The strongest belongs to me, Diablo!

"So strong!"

Lindbergh's eyes widened.

In his cognition, the only person in the sea who can beat the leader in overlord color is the red-haired Shanks. He didn't expect to see another one today.

And it defeated Drago's domineering arrogance so easily.

"Who the hell are you, and what is the purpose of coming to Baltigo?!"

Lindbergh asked.

At the same time, due to the overlord's sex confrontation just now, all other cadres of the revolutionary army were also attracted.

He stared at Diablo with an unfriendly expression.

Facing Lindbergh's question, Diablo did not choose to answer, but looked up in the direction of Drago.

"You should understand the intention of my trip, Monkey D. Dorag."

Hearing this, Drago nodded silently, then stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the castle.

"Come with me!"

After the words fell, Drago's lower body turned into a hurricane shape and flew towards the top of the castle.

"I love talking to smart people."

Diablo smiled, and also stepped on the moon, keeping up with Drago.

"tread--"

"tread--"

Except for the sound of sonic booms from the moon steps in the sky.

Diablo's voice was also heard.

"Little mouse, help me get my suitcase up."

"Uh……"

Hearing Diablo's voice, Lindbergh was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and cursed loudly: "You bastard, I'm not a little mouse!!"

As his voice fell, there was only a 'shua'.

A sharp sword transformed from invisible coercion flew across Lindbergh's head.

Then, half of the orange cowboy hat and some blue hairs slipped from the top of his head.

"The top of your head... Poof, hahahaha, I can't help it."

Belo Betty, the hot 'Army Commander', couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed loudly while holding his stomach.

While Lindbergh was still in doubt, the crow on the side pointed to the top of his head.

"My hat is askew?"

Lindbergh touched the top of his head suspiciously, but there was only an empty feeling.

"My hair!"

Lindbergh jumped up instantly.

As a fur tribe, he values ​​his hair very much, and it is the most important hair.

And at this time, a voice came from the sky leisurely,

"Small punishment, big warning, and don't forget my suitcase."

"asshole!"

Lindbergh clenched his fists with an angry expression on his face.

Then he wanted to smash Diablo's suitcase to pieces with the bazooka behind him.

But the giant Morrie on the side reminded him: "If you pull the trigger, you won't be afraid that he will shave all the hair on your body? It's almost winter, Brother Baldi."

Hearing this, Lindbergh's hand froze, and immediately put the bazooka back on his back.

Reluctantly, he walked over and picked up a suitcase that was about the same height as him.

"Let me tell you first, I'm not afraid of him! It's for the development of the organization. Do you have to understand?"

"Uh-huh!"

"We will all remember your great dedication."

Several army commanders covered their mouths, trying not to laugh out loud as much as possible.

Lindbergh also blushed, and then pressed the button on his shoulder.

The rocket vehicle on the back spewed out flames, supporting Lindbergh's body.

But just when he was about to fly to the castle.

Morrie reminded again: "I advise you to change your hat before going, otherwise... Fuhahahaha!"

Morrie fell directly to the ground and kept beating the ground with his hands.

"I'm sorry, I really can't help it, fur ha ha ha ha ha!"

"I want you to take care of it!!"

Lindbergh blushed even more, grabbed the suitcase with both hands and flew towards the castle.

It seems to be running away, and the speed is a bit faster than when flying alone.

Seeing this, the several army commanders behind them couldn't restrain themselves completely.

They all laughed.

The sound spread throughout the port.

Fortunately, due to the overlord's color fight just now, only a few cadres in the entire port are still awake, and all the others have passed out.

Otherwise, Lindbergh would have to die of embarrassment.

……

On the top floor of the castle, Dorag's office and lounge.

Diablo sat on the sofa, looked at the pile of documents in front of him, and narrowed his eyes

Then a document was opened, which was about how the residents of the kingdom got along with the nobles.

The above handling method is almost perfect, not only safeguarding the interests of the nobles, but also ensuring that the interests of the people are not infringed, even Diablo couldn't help but nodded, and said approvingly: "He is really a good leader who is serious and responsible. "

"However, how long will it take you for a document like this?"

"About an hour, any questions?"

Drago was a little puzzled, not understanding what Diablo wanted to say.

And Diablo also smiled when he heard Drago's answer, and immediately walked to another table.

It was also full of documents.

Looking at the time above, some of them were even delivered the day before yesterday.

"Do you think it's appropriate to process a document for an hour?"

Diablo asked back.

At the same time, he also picked up a document to be reviewed, and picked up a pen from the mountain of piles on the table.

Wrote it on the file.

After about 5 minutes, I put the pen back again.

Then the file was thrown to Drago.

"Look how?"

Drago took the document and glanced at the date on it, it was two days ago.

The content is also about the relationship between nobles and commoners.

However, Diablo's handling method made Drago frowned.

Compared with Drago's gentle approach, Diablo's approach is undoubtedly more radical!
"If you deal with it in the way you wrote, the rights and interests of one party will inevitably be damaged. At that time, the road to revolution will only become more and more difficult..."

Before Drago finished speaking, Diablo interrupted him directly.

"On the contrary, if you follow your method, it will be difficult to go on. Dorag, have you ever thought about a problem? As you liberate more and more countries, you need to deal with more and more conflicts. With your gentle approach, how much unnecessary time is wasted?
And with such a slow approach, when can we overthrow the rule of the world government? "

After Diablo's voice fell, the whole room fell silent.

After a long time, Drago said again: "Tell me what you think."

Hearing this, Diablo laughed.

"..."