I Woke Up Piloting the Strongest Starship, so I Became a Space Mercenary

"Dear Hiro, it's cool!

"Yeah, well, you're being sama"

Look at me hanging a silver sword wing assault medal on my usual mercenary clothes jacket and two swords as well as a laser gun on my hips. Mimi and Elma compliment me. It's nothing like my usual outfit... well, I don't feel bad about complimenting you.

"As of right now, it's the equivalent of a knight of honor. Dressing like that isn't just about boasting about who you are, it's about showing you who you are and making sure you don't act bad for them."

"Is that what it is"

"That's what it is."

I don't know what to say, but I guess if Elma says so.

"Uh... yeah, well. All right, let's just go."

"Ha! Oh, we're looking into where the mercenary guild is."

"Mimi's ready, all right, all right"

"Eh heh..."

I'm going to stroke Mimi's head with the tablet that's starting the map app. If I had a tail, I'd shake a boom. That's the momentum. Yeah, cute.

We got off Black Lotus while May dropped us off, and we followed Mimi's lead to the Mercenary Guild of the Grakius Secondary Colony.

"But there's a lot of people."

"Right. There are many merchants because the resources consumed on the urban planet are basically covered by imports from all outside. Food is produced to some extent on the underlevel geofront, but mineral resources are almost imported from the outside. We also need some mineral resources to produce food."

"Heh... isn't that an awesome gold-eating bug? An urban planet."

"I don't think so. Because they produce a large number of high-value-added products with resources imported from outside. Imperial quality (Imperial Grade) products are not only treasured at home, but also abroad?

"Ho... but we don't have much luck, do we?

"It's not, is it? Tetsujin Fifth is also an imperial quality product."

"Oh... Chef Tetsujin sure is awesome"

It is true that the dishes made by Tetsujin still do not see the bottom. You won't be able to use any other automatic cooker once you know that performance that produces gastronomy even from inexpensive food cartridges.

"And Krishna's fully automated unit bus system is an imperial quality product."

"Uh, that's awesome, too."

It goes into an empty hot tub and with one switch, the hot tub is filled with hot water at a comfortable temperature immediately, and it even has a massage function on top of it that automatically washes the whole body in full. Plus, it comes with a drying function that will dry your whole body clean when you get up from the hot tub. I felt like laundry at first, but I can't stop experiencing that one, either.

"I see. It's insulting, imperial quality"

"Not only that, but the groceries are amazing, right? Because imperial quality crops, livestock products and alcohol are really traded at high prices"

"I really don't remember seeing groceries. Well, locals will be able to eat it, and when you get down to Empire City, why don't you go eat it"

"Is that true? I'm looking forward to it."

Mimi is really happy to be gnawing. Elma also gives thought to the taste of her hometown, creating a delightful atmosphere. Let's take the mechanic sisters too. They were both stressed out by Spacedwelg's Imperial Branch.

"Ooh... you're splendid on the boulder, huh?

"The Prime Colony is a military facility, so there are only two Mercenary Guild buildings in Glakius: here and the Primal Colony Training School."

"Doesn't Empire have mercenary guild facilities?

"What is not in demand"

"... I see"

"You're convinced."

This colony would also have a constant demand for mercenaries for luggage escorts, etc., but there wouldn't be a single mercenary to visit where there was a mercenary guild building in Teito. We have to go through a rough process to get down to the Imperial City, and it'll take time.

The three of us step into the mercenary guild while we talk like that. I wonder what's deliberately turning the entrance into a wooden swing door with a cowbell? Beautiful style?

Karan Cologne, and went into the mercenary guild ringing the cowbell, looking all the way around the interior and I nodded.

"That's a crazy design."

"Well, that's a lot of money."

"That's amazing. It's an ancient macaroni Western style."

Wooden floors, wooden tables. Behind left is a wooden counter seat and a bottle of liquor arranged on a wall shelf. The back right side is lined with wooden counters for business use. It's a woody chaos space that combines the bureau and the tavern.

"Wooden 'wind' material, this. The scent of a tree is made to emit that kind of aroma, this."

