Stars for the good Warhammer

"No! We absolutely do not agree with this! The power of the Kemler family is hereditary and unchangeable by the Terra government."

On the huge communication screen, the man dressed luxuriously and tall and capable was expressing his dissatisfaction with the most intense words, and his eyes transformed by prosthetics burst into undisguised anger, as if he wanted to eat the person in front of him.

"You outsiders can't take away our right to rule the planet with just one sentence! Of course I understand! You are just conveying false orders in the name of His Majesty! In short, we will use force to defend our world!"

The man in the picture was accusing the alliance official wearing the archon's robe at the other end of the screen, and next to him, a slightly fat man in gorgeous clothes was looking at the arrogant imperial noble in the center of the screen with a slightly worried look.

"We are already preparing for war! Anyone who dares to get closer will be fired back by our planetary defense platform! I advise you to take care of yourself! Communication ended!"

As the voice fell, the ruler of the Keml world cut off the video communication. At the same time, the laser defense platforms in the high-altitude orbit around Keml's main star and the two nearby satellites had already activated the fire control system and locked the spaceship where the group was.

Hearing the lock alarm from the bridge, the fat man who had been rubbing the amethyst cane in his hand from the beginning couldn't help but speak, and suggested to the alliance official beside him in a slightly worried tone.

"My lord, I think we should leave here temporarily? You also saw that the Keml family has assembled a large fleet, and we are far less in number than them."

As he spoke, the man glanced outside the battleship with his peripheral vision. At this moment, near the orbit of Keml's main star, a family joint fleet consisting of three moon-class cruisers and a dozen small battleships had already deployed their formation. The Alliance facing them only had seven warships, most of which were small escort ships.

About two seconds later, the taciturn Archon finally spoke.

"Please don't worry, Lord Abelard. You just need to stand here and quietly appreciate what is going to happen next."

Abelard, that is the name of the slightly fat man holding a crystal staff. As a famous wandering merchant in the Sun Star Domain, he had accidentally revealed the Ash Alliance's desire to trade with the Empire Star Domain market during a communication with the Alliance envoy named Xia Mier not long ago.

Hearing this news, Abelard, who had personally experienced the magic of the Alliance's technological products, immediately smelled a business opportunity. He was almost certain that those fantastic products that could greatly help daily life must have a huge market in the circles of the empire's civilians and even nobles. If those technologies could be promoted, the entire human empire's society would surely usher in a qualitative leap, and perhaps this could bring a slight change to the present.

Therefore, even though the situation in the Nakmond Corridor was still very chaotic, Abelard, as a wandering merchant, still led the caravan to the dark side of the empire described by the Terra government as "hell" and ruled by an "authoritarian force". He also came with a mission to find an answer for the empire.

However, when the wandering merchant fleet successfully arrived at Haven through the Farrows Lighthouse, what appeared in front of them was a scene as prosperous as the Sun Star Region, which was far from what the state church priests had advertised.

As for the daily life of the local people, it is very different from the rumors. People enjoy the convenience brought by the fantastic technology and welcome every day of life with hope in their daily work and study. This is a scene rarely seen in other places.

Under the leadership of several alliance officials who have been waiting for a long time, Abelard gradually realized that the lady named Chamuel did not just come to him by chance. The alliance is obviously looking for a spokesperson for itself in the empire.

Just after he proposed the idea of ​​going to the alliance capital city [Anthem Throne] for business negotiations, these cold-as-machine alliance archons took the merchants on their spacecraft and then set off to this edge galaxy in the three hundred worlds, a battlefield where a war to recover territory is ongoing.

According to the archons, the mysterious leader of the alliance seems to have something to show him, and claims that the Anthem Throne will come here soon.

The Anthem Throne will come here? Isn't that the name of the alliance capital? So how can it be.

Although he felt a little skeptical about this, Abelard finally swallowed these questions because this is the home of the alliance.

He was curious about what kind of surprise these strange guys had prepared for him.

After an unknown amount of time, under the curious gaze of the merchant, he saw a pale blue portal flickering above the main star of Keml, as if a wormhole was suspended above the fortress world.

When the light gradually faded away, a huge shadow of a building complex suddenly appeared in the empty orbital space, like a mirage, as if the gorgeous palace complex carved out of crystal even made the magnificent Terra Palace look a little pale in comparison.

What makes Abelard unbelievable is that as the shadow gradually becomes clearer, its huge figure as big as a continent actually blocks the light of the star and casts a patch of shadow on the surface of the planet. This is enough to prove that that thing Not a phantom, but a real galactic miracle.

The behemoth that suddenly appeared above the planet was obviously beyond the expectations of the Kemer family fleet. It was like an ancient giant stepping into a children's playground. The frightened defenders turned towards the behemoth in orbit. The giant creature made a tentative attack.

However, the only response to them was the devastating saturation firepower of Optimus Castle. Under the firepower of thousands of high-power laser arrays spread across every corner of the fortress, in less than a minute, the originally huge fleet and all the equipment were destroyed. The armed defense platform turned into piles of space junk floating in the gravity orbit in front of the giant.

Not long after the outer defenses of the planet were removed, a main fleet consisting of seventeen battleships also arrived over Keml through a short jump. While the fleet carried out intensive bombing, tens of thousands of The landing force was also ready.

In less than half an hour, thanks to the alliance's huge technological advantage, a planet that had become a fortress completely lost its resistance, allowing the light spear weapons launched by the fleet to plow the ground repeatedly like rakes. Again, until there is no more obvious threat on the ground.

