"So, what is the fate of Mr. Conrad, Mother?"

[Thank you Enrique Barbatos, he saved Conrad's life with the urgent document that needed to be reported immediately, and I can't really communicate with their genetic father in front of the Eighth Legion: at least not yet.] 】

“……”

"What kind of document would be urgent enough to interrupt the conversation between the two primitives?"

[I don't know, because I didn't listen: I let Conrad go out and talk slowly with his sons about their legions: Remember, my Aniah, there are some things that are the Midnight Lords' own business, and have nothing to do with us. 】

"But, after all, it's Conrad."

【…… So? 】

"So...... Hmmm......"

Virgo paused: she crossed her hands, her back behind her back, her fingertips curled up together grinding against each other, wiping away the sticky beads of sweat in between, and it took a long time like this for the maid of the original body to organize her own words.

"Your Excellency Conrad, after all, he has been on your ship for so many years, and among all your brothers, his closeness to you can be ranked among the top three, and it can even be said that he is the closest one: after all, His Excellency Johnson still knows you very little."

【……】

Morgan raised an eyebrow, she certainly understood what her daughter was trying to say.

[So, you mean: I shouldn't be too hands-off on Conrad, but should continue to focus on him and his legion as I did before?] 】

"You managed to make that bastard your closest brother."

[That's true.] 】

Morgan nodded.

That's why. 】

[So, my trusty Aniah: Do you think Conrad will not feel which of my actions are genuinely concerned about him, and which of my actions are in the name of relationships, wanting to meddle in the internal affairs of the Eighth Legion? 】

“……”

[Maybe only the wolf shepherd god Horus would do such a thing, wantonly meddling in other legions under the banner of concern: but I think even Horus, theoretically, would not carry out such a stupid act, how could there be a primordial who could not be aware of this kind of behavior of mixing sand into his own legion?] 】

[If Horus really dares to cross other primordial bodies and meddle in the command and even internal affairs of other legions, not to mention that this kind of behavior will only attract him the resentment of a brother, just talk about the behavior itself: just like an unsocial writer, in a long group creation, with his own ideas, let an already contradictory character have a bad plot with a great sense of image tearing. 】

[What's more: even if we make the ugly reality clearer.] 】

The original sneered.

[The Far Eastern Frontier is the closest imperial region to Nostramo, and I am Conrad's closest brother, not to mention that neither the Eighth Legion nor the Midnight Ghost are known for their excellent domestic affairs abilities: that is, if they want to expand themselves, moving closer to me is the most feasible option. 】

[In that case, then why should I take the initiative to do this? 】

“…… What do you mean? ”

"Shouldn't we pay too much attention to the Eighth Legion or Conrad from now on?"

[Yes, that's it.] 】

The original nodded.

[Just as I completed the second half of the Nostramo satellite project with great ease, there was not even the slightest twist and turn to write about: the story of the Eternal Night Star is over, and what Conrad wants to do with his hometown is his own business, and I don't think the world will pop up with more problems.] 】

[Cross the Nostramo, or even the Midnight Ghost that will roam the Dawn, for this chapter of the story has passed: we have to look forward, and there may be new brothers ahead, and new problems they bring with them, waiting for us.] 】

[As for Conrad......]

[Believe in my educational results, if something really goes wrong, then the kid will naturally tell me.] 】

"Then we still have to record all of Conrad's words and deeds as before: after all, although His Excellency Conrad already has his own Midnight Lord legion, judging by his personality and his relationship with you, he will definitely visit the Aurora often."

【……】

The original thought for a moment.

[Of course, but be passive.] 】

"What do you mean?"

[If Conrad is serious about telling you something, then you must record it, and you can never delete it, and if he speaks in a joking tone with you, then when you clear the memory, it is no problem to take care of those memories.] 】

"And what if, there are some things he won't tell me?"

[How can you possibly know what you won't tell you?] 】

“……”

"Yes, Mother, I see."

Virgo thought for a moment, then obediently lowered her head, the eldest daughter's meekness and a little bit of meekness still satisfied the genotype, and she stroked the top of Virgo's head as a temporary reward.

[So now, now that our problem has been solved, why don't we bring my afternoon tea, Aniah, I'm a little hungry, it's time to replenish my calories.] 】

"Understood, Mother."

[By the way: Considering that I am now a little tired after work, remember to prepare a little lighter when you prepare afternoon tea, and don't put so much sugar and oil. 】

"Understood, Mother."

——————

"But then again, Mother."

"It's been a long time since you've made a strange request like this: I have the impression that your request for afternoon tea has always been a normal amount of sugar and a little more protein, rather than less sugar and less oil as it is now."

"Does the Nostramo thing really make you so tired?"

"What's wrong with your state?"

[Not a state.] 】

The original body is spread on its own throne.

[I'm just a little out of appetite. 】

“…… Wow."

"Worse, I think we need to gather all the Apothecaries of the Dawnbreaker Legion for a serious discussion about this: I've seen you angry, discouraged, and tired in all those years, or too tired to lift even a finger in battle, but I've never seen you lose your appetite."

Virgo, babbling about her own little worries, took the metal goblet filled with hot milk in both hands, and poured the delicious drink into the delicate teacup on the table: the delicacy of the genotype, if the teacup was turned upside down, it could be used as a helmet for the Dawnbreakers.

