Chapter 1390: The Position of the 3rd Army

Suddenly, a sudden and rapid cough, like a heavy hammer, fiercely broke the originally solemn and depressing silence in the conference room.

"Cough cough cough!" The coughing sound, with a bit of struggle and pain, seemed to contain endless resentment and unwillingness, echoing wantonly in the small space.

Kately, the marshal who was usually majestic and domineering, frowned instantly when he heard the cough, like two volcanoes about to erupt.

The domineering aura that had been surging and running rampant around him suddenly disappeared without a trace like the receding tide in that instant.

At this time, a figure slowly walked into the meeting room. It was Bedam.

His face was filled with a flattering smile, which seemed like a layer of fake skin pasted on his face, false and artificial.

"Marshal, don't do this next time. All the soldiers outside were stunned by you." As he spoke, he walked towards the conference table with seemingly brisk yet smooth steps.

Kately was about to speak when Bedam spoke first: "I know. Saint Satan has told you about the power of the Blood Blade. Why are you so excited?" As he spoke, he bent down and began to pick up the documents scattered on the ground. His movements seemed diligent, but in fact they were careless.

"Don't clean it up!" Ketley finally couldn't help but yelled. His voice was full of anger and anxiety, "Blood Blade unified the New World, which is completely bad news for us. How can you be so calm!"

Kately's eyes were wide open, staring at Bedam, as if he could see through him.

In his opinion, the enemy's strength is like a sword hanging over his head, which may fall at any time, but Bedam is so indifferent to it. How can he not be angry?

"There's nothing to worry about." Bedam said calmly, as if he didn't care about the current situation at all.

However, Kettley clearly doesn't think so.

I saw that the other person looked anxious.

Beidam chuckled and said, "Marshal, have you forgotten the conditions Saint Satan used to allow us to leave there?"

Hearing this, Kately raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she remembered something.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "That guy wants us to deal with the revolutionary army."

"Right!" the other party responded quickly, "That's right. Our enemy is the Revolutionary Army, not that Blood Blade Pirate. What does he do have to do with us?"

Bedam strode to the table with a thick stack of documents in his arms and placed them heavily on the table with a bang.

Then, he straightened up and continued calmly: "The stronger the pirates are, the more the incompetence of the navy will be highlighted. When the time comes, the position of the marshal of the three armies will belong to you."

Bedam's words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly striking Kately's heart.

His eyes suddenly lit up and he became more spirited.

That's right, Kong Kong's death left the position of the Three Armies Marshal vacant. Originally, the Five Elders intended to let Zhan Guo take over this important position, but everyone must have known the series of events that happened later.

Now it seems that this position was reserved for him! When he thought of this, Kately's mouth couldn't help but rise, as if he had seen himself sitting in that high position, commanding the three armies, majestic and awe-inspiring.

"Haha, you guy, your brain is still as sharp as before!" Kately patted Bedam's shoulder excitedly, expressing his appreciation for his ideas.