"Your Highness, Judge will certainly not disappoint you!"
After chatting for another hour, Judge seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, and he ran out with his head held high.
He must extract the information from Vegapunk's mind within three days!
For no other reason than because Ross had made the promise.
If Judge can extract all the information about technology within three days, Ross is willing to promise him the position of chief scientist of the Jaygarcia family, responsible for managing all Jaygarcia research projects and allocating various research resources within the family.
Judge couldn't even imagine how abundant the research resources within the Five Elders' family were.
With such a tempting offer right in front of him, how could Judge possibly sit still?
"Your Highness, Judge has always been this way. Please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality."
Sora, who had been sitting on the side like a decorative vase, was initially at a loss when she saw Judge run away, but she still forced herself to get up and gave Ross a soft and weak bow.
As she bowed, the dress could not contain her delicate yet prominent figure, and the two large white breasts in her arms bounced around with Sora's flustered movements.
"Judge is a researcher, so it's not surprising that he has this kind of personality. He was just busy with the things I asked him to do, so how could I blame him?"
Ross didn't seem to mind, smiled and walked over, personally helping Sora up.
Feeling the warmth of Ross's hand, Sora instinctively shrank back. Even though she had given birth, she was still very uncomfortable with this kind of contact.
Especially in normal times, Judge hardly ever touches her; he treats her merely as a tool.
"Saint Ross, I'm going to Stella's place to see if she needs any help."
Gion witnessed all of this and immediately understood Ross's thoughts. She promptly suggested going to Stella's side, as she didn't like being a third wheel or a wingman.
"Go ahead, tell them to keep an eye on things. Vegapunk only has one brain, don't mess it up." Ross nodded gently.
With Gion here, he was finding it difficult to fully utilize his abilities.
The main reason is that he needs someone to keep an eye on Judge.
He could leave the research to himself, but Vegapunk's brain was crucial, and he had to ensure it was flawless.
"Clear!"
Gion lowered her beautiful eyes, responded, and walked away.
She simply lacks talent in management and research, but she can still understand some coded language.
Ross didn't want her to remind Stella; he wanted her to keep an eye on Judge.
This wasn't difficult for her. While the Bat-Bat Fruit, Model: Vampire wasn't as good at sensing emotions as the Succubus Fruit, Judge wasn't someone who could perfectly hide his emotions. With the Observation Haki amplification that the Bat-Bat Fruit, Model: Vampire gave her, she could easily detect all of Judge's unusual movements.
She's the wife of a Celestial Dragon, so she doesn't need to rely on evidence to do her things.
After Gion left, only Sora and Ross remained in the large, luxurious reception room, which made Sora even more at a loss.
Before Judge left, he gave Sora a hint, telling her to treat Ross well, but she didn't know how to do so.
"Mrs. Sora, may I call you that?"
"Please...please go ahead..."
Ross sat in the main seat, smiling as he looked at the somewhat apprehensive Sora.
If we consider their status, Sora should be considered the queen of the Germa Kingdom.
This was the first time in his memory that he had encountered such a weak and easily bullied princess.
The World Government holds a World Conference every four years. At each World Conference, the kings of the member states gather in Mary Geoise, and many of them bring their families and entourages.
During each World Conference, some trouble inevitably arises, such as a queen or princess being targeted by a male Celestial Dragon, or a king or prince being targeted by a female Celestial Dragon.
In the end, some issues will be dropped with the mediation of the Five Elders, while others will be discussed together with the tacit approval of the kings.
The last world conference was just two years ago, and Ross has a similar memory.
Those princesses and queens were very radiant.
Thinking of this, Ross also thought of the Jaygarcia District's abolition of the Kingdom of Lanka, and the remaining noble wives, daughters, and princesses of the Kingdom of Lanka.
Here, Ross specifically praised Zane's competence.
Being good at handling affairs doesn't just mean being good at your job; being able to do things in a way that pleases your superiors is true competence.
With the enhanced stamina from Ross's Devil Fruit powers, Ross could always have a great time against ordinary people, which indicated the scale of those encounters.
Unfortunately, those were just meal replacements, and all of them combined couldn't compare to the comfort Sora gave him.
"Mrs. Sora, this Judge research is expected to take a long time, so I'll have to trouble you to keep me company these next few days."
Ross appeared quite debonair at this moment, completely unlike his demeanor when facing the people from the Kingdom of Lanka.
"It's okay, it's what I should do."
Sora quickly shook her head, like a persecuted little hamster.
She couldn't help but be afraid. The image of the Celestial Dragons was too deeply ingrained in people's minds, and coupled with Ross's previously displayed formidable strength, she was terrified that Ross might do something to her.
But it seems she was overthinking it.
As Ross gradually started talking to her, Sora slowly lowered her guard.
Ross talked to her about everyday life, or about interesting things he encountered at sea.
Although the snail ship has been sailing at sea for a long time, in terms of experience, Sora is far less experienced than Ross.
The hundreds of snail-shaped ships may seem like a mobile nation without land, but for Sora, they are more like a prison.
There were no civilians on the snail ship, only subordinates recruited by Judge, and a large number of people who served as the mothers of cyborgs.
Those people claimed to be citizens of the Germa Kingdom, but they were more like slaves of Judge.
"Does Mrs. Sora have another daughter? She must be a lovely and beautiful little princess. May I go and meet her?"
Ross noticed that when Sora brought up other things about the Germa Kingdom, her face was more numb and indifferent.
Sora's face only lights up when she talks about her daughter.
"No problem."
Sora's smile never faded after hearing Ross's praise.
This is the first time someone has ever praised their daughter like this.
In contrast, Judge has always treated his daughter as a tool, only considering whether Reiju has any value.
Sora couldn't help but think of how Judge's face was filled with barely suppressed gloom and disappointment when he discovered Reiju could cry.
Thinking of this, Sora's body trembled slightly.
"Mrs. Sora, what's wrong?"
Noticing Sora's unusual behavior, Ross asked her with concern.
Meeting Ross's concerned gaze, Sora forced a smile:
"It's nothing, I was just thinking about some unhappy things."
With that, Sora got up and walked outside.
Watching Sora walk away, Ross raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile in his eyes, and stood up as well, following behind Sora.
Some men don't treat their wives and daughters like human beings, Ross thought, so out of humanitarianism, he could only offer them care and warmth on their behalf.
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