"Hey Dingo. Long time no see, will it?
A friendly voice. One man approached Dingo, surrounded by multiple beauties on the couch of a luxury club.
"You............... hmm, was your previous name Sykes? That's convenient."
When Dingo said so, he called out to the women to take their seats off. The man sat across from Dingo as he ignored the woman who was coming with a passing, hot gaze.
"Because you can change your face. Very useful on the job. Can I have a drink, too?
"I wouldn't get drunk if I drank anyway. What kind of nanomachine for in vivo conditioning can you just miss out on alcohol?
"It's a mood problem. If you want to, you can get drunk."
"Well... so, what can I do for you? Aren't you busy babysitting kids right now? Mr. Phantom."
When Dingo said so, he poured a glass of fine liquor widely known in the Empire. Upon receiving it, Phantom enjoyed the aromatic fragrance created by an exquisite formulation by an established liquor company.
"He doesn't need amulets right now. It's growing amazingly. Surprisingly."
"The guy who was calling Pippy to the point where some of the lower ends died? Jokes are tough."
"He's probably a boosted man."
Dingo's cheeks pull tightly on Phantom's remarks.
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A squeezing voice. Besides, Phantom denied "no".
"Probably because he's from a much older age than Coleman. Not the Imperial Army, of course. Maybe it's something from Lost Age?
"Come on, what's the Old Eden group? I thought you had eyebrows."
"Well, it's just an imagination. You've heard the word Eden lately......... well, what shall we drink to? To a reunion of old friends?
"Bullshit. I've noticed you lately, but you probably knew this one first. You've been exploring it with a different face a few times lately, haven't you?
"Separation of work and private life."
"Bullshit. And I don't even remember being friends with you."
When they said so and laughed small at each other, they glazed at each other.
"Mmm, it tastes good. Plum has plenty of blended cocktails, but the variety of wines and coffee is not good."
"Tell your boss. Hey, get to the bottom of it. I'm not even free."
"Hmm...... hey dingo. You, remember that woman named Etta who was in New Eden?
"Etta, huh? What happened to Boosted Man with you?"
"No, not that girl. It's our generation of women. She used to say hi to people in white all the time."
"Twenty years ago, I was a kid. I don't know who it is... oh no, you remember. That whore... he was the only one who was obviously treated differently. You open your legs from one end to the next, you bastard."
"I hold as many women as I want for work and survival. More so, Etta, but I need to know what kind of fortification you were getting in New Eden. You see?"
"I don't know. Biology Then I'm pretty sure it wasn't. I wasn't in my squad. Isn't that your place?
"No, you weren't even a cyborg. When that happens, is it a brain modification system... Hmm. What's the trait?"
"I don't know. That's because I was annoyed by the wacko or something like that over there... no, I bet you had a twin sister. I thought you said yotta or something."
"Yotta? Surely our Etta had that name in her mouth..."
"What the hell is that whore?"
"Oh, that eta, she's at the top of the Mercenaries Corp right now. You know about Co-op?
"... did you get there on your own? Is that your power?
"No, it's Taylor."
"Hmm. Kid's a kid, but you're a busy kid"
"Hehe, I'll take that as a compliment. Then I guess it's time for some free time. If you remember anything, could you call us?
"Oh, okay. Give it to me as soon as you get some new information. And just to confirm, I'm pretty sure the head of the Mercenaries is that whore, right?
"Absolutely. By the way, what's the price for this information?
".................. Hmm. I have a clue about their hunting grounds. I'll send you later."
"He's also... hehe, you're starting to look forward to it. Good information."
Phantom laughs when he says so. "If you'll excuse me, then," he said, gently raising his hand and taking his seat, disappearing into the ceiling duct just as he did when he arrived. Dingo looked at it from a distance and decided to tell him to come normally through the entrance from now on.
A large Roman system exists in the Alpha-side universe, following a long stream of stargates from the Galactic Empire Center, through the Alpha system, and through several stargates. Once the Enzio Alliance went much further there, now ruled by RS, it eventually reaches the periphery where the Wyoming system and planet Newk exist. Until a short while ago, that journey took considerable time, and now less than half the time can be traveled thanks to the latest formula Stargate provided by the Empire.
And further through there and on for days, the ship eventually reaches a desolate cluster of stars called the Zydroot. A nested path of spiders created by the sway of drive particles, where all resources are sucked up during the expansion phase of the ancient galactic empire and a series of star systems abandoned as no prospect of development. Although there is now a narrow trading route connecting the Empire to the EAP, it was not in the form of a quest for profit, but only maintained as an insurance policy when the Alpha system route was closed.
