Originally, there were eight departnts in the Divine Machine Departnt. Although the number seed smaller than Hiram Garden, its strength far exceeded that of Hiram Garden. Master Hamilton’s status in the Heaven Realm was sothing that Master Hale couldn’t compare to.
After Mr. Sun arrived, he did not replace anyone. The "Primary Departnt" was a newly established departnt, and basically, the manpower ca from the six lower institutes that separated from Hiram Garden. The combined establishnt of the Primary Departnt had, including Mr. Sun, a total of seven Immortal Kings, and its fighting power prevailed over the Divine Machine Departnt. However, in terms of refining power, especially the power to refine Immortal Devices, excluding Mr. Sun, the Primary Departnt would rank last.
In the newly established Primary Departnt, probably only Charlotte could put up a fight.
When Master Hale saw those resignation letters, he trembled with rage, his old face turning red. How dare you all play this trick on ?!
Even the Heaven Realm Immortals were the sa, still not reflecting on whether they did anything wrong under this situation, and only vent their anger on the victims.
However, a majestic voice suddenly rang in his ear: "Patience!"
Master Hale suddenly woke up, and it was Emperor Venerable reminding him. This matter had disturbed His Majesty! Master Hale imdiately dissipated all his anger, bowed his head, and sat down, indicating that he would definitely keep the overall situation in mind.
It seed as if that voice had never appeared before, and the Instant Silence Immortal Venerable was also "uninvolved" with all affairs of the Heaven Realm as before.
Suddenly, an attendant ca to report: "Your Majesty, King Frederic requests an audience." Before Master Hale could give his permission, King Frederic had already burst in, angrily shouting: "Your Majesty, they have gone against heaven!"
He also saw the resignation letters placed in front of Master Hale: "Don’t approve! Don’t let them leave, I want to see what they can do! Master Hamilton can’t tear his face off and rob them from Hiram Garden, right?"
In fact, just now Master Hale had the sa thought: to forcefully keep these people, including Tobe Maxwell, in Hiram Garden. If I can’t have your hearts, I’ll keep your people. I’ll force you to stay in Hiram Garden until you’re useless!
"Why go to such lengths, and be low-profile." Master Hale looked magnanimous and indifferent: "People have their own aspirations. If they want to leave, let them go."
"But..." King Frederic wanted to say more, but Master Hale raised his hand to stop him: "You still have the sa old problem. What’s the rush? Immortals have a long life, why care about the success or failure of a mont? Let them go wild for a while, and after a few hundred years, haha..."
King Frederic didn’t understand, so Master Hale explained: "The six lower institutes that followed Tobe Maxwell to the Divine Machine Departnt, joined together to rent the Primary Departnt. How were the previous six institute heads arranged? They were accustod to being the head of a single institute in Hiram Garden, where they had the final say in everything. But when they went to the Divine Machine Departnt, they were controlled by others everywhere. How long could they stand it?"
King Frederic understood: "At first they could make compromises with each other, but as ti went by, they would inevitably quarrel!"
Master Hale nodded: "Just wait. Now we are losing face, but after a few hundred years, when the Primary Departnt disintegrates and is in disarray, the ones who will be more embarrassed are Master Hamilton and Tobe Maxwell."
King Frederic was content as he left Raising Hall, thinking maliciously: Just bear with him for a short while!
He hid himself back in the side hall where he lived, not seeing anyone, just waiting for Tobe Maxwell and the six major lower institutes to leave before coming out, so as not to lose face.
"Leave alone, I’m in seclusion!"
King Frederic estimated that everything should have been properly arranged after six days, so he ca out of the secret room. His personal guards were waiting at the door, but when King Frederic caught a glimpse of their expressions, he knew sothing was wrong: "What happened?"
His guards hesitated, looking at each other. Finally, one poor guy stepped forward to report: "Your Majesty, King Quennel, Hiring Immortal General, Inspection Immortal General, and Marshal Chivalrous have all followed Tobe Maxwell..."
"Bullshit!" King Frederic cursed loudly: "How could King Quennel and Marshal Chivalrous possibly go with that traitor? You bunch of bastards are getting more and more lawless, daring to deceive !"
The guards hurriedly knelt down and didn’t dare to say anything else. Half of King Frederic’s anger erupted before he suddenly stopped himself. When would his guards ever dare to lie about this? And a lie that could be easily exposed? He stood there dumbfounded, one hand raised, unable to bring it down.
He couldn’t figure it out. King Quennel and Marshal Chivalrous were his and the Immortal’s sworn brothers. Anyone could betray them, but not these two. What happened?
Moreover, excluding King Quennel, the Hiring, Inspection and Marshal Chivalrous Immortal Generals were in charge of one of the Six Armies. Of the six Immortal Generals, half of them left imdiately. Tobe had only been in the Six Armies for a few months. How much of a failure was he for his subordinates to want to defect...
If he knew that during these six days, Tyler soldier was drowning his sorrows in wine, deeply regretting following his orders and seriously offending Samara, not having a chance to go with his fellow Hiring Immortal General—they might be even more depressed and vomiting blood.
"His Majesty," King Frederic didn’t hesitate to turn back to the secret room: "I suddenly had a realization and must go into seclusion for a few years."
King Frederic realized that he had lost a lot of face. The defection of King Quennel and Marshal Chivalrous was even more humiliating than Tobe Maxwell leading the people to the Divine Machine Departnt. So, he didn’t plan to show his face for a short ti. The ostrich hid its head in the sand; if I can’t see it, it doesn’t exist!
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