Job transfer for all: I’ve tasted all kinds of strange beasts, and I’m omnipotent

In the Imperial Palace of Sakura Kingdom.

Amaterasu Meichi was standing at the window looking at the huge red ball in the distance.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, according to the news we just received, all the five eighth-level professionals sent this time, including Kenchi Dougai and others, have been killed."

"And they seem to have been made into undead puppets by the Dragon Kingdom people, and they are massacring our people! There are countless casualties among fifth-level and sixth-level professionals!"

A guard stood behind and said respectfully.

Amaterasu Meichi clenched his fists, his eyes filled with coldness: "Hmph, the strength of these two Dragon Kingdom people is beyond my imagination."

"Unexpectedly, even the three of them, Baqi Mingye, couldn't kill that Dragon Kingdom woman. The strength of that Dragon Kingdom woman is probably one of the best among the ninth level."

The guard said in a panic: "Your Majesty, if we don't stop them, I'm afraid the entire Kyoto will be destroyed by them!"

Amaterasu nodded slightly: "I understand."

He went straight to the desk and pressed his palms on the desk.

The tabletop of the desk lit up with a bright light.

The light turned into a projection, fell on the wall in front of him, and turned into a huge screen.

Several old figures appeared on the screen.

Looking at these old figures, Amaterasu bowed respectfully and said, "Junior Amaterasu meets all seniors."

One of the old men, wearing a samurai uniform and a samurai sword on his waist, slowly opened his eyes.

Although his face is full of wrinkles and age spots, his eyes are as sharp as swords.

Just through the screen, Amaterasu felt a chill running down his spine.

He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the old man's eyes.

The old man spoke slowly, and his old voice echoed in the study: "Amaterasu-kun, why are you contacting us about something important?"

The eyes of the other old men all fell on Amaterasu Meichi.

Although they did not speak, the powerful aura made Amaterasu's spine shiver, and cold sweat continued to seep from his back.

He said respectfully: "Senior Miyamoto, Kyoto has been invaded by the Dragon Kingdom. The situation is critical. Please take action to suppress it, seniors!"

Miyamoto Musashi frowned slightly: "Dragon Kingdom invaded? Do they have such courage? Why didn't they report their invasion to us earlier?"

Another old man wearing a fiery red kimono said in a deep voice: "How many strong men have come to the Dragon Kingdom? How strong are they?"

The old man's kimono was embroidered with a scorching sun with golden silk thread, and his movements were full of luxury.

He is the last head of the Amaterasu family and the father of Amaterasu Meichi, Amaterasu Liuxin.

I heard my father question.

There was even more cold sweat on Amaterasu Meichi's forehead.

But he didn't dare to lie, so he had to speak slowly: "There are two in total... one of them is in the middle of the ninth level, and the other... is probably a second or third level professional..."

Hear this.

The terrifying aura suddenly rushed towards Amaterasu like the weight of a mountain!

Amaterasu was trembling all over, his head almost buried on the ground.

The air in the entire study was almost frozen.

Even without looking, Amaterasu could feel the anger in the eyes of several seniors.

"Amaterasu Meichi, you think that we are too busy, so you are using this kind of thing to make us happy, don't you?"

Amaterasu Ryuxin snorted and spoke.

Amaterasu shook his head quickly and said with a look of horror: "Father, I don't dare!"

"Huh, don't you dare? I think you, the Emperor, are a waste! You can't even deal with a ninth-level professional and a third-level professional? What's the use of you!"

Amaterasu said bitterly: "Father, several ninth-level professionals from our Sakura Kingdom have been transferred to the Beautiful Country to participate in their missions."

"There are only three ninth-level professionals staying in Kyoto now."

"But the three of them working together are no match for that Dragon Kingdom woman!"

Another old man wearing a dark blue palace uniform with several yellow talismans on his waist said slowly: "What about the eighth-level professionals? Although eighth-level professionals cannot fight head-on, flank harassment is absolutely no problem."

Amaterasu said bitterly: "Five eighth-level professionals were sent, but they... were all killed by another third-level professional..."

Speaking of this, Amaterasu felt his face getting hot.

I'm afraid not many people would believe this.

really.

After hearing this, the expressions of the old men became extremely ugly.

"You mean, a third-level professional killed five eighth-level professionals?"

Amaterasu stared intently at Amaterasu Meichi.

If looks could kill, Amaterasu Meichi would have been killed hundreds of times.

Several other old men were also staring at Amaterasu.

Their faces were very ugly.

"An eighth-level professional was killed by a third-level professional? Are you dreaming or have you lost your mind by reading a book?"

"You're talking nonsense! I just want to see how a third-level professional can kill an eighth-level professional? Even if an eighth-level professional stands and lets a third-level professional fight, he probably won't be able to break through the defense!"

"This is nonsense! It seems that you want to be punished!"

Amaterasu's face turned pale.

This punishment is not as simple as a few beatings!

That means being locked up in a dark cell and thinking about it for three whole months!

Cannot eat, drink, sleep, or even sit down, standing for three whole months!

This kind of loneliness and pain is simply unbearable for humans!

He hurriedly said: "Seniors, the reason why that third-level professional was able to kill the eighth-level professional was all thanks to the staff in his hand!"

"According to my speculation, the quality of that staff is definitely at the mythical level!"

Hearing this.

The eyes of the old men all flashed with a gleam of light.

"You mean the mythical staff? How can a third-level professional have a mythical staff? Did you see it wrong?"

"That's right, even if he is the descendant of the top masters of Dragon Country, it is impossible to give him a mythical staff! This is a strategic equipment of a country. Once lost, the consequences will be disastrous!"

When Amaterasu saw that several seniors did not believe it, she patted her chest and said, "Seniors, I guarantee that it is definitely a mythical staff! If not, I am willing to be punished!"

"Please help suppress it! Otherwise, Kyoto may be completely destroyed by them!"

The old men looked at each other, and finally Amaterasu Ryushin slowly said, "In that case, let's go out."

"If it is really a mythical staff, then your punishment this time can be exempted, but if not, the punishment will be doubled!"