"Hmm? Where's that so-called Queen of yours? Why isn't she here to meet me personally! "
Looking at the group of Free Kingdom generals dressed in military uniforms of all levels but none of them was the Queen, Gilmei's eyebrows almost shot up as she reprimanded them without any regard for their dignity.
If you were to ask why we were so sure that Queen Gotak wasn't among them, I can only say that if any of these crooked people were Her Majesty the Queen, my worldview would definitely collapse.
"Ignore her." I extended my hand and threw Gilmei to the back. "She is our nanny. But what she said is correct. Where's your Queen? She hasn't shown herself yet. Doesn't it seem a little insincere that she hasn't shown herself? "
It wasn't our fault for being dissatisfied. The Federation Army had fought a bloody battle to help the Free Kingdom recover their lost land, drive away the pirates, and rescue the Queen. She had even used the militia ship to repel the ferocious Empire fleet with great difficulty. Yet, that Queen didn't even show herself. Would it kill you to satisfy the curiosity of others?
Curious, extremely curious. In this country where even the common currency only had a bunch of flowers and grass printed on it and not a single great person's head, I was extremely curious about the Queen who never showed herself.
A flat-chested girl dressed in ancient armor that was definitely unsuitable for the modern battlefield appeared and reprimanded the generals with an unbelievably arrogant tone. Then, a man dressed in street stall goods appeared and threw the flat-chested girl ten meters away. The group of Kingdom generals who had prepared a draft of their official thank-you letter looked at each other in shock. They felt that there was a huge communication barrier between them and the group of people in front of them.
In any case, they didn't know who was the leader of the interstellar troops that saved them. The big ones hid their moral integrity while the small ones hid their liveliness. Under most circumstances, it was difficult for strangers to determine who was in charge when they met for the first time.
At this moment, we could see the other way to use our racial talents. Since a group of humanoid creatures didn't know who to talk to, then a spherical creature would do … That's right, a spherical creature. From the start, I had been looking curiously at a very eye-catching object floating behind the group of exhausted Kingdom generals. It was a huge sphere.
At first, I thought it was some kind of mechanical device. However, it soon proved one thing to us: there were all kinds of strange things in this world. Not to mention the brainless Xing Tian, there were even aliens with brains.
Its entire body was like mercury, and it seemed to have a fully reflective surface. It was about a meter in diameter, and there were no protrusions on its entire body. This was the physical characteristics of this' alien '.' It 'floated between us and Officer Gotak. It floated up and down slightly as a bow. Then, a mechanical voice sounded, "Thank you and your fleet for coming to support us. You have saved Gotak. I am the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, Bibolu."
… That's the advantage of being a species. When faced with a ball, you wouldn't even know where its front was. You didn't even need to consider which one was the real one. As long as it spoke, everyone on our side would think that it was talking to them.
Just as I was about to reply to this interesting Prime Minister, a black silhouette suddenly rushed over. Focusing my eyes, I saw Shallow Shallow happily playing with the floating ball. As she played with it, she exclaimed in surprise, "Ah Jun, Ah Jun! This ball is an alien too? Why does it look like this? Hey, Ah Jun, it had Gotak's national emblem and ribbon painted on its body. It said, 'Hello, alien. Is this your military uniform? How do you usually eat? Are you wearing clothes? We have a guy named God in our family. He used to look just like you, but now he has the shape of a gourd … 'Bang bang.' Shallow Shallow suddenly clenched her fist and pounded on the surface of the huge ball. "It's so hard. Alien, are you a silicon-based lifeform?"
It happened so suddenly that none of the emperors present could react in time. By the time I remembered to pull this crazy lass back, the originally shiny silver ball had already turned lead gray.
"Err, this is a misunderstanding!" I hurriedly explained on the basis of mutual friendliness. "This is her unique way of greeting. That … Your face changed color. Are you alright?"
"Ah, it's alright. Changing color is a normal phenomenon." Completely out of my expectations, the round Prime Minister didn't seem angry at all. "This is also our way of greeting."
I was speechless.
"Because we don't have the unique extended sexual organs that you irregular races have. Thought waves, body color and slight bumps are the common means of our Sikieron race to express our goodwill. The bumps just now reminded me of my hometown …"
I didn't dare to imagine what kind of social form this weird race that relied on bumps to communicate with others was. It should be similar to billiards, right?
Extending my hand once more, I pulled Qian Qian, who was tidying her hair with Bibru's [Full Reflection Outer Shell], into my embrace. I awkwardly said to her, "I want to meet your Queen. She can't possibly refuse to meet her savior, right?"
"Ha, I've figured it out," Gilmei muttered indifferently at the side. "That Queen is obviously the one who was rescued, but now she's putting on airs and wants me to meet her personally? Or could it be that you think that your tattered battleship is very reliable, so much so that you don't even trust my Sky Palace!? "
"… Since when did this place become your home?" I punched Gilmei's head with my knuckles, flattening even the length of her ahoge, which was second only to Saber.
Gold Pickup's foul mouth had been rude time and time again. Even the Gotark military officers, who had been polite all along, revealed looks of indignation. However, Bibolu's body emitted a melodious sound of metal clashing, which made them quiet down.
