Leaving the Hermes spaceport on the F-6 space shuttle, Robin, who had been tense and nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, in the process of negotiating with Brandon, he has been under a lot of pressure. Because this is the first time since he entered the Federation that he has taken the initiative to control the situation with such a strong posture, and the result of this negotiation directly affects his next Republic prisoner of war exchange plan, this negotiation will definitely not allow him to make the slightest mistake.

Thankfully, the whole process went smoothly, Ansel's actions on behalf of the Osvid family left Brandon completely confused, and Brandon was mentally exhausted from attending an executive meeting that almost racked his brains, which helped Robin sideways, allowing him to take the initiative throughout the negotiation process and get the current extremely favorable situation.

"Robin, are we really allowed to build a mercenary army?" In the cockpit of the space shuttle, Angus, who was wearing a half-metal mask, looked back excitedly and asked. For him, the significance of rebuilding an army is far more important than anything else, and although mercenaries are not really an army, they at least have a greater sense of belonging than logistics companies.

"Yes, it was Brandon who offered it. It seemed that he was pressed by the parliamentarians. Robin rested his head on the cushion of the seat and smiled lightly: "The Federation is really a strange country, they even make intrigue a necessity of life, hehe...... I really can't understand why they make themselves so tired. ”

"Hah! ~If the Federation were as transparent as the Republic, would you and I still be able to sit here and talk? He was already caught and hanged. Angus changed the space shuttle to autopilot, and turned to Robin in a hurry, "What are you going to call our mercenaries?" Nine-star mercenaries? ”

"You don't think we're dying fast enough?" Robin couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Then ......" Angus's expression instantly fell: "You won't raise any Roche mercenaries again, will you?" ”

"You don't like it?"

"Of course not, it makes me feel like I'm working for you and you're my boss."

"Hehe......" Robin smiled nonchalantly, his hands behind his head, staring blankly at the silver-grey roof of the cockpit, and recalling the first time he saw Aubrey with simple luggage and in a thin training suit.

"Charon...... That's where it all began......" Remembering the beginning that brought him warm memories, Robin blurted out, "How about calling Charon?" Charon mercenaries. ”

"Charon?" Silently chewing on the name, Angus suddenly shouted with his eyes lit up: "Styx ferryman? It's a cool name. ”

"We are very similar to the mythical Styx ferryman. He sails on the black River Styx, and we sail through the dark universe. He is responsible for sending the souls of the living to the other side, and we ...... then send the Federalists to hell! Robin sat up straight, his deep gaze as if he could see the asteroid nestled next to Pluto through the starry sky miles miles away.

"Charon demanded the fare for the boat from the living. As mercenaries, we will also start fighting for money...... So decided, Charon mercenaries! ～”

…… Othello Star Military Headquarters.

"Charon?" A federal lieutenant with a prosthetic eye read the name in confusion and shook his head: "This is really an unlucky name, are you sure you want to use this name to name your mercenaries?" ”

"Yes, Charon is in charge of overhauling the souls, and the mercenaries are war dogs who kill for a living, and I think they are a good match." Robin said seriously.

"Okay...... Although I don't really agree with your aesthetic taste, it's your right to choose a name. The second lieutenant of the Federation read in a few words as he filled Robin's name Charon on the form.

Glancing at Robin's personal file, the federal lieutenant suddenly wrinkled his brows: "Huh? You are not a citizen of the Federation? ”

"I'm a freedman, and I have permanent residency in the Hermes spaceport."

"Well, then all I can say is sorry." The second lieutenant of the Federation stopped what he was doing, spread his hands and said: "According to the Othello Star Security Act, only federal citizens can establish private armies such as mercenaries, and free people do not have such rights. ”

"But as far as I know, mercenaries are not opposed to the joining of free people." Robin retorted immediately.

"Yes, a freedman can join a mercenary as a warrior, but not as the owner of a mercenary. To be honest, most of the people who can set up mercenaries on Othello are veterans with the support of a consortium behind them. These people may have been freedmen before, but they have acquired federal citizenship because of their military service in the Confederation. And you, you don't have military experience, and from your information, I can't find any that can meet the requisites of the Othello Star Security Act. ”

"So...... I can't create my own mercenary? Is that so? ”

"Yes." The second lieutenant of the Federation paused, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, I have heard about you, you have recently killed a lot of pirates in the Northern Star Domain. Hehe...... If you have mercenary qualifications, this is indeed a shortcut to making a fortune. Well, I can give you a hint, but ......"