Then, the maid of the original body took out a pot of sugar from her dining table, took out a spoon, carefully poured it into the same large sugar jar a few times, shook the white sugar cubes inside, and poured the last stream of brain into the hot milk in the teacup, until the last white sugar also jingled in the sugar jar, and slowly fell down, splashing.

"Is that all, Mother?"

Virgo frowned.

[yes, I don't really want to drink something too sweet today.] 】

The original nodded, and she slumped into her throne, looking up at the ceiling dotted with star-stellar lanterns, chewing on a feeling of weakness that suddenly flooded her heart.

[What's today's refreshment?] 】

Virgo bows and answers fluently.

"According to your request, a total of 300 egg tarts, including 100 plain flavors, 100 blueberry or cranberry filling, and 100 creamy ones, the puff pastry on the outside has been processed to the point of fluffiness according to your special requirements, and the filling on the inside is still hot."

【…… Only three hundred? 】

The original object raised an eyebrow.

[That's the amount, which of my teeth do you want to stuff, Aniah?] 】

"Forgive me, Mother, but you have a meeting in fifteen minutes, and we need at least five or six minutes to prepare for the meeting: the rest of the time is just enough for you to settle your afternoon tea."

[Hmm...... Okay. 】

The original body snorted softly and booked today's supper for himself in his heart, but when the Lord of Avalon put the first egg tart in his mouth, the taste of the food still washed away the depression in Morgan's heart.

[Hmm, it tastes pretty good: I didn't expect you to actually do this, how did you do it?] 】

"We consulted with the Resident Sages of the Casting World Reza, and they have developed a corresponding diet machine for this reason: the Sages of the Casting World Reza said that small problems of daily life like this are also very common in their Casting World, and it turns out that plasma is the best solution to all these problems."

[So the egg tarts I eat are all taken out of the plasma furnace? 】

"It happened suddenly, so the sages generously contributed their kitchen and utensils, and temporarily removed a plasma engine from one of their small transport ships to use as the energy system that keeps the kitchenware running."

[Sounds really good, maybe we can promote this kitchenware system.] 】

"In fact, Mother: The Resident Sages of the Casting World Reza already have their own exclusive canteen on the Aurora, and they have been trying to invite some of the Daybreakers close to them to their canteen to eat, or to attract investment in the remaining stalls in the canteen, but so far, it has not worked well."

"The sages felt that maybe the audience for the [Gasoline Wire Bisque] they launched as a signature product of the canteen was not as wide as they thought, and some of the sages decided to try to launch a new product [Gear Sandwich] to see the effect in the market."

【……】

[Is there still a market for this thing?] 】

"Of course."

Virgo nodded: Morgan's eldest daughter seemed to know more about some of the battleship's daily life than the genoplasm, which had a lot of busy things and was inclined towards laziness and mystery in itself.

"Prior to this, according to your instructions, there were many non-belonging canteens on the Aurora, or free space left for the construction of the canteen area, but the number of Daybreakers stationed on this battleship, and the number of mortal auxiliaries, was far less than initially expected, so after discussion, the Dawnbreaker's Provisional Council decided to donate these areas freely to the legion forces who were willing to run a canteen."

"Whether it's a Daybreaker warrior, or a mortal assistant, or something else."

【……】

[What do you mean: During this period of time that I didn't notice, on my Dawning Goddess, there were actually a lot of food suppliers with local characteristics? 】

"Yes, the [Green Hell Restaurant] built by the Katachan jungle fighters is the most popular of them, although the casualty rate in this restaurant is high, but it has been bursting in popularity, so that the council has to temporarily build a high-standard medical treatment station next to this restaurant, which accepts at least three digits of diners who are harmed in the restaurant every day."

[The restaurant didn't go out of business? 】

"In the last three quarters, the performance has increased by at least seventy-five percent, and I even hear that quite a few Daybreakers, even the Old Guards and the Le Fay Knights, will order takeaway from the restaurant."

However, although the restaurant has always been very popular, it rarely opens itself, and according to the chefs, all the ingredients are transported from their home planet: the transportation itself is not a problem, but the acquisition of these ingredients is ...... A certain degree of difficulty. ”

"So, [Green Hell] is actually a very high-end restaurant, and even diners like the Old Guard or the Knights of Le Fay need to make reservations in advance: sometimes even for months."

【……】

"In addition, a restaurant with a mystical theme that does not even have a name, built by Lord Aliman, is also an evergreen on the ship, and it is said that His Excellency Aliman has a batch of ancient menus that can even be traced back to the Age of Dark Technology."

"Rumor has it that the ambassadors left behind by the First Legion have a signature on your favorite food and drink menu from your time with the Dark Angel Legion, according to Lord Luthor, and their small restaurant is also running well: though we don't know for sure if this restaurant exists, it's more of an urban rumor."

"And in recent times, the fastest growing restaurant is the Otrama-style restaurant, which was formed by the Ortrama mortals who followed the Ultramarine's diplomatic team to the Aurora: some mortals stayed here for work, and they used the restaurant as a way to remember their homeland."

【……】

[Aniah.] 】

"I'm here."

[Later today, make an appointment for me to take out: just make an appointment with the most popular takeout in those restaurants, and the takeaway address is selected in the office of Lana, push the door open, and the office is on the right hand side. 】

"Understood."

[By the way, cash on delivery.] 】

"Shall I pay?"

The original body laughed.

[The address is Lana's office, what do you pay?] When the time comes, just go get my food for me, and don't let that guy from Lana throw away my supper. 】

“……”

"Understood."

(End of chapter)