The Emperor’s Angel of Death

“This”

Doral's tone was still mild, but the content was very firm. In the past, if someone had spoken to them like this, it would have made the arrogant governors furious. However, Doral's power made them wary.

However, deep down, both Aberhak and Klarahek were starting to feel dissatisfied. Were they being treated like subordinates?

But before they could answer, Doral said a lot more, mostly about the arrangements the Royal Court had for Comorragh. The two governors had no choice but to listen.

“One last thing.”

Suddenly, Doral turned to the side, and the two saw the door at the end of the carpet suddenly open, and a mighty figure walked in.

Aberhak and Klarahek both felt an aura of control and nobility emanating from this giant, even causing Klarahek to feel a desire to submit. Aberhak also widened his eyes.

Beneath the robe was a body so strong it seemed out of place in Commorragh. The massive frame towered over them, and looking up was an insult to a governor, but they had no choice. The face was broad, with hard, chiseled lines. Both of them had seen countless humans, even Space Marines, and could immediately recognize the type of face, but even so, they dared not speak disrespectfully.

Because of those eyes, black eyes, just a glance seemed to set their sinful souls ablaze.

At this moment, Aberhak and Klarahek were both regretting their decision. If they had known he would be here, they would never have come. This Phoenix Lord was ten thousand times more terrifying than Vect! Although they had made preparations, they realized that their preparations were useless in the face of this figure. Neither the revival of the Bloodbrides nor the emergency escape device could save them now.

In other words, their lives were already in the hands of the other party, which was something no governor wanted to face.

“Greetings—”

Klarahek, trembling, was about to speak, but was interrupted.

“Now that you two are here, it means you are willing to join the great cause of the Eternal Court and overthrow Vect, the tumor and source of corruption rooted in the heart of Comorragh. I am also willing to give you the trust you deserve.”

When the gigantic Phoenix Lord spoke, his voice made the two governors' hearts pound. In the past, they needed the pain of slaves to satisfy their soul's hunger, but now, facing this giant, they felt their souls rolling in flames. It wasn't pain, but it carried a sense of scorching.

Klarahek couldn't look directly at the burning gaze and was the first to kneel on one knee.

“Klarahek, of the Luquiex Bor of Comorragh, greets the great Phoenix Lord.”

“But there is still much work to be done, and I cannot be distracted by trivial matters. Both of you are governors with enough weight and status in Comorragh, and I will treat you as my right-hand men.”

Soshiyan smiled and clapped his hands, and then Duran walked in, holding a shining Grail.

“You two only need to drip a drop of blood into it, and if you encounter an irreparable crisis, you can save your lives.”

Aberhak and Klarahek exchanged glances, both seeing the strong suspicion in each other's eyes. They had both climbed to their current positions through treachery in Comorragh and were very familiar with such tricks.

It was said to be insurance, but it was actually coercion. Most likely, after they dripped their blood, their souls would be bound.

But knowing was one thing, and being able to resist was another

“Phoenix Lord, Vect has many spies in Comorragh... This humble servant is worried that this move may expose our identities and ruin your plans.”

As an experienced governor, Klarahek was the first to offer a reason for refusal, but Doral immediately responded:

“Governor Klarahek, you can rest assured that it will not leave any psychic imprint on you. No existing means in Comorragh can detect anything on you.”

Aberhak, on the other hand, was very straightforward, directly cutting his finger with a dagger and dripping blood into the Grail.

When Soshiyan appeared here, he knew he had no way out. Even if he betrayed them, Vect would not let him go.

After that, nothing strange happened. At least Aberhak himself didn't feel anything unusual in his body. Seeing this, Klarahek had no choice but to do the same.

“Aberhak, the Royal Court now needs more airships. Your factories have obtained so many slaves from the Screaming Vortex, so your production capacity should have increased a lot, right?”

Hearing Soshiyan's question, Aberhak tensed up and responded to the towering giant above him, avoiding the question.

“Your Highness, Vect is watching weapon imports and exports very closely. It is difficult to escape his attention with such a large amount of armaments. In recent years, we have been using slave trade as a cover to provide a small amount to the Shadow Hub. Too much... it will definitely be discovered.”

Most of the weapons in Comorragh have substitutes in the Royal Court, but there are indeed some that the Royal Court's artisans cannot manufacture, and they are very powerful, such as the Void Raven and the Dark Lance. In addition, airships are also one of Comorragh's signature products. Although the Ark technology line has its own large transports, the number and production efficiency of both the Vampire Raider and the Storm Serpent are far inferior to the airships that Comorragh mass-produces with unique polymer factories. In the future, after absorbing the Heklgari armies, the Royal Court's Phoenix Guard will expand rapidly and will need a large number of medium-sized transport vehicles.

This is also directly related to a drawback of the Bonesingers. Although it is easier for them to manufacture, their efficiency is slightly lower—at least compared to the kin of Comorragh. Of course, the efficiency of Comorragh is also driven by cruel means. Although Soshiyan doesn't know much about the industry there, he has heard Doral mention some things. The most commonly used automatic polymerization engine in the Kabal's armories consumes a large number of slaves and is essentially a pain engine.

Seeing Aberhak's evasiveness, Soshiyan was not annoyed, but looked at Salaine, who was walking over.

“How many airships has the Lord of the Iron Thorns supplied during this time?”

“Your Highness, in the last trading quarter, they supplied a total of 40 Raiders and 60 Ravagers.”

“Only one hundred?”

Soshiyan shook his head.

“Lord Aberhak, the slaves you have obtained and the many gems and rare crystals given by the Royal Court far exceed the value of these airships, right?”

“The main reason is that Vect is watching too closely...”

“I can understand. Then how about this? Don't you want a place in the Shadow Hub? Soon this place will separate from the Galan star system. In the future, the Shadow Hub will have a structure similar to that of the Spire of Confluence. You will temporarily have an exclusive area. Three thousand airships. As long as you can provide three thousand airships, then you will be the Lord of the Shadow Hub. I give you my word, and everyone here can hear it.”

“Three thousand...”

This number made Aberhak a little difficult, but when he thought of the Shadow Hub he had been dreaming of, he hesitated, because this place was indeed too good. The looting routes were not only short but also convenient. The Screaming Vortex didn't have to worry about encountering any powerful resisters. Basically, going there meant grabbing.

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth.

“If Your Highness needs it, this humble servant must do it no matter how difficult it is, but it may take time...”

“It doesn't matter. In addition, the supply of Void Ravens should also be slightly increased.”

“This subject will try his best, but the Void Ravens are too complex and more sensitive. I hope Your Highness will understand.”