong desire for power... Well, preferably from the lower classes, so that we can control them better.

The other five Elders nodded in agreement and chuckled.

Third, this person must not have that nauseating "justice" scent about them.

Democritus spoke eloquently, wisdom shining in his aged eyes.

And most importantly, the ideal state of affairs... is for this man to have a terrible reputation among the people, be reviled by all, and grovel before the world's nobility. This way, his suspicion can be ruled out first and foremost.

To sum up...

He wore a knowing look and swiftly picked up a file belonging to a naval officer, flipping through it quickly.

At a certain moment,

Slap!

Damocles's hand slammed heavily on one page of the file.

He is the best candidate.

The other five Five Elders looked over, first stunned, then all their faces revealed satisfied smiles.

"Well, he truly is worthy of being called Democritus..."

"I agree with this choice."

"Agree."

"Agree."

That page on the file.

He was a black-haired, handsome and arrogant naval officer.

Name: Rogers Darren

Rank: Commander of the Northern Sea Fleet, Rear Admiral of the Navy Headquarters

Evaluation: Extremely power-hungry, greedy for money and sex, oppressing the people, with a very poor reputation, nicknamed "Scum of the Navy".

……

Hearing the voices of his colleagues approving and acknowledging him, Democritus smiled with pride.

He was looking at the photo of the black-haired marine in the file, and he felt like there was some kind of connection between him and this man, a sense of familiarity.

As he said before, his family is the weakest of the 19 Dragon Clan families.

From a young age, he was determined to be different.

So he diligently received the best education, experienced the most brutal training, and even participated in bloody and merciless wars under a pseudonym, suffering over a hundred minor and major injuries.

He was well-versed in military treatises, his mind sharp and agile. Leveraging his formidable strength and unmatched strategic brilliance among the Tianlong people, he climbed higher and higher, winning one ruthless power struggle after another.

And now, he has finally ascended to the position of the Five Elders.

He must prove himself.

Prove yourself to be more excellent, more intelligent, stronger, and more majestic than the other five Elders!!

This enables me, without the support of the elders' council,

The newest members of the Five Elders have settled more firmly into their positions.

...become the leader of the Five Elders!!!

And this time's Celestial Dragon attack, for others might be a terrifying disaster.

But it was his chance.

Looking at the photo of a black-haired sailor with a smile on the file.

Democritus seemed to see fate smiling upon him.

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I ask for everything, grateful beyond measure.

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