"Aren't real trees cheaper?

"That's not true. Especially in this system."

"Wood is super luxury, Master Hiro."

"If I said so, I would have."

When I stayed at the log house on Resort Planet before, Mimi, a colony-born, colony-raised, raw colonist, was stunned by the natural plants and wooden log houses that existed as normal on Resort Planet.

I feel multiple gaze on my way to the back right business counter as I speak. Well, you're the three conspicuous ones, we are.

One is a man dressed in mercenary style but with two swords down his hips and a shiny medal down his chest. Even more so when you're next to a beautiful girl with a small but big breast and a beautiful woman with a slender elf. There seems to be a slight swordswallowing gaze because I'm taking them both, but, well, there won't be anything tangled up in me with a sword down my hips.

Turning straight to the business counter, the receptionist's sister, who was waiting a little nervous before this one opened her mouth, called out. You're the one who's nervous about her, because I've got two fine swords on my mercenary's arse.

"Welcome. What can I do for you today?

"Just a little consultation."

With that said, I will send out a mobile information terminal to present the ID. Then she ran her eyes on my information, which was immediately displayed by matching her ID - leaning back a little. Yeah, I guess it's something like a pro on a boulder that didn't speak up.

"Uh, uh, welcome, Captain Hiro. Consultations are... ceremonial matters, right?

"Yes, that. You're getting information."

"Yes, because the relationship between the mercenary guild and the Imperial Air Force is basically good"

The receptionist's sister nods with a serious look. Sure, because mercenary guilds are like military subcontracting in a way. It's also a story of good relationships. Regardless, it is not entirely clear how the power relationship rises or falls in relation to the source of the order and the subcontract.

If a mercenary guild pulls its hand from a system where the army and mercenary guilds are twisting and the alien bandits are treading, the safety of the trading route could become unsafe and adversely affect the Imperial economy. In that case, the Imperial Aeronautical Army will be slapped from the top of its head by the Imperial Government about what it is doing, and it will also be poked up from the Merchant Guild. The Imperial Air Force and the Mercenary Alliance are held together for good.

"Of course I've never been to a ceremony before, and I haven't really felt it, and I don't know what to look out for in the first place. So I came here to talk to you."

"Right...... costumes and language, of course, because at ceremonies you will be noticed one foot at a time. And you'll be dancing at the party after the ceremony."

"Uh, I don't know... well, I'm planted in May around there"

The sword has taken some form, so the content of May's Spartan classes is dominated by dance and manners. I enjoy dancing with May, but I often remember manners classes.

"What do you mean?

"We have ultra-high performance maidroids. Because manners are strictly entrenched in the child."

"I see, then I'll be dressed later..."

"Is it okay because this is what it is?

That's what Mimi said. Mimi showed the tablet to the receptionist's sister. Whew, that picture was from the last time I wore Chris' chosen aristocratic clothes... when did you take it?

"Oh, you look ridiculous"

"Right!

"Right, not... So, does it look okay?

"Yeah, I don't think it's a problem. Are you ready?

"Yeah, well, I didn't think it would help in this way a little bit."

I never really dreamed that Chris' whimsical and covered clothes would be useful in this way. Was Chris expecting this to happen? Isn't that in the boulder?

"Later -"

"Excuse me for talking to you. Captain Hiro, are you with us?

A middle-aged man appeared on the other side of the counter, diagonally behind his sister, where the receptionist sister tried to open her mouth, to talk to him. Hmm, you're quite handsome with a tight body. The glasses you are wearing may be some kind of wearable information device.

"Right...?

Who the hell are you? What can I do for you? Observe the target as they seep through the word. You seem to be working out quite a bit from the point of view of your body, but you don't look like you're doing any direct rough work. Atmospherically, it feels more like the mercenary's clerical duties.

"I am Marcus, deputy branch manager of this mercenary Guildgrakius branch. I'm sorry to interrogate you, but I have a matter that I would like to discuss with you as soon as possible. I'm sorry, can you escort me to the back reception room?

"Er..."