Robin has been in the Federation for so long, and he has already figured out the rules of life of the Federation. So the second lieutenant of the Federation only hinted slightly, and Robin quietly pulled out a half-drooping cash and tucked it in his folder.

"Huh...... I love your way of doing things. Seeing that Robin was so knowledgeable, the federal lieutenant smiled and took Robin's folder, as if casually, and said, "You can find your friend, the kind with federal citizenship." After he comes forward to register, the free people military will not interfere with how many mercenaries hir. ”

“……”

Hearing the federal lieutenant say such an answer, Robin couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

This is indeed a viable option, and it makes reasonable use of a loophole in the security bill that allows Robin to build a private army by legal means. However, Robin's trusted person with federal citizenship is only Martina.

If he is just a business partner, when Robin's identity is discovered in the future, Martina can still excuse Robin's business fraud. But if she is involved in the private armed forces, then she will be completely tied to Robin, and when Robin's identity is revealed, she will no longer be able to exonerate herself with any excuse.

The guilt in his heart made Robin hesitate, and the federal lieutenant in charge of the registration seemed to gradually lose patience, put away Robin's folder and said, "I have already told you the way to handle it, is it difficult for you to find a friend with citizenship?" ”

"Contact Martina and ask her to come here herself." Robin sighed, and finally decided to find Martina to solve the matter.

Soon after receiving Robin's message, Martina, who had been staying in Othello to handle business affairs, went to the military headquarters accompanied by Gabriel and found Robin, who was waiting at the door.

"Robin, what's wrong? How did you come here? Graciously holding Robin's arm, Martina asked sweetly.

"This ......" Robin looked at Gabriel, who was standing behind Martina with his hands down, and said stubbornly, "I want to build a mercenary army, but I don't have federal citizenship, so I ......"

"You want to do it in my name?" Martina immediately understood.

"Is that okay?" Robin asked, somewhat uncertain.

"Absolutely."

Martina didn't suspect Robin's motives in the slightest, and walked towards the office with Robin in her arms, while Gabriel frowned, but looking at Martina's happy appearance snuggling up to Robin, he still didn't say anything after all.

Martina stepped forward and all the formalities were handled quickly. In fact, in the mercenary registry of the Federation, there are not a few mercenaries involved by wealthy families and chaebols, and some powerful businessmen will often inject capital to provide a deposit, or directly register a mercenary to establish their own private army. As a result, mercenaries often have their own unique label and are considered legitimate private armies. And with Martina's current commercial status in Proxima Centauri, no one would be surprised to build a private army.

However, when carefully reviewing the terms of the mercenary after the establishment of the mercenary, Robin was surprised to find that the mercenary could share some military resources, and even make an exception to enter certain military areas. But again, at the price of such privileges, mercenaries are explicitly required to serve the military, and mercenaries who do not participate in military missions during the year, or whose tasks are not fulfilled at a low rate, will be removed from the following year.

There are several different levels of mercenaries depending on the size of the mercenary, and the larger the mercenary force to be created, the more military commissions will have to be undertaken. Each time, the military will give an accurate figure according to the degree of completion of the mission, and only when the cumulative number reaches the standard of mercenary size, the mercenary will be able to keep his number the following year. If the figure falls below the size standard, the military will downgrade the mercenary the following year and demand that it be disarmed. As for the completion of zero, it is directly canceled number.

Robin didn't take this so-called military terms of service to heart. He never wanted to develop in the Federation for a long time, so he didn't want to pay attention to these terms at all, so he didn't care about the standard value that matched the scale, but directly paid the security deposit and applied for a large mercenary with A-level certification.

After receiving the Jackal military insignia representing the identity of the mercenary from the smiling federal lieutenant, and the electronic magnetic card with identification and connection to the military department's information database, the big stone that had been pressing on Robin's heart finally landed. From then on, he was finally able to let it go.

(To be continued)