Talking about the corruption of the Empire, Taro waves at Alan for not knowing why.
"Not just because some of the guards or anything like that were wasted earlier? I've interacted with Mr. Dean's men and stuff, but you've been awesome, haven't you?
When I think of the exchanges during rail gun delivery, they didn't look very corrupt with that military manly attitude. At least they didn't try to receive any gold other than drinks and tea treats served in the conference room. Even the chips that meant good luck, after the business talks.
"Dean's place, right? I would call it one of the few decent military organizations. It's a pretty independent organization, and most importantly, he's got his own cleanliness."
With that said, Alan keeps saying, "Let's go now". Taro turned to Phantom for help, but all he had to do was look over his shoulder.
"Seriously...... no, but I do. Then there are a lot of things I'm not convinced of. So did Dingo, but even Enzio didn't want to intervene in the Empire, so he came to EAP and Alpha for a little while?
To Taro's point, "Ah," Alan said.
"A little fame or glitch. Whatever the motive, but there might be people moving to try and fix things for you. Even a trivial action from the Imperial Army is lethal from the other side. Both Enzio and Dingo are afraid of that. If Enzio was willing to fight thoroughly right now, he'd step on it quite a bit, but that's the guy on the desk called Aerial Theory. If the Empire really moves its troops, the alliance will undoubtedly disintegrate. Fighting only happens when you count."
Naturally, such as Alan the Wind. Plus Phantom keeps going from behind.
"Therefore, the Empire does not move a very large army. Because it has a lot of impact around me. But as far as the current military is concerned, that only seems to count as one of the reasons. In fact, I guess I just can't stop being a habit that's been around for a thousand years. If it was in Imperial space, it would change the story, but unfortunately, it's happening in far more outer space."
Sarcasm, a bitter laugh Phantom. Taro sighs, "Seriously......" again, considering his words well.
"Is that it? I don't know why it feels so bad to go all the way to the super country just sitting there and come in with money and honor... Neat with strength or something like that is already Rokudenashi's extreme. Use it. Use the power."
Taro exhales as a heartbreaker. Plus, Alan starts laughing out loud. Even Phantom laughs the same way, and two laughs tree spirit in the iron corridor.
"Say something funny, Taylor. Right, like that. There's no such thing as a decent guy except the guys who were built into some routine work. That's why I left the army. I'm sick and tired of him. He's always full of needy."
Laughing, but telling Alan to throw up. Taro answered it with a sigh that he did not know how many times it would be today, and apparently decided that the army could not count on him. Knowledge of the army undoubtedly existed in Taro, but not even the current wind discipline and morale can be seen. There was no point in thinking that Alan or Phantom's judgment would be more accurate than his own.
In terms of drawing on the help of the Imperial Army, he still had the option of relying on Dean, but he said he was the military intelligence department. In terms of frontal power, unfortunately, it is unlikely that much can be expected.
"Go home... it's a waste, but isn't it? I just found out that the army's in trouble. It's a little better."
When Taro comforted himself in that way, he began walking in a lump toward the fast ship moored at the dock.
"Yes... I don't know, you're shocked. It's getting bigger, so I was hoping, honestly."
Marr, who hears about the status quo of the Imperial Army, emits darkness in such a way that it is unfortunate. And "That's right," Taro said.
"I know it's hard to get online dimensions and stuff, but in the end, it's a hassle, isn't it? You're not going to try... oh, one more thing. Is this eight to fifteen? It's a tough game."
From a line of information called scan results, Taro finds a new discomfort.
Plum II was currently sweeping the EAP Enzio boundary point, which served as a warp destination for the floating fortress, along with a large number of ships. Stealthed lightning was hard on the net of the scan and very difficult to tell from the debris. But unlike a debris, if you accidentally want to irradiate even an incinerated beam, you make a huge explosion. Explosion itself is not much of a threat in an airless universe, but the story was different when the gutted countless bullets - which explode too!! - were to fly.
"Yeah, it's 8-for-18, Taylor. 'Cause Etta found three more."
Etta with three fingers up and full appeal to excellence by herself. When Taro raises his hands just to say no, he shows his face deliberately.
"He's a big fish again. I want Taylor to tell me how I can find him like that."
To Taro's words, Etta sticks out her small breasts.
"Huh, it's easy, Taylor. Look for different colors. The universe is blue, but that garbage is black. If there's a black dot on the big canvas, you'll soon find out, won't you?
Even as a matter of course, Etta explains with a gesture. Taro laughs bitterly at what kind of a guy this is called a genius.
"No... no. You weren't born, you were born."
Like talking to yourself, Taro.
Mary Ann's captain called her a biological weapon. If she's more talented than her ex, she doesn't have to bother to put her hands on it, so it's natural to assume that her abilities were later granted. Phantom didn't want to talk much, but the low success rate means that there are only failures. I didn't think it would be a pleasant end, no matter how conveniently I interpreted it, to see what the consequences would be of failure after rubbing my brain.
"What is science, or is it human? Sometimes I don't know... but the universe is blue. How should I interpret it? The distribution of the stars?
When you squeal like that to no one, Taro smiles and laughs with pleasure.
When I was 15 or so years old? I don't even know who I am, so I don't know the exact age unless I contact the Enzio Army. I feel young for my appearance because of the strange childishness of my words and behavior, and maybe because I'm only about 140 tall at best. Also, he's pretty skinny and doesn't look healthy in flattery.
I imagined that Taro would remain such a physical and psychological after-effect for humans subjected to fortification, but I didn't know where it actually was. Phantom said he was a rare being, and that's not included in his overridden army knowledge. Fortified humans and the organizations that perform the treatment are probably pretty secret beings around.
"Isn't that what it is, Mr. Taylor?"
Looking back toward the voice, followed by Taro lowering his gaze. There's the figure of Xiao Mei rolling down the ground.
"Come on, it's too difficult to keep it that way. The universe looks black to me, and I think maybe Marl does, too, huh?
If you don't know why, Taro answers so. In contrast, Xiao Mei brightens the lamp.
"It seems that Miss Etta can" see "electromagnetic waves and drive particles directly. Seeing the universe through ultraviolet and infrared rays, they're pretty bright in color. It would be somewhat difficult to recognize the average human being."
Taro agrees with Xiao Mei's explanation.
"Does the universe really look blue? I also feel a little jealous, but I don't know if it's convenient or inconvenient. When I use BISHOP, does something come out of my head anymore?
I do recall Taro saying that BISHOP should have been one of the means of communication by drive particles. Etta says, "I can see you."
"The red line is flying, not anymore. This much."
Etta that narrows the index finger and thumb and creates a gap of about 1 cm. Taro looked to Marr during the ship to see if he could see it too, but naturally he didn't see anything.
"I envy you for being a little esper... by the way, you're naturally out of me too, aren't you?
To Taro's question, Etta snorts with a smile. When she says, "That's about it for Taylor," she shows her hands wide with her eyes wide open.
"Kimo!! Me!! You're so fucked up. You're so fat, you're not even level!?
Imagine a red pillar rising from your own head, trembling and tall. I hear Marl's dull laughter coming from the side.
"Sure, you can handle dozens of times more than a regular person at the same time. Naturally, there should be a wide band of communication bands. Imagine you look pretty arrogant."
"No, no, what are you talking about? You don't see my face at all like that... Etta? Where are you?"
Turning to his face, he nodded on the spot and looked like Etta with a blue face. Etta opens her mouth in the same position as she did when she got off the seat.
"Lots... lots, lots of black ones are coming together... guys, trying to get here... full. A lot, Taylor."