As expected of the Prime Minister, he could even be used as a wind chime.
"I'm very sorry. Her Majesty also asked me to convey her apologies for not being able to personally come out to express her gratitude to all of you," Bibolu's plump body moved closer to me, as though he had finally confirmed who he should be talking to here. Then, he said in a muffled voice, "Her Majesty's situation is special. She is unable to leave her throne easily. If you trust us, you will understand when you head over to take a look. Her Majesty has invited you into her palace. This is also the original intention of her coming here personally."
"Alright, I will head over to take a look."
I didn't even give the others time to react. The moment Bibolu's voice fell, I immediately agreed.
"Hey! Isn't this too degrading? " Gilmei immediately rushed over, full of energy. "You don't care, but as … as a servant … servant, my dignity has been swept to the ground!"
"The dignity of a nanny?" Medusa, who had almost been dragged to death by this idiot Gold Pickup, ridiculed. Immediately, there was a commotion.
I didn't bother with this bunch of Heroic Spirits who could only cause trouble when they were bored. I had Renault look after the flagship and led a group of higher-ups of the Empire onto the bridge that connected the two spaceships. No one was worried about the other party playing any tricks. They knew that even the 1.2m tall little girl had the power to flatten an entire planet. Renault and the others weren't afraid of any accidents at all.
I was very curious about the Queen. She refused to show her face. Could it be that she was severely autistic? Or could it be that she was a flower?
The interior of the Queen's flagship wasn't as vast and spacious as it looked on the surface. Instead, it was more like a tight and heavy yet slightly cramped bunker. Furthermore, all the walls of the passageways here had neat parallel lines. Other than the main road, the top of the passageways were all vaulted. The structure resembling the veins of a plant connected every connection point that we passed by. It gave off the feeling that the interior of the Queen's flagship was like a huge network of plants. Or should I say … loofah?
Why did I think of this?
"It's different from any of the technological styles in Jedas. This looks like the internal structure of a huge plant after it has withered." The elder sister suddenly leaned over and whispered as Prime Minister Bibolu led us to the express passageway that led directly to the command center. "I have already uploaded it to Tawil. Let's see if there are any records of this technological system in the Empire's database."
"Let's try our luck. Anyway, none of the information that has been uploaded so far has any corresponding records …"
"This passageway leads directly to Her Majesty the Queen's throne." Our conversation was interrupted by the Prime Minister. A large, shiny, silver ball hovered at the entrance of the passageway in front of us. "Standing on the floor that emits blue light, you can travel several kilometers within a minute without worrying about acceleration. This is a technology that we 'learned' from the Shepherd after paying a huge price."
I actually saw a proud "expression" on the "face" of the ball. Is he showing off?
And this technology that we learned from the "Shepherd" — if I'm not mistaken, it should be commonly used by the Schilling Battleship's high-speed ejection passageway. The vector field that allows the ejection body to accelerate to one-third the speed of light without any time difference and inertia? In that case, this thing could be considered a huge knockoff.
With such ridicule in my mind, we stood on the knockoff version of the Schilling Battleship's ejection passageway. Instantly, a ray of blue light shot straight to the command center.
Finally, we stopped in front of a hexagonal prism that was suspended in the middle of an empty, gravity-free field. The only connection to it was the passageway beneath our feet.
The spherical Prime Minister quietly hovered in front of the prism. I didn't see how he operated it, but a spacious door appeared on the prism out of thin air. It was pitch-black inside, and I couldn't see anything. I instantly thought of the word "otaku".
"Please come in. Her Majesty the Queen has been waiting for a long time."
After stepping into this strange "throne", or rather, the control center, we felt gravity again. It was obvious that this prism had an independent artificial gravity device. Although I felt that this design was a pain in the ass, it might have been for security reasons.
As the entrance behind us closed, the faint sound of electricity gradually echoed in the dark space. The pitch-black "throne" instantly lit up, and this strange place finally appeared in front of us.
The ground was as smooth as obsidian, without any gaps or protrusions. This smooth style could be seen on every spaceship in the Queen's Fleet. There seemed to be many energy pipelines beneath it. Light spots resembling fireflies swam rapidly under the obsidian-like ground, forming what looked like a circuit board. The room was extremely spacious, and it was so high that we couldn't see the ceiling. It seemed that other than the outer shell of the prism, this huge room was the only thing that was a hundred meters long. In here, we didn't see the luxurious royal decorations that we had expected, nor did we see the royal guards lined up neatly with loaded guns. There wasn't even any furniture. In the empty room, there was only a huge "throne" in the middle.
A black iron throne, surrounded by countless pipelines, was fixed to the ground. The light spots that had been moving on the ground earlier all gathered at the base of this throne and flowed upwards along the energy pipelines. The throne's armrest extended upwards, gradually splitting and changing shape, finally forming an astonishing, incomparably huge pipeline system. It was as if a plant had suddenly grown countless branches from its roots. The enormous amount of dizzying pipelines extended outwards, finally disappearing into the endless sky above the room. Faintly, I could see many moving light spots above, but I couldn't see them clearly any further.
