aircannonsinc Chapter 236: Kirtley's Autobiography
Chapter 236: Kirtley's Autobiography
My name is Kotley. Right now I’m sitting in my seat in the shrine, expressionless and cold as ice. In fact, this is the aftereffect of working alone for many years. My inner thoughts are so rich!
I am the leader of the Angel of Wisdom lineage of the Angel Universe Kingdom. Ever since I handed over the throne of leader to the rotating leader of the Seraphim, I have been completely idle.
The tedious affairs will be done by the tribesmen of lower levels. As for me, a figure at the level of the Universe Master, I only need to set the general direction and provide shelter for the tribesmen.
The Angel Universe Kingdom alone has eight cosmic masters, which is a great honor for the human race. So during the rotation period, we, um, the kings shoulder to shoulder, just need to find something to do and don't get idle.
I heard that Sister Eisner is very unhappy with the succession of Seraphim leader Reddy, but there is nothing I can do. That's the talent and ability of their clan. I can't just hand over this position to an immortal. As for what to do next, hehe, that's not my concern.
As for me, before I abdicated, I created a blank identity for myself. As an angel, I just can't sit still, so I plan to use this identity to quietly continue working in a remote place in the Universe Country. I will feel uncomfortable if I don't work for a day!
Soon, I announced that I would go into seclusion, and went to the Pantasi star field with a changed appearance. This is where I will work in the future!
Hehe, my identity is that of a cosmic-level powerful being in this small clan of angels, and my authority covers the entire star field. From now on, all matters big and small in this star field will be reviewed by me, hehe o(￣ヘ￣o＃)!
Well, okay! Actually, this workload is still too small for me, but there is no other way. If it is bigger, maybe Ledi, the leader of the Seraphim who is even smarter than me, will notice it. So let it be. It is better than nothing.
So I took root in this position. What seems like boring work to others is like an entertainment activity to me. Moreover, the workload is only one hundred thousand of what I did when I was the king. I completed all the work easily.
More than 30,000 years have passed in the blink of an eye. Over the years, I have worked diligently and outlasted many domain lord-level superiors. The patriarch of this small tribe even wants to pass the position of patriarch to me. What a joke! How can I sit in the cushy position of patriarch? Why are you, an old woman, still harming others?
Rejecting the advice of the old patriarch who was about to die, I continued to meticulously complete the tasks at hand.
The angels are actually quite peaceful and tranquil within the clan, so most of the time they just deal with trivial matters. At most there will be some sad fights and casualties, which are also inevitable for a clan.
However, on an ordinary afternoon, when I finished my official business and was planning to have a cup of afternoon tea to relax, the official in charge of delivering official documents rushed in hurriedly holding a pile of documents.
"Jasmine, why are you so impulsive today? You are almost a domain master, so you should be more calm~" After taking a sip of the tribe's specialty bitter mulberry tea, I educated my subordinates with an expressionless face.
But the little fellow who usually looked aggrieved when being scolded was out of character today. He placed a pile of files on my desk and said anxiously, "Sir Executive, it's bad. A large number of tribesmen have suddenly disappeared. Now everyone in the tribe is panicking. I have gathered these files together for expedited processing. Sir Executive, please deal with these things first!"
I was stunned. After all, there have been cases of disappearances over the years, but they were all found out in the end, and a group of foreigners who sought angel organs were killed as a warning. Could it be that these people have made a comeback again?
"Are the missing persons random or are there any characteristics?" I asked.
Jasmine scratched her head anxiously: "It was too hasty, I didn't have time to read the file, so--"
I see. Alas, I don't know when this impetuous girl will grow up. Why not send her into the virtual universe to train her?
I reluctantly put down the bitter mulberry tea I had just taken a sip of, stretched out my hand, and the files moved without wind, and the galaxies in the files quickly flooded into my mind.
Gradually, I unraveled the vast amount of information, and slowly, I discovered that these missing people had one thing in common: they did not have genetically powerful angel organs, but each of them was very beautiful. Most of them were engaged in the entertainment industry, and their general cultivation level was very low, and none of them exceeded the domain lord level!
After connecting these clues with my own Angel of Wisdom's database, I came up with an astonishing guess: these tribesmen were captured as slaves. All the indicators of these missing low-level tribesmen pointed to this answer that horrified me!
How could it be possible? Which space pirate or slave trader would have the guts to reach into our Angel Universe Kingdom?
With a snap, I pressed the files onto the table and said to Jasmine, "I know about this matter, Jasmine. I'll go investigate it. After I leave, you will take over the affairs on my behalf."
Jasmine nodded, then looked at me with a worried look on her face: "Master, you must be careful!"
I touched her head and comforted her calmly, "Don't worry, they are just some rats in the stinking ditch. They can't do anything to me."
Then I left the job I had been doing for 30,000 years, went to various disappearance scenes, gathered clues, and deduced the whereabouts of the criminals.
After rushing there in a hurry, I was relieved to find that the tribesmen were temporarily safe and sound. I was about to rescue them, but an idea suddenly flashed through my mind.
These people dare to be so arrogant. A mere realm master dares to enslave my angelic people. I firmly don't believe that there is no one to back me up! Therefore, in order to prevent similar things from happening again in the future, I plan to follow the clues directly, find out their base camp, and strangle the evil at the source!
Afterwards, I left protective energy seeds on these tribesmen and quietly followed this group of people, moving up step by step with them. When this group of people gathered in the middle, I also found quite a few people from other human main tribes and high-blooded races, all of whom were below the domain lord level.
This not only meets the usage standards of slave chips, but also reduces the attention paid by the tribe's top leaders to such matters. If I hadn't transformed into a cosmic level and hidden in a small tribe, I'm afraid I wouldn't have known about this undercurrent in the universe.
However, as the investigation deepened, I was more and more surprised. The source of this slave collection dark chain actually pointed to the Giant Axe Fighting Arena, one of the five giants of the human universe!
But this obviously cannot hinder my investigation. The angels of power and angels of energy from the main lineage of the angel race also have people in the Giant Axe Fighting Arena.