"I wonder what's going on with dominance around here. EAP after all?"
Taro, flipped over to the couch in the bickering room, whines to no one. Then he called it "What do you think, Mr. Taylor," Xiaomei picked it up with a teacup in her hand beside him.
"The EAP falls under it if it is assumed to be the clearest force that exists in the closest range, but I do not see any willingness on their part to make that maintenance. Xiaomei thinks it might be a neutral zone at best."
"Neutral. Hmm, so Proposition A is a bot...... is that it? What do you mean, we can take it?
"If you can maintain it, it's affirmative."
"... you can't. Yes."
The Survey Fleet, which focuses on the Battleship Plum of Taronda, will take five full days to reach this Zayed Route, the current location. It didn't seem like the kind of distance you could rush in a very emergency.
"I don't know about that, even Stargate over here............... uh, still tight? I don't see the value of maintaining it."
"I think so too, Mr. Taylor. The territory doesn't seem to be in the form that it should be as large as it is, or that unlike the Alpha system, there is the only gateway. You don't see the need to get it."
"Well, sounds like it. I was hoping it would be like a narrower corridor."
"Nothing is going to be so convenient. By the way, Mr. Taylor, I have one question for you."
"Yes, yes, what is it, Mr. Xiaomei? Was there anything you couldn't tell me about the hard boiler who told me everything on his back?
"Affirmative, Mr. Taylor. You've been that attitude for a long time, is there a reason? There do exist organisms on the planet Tazatra in the Kerla della system with heads down, but unfortunately you are human. Isn't there blood on your head?
Taro sleeps on the couch and is almost in a position where his head just rests on the floor. Xiao Mei looking down at it just with her eyes.
"Xiaomei, please stop gazing at me like you see that garbage. Maybe some maniacs have gaze."
"I refuse, Mr. Taylor. I'm guessing Xiao Mei is the reason it's not even Loc anyway. Incidentally, from that angle, it seems difficult to peek into a female employee's skirt unless you go through quite close range."
"Damn! Get the man in charge! You're making me waste my time! What a hard void!
"There's no one more responsible than you, on this ship. By the way, if you're going to take a peek, you may want to use the stairs near the second bridge. Mr. Alan has recently made some rather suspicious moves around it."
"No, that's where Marl crushed me. The railings are plated off the floor..."
"No, not there. Looks like he's discovered a new place again."
"Seriously!? Damn, you're such a jerk... I thought you were my friend..."
"I think Xiao Mei strongly believes that the monopoly of a spot of peeking will rather scatter crackling friendships, etc."
"... yeah, you're right when you think calmly"
"I don't know why Xiaomei is so obsessed with a single cloth. As for Xiao Mei, its contents are better...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Xiaomei looked down at Taro. As she raised that cold gaze, she stared into the hollow for a while.
"Looks like Miss Etta found something, Mr. Taylor. Please check the BISHOP for her scan information."
Xiao Mei holding her hand up to prompt Tai Lang. Taro said, "Have you found him yet?" As she was surprised, she quickly glanced at the updated scan data.
"............... No, it sounds like it's not a ship. What is this? Large drifts?
The scan data included a statement that some large structure existed in the distance. One of the aims of this Zeid Route investigation was the ship, and therefore Taro sprinkled it for a moment that he would not care about good information, but reconsidered it by considering the point that the discoverer was Etta.
"The fact that Etta finds it and deliberately reports it means there's an activity whether it's electromagnetic waves or drive particles, right? An EAP military facility or something?
"Unknown, Mr. Taylor. But I don't think this place has a tactical connotation. Aren't the lines called military installations thin?"
"Right. It's definitely not the way to go, and you're too far from EAP... No way, another factory of Wynd or something?
"You're well thought of as a possibility, Mr. Taylor. The frequency of wine outbreaks around here is very high compared to the average, and we've already had seven fights since we left"
"It was an easy fight since I brought Enigma............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ It's possible we'll be working around here for a while."
In his judgment, Taro immediately broadcast to the ship that he would raise the level of alertness. Then the doors of the private rooms connected from the discourse room opened one after the other, and countless human beings began to rush out towards each arrangement.
"Wow, all our crews are excellent... OK, let's do that, too. Looks like Marl's up too."
When Taro spotted Marl rubbing his sleeping eye, he pulled his hand and headed to the bridge explaining the situation.