On this huge, strange, and astonishing throne, sat a young girl dressed in plain clothes.
Her long straw yellow hair hung softly in front of her chest. Her grayish-blue eyes reflected everyone who entered the room. Her slightly pursed lips seemed to be purposely frozen in order to hide all her emotions. Her appearance was elegant and beautiful, but there was no sign of life. It would be a little too much to describe this as a young girl. In fact, she could only be described as a child, but she was the incomparably mysterious Her Majesty the Queen who caused all sorts of guesses.
As we were all observing this strange room, none of us had the time to talk to the "Queen". She just looked at us quietly for almost a minute, and her expression didn't change at all. In fact, I suspected that she didn't even blink. This Queen, who was wearing an ordinary grayish-white dress, looked as strange as Cinderella sitting on the throne. Her entire person had the aura of a statue, and one couldn't help but wonder, "Is this a living person?"
Looking at this strange Her Majesty the Queen, who didn't say a single word, and then looking down at a certain 1.2 meters tall girl, I suddenly pouted and pushed Pandora to the front.
Time passed by one second at a time. Shallow Shallow was lying on the ground chasing after those spots of light, Big Sis was yawning, Visca was looking for candy in my pocket, and I was helping Pandora keep her watch. Pandora seemed to be rather confused, but since there was no order, she naturally went into standby mode and looked at Her Majesty the Queen speechlessly.
"What are you all doing?"
Seven minutes passed by, and a monotonous mechanical voice suddenly echoed in all directions. Her Majesty the Queen, who was sitting on the throne, didn't move an inch, as if she had become one with the throne. However, it was obvious that she was the one speaking.
"Pandora, you win!"
I announced happily as I rubbed my little sister's head, who was still confused, and gave her a lollipop.
Big Sis almost sprained her waist before she could yawn again. "I was wondering what you were doing. Ah Jun, can you be any more boring?"
"Beep beep, beep beep." Pandora continued to be confused, and her stomach was beeping.
"Incomprehensible behavior." Her Majesty the Queen sat still, but her voice filled the entire room. "I'm sorry to meet you in such a manner, but I have to sit here. Otherwise, the entire fleet will go out of control."
"Go out of control?" I was stunned. "What's the original name of the Queen's Fleet? Aren't they all unmanned ships? Could it be that it's just a pretense to boost morale? "
"Artificial intelligence itself is not an unattainable technology." The voice in the air was emotionless, like an answering machine, a bunch of text popping up at the click of an arrow. "However, it is extremely difficult to rely on artificial intelligence to control an entire army, and even to have them fight against the Shepherdians. The peculiar Sikieron family (the prime minister) may be eccentric in form, but they can rely on their own spiritual power and electromagnetic control to create very advanced artificial intelligence systems. However, countless defeats have proven that these systems are vulnerable against the Shepherdians. The Queen's Fleet is under my absolute control, ever since it was born. You are right, the Queen's Fleet that relies on artificial intelligence to fight against the Shepherdians has been a pretense from the beginning."
What the f * ck! Just how skilled was he in micro control? Her Majesty the Queen and the Bubble were equally terrifying creatures! Your APM must be over a hundred thousand, right?
Of course, the other party didn't know why the various expressions on my face were scrolling across the screen. Her Majesty the Queen hadn't finished speaking. "Many facts have proven that the Shepherdians' artificial intelligence has reached, or even far surpassed the standards of human commanders. The Queen's Fleet must set an example to inspire the people, otherwise, the Kingdom of Freedom will collapse in terms of morale."
That's right, Shepherdians … The Empire's artificial intelligence is so powerful. My child's mother has hundreds of millions of avatars on the internet. Usually, when she goes online, the entire country's servers would tremble. The last time she went online, she almost made Baidu's servers come to the conclusion that the number of internet users in the world had exceeded twenty billion. She almost subverted the human internet just by going on Tieba.
However, I didn't expect the Queen's Fleet to have such a secret. Furthermore, the information that the young lady on the throne revealed was even more intriguing. Shepherdians, the Kingdom of Freedom, the war-torn universe, everything was so complicated and the breakthrough seemed to be on the little Queen in front of me.
"Hey, it seems like we have a lot to talk about today. You seem to be very happy and even eager to tell us a lot of secrets." I took out my Eternal Artifact from my personal space. It was a custom-made folding stool made of interstellar alloy for traveling, killing, and arson. I sat down and pulled a few other beauties with me to form a circle. "Don't be surprised, this is the custom of our world. Do you mind telling me your name, Your Majesty the Queen? Take it as a sign of sincerity. "
The young lady on the throne looked forward calmly. Her slow and hesitant voice echoed in the air. "Name … I haven't used it for a very long time. How many years have passed in my memory? My name is only Your Majesty the Queen … But if you really need such a nickname to get used to it, then please use this pronunciation … Anduin? Funa? Orvega? Porpurus? Sardoenvanidi? Masaville? Lanrolanla? Miorgaishi? Turrenso … "
I … Should I go have a drink or two first?
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