The Alliance's methods are cruel, but also extremely efficient. This is their usual style of doing things. Abelard had heard this from other businessmen before arriving at the Alliance.

During the process of territorial expansion, once a planet is judged to have lost the value of communication, the Alliance's fleets and soldiers will ruthlessly kill every rebel with scalpel-like precision until the old ruling power is completely destroyed. All traces of its existence, a process they called purification.

Although Abelard considered himself a devout believer in the state religion and was absolutely loyal to the human emperor, in the face of the current power displayed by the alliance, for the first time he had doubts about that great empire. A hint of doubt.

Those Terran councilors who claim to conquer the Alliance by force, do they really see the facts?

Perhaps the Alliance Lord wanted to take this opportunity to demonstrate his strength in front of his own witness, in order to remind some of the brainless officials on Terra.

"This is truly spectacular!"

"I once had the privilege to see the entire Phalanx at close range above Terra. At that time, I thought it was the greatest creation in the entire galaxy, but now it seems that this concept is outdated."

After witnessing the absolute dominance of the Sky Castle, although the violence of that thing frightened him, Abelard could not help but praise him, trying to draw him closer. The distance between the two alliance consuls was a habit he had developed as a businessman.

However, in the face of praise, the man in simple robes just stared ahead with a cold face. From the beginning to the end, there was no unnecessary emotion on his face. That lifeless look called Abelard He felt a discomfort, as if he was communicating with a dead person or a machine.

At the same time, the Alliance soldiers accompanying them also gave people a strange feeling. These guards wearing helmets and fully enclosed composite armor never spoke, even in the face of Abelard's initiative. The same is true for questioning, which is simply more closed-minded than those of the Kriegs.

I have to say that everything here is really weird.

In a moment, under the guidance of the consul, Abelard and his entourage were brought to the bridge.

"On behalf of the Lord of the Alliance, I welcome you all to come from afar."

The speaker is a delicate girl who is as delicate as a porcelain doll. She has a voice as melodious as a lark. She has long white hair hanging down around her waist and looks quite dreamy. Her slightly childish appearance looks like she is only about sixteen or seventeen years old. He looks like a man, but the navy blue uniform makes him look majestic.

"You can call me Gray Wind. I will be responsible for the negotiations with the Traders Alliance on behalf of the alliance."

Gray wind?

The other party is the adjutant who always accompanies the Lord of the Alliance? There are also some private rumors that she is the other party's wife.

I didn't expect that the other party was so young, almost like a little girl.

The appearance of the other party obviously made several businessmen accompanying him feel dissatisfied. Perhaps in the eyes of these people, the person negotiating with them should be the leader of the alliance, and not the little one who is not older than their granddaughter. Girl, that makes some of them feel slighted.

As the leader of the Chamber of Commerce, Abelard naturally noticed this, and in order to ease the atmosphere at the scene, he immediately bent down towards the girl in front of him.

"It is an honor to meet you, Abelard of the Wilson family salutes you."

As he spoke, the fat man's face was filled with smiles.

Soon, after the two parties sat down at the conference table, in order to prevent the night from only hearing more, Abelard said straight to the point the purpose of his group before other colleagues spoke.

"We came here this time at the invitation of Ms. Chamel. Our purpose is to obtain the sales rights for a category of products produced by the alliance, including [medical suits]."

"We have heard that in the battlefield of Vigilance Star not long ago, Lord Calgar, the chapter leader of the Ultramarines, was raided by the forces of Chaos and fell into a near-death state. Later, it was the medical suit that saved his life. "

"Not long ago, Ms. Chamier showed us the magic of that creation. We are very sure that with our sales channels, these technological products will be able to bring astronomical profits to both of us."

In order to prove his point, Abelard also specially provided additional explanations.

"In fact, we had already received many pre-orders from the Ultramarines Chapter before we set off. Those Astartes monks, especially the Honor Guards around the Primarch, have great expectations for this item. interest."

When he heard this, the girl named Gray Wind in front of him didn't make any obvious expression. He just glanced at Abelard who was talking endlessly with a bored look on his face.

"Oh, by the way, regarding the price, we plan to use Sky Eagle coins."

However, he didn't wait for the fat man to finish speaking.

"The Alliance doesn't need that kind of thing. We plan to use goods exchange to trade materials, such as unrefined ore or various metal products that can be smelted."

"Ore and metal products for smelting?"

"Yes, the Alliance will maintain a permanent stable channel in the Nachmund Corridor for the free passage of merchant ships on the other side of the rift. As long as you can raise this amount of compressed ore for the Alliance in the future, then the Lord of the Alliance will be very happy. I am willing to develop a series of long-term cooperation with you. ”

As he spoke, a large amount of gray-white gravel began to gather on the table, and soon a data pad with detailed calculations appeared in front of Abelard.

After carefully reading the contents, the businessmen present could not help but let out a burst of exclamation.

"Your Majesty the God Emperor! This number has almost caught up with the empire's internal affairs department's annual tax revenue."

After carefully reviewing the contents, the smile on Abelard's face disappeared.

After a moment of silence, he finally decided to ask the crucial question for the Human Empire.

"I'm curious."

"What exactly do you plan to use these things for?"

"Can you please tell us what the purpose of a giant like the Alliance is?"

"What exactly are you planning to bring about? Change?"

"Or destruction?"