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

In the meantime, I immediately turned my gaze to Major Serena.

Hey, do something about it.

She would have drawn the exact meaning of my gaze. Major Serena draws her cheeks, coughs one and then speaks to a young nobleman floating blue muscles - who would be noble because he has a sword on his waist.

"Baron Clias. Could you please hold the spear around there? He is a mercenary who is not a nobleman, not a subordinate, of an empire. It is, so to speak, equal to human beings in other countries. It would be cruel to expect him to be as loyal to the Imperial nobility as it is to the Imperial Empire."

"You're going to pay a certain respect, aren't you?

Major Serena glances at my remarks. He wants to tell me to keep quiet. Heck, do as I say.

"But the man received the Silver Sword Wing Assault Medal and the First Star Mandarin Cross Medal with the warmth of His Majesty the Emperor. That statement with so much gratitude, it's hard!

Although it would be the Empire who decided to take the liberty of evaluating the oily and receiving the award on its own. I appreciated it, so feel grateful for it or something? Galactic Empire? Yeah, well, that's great. Yeah.

But you can't do this. Major Serena can't argue that he can be attacked with this cut. Try harder, already. This is why I'm sorry to hear about the Major.

"With all due respect, Baron Clias. I'm a mercenary no matter what. What moves a mercenary is not a mercenary, such as a reward, a mercenary who moves with gratitude or love. Nor can you work for other colleagues in the form of gratitude, affection, or honor. Unlike the aristocrats who can live with the tax revenues from the territory and the salaries they receive from the Empire, we can have trouble eating tomorrow if we don't get paid."

"Become...!?

Baron Clias stops talking about me. It seems that not only he, but also the nobles around him, have people who are out of their minds.

"In the first place, what does the Baron want from mercenaries like me? I am a lucky mercenary who has been praised for my work and just happens to get a medal. I awoke my loyalty to the great empire by the fact that such a man received a medal! And if you suddenly start saying it, don't you trust me?

"Mmm..."

Baron Clias, who was suddenly stuck in words. This is the time to attack.

"If I can get a legitimate appreciation and reward, I want to continue to walk with the Empire. In that sense, I will do my best to be a mercenary, which is what I said earlier. I don't think Her Royal Highness the wise Princess Luciada blamed me for understanding that."

"Nooo..."

In fact, Her Royal Highness Princess Luciada did not blame me for my remarks, so if you put her out to pick her up, this baron can say nothing. I mean, you won the Gold Star, so I'm supposed to be the Viscount by now, right? What about being so easily tangled up by a baron?

"That's it, Baron Clias"

A heavy voice sounds, scratching the hedge and one man - Grandpa shows up. Tall, disappointing body. A noticeably rich head of gray hair. Two big and small swords in black eyes as sharp as eagles, on my hips as I did.

"Ugh."

"You seem magnificent and above all, Captain Hiro."

"Ha ha... Thanks for this, Count Daleinwald"

It was Count Abraham Daleinwald, Chris's grandfather, who broke the hedge and appeared before me. You're so bad at this guy. It's basically silent, and if I do something, I'm gonna stare at it.

"Sir's loyalty is as reliable as being of the same imperial nobility, but I wonder how it would be to go too far and do something that is not in keeping with Her Royal Highness Princess Luciada's will"

"Count Daleinwald says my actions are against Her Royal Highness's will?

"Her Royal Highness did not blame Captain Hiro. That would be everything."

Count Daleinwald strictly says so as he takes Baron Clias' gaze directly from the front, which even seeps through his killing temper. As the pressing air drifted, the third - no, the fourth voice broke into the field.

"I'm sorry I'm in the middle of taking you in, but tell His Majesty the Emperor to bring Captain Hilo and his people"

It was Elma's dad who had interrupted the venue - Viscount Eldomua Willows, the man. Why would he come for us? When we did our investigation, His Majesty the Emperor found out about Elma, and on that line he became the messenger of the call? I have no idea what kind of political mechanics is working in the court. I hear you work for the Internal Affairs Department, and it's impossible.

"Become... Your Majesty!?

"I'll take them, but you don't mind?

"... of course"

As Baron Clias, an avid sympathizer of the Imperial Palace, I guess I'll have to back off if I'm told it's the life of His Majesty the Emperor. Count Daleinwald also stepped aside.

"Captain Hiro"

"Yes."

