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

"I've shown you something ugly."

Even if I fix it now.

……

It hurts. It hurts. I'm sorry.

Chris makes his face red and slaps me. All right, all right, I'm sorry for what I said. So calm down.

"Well, what is it? If you keep sweetening your brother like that, what will you do?

"You can't take it home."

The drunks make fun of Chris while yawning. Stop it, you guys. Chris is still a teenage girl. Don't get involved.

Oiiiiiiii

"Mmm, the heat is also exquisite...."

As Chris returned to normal, Mimi and Whiska also started eating in earnest. What they're eating is some kind of meat steak. The fleshy creature resembles a cow, and it seems that it will be brought from another star to Cormatt III for rearing. Well, it's one way to raise and sell these luxury goods, regardless of the specialties you can take from the star. After all, all you have to do is make money.

"Looks like you've been pushed a lot, but are you sure you're okay?

"Yes, I think it would be easier if I managed to get through the early days of the development. It will also improve the skills of the staff, including me."

"Isn't that just getting used to it and feeling relatively relaxed...?

"Hahahaha....."

The light is once again disappearing from Chris's eyes. Okay, I'm sorry I said something imprudent. Look, I don't know what kind of egg it is, but it looks delicious.

"Actually, we're not going to be able to help Chris with his work... well, I'll do as much as I want to hear or spoil him like this."

I wonder if there is anyone else who can spoil us. I don't think so. They were preceded by their parents, and their grandfather, Count Darrenwald, is in the adjacent system to rule the territory. One or two of my servants have been taking care of me for a long time, but I don't think it's a sweet relationship. The staff I work with must be my men.

"That's all I need."

That's why Chris leaned against me to keep his weight. Though it's almost like a family member, Mimi's gaze doesn't bother her, and she seems pretty tired to come out of this kind of behavior.

"By the way, how did Hiro and the others spend the last few days?

"What, as usual. Ambush the Space Bandits, hunt them down, crush them repeatedly. The number of Space Bandits destroyed was 50 or so in three days."

"What a battle! In fact, the overall number of space bandits is on the rise."

"Hmm? Shoulder up all the way up?

For now, yes.

"I see. I wonder if it's coming in from around here."

Space bandits flourish everywhere - people that are annoying to civilian ships, but the world is nothing but a game, so scripts don't flourish infinitely. The more you hunt, the fewer you hunt. The increase in the number of crusades on the right shoulder means that the influx rate from the vicinity is currently higher than the crusade rate at least.

"Maybe there's a famous Space Bandit on board. I think you should be careful."

"Caution? What exactly should I do?

Chris said that and looked up at me. Hmm. What should I do?

"First of all, I think it would be better to have a lot of combat power ready at all times. Large-scale space bandits tend to store their looted supplies and slaves in stacks - that is, bases - so it's better to plan a raid as soon as they find them."

"I see. That means we should leave room for mercenaries and imperial aerospace forces to be brought to the crusade at any time."

"I'm sure it will. If we lose sight of the planet's defenses at that time, we'll end up falling, so if we go into a crusade, we should pay attention to the distribution of power."

"I see...."

"The best thing to do is talk to the Count. I advised you from a mercenary's point of view, but from a politician's point of view, you might have a different opinion."

"To your grandfather... that's right. I'll talk to her tomorrow."

Chris seemed to have thought about it for a while, but he nodded immediately. This planetary development may be a kind of test to make Chris worthy to succeed a fine politician, the Earl of Darrenwald, but it is not necessarily all of them alone. Anyway, for Count Darrenwald and Chris, the lives of the people they should shelter are at stake.

"I don't think it's a good idea to talk about work in a seat like this.

"You can't talk to Chris like this without a seat like this."

Chris is the next Countess. No matter how much I have a gold star winner platinum ranker title, it's okay to talk like this in public.

Hmm? I wonder if that's what they say. But let me tell you something a little more gorgeous. "

"It doesn't matter if it's a story of flowers. You didn't have a life with flowers."

Basically, we were just repeating our search and crusade against space bandits in the system.

"Speaking of which, how are the media people on Hiro's ship doing?

"Oh, those guys. They..."

Afterwards, while eating, I told Chris how the media staff were doing, and Chris laughed a lot when he told me what a rare petition he had. The most interesting thing was a petition from a single man who was deployed to a couple's quarters by some mistake, saying, "It's tough around couples... please help me."

