Wilbur fell into deep thought.


    He wondered how much time had passed when he was snapped back to reality by the sound of footsteps.


    He turned around and saw Karl walking in with dirt on his face.


    His hair was burnt, and his clothes were tattered like a beggar''s.


    Wilbur threw the diary into the demine and asked, "What happened to you?"


    "I got hit by two missiles," said Karl awkwardly.


    Wilbur chuckled.


    Karl said, "The Morocan soldiers were defeated and fled. I couldn''t kill them all."


    "It doesn''t matter. Rex is dead, so Lars will be arrested. They won''t be a problem anymore," said Wilbur nonchntly.


    Karl expected the oue, but he was still very impressed.


    Wilbur was able to win against a Super Sanctuary cultivator. His powers were truly impressive.


    "Oh yeah. Do you know a ce called the Valley of Death?" asked Wilbur.


    Karl frowned, then shook his head after a while.


    Wilbur sighed slightly and said, "Let''s go. You should head back to Saturn Vige, I need to talk to some people."


    Karl nodded. Wilbur took out his phone from the demine and dialed a number.


    "Rex is dead. Half of the Morocan soldiers are dead or injured, and the rest of them fled."


    He hung up after saying that and left the hill with Karl.


    Meanwhile, an armed squad quickly surrounded Lars'' vi.


    Lars was arrested while he was sleeping. He could not believe that it was happening until he was thrown into a secret jail.


    Wilbur was sitting in the presidential office at that moment.


    Rogan poured a ss of whisky for Wilbur and said, "Sir, you''re amazing."


    "Thanks," Wilbur responded nonchntly.


    Rogan sat and passed Wilbur a cigar. Then, he said, "Lars will receive the death penalty in three days for treason."


    Wilbur snipped the cigar tip and took a drag, smiling without saying anything.


    Lars was arrested and his future was set.


    Rogan could pin any crime on Lars as he pleased.


    "My only concern is the forces from Bridgeon. They had secretly been supporting Lars," said Rogan while frowning.


    Wilbur looked at Rogan and said slowly, "That is your nation''s business, so I won''t get involved, but I do have a suggestion. You can side with Dasha. You should know that Dasha doesn''t interfere with other nation''s politics, but they believe in the concept of coboration with benefits."


    "I''ve considered Dasha a long time ago, but Lars and other politicians favored Bridgeon. It puts me in a tough spot."


    "Here''s your opportunity, isn''t it?" Wilbur asked with a smile.


    Rogan returned a smile and said, "You''re right. I''ll reach out to the Dasha Embassy soon, but before that, I think I''ll make you a Sheik. What do you say?"


    "What''s good about that?" asked Wilbur.


    Roganughed and said, "Of course it''s good. Being a Sheik assigned by the president is a high honor. Also, I think I''ll make Saturn Vige your property. What do you think about that?"


    Wilbur looked at Rogan because he did not expect that.


    Being a Sheik with legal property was not only an honorific thing.


    He could avoid taxes if he owned the property, and he could make hisws there.


    Saturn Vige would be like his little kingdom in that case.


    "Really?" asked Wilbur while smiling.


    Rogan also smiled and said, "There''s an old saying in Dasha, ''one must reciprocate favors''. I know about that much."


    "Thanks then." Wilbur took advantage because of the finders-keeper''s philosophy, so he immediately epted the offer.


    Rogan smiled and said, "I have another question. What is your rtionship to Everett Foreign Trade, sir?"


    Wilbur looked at Rogan and said slowly, "We''re business partners."


    "Very well. Everett Foreign Trade will be given a series of benefits," said Rogan.


    Wilbur smiled and nodded. He said, "Oh yeah. Do you know about the Valley of Death?"


    Osborn on the side immediately looked surprised.