"Chris wants to see you. Like taking a trip to my mansion while I'm in Imperial City."

"Yes."

"Uhm."

Count Daleinwald nods, turns himself over and leaves refreshed. You've only talked about the bare minimum you need... he couldn't have stopped his sons from fighting because he was at that rate.

'Cause that's what I'm talking about.

"Yes, yes..."

Major Serena, who was of no use in stopping Baron Clias, says so in a tired manner and waves his hands at each other. Even so, Marquis, I wonder if I can get out too strongly on the lord himself.

"Do you have any connection with Count Dareinwald?

"Yeah, well, a little at work"

Eldomua walked out and asked me about our relationship with Count Daleinwald, but I kept it to myself. I'm talking about the home commotion at Count Daleinwald's house, and it would disqualify me as a mercenary to talk to Bella about the content of the request I received as a story in the first place.

"Hmm...... well good. Follow me."

Viscount Eldomua, Elma's father, stood first and started walking, so he followed the ceremony venue about afterwards. May, who stood at the wall, also followed closely and bowed politely to the nobles who were paying attention here as he left the ceremony venue. I don't know.

"But you were surprised earlier. I thought I'd be slaughtered all of a sudden.

"That's not true...... no matter how many bee white-blade doctrines will ever challenge a duel to that extent. I don't know what would have happened if Hiro had worked such disrespect to anger His Highness Luciada."

"Noble, I'm scared."

"I'm a nobleman too."

That's what Eldomua, who was walking in front of me, says and looks back at me chilly.

"Father?"

"I know. Mirfa and Elfin are tough to say. Besides, there's nothing I can do about it where I just slashed him off now?

"As, well, you know,"

"Ha ha..."

I heard Elma reply. Eldomua drops her shoulder and exhales a fucking big sigh. It's a hell of a fierce reaction, but what the hell is that?

"Mimi, I can't see the story."

"What!? Uh... one of these days, I think I need to talk to Elma."

"Really?

"Huh!? Ugh, yeah, of course, huh?

Mimi and Elma blush and panic for some reason. And Eldomua is staring at me with a face that seems to shed even blood tears. Hey, wait, what are you going to do with the hand you put on that sword pattern? Stay, Mr. Eldomua stay.

Thinking from Mimi's and Elma's and Eldomua's reactions, there's something about Elma not being able to leave me, and it's probably a sensible event in a sexual sense, an irreversible one. Hmm?

"Could it be Elma, I have a child in my stomach - buffoo!?

"I haven't done it yet. Yikes!?

"Why are you hitting me!?

Elma panned me as much as I wanted. I wonder what it's like to unleash a stunning body blow in a dress, I guess. But you haven't, have you? I see? Space elves have something pedigree around them, don't they? They'll talk to me one of these days, and should I wait? If I ask Mae, she'll tell me. Yes, but she won't bother listening if she talks to me one of these days.

Then he walks silently about after Eldomua, also pinching a trip using the Emperor Castle high-speed train to the back of Emperor Castle.

"From around here becomes the true Imperial Castle. I mean, it's a private compartment for the Imperial people."

"I see."

Soldiers with swords many times before they got here - went through places like the gates that the Kingsguards were packing. Security seems to be tight just because there is an emperor of the Graccan Empire on the boulder. At the first gate I went through, all the weapons were taken away, and Mae was fitted with a bracelet type limiter. Everything seems to lower May's physical abilities to almost the same as humans.

Nevertheless, even if the output drops, there is a hidden metal muscle fiber made of special metal underneath May's artificial skin, which weighs many times more and is sturdy than a normal human being.

"Ki, I'm getting nervous"

"Yeah, me too."

"Well, that's tough."

"Why is Master Hiro okay...?

"I don't think they're too tall to really feel it."

That being said, the opponent is a powerful man in control of some of the galaxies...... let's be careful not to offend him by saying bad things. Now I may be a platinum-ranked mercenary worth a Viscount, but he is His Majesty the Emperor who can use the Imperial Aeronautics Army with his chin. Too different in character.

As I admonished myself not to say weird things that way, I obviously reached a lavish door with a different atmosphere than the others. Perhaps this is the thumbs-up between glances.

"Okay, let's go. Your majesty is carefree, but never to work disrespect."

Copy that.

"Yes."

"Yeah, I know."

That's what Elma says. She's turning a chill on me. You're worried I won't do something, you know. It's okay, because I'm a kid who can do it.