"Alas, the days have passed"

Sighing, Count Tata Angyalev Gakha lit the high-end cigarette from his home planet Destanlev Continent at will, and then slumped in his leather seat and swallowed the smoke.

For a high-ranking aristocratic officer like Tata Angyalev, the rules of every inch of land on a starship are a fart, and a luxurious captain's lounge is a must.

For the nobles of the interstellar empire, what could be more important than enjoyment? Oh, except for the glory of the empire and loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor.

Besides, isn't it death to provoke mankind? Since you eat jujube pills, it's better to enjoy them before the pills, right?

That's what Tata Dyarev thought. For him, a high-ranking nobleman of the empire, even if it is a great combat mission, it is not his turn, even as a high-ranking nobleman of the empire, he must unconditionally serve His Majesty the Great Emperor for eighty earth years. In fact, before the start of the Great Expedition of Mankind, he did serve in the Imperial Army and led his own noble fleet to carry out the observation mission "given" by the Imperial Academy of Sciences to observe the original life civilization on a not very remote planet.

This observation alone has been observed for fifty years.

"It's the young guys and the new aristocrats who are rampage through the universe and open up the empire, aren't they? I'm giving up the opportunity to the new nobles! ”

At that time, in the midst of a luxurious ship that was more like a yacht than a warship, Tata Antyalev said this righteously to his lieutenant sent by the Imperial Military Department.

He should have spent the eighty years of service in this way, and then returned to his territory safely to spend all his time drinking and enjoying a good life, but alas. The Great Expedition of Humanity was indeed a bigger event for the Empire, so he was summoned back from all corners by the Emperor just like other high-ranking nobles.

Lord Gaha has many problems. But as a graduate of the Imperial University with a master's degree in history, he knew very well how fierce and powerful the human beings who seemed to differ only from the people of the Empire were the color of their skin.

So he wrote his will before the Confederate fleet carried out the first round of resistance against humanity. If he does, then his sister's three-year-old child will become the heir to his title.

Luckily, he survived.

However, that experience made the Earl more pessimistic in his view, and in just fifteen minutes, a huge fleet of tens of thousands of "capital ships" and other auxiliary ships was completely wiped out before his eyes, and only a few ships survived.

And they, not even where the humans are!

It was a spectacular scene.

The Earl, who was lying in the leather seat, thought to himself.

According to his idea, the empire should run as far as it wants! The lads of the empire are fearless, except in the face of humans. After all, the universe is so big. Why do you need to compete with humans for tens of thousands of light years?

The home planet, while it is indeed important, is nothing compared to the survival of the race? Isn't it a big deal to install a jump engine and send it to the outside? It's not that it can't be done.

For Lord Gaha, whose territory is hundreds of millions of light years away, there is no psychological pressure at all to complain about these great truths. He was 10,000% sure that humans could run that far and have enough power to completely destroy their territory, but humans would never do that, because it was unnecessary.

While it is true that humanity is desperately powerful, their small population still restricts their development. As for the future, that's not what he thinks.

however

The Confederacy still assembled a fleet and seemed to want to come up with a "full-line riot". So as a powerful member of the Confederacy, the Andreev Interstellar Empire naturally has a large number of fleets participating in the war.

Anyway, Lord Earl doesn't know which villain His Majesty the Emperor listened to. The fleet, which assembled almost all of the old nobles and almost as many new nobles, joined the Confederate Grand Fleet with almost half of the Imperial fleet.

Together with other interstellar civilizations, billions of space maneuvering platforms are scattered across several different star sectors ready to attack human expeditionary fleets and homelands at the sound of an order.

Crazy, all crazy!

The Earl thought weakly. When he first heard the news, the Earl also scolded and was excited and indignant, and said nothing else. Who could have organized such a big campaign?

But when the facts were already a foregone conclusion, the Earl seemed to want to open it, and he was completely resigned to his fate.

Billions. Sounds mighty, Lord Earl pouted. After all, it is a question of how many of these debris ships and even carrier-based aircraft can see humans. I'm afraid that the vast majority of them will become space wreckage a few light-years or even tens or even hundreds of light-years away, right?

The only thing that can comfort Lord Earl a little now is probably that such a large combat force is running well so far, at least not killing it first.

"Count Gaha. Our fleet has begun to pull out, and the first attack wave has entered the jump channel. ”

At this time, an indifferent female voice floated out of the personal terminal next to Count Gaha, which was the voice of the captain of his current ship.

The Earl knew that this was the captain reminding him that it was time to enter the position he was supposed to be in and start being a mascot.

"Yes, Madam Captain, I'll be here in a moment."

After hanging up the communication, he flicked the cigarette in his hand to the ground, he ran from his seat without any aristocratic appearance, stepped on the cigarette butt, and after a long sigh and rubbed his otherwise meticulous red hair, he picked up his military hat and walked out of the captain's room. His lieutenants and guards, who were waiting and on guard outside the captain's room, followed their lord and drifted to the war room.

Dozens of minutes later, from this end of the battleship to the center of the battleship, the moment Count Tataanyarev Gakha stepped into the battle room, he felt a sharp gaze sweep over his body.

"Cut, it must be this little of Anjou."

The Earl thought with great certainty in his mind, after all, the only one who dared to look at him like this on this battleship was the captain of the first-class court nobleman Sailan family.

"You're late to Count Gaha."

"Please, please, I didn't say exactly when I would arrive, and you didn't make any specific requests, did you, Captain?" Count Gaha waved his hand and took advantage of the situation to reach his large and comfortable seat. "After all, this Princess Anna is as big as that, with a length of nearly twenty kilometers, which is equivalent to a supercarrier for humans. Naturally, it will take some time to get around. Besides, the warships of the small countries in the second attack wave may not have moved yet. ”

Count Gaha, who was already sitting on it, squinted at Captain Ceran, who was fifty meters to his left.

[It's really a beautiful figure, and the nobles of the court are still a little interesting.] 】

"You"

The beautiful captain decided that it would be better to ignore such people. (To be continued.) )