The next day. After the meal, Chris was taken home by the guards of Count Darainwald's family, who had come to pick him up. I am relieved that you arrived safely in the dormitory when we arrived in Black Lotus and that a message was sent to my terminal thanking you for today.

And we're mercenaries today and today.

In the Cormat system, we are ahead of Krishna on a single vessel, and Black Lotus will have to rush back to collect the loot.

Why are you doing this? Well, you can't lure the Space Bandits with the Black Lotus on the media crew… The introduction of military combat bots has dramatically improved Black Lotus's defense capabilities, but it's just in case.

Hiro-sama! It's a distress call!

"Suddenly."

I left the Cormat Prime colony and picked up a distress call. Looks like a relatively large passenger ship has been attacked by a space bandit.

"We're on our way. Tell them we're going to rescue them. And tell Black Lotus to run immediately."

"Ok!

Watching Mimi manipulate the console and start sending messages, I turn Krishna's route to the source of the distress signal. It's a little far, but it'll take about five minutes to get there.

"The other ships aren't in time. In the meantime, I'll send a distress call to the Cormat Prime colony, along with the coordinates of the source."

"Do it."

It is likely that we will converge before any rescue other than ours arrives, but in some cases we may need help to treat the injured or tow the damaged ship. I'm sure you've never moved on to send backup.

"Rescuing a civilian vessel? This is going to be expensive to shoot."

"It's you...."

It is Nia of Nyatflix who rides Krishna today. You're starting to get ready to shoot with the sound of a candle. Well, for her, it's nothing but high.

"We'll be on site soon. Keep your belt tight, it could be a mess."

"Happiness!

After listening to Nia's reply, the hypervelocity drive was released, and the usual roar sounded and the light of the stars flowing as a line returned to the point. Then we see a large ship being destroyed and forced to stop, two medium-sized Starfleets aboard that large ship, and more than a dozen small Starfleets coming to us at once.

"You're welcome!

Launch the Weapon System and begin combat maneuvers immediately.

"Two medium-sized and fourteen small! Large ships are under transfer attack!

"First, I'll smash the fly! Watch out for medium ships!

Yes!

Poke into a flock of incoming small Starfleet thieves from the front (head-on) and smash their shotguns into a rubbing hole to detonate one ship. I was shot with a laser cannon and a multicannon from a Starfleet bandit, but Krishna's shields were not too strong. Breaking Krishna's shields with the firepower of a small Starfleet is a difficult task.

At the same time as rubbing off, the flight assist is cut, and the attitude control thruster is sprayed and inverted. Turn on the flight assist again, then accelerate once and for all to get behind the bandits.

"This guy...!? Spread out!

The Space Bandit, who noticed that it was behind him, began to scatter with precise instructions while shouting in surprise.

I see? They have a good commander there.

Wow!? Shields!? I hate it!?

However, the overwhelming performance difference is not so easy to cover. Before the firepower of the four gates of the heavy laser cannon, the poor shields and armor of the Starfleet are like a piece of paper. The shield is saturated most easily with a single shot, and the second shot pierces the hull frame with each armor. I don't know what hit him well, but he didn't explode anywhere. I think I've lost my navigation capability.

Keep your distance and beat me! Avoid fighting!

"Exact analysis."

"The analysis is accurate, but it's a different story."

If you choose a siege, all you have to do is tear it apart and destroy each. Above all, the command is not bad, but the movement is not following the command. It doesn't make sense to smell so stinky.

No, no! It's too strong!

I can't stand my teeth!

Let's do it stupidly! I don't think we're gonna make it!

I don't suppose we can just abandon your people while they're launching a transfer attack? We'll definitely kill each other if we face our friends who succeeded in the transfer attack later.

But that's your life.

Destroy each one of them and clear out the small Starfleet.

"No, stop it! I'll kill all the passengers of the ship!?

"Ha! If you don't surrender now, I won't kill you.

I smile at the demands of the two remaining medium-sized space bandits. Negotiating with Space Bandits is not basic. They can't kill all the passengers anyway. Their aim is to abduct the passengers. Because the purpose is to abduct and sell it away, I will not intentionally reduce the number of products, and I cannot.

Well, I don't know what I'd do if I got a human burn.

"What are you going to do?

"They're stopping at the corner. I'll hold hands and feet."

That's why I aimed my weapon at the main thruster of a medium-sized space bandit. Destroy the main thruster and we'll be armed next. What if we destroy the weapon? Black Lotus will be on his way soon. Transfer attacks are not exclusive patents for space bandits.