"The cruisers need to be requisitioned, so they cannot be delivered at the moment; I can understand that."
"But why did you only send the ships and not the Navigators?"
Sith naturally knew that these traders were out to extract more profit from him, not acting out of the goodness of their hearts, so there was really no need for him to be polite.
Faced with Sith's questioning, Kairo showed not the slightest dissatisfaction; instead, he became even more respectful, reciting the excuse he had prepared in advance:
"The Navigators were supposed to arrive with the ships, but we were worried about your defensive pressure, my lord, so we gritted our teeth and sent the ships first; the Navigators will follow closely behind."
Sith raised his eyes slightly; after all that, the lack of Navigators was apparently out of consideration for him.
Too lazy to waste words on something the other party had already decided, he handed the warship manifest to Yuwa as well, while adding to Ana on the other side:
"I see there are enough parts and materials to fully repair the Sword-class. Repair the Sword-class as soon as possible; I will need every warship to enter combat soon."
Ana nodded, immediately turning with Yuwa to begin work. Afterward, Sith looked at Kairo, who was waiting below. Although he was annoyed that the man was stalling him with the Navigators, Sith watched him for a moment, let out a soft breath, and then... a cordial expression appeared on his face.
"Thank you for your timely help."
Sith said with a smile. After all, this was an obvious show of investment and goodwill, and Sith could only respond with a welcoming and friendly attitude.
Otherwise, if anyone else wanted to invest in him in the future, they would hesitate once they thought about the response Kairo received.
Seeing Sith's accepting attitude, Kairo's face immediately lit up with the great joy of a completed mission.
His already humble posture nearly pressed itself completely against the floor.
"It is the honor of our 'Farromore' family to serve Lord Sith."
Sith'smiled' and raised a hand to signal that there was no need for such formalities. Then, facing what seemed to be the beginning of a mutual flattery session, Sith, who truly disliked such sycophancy, quickly looked at Bruno:
"Have the kitchen prepare a dinner; I wish to host Mr. Kairo."
Bruno nodded and immediately turned to leave with decisive action.
But just as he turned, Sith suddenly raised his hand: "Also, for that live cow, have the kitchen slaughter and cook it immediately, and serve it with the other fresh meat to the Black Watch."
Bruno nodded crisply upon hearing this; only Kairo, whose smiling face was below, froze in astonishment.
He glanced up slightly to cautiously peek at Sith, and confirming that the man was not joking, Kairo had no choice but to retract his gaze.
After all, this live cow had been sent with the personal approval of that person in the Segmentum Solar, and Kairo had never eaten such a thing in his entire life.
He had hoped to savor it with Sith, but Sith had turned around and given it all to his own veterans.
After speaking, Sith stood up, making himself look as genuinely enthusiastic as possible, and invited Kairo to the banquet.
Soon, as Omiya III moved to the other side of the gas giant, the light of the star illuminated the planet once again. In a great hall atop the Tower Top, Sith, accompanied by Kairo, Davi Luo, and other important attendants, began an exquisite banquet prepared entirely from fresh ingredients.
Faced with such an absolutely luxurious banquet, Bruno, a local from Alert Star who had never seen such things, almost instantly got into the mood.
His nose was flushed red from drinking, and he kept pulling Kairo aside to brag loudly.
Kairo could only deal with him while trying his best to edge closer to Sith.
It wasn't until Bruno mentioned Aeldari pirates that Kairo felt a flicker of fear and looked at Bruno.
"You don't know, I've never seen such stupid xenos."
"I feel they really aren't as smart as Orks; at least Orks know to fire a volley before charging in."
"They actually just jumped right in front of us and then lined up to die."
"But it's strange, how have such suicidal xenos managed to survive until now?"
Bruno wore a look of genuine confusion. Confirming that he wasn't being targeted, Kairo let out a sigh of relief, while a wry smile that he couldn't suppress appeared on his face.
He didn't dare to speak, keeping the wry smile, and inwardly retorted: "Is it possible that if they had known about you bunch of fiends, they wouldn't have come even if you beat them to death!"
Kairo thought this to himself, and seeing that Bruno was finally starting to lose steam, he quickly stepped forward, preparing to flatter Sith once more.
However, the sky outside the previously bright windows darkened once again.
Kairo thought the gas giant had blocked the light again, but Sith, who had been diligently enjoying the food, suddenly stopped, and even the tipsy Bruno suddenly opened his bright, clear eyes, showing no signs of drunkenness at all.
Kairo was puzzled by the sudden shift in the atmosphere in the hall, and then, as everyone looked toward the window.
Sith withdrew his gaze, swallowed the last piece of steak, and put down his knife and fork.
The windows opened at this moment; outside, alarms were blaring everywhere, and the distant star hung high in the sky. However, what was obscuring the light was not the gas giant, but a boundless shadow that was constantly approaching!
The Tyranid Swarm had finally arrived...
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