……

At the same time.

On the Holy Terra, the crowd of people who had no idea that someone had entered the Martian labyrinth to take the Void Dragon away was in a meeting.

The Supreme Qing of the High Lord's Council sat on an equal footing with Qin Mo and his party.

Opposite the twelve Supreme Secretaries is the high-level of the Tyrone Star District, and the two sides are facing each other.

On the north side of the building of the High Lords' Council, sitting north and facing south are the imperial regent and war marshal, namely Ryan and Killiman.

And behind the sons of the gods, who are regarded as primordial beings, are golden statues of human emperors.

Qin Mo's body is not here.

Qin Mo, who was thought to be the Lord of Tyrone in front of him, was actually just an illusory projection.

The projection that was very illusory to Qin Mo's body was actually an illusory shadow that was projected onto everyone's senses, but there was no difference between this shadow and the ontology in the eyes of others.

When the projection made the action of picking up the water glass, the water cup did not move, but in the eyes of others, it was a person who picked up the water cup and took a sip, which was extremely real.

Qin Mo could also observe through projection, and Qin Mo, who was returning to Terra, separated a part of his consciousness for observation.

On the opposite side of the High Lord's Council, there were a total of twelve Supreme Lords.

Under normal circumstances, it is twelve supreme kings, and in special cases, it will be thirteen, such as when welcoming Kiliman and the lion king.

Not to treat the current situation as a special case, this is a means for the High Lords' Council to gain decency.

"Collecting engines as tithes was the practice ten years ago, and the Empire will change the content of tithes."

"We accept. But the question is how much will the changed tithes be charged? ”

"The Ministry of Internal Affairs is discussing it, and the results will be available in at least a year."

"We suggest that the Empire discuss a concrete plan as soon as possible. However, we also have a requirement that the empire must have a 30% usage rate of the dimensional engine after the tithe change. ”

The discussion about taxation was anticipated in the internal meeting of the Star Sector, and Tyrone could accept a change in tithes.

The reason is that Kiliman is about to start a drastic change of empire, and he needs resources and leverage.

As for the issue of paying taxes, with the blessing of Tyrone's management model and scientific and technological level, the amount of taxes paid to the star districts in the twenty worlds is equivalent to the amount paid by the star districts with the highest tithe tax in the empire today.

But in reality, the Empire will not set the highest tithes for the sector.

Even if Kiliman didn't care about it, he wouldn't pay too much.

Because Agrippina forged the world ruler Sage Vic, I don't know what way to find a way, and got a special tax exemption for the star district, and now even the dimensional engine can't pay much.

As for the Empire, the Sector pays a real tithe, which is a cut of the total output of the Sector......

Don't even think about it.

"Fifty percent of the Dimension Engine usage ......"

The representative of the navigator looked at Kiliman.

They hadn't expected Tyrone to ask for this, and it was hard to do.

But the others didn't react, and Kiliman didn't squeak.

"Let's discuss it slowly, anyway, we haven't even discussed the result of whether to change the tithe."

"Yes, we have to discuss it slowly, but we have to be clear to you. If you don't accept engine usage, then you can use it for our tithing, either. ”

Speaking on behalf of the Star Sector was Anruida.

Qin Mo remained silent.

In the eyes of others, this Lord of Tyrone must be contemplating the future of the Star Sector.

But in reality it is not.

Qin Mo looked at the twelve supreme kings of the High Lord's Council, and suddenly thought of the rat man of the Ancient Warhammer next door.

Humanity has a Council of Thirteen High Lords.

The Nezumi have a Council of Thirteen.

The Council of High Lords is normally twelve people.

The Council of Thirteen of the Nezumi is also twelve, for the thirteenth seat is the Great Horned Rat, and the Holy Number of the Great Horned Rats is thirteen.

Nezumi are numerous and extremely hostile to alien races.

Humans are numerous and extremely hostile to xenomorphs.

So......

Qin Mo, who was attending the meeting, was still expressionless, but the Qin Mo body that controlled him was already smiling.

"There's not much to say about the expansion of your sector."

The Supreme Ministers unanimously decided to skip the topic of Tyrone's expansion.

This was the only thing that could be agreed upon within the High Lords' Council, and with Killman.

The Tyrone Sector is expanding, both at its inception and now, without consulting the Empire or allowing it.

As for the matter of the integration period of Tyrone ten years ago, it was a bad debt, and the things of those annexed star sectors were nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation.

However, not everyone wants to skip this topic at this point.

The commander of the empire said he wanted to speak.

"You must expand next, but there is a world that you cannot swallow."

"That's the home planet of my lion guards."

Ryan mentioned the planet he had inexplicably teleported to after he woke up, and he also led the people there to resist the fraudster fragments, and Qin Mo took down the fraudster fragments by dividing them by two, which was also an important reason why Ryan suspected him.

"Why, honorable commander?" Anruida asked respectfully.

The expression of acceptance flashed across Ryan's face, and he replied, "Because that world is under my protection." ”

"With all due respect, it's not." Anrida said as she took out a wad of paper and handed it to the slaves of the High Lords' Council to distribute it.

That's a record of Tyrone's naval operations.

"As you can see, in the past time, the planet that the Warlord spoke of has suffered two crises, one by gene stealers, and one by the Spirit Clan pirates."

"Both crises were resolved by the First Fleet's patrol fleet stationed in the eastern part of Tyrone, so it's clear that you're not protecting the world, as you say."

After Anrida had finished explaining the facts, Ryan was not angry, but fell into a troubled contemplation.

For some reason, Ryan remembered what happened to his brothers' home planets.

Those encounters are just like now, even if the world that has been patronized by me is still a piece of chicken feathers.

The place where Corax in the original form grew up was a mining world, where the vast majority of the people on the planet were miners, struggling under the brutal management of the overseers.

Although Corax did not have adoptive parents like Killiman, he had workers to take care of him, and they squeezed out some food and clothing to raise Corax, and taught him the truth.

But when Corax returned to his home planet after the Great Expedition, he found that the home planet had not changed, and it was still the same.

The workers are still struggling with their toil.

The uprising also failed.

Coetzes too, the fear he created curbed the evil on his home planet, but he went business as usual.

As for Anglon's home planet, the Emperor compromised with the slave owners, and the rebellious gladiators were rebels in both the slave owners and the Empire.

Ryan knew all about these things, and he was proud that he had created a peaceful environment for the Calibans by killing the Caliban's behemoths before his unkind father could find them, though it was later discovered that the behemoths could insulate the Calibans from the effects of chaos to some extent.

Ryan thinks his father has a hard time.

After all, the Great Expedition was too urgent.

However, this is the case, and most of the primordial home planets are not very good, so it is obvious that the ownership of the world outside of the Tyrone sector is better off not falling into the hands of the Empire.

Ryan originally wanted to make that world a world of the Dark Angel Warband, because the subordinate worlds of the Astarte Warband did not have heavy taxes.

Originally, he thought so.

But when he returned to Terra, he didn't think so.

"I've changed my mind." Ryan rubbed his gray hair and shook his head, "For my sake, be nice to them." ”

(End of chapter)