It smells like trouble. I also try to gaze at Mimi and Elma, but they are both wrinkling between their eyebrows or thinking with their hands on their mouths. Incidentally, the receptionist's sister, whose sudden presence on the cloud called Deputy Branch Manager appeared behind her, is only slightly sweaty and solidified with a grin on her mouth. I'm kind of sorry.

"I don't like it, that doesn't make sense."

"I don't know what it feels like, but it's not just a bad story"

Mr Marcus, Deputy Branch Manager, laughs bitterly.

"Well, if it's not just a bad story..."

If you mean some good stories, you have to go. Although it is weird to have a definite and bad story.

"That helps. There's a staircase in the back of that aisle over there, so head that way."

I went ahead and waited, and Mr. Marcus walked away with Stasta. I have no choice but to get up from the counter chair and keep my voice to the receptionist sister who is still freezing.

"Uh, what a shame. Thanks."

"Yea, Dijoub Desyo"

Gently bow your head to your grinning sister and then take Mimi and Elma to the aisle where there is a staircase. Well, that's a good thing and a bad thing...... what pops up.

After Mr. Marcus, who waited in front of the stairs, he climbed the stairs, and as he went upstairs into the door, which was just a short while away, there awaited an old man of disappointing stature. Unlike Mr. Marcus, he's not working out a bit or anything like that. He has a thick arm like Marutai. You're about to break a snag as easily as a person's neck with your bare hands.

Johannes, head of the mercenary Guildgrakius branch.

"It's Captain Hiro. Kind regards, Branch Manager"

Shake hands with each other. Yeah, I don't seem to be imitating anything I can do for nothing because I'm mucky.

"Uh, did you have good news and bad news?

"Mm-hmm. The language is good as usual. I don't like being tough."

"Well thank you...... then, can I hear it from the bad guys?

"Well, that's more urgent."

That's what Johannes Branch Manager turned his gaze to Elma. Erma relations - Ah (conjecture).

"The Viscount Willows family is contacting us. What can I do for you?

"I just mean the erma relationship. We can't even look at what's going on."

Keep it clear about the content. Well, I don't know what it would be like to hand over Elma immediately.

"... your daughter - to promptly hand over the Viscount Willows family warrant."

"Ha ha, I see. You think I'm gonna snort?

……

Johannes Branch Manager made a tannic surface in my words, and Deputy Branch Manager Marcus started rubbing his hands on the right temple so he could have a headache.

"If Elma wants to do that herself, I'll think about it, because Elma doesn't think so. Isn't it?

"Right. Unless the captain wants to throw me out, but if the captain doesn't think so, he's not gonna do it."

"That's right. In the first place, because you're willing to take that request as a mercenary guild? You think mercenary guilds are unwilling to protect their guilders from the noble unjust demands?

Besides, Elma is also a silver-rank mercenary in the Mercenary Guild, under the protection of the Guild, right? And I'll flatter you. The look on the Branch Manager's face remained the same, but the Deputy Branch Manager now leaned down and started rubbing his eyebrows.

"As a guild, I'll tell you what to do, but I'm not going to force anything on you. I mean, I have to tell them more than that. We have to hand over criminals who have touched the Imperial Law, but that's not how your daughter does it."

"I see."

"In other words, it is honest that you will have trouble getting into problems within your aristocratic family. I'd like to complain to you in the sense that you don't get us into trouble."

"They're saying, Elma."

"Well, all I can say is I'm sorry."

Elma laughs bitterly. Don't be too big on the scale of a grandmother and daughter running into space on a stolen small ship.

"So, what exactly do I do?

"Once the other side is informed of the mercenary guild's position of respecting the free will of the individual. I'll give you the contact information so we can work it out ourselves. However, you cannot leave us alone if your safety is threatened by the exercise of unjust power or violence. Report back then."

"Icer, what's the good news nonetheless?

"The Gold Star award against Captain Hilo has almost been decided. I'll raise your rank from gold to platinum to match it."

Yeah, you weren't very unexpected. The thing is, I'm not very happy.