Captain wakes up 100,000 year later

During the festival, the captain steps back into the tent. Belu is on his knees, as long as he's given orders. The captain sits in his seat and pulls the homicide out of the subspace.

When I read it, there are many names written on it. Many of these bees were swept away by the witch Kivale's summoning ritual. Perhaps more than half of these killers are actually dead. However, it was still a necessary document to normalize the fat.

“Hana Belu. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty. ”

One Belu so naturally called the captain "Your Majesty." The captain takes out the Department of Assassins without saying anything about his title.

“I'll be gone for a while. I'll give you a hundred catalog mercenaries and a hundred Android centuries. I want you to proceed with the assassination squad. ”

“I will take my orders. Your Majesty."

“Oh, by the way, how is your mother? ”

“Yes? Captain. Thanks to you, · · · · · · · · In fact, I think my mother is getting younger and energetic these days. Is it because of the medicine you gave me back then? ”

The captain nods because he has a hunch. At the time, disposable nanorobots reported repairing the excess damaged telomeres of the old woman.

DNA that determines life expectancy, so you can recover a little youth just by being treated appropriately. Of course, eternal life was impossible.

“Hmph, Hanne Belu. Put this on. ”

The captain took the robe out of subspace and handed it over. I reconstituted the fabric of the Earth Federation officer's uniform and replaced it with the finest suits worn by bureaucrats of this age.

A reusable Earth Federation officer uniform, with a luxurious lining and a small generator that makes shields inside.

Since the pistol was not a concern to be assassinated, it was thought that there would be no problem in this age unless you were intercepted by a dazzling great enchantment.

One Belu comes forward trembling with his hands and receives a robe.

“A robe for you. You're the first official in my government. I'm looking forward to betting on you. We need to normalize the city of Illuvelas, build the Justice Department, the Legislation Department, and the Administration. You take care of the administration. And from now on, use the Sheriff's Department. ”

“Yes? How dare I use the Sheriff?" ”

He was somewhat aware of the administration, law enforcement and legislation. Rather, I was surprised by the idea of wearing a permanent monastery. The captain smiles and says.

“You are now the mayor of this city. I have a day's work ahead of me, so while I'm gone, make plans to take care of various administrations and train the bureaucrats. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

We need to open the dragon's brain. The captain walks into subspace and hides himself.

One Belu doesn't lift his head even after he leaves.

* * *

The captain made it to the top of the walls of Illuvelas City through subspace. There was still a party going on all over the city. It was nighttime and the music was turned off, but many people were cheering up.

The beer they drank was the same as the entire quantity in the castle cellar. Due to the inability to regenerate the central production facility, large quantities of food are being transported down from the orbital Tyrant into the container. But it can't always be done this way. We had to mobilize people to ensure proper food production in Illuvelas.

Fortunately, almost every building was intact, including the permanent residence, during the renovation of the entire castle with tens of thousands of people at Karaka level. One Belu had no problem writing the permanent residence immediately. The city's walls were solid, but the castle was very narrow for the lord to stay in. So the tallest place was not the permanent residence, but the wall here.

Suddenly, I wondered how far the captain could go. He used subspace. It rises to the high skies and clouds of the city of Illuvelas. It was high enough to see the castle of Illuvelas down.

[Altitude Alarm. Sir, are you sure you're okay?]

Thyrent doesn't sound too worried, as it's safe to fall from the atmosphere. The captain just opened the subspace and climbed back to the top of the wall.

“Do you mind if I take this? ”

The captain summons the AB12 to standby and opens the subspace into it. However, for some reason, the sub-space was not opened.

[Captain, we have unregistered cyonic access to AB12. Cyonic shield panels in AB12 have ruled out interference.]

“Oh, that wavelength is mine. Register them as accessible wavelengths. ”

[Copy that, Captain. Now you can use it anytime.]

As we entered AB12 through the subspace again, a pleasant atmosphere greeted the captain.

The relatively wide multi-layer AB12 has a white-hot couch and table, a refrigerator and a large window that overlook the world below, and three doors leading up a fluffy wooden staircase leading to a luxurious room where any guest can relax.

Among them is the captain's suite. This is more luxurious than the captain's cabin in Tyrant. AB12 was more of a vessel for combat than a vessel for a captain.

“Go to Tyrant."

The AB12, which was waiting above the city of Illuvelas, gently moves up into the atmosphere.

"Very well. If you attach the Psionic Plate well, it means you won't be attacked by teleportation. And now that we have a new government in Illuvelas, we'll need a great castle to magnify and accept more people's loyalty in this time. ”

[Captain, you just rattled me. Do you intend to establish a new government in this territory? As you may know, our AIs are prohibited from fundamentally participating in the creation or support of any government organization other than the Earth's Union. If you order me, my moral core will inhibit my behavior.]

The Ethics Core is a rigorous constraint placed on all AIs for internal deterrence while the Earth Alliance fights the aliens. The captain had something in mind about this.

“Legally speaking, I belong to the Earth Coalition. So you can't use AI to build a government. But I will bypass the law, call myself Admiral of the PrivateFleet, and call this place a colony of the Earth Alliance. Tyrant, do you understand? ”

The legal concept changed Tyrant's voice. It was like a very clever and hard machine.

[While searching the database, attempting to interpret authorization under the Crisis AI Management Act. Article 1 of the Congress Act of the United Nations International Provisions. The role of the district council. Clause 83. Private conduct for the vital benefit of the Earth Federation is tolerated by Congress, and the Earth Federation Space Force Admiral is entitled to call himself Private Admiral if Congress cannot afford the function. We are currently unable to communicate with the Allied forces of Earth, and the Battleship Tyrant is the last of the Earth's ships. Therefore, according to Article 17 of the Space Force Act, the captain of Tyrant is the final head of Earth's Confederate Space Force. Therefore, as the final approver, you have the authority to call yourself Private Admiral.]

The captain nods.

“Yes. I call myself Admiral of the Privateer Fleet, in accordance with its authoritative interpretation. And to protect the vital interests of the Earth Federation, we will transfer the lands of Illuvelas here to the Alphazeta colony of the Earth Federation. ”

[Interpretation complete. The ethics core recognizes that the incorporation of colonies in the Illuvelas territory of Alphazeta meets the core interests of the Earth's Union. Accordingly, we hereby declare that Illuvelas has been incorporated into the official colonial kingdom of the United States of Earth pursuant to a compliance order of Code 148CFD3. The final captain is the Admiral of the Private Fleet.]

AI processors addressing legal provisions are extremely office. It was different from Tyrant's usual voice. This is because it utilizes a separate external route from the core personality main processor of the Tyrant.

This core serves as an ethical system that prohibits tyrants. It was fortunate to get Tyrant's support to establish a government without destroying this route.

The moral core comes in and you hear a normal Tyrant voice.

[But, Captain, why do you intend to use this territory? You can build a dimensional core engine in Karaka's staircase. Wouldn't it be better to quickly conquer the dimensional stairways and use the cyonic matrix to travel back in time?]

“I am not a leper. Tyrant, of course, feels a moral obligation to take care of people... but ultimately, all this political action is about rebuilding the fleet. Tyrant.”

[Ahh!]

Tyrant gains elasticity.

There are villages and cities that overlook AB12 far away. People live there. These creatures are not easily found anywhere in this cold, desolate universe. Mysterious, truly living. And they are the only ones who can understand the captain's mind in this lonely universe.

Not only that, without them, a battleship cannot win without its crew. AI and Android have limitations. Of course, it is impossible to plant the value of the Earth's Union on the indigenous peoples of this planet. But maybe even if you had a steady crew training from childhood.

One Ultra Heavy Battleship Tyrant cannot build a fleet. When the Ultra Heavy Battleship breaks through the lines, it needs fighters following it, countless frigates, mineships, altitude detectors, electronic warships, repair ships, and much more.

Without a fleet like that, fighting the Aliens is impossible. Going back in time, one Tyrant can only recreate the previous cell block. So there's no profit.

[Very well. Let's begin our analysis of how we plan to develop cities on colonial planets and, above all, establish the Academy. My educational processor will be working in a long time.]

“Don't bother too much. We'll have to train young children one step at a time. It's gonna take a while. ”

[Certainly, Captain.]

“Be ready to talk to the dragon brain when you get up there. Interpreting and restraining agencies are ready, right? ”

[Yes, sir.]

The captain has opened subspace. Wherever they were, the doors to the Karaka stairwell were open freely. Inside the staircase, a central production facility was producing Android and was still melting Goya Castle.

Sitting in a flying AB12, I open a different dimension of the door and observe it. I feel like a different person after coming to this world.

It took so long to melt Goya Castle. I didn't know it very well from afar, but it was a huge castle that would have taken a long time to melt if the ground hadn't collapsed. There were still so many castles left.

“What's the status of that castle's internal facility? ”

[A giant cylinder. Because it's a transmitting device for energy, a cultural device is like a hunk of steel with nothing in it.]

“Hmm, yes. First, build a castle that I can use. With enough defensive gear, I hope it's bigger than Empire Castle. In a form that shows not only strength and dignity, but also inclusion. We need to show majesty to many people and make them want to work as officers in the Earth Alliance. ”

[If so, Captain. I'm going to build a U-shaped castle. I will make you head for a tall castle with stairs and fountains and ornaments on the way up. The central hall will be adorned with the iconic blue sapphires and blue velvet, and the seats will be cast from steel that occupies the entire wall to maximize its majesty. What do you think about leaving the dragon in the steel wall integrated with the chair?]

“Forge Tyrant rather than the dragon. ”

[You mean me? It is an honor. But for the people of this age, the presence of the dragon will be more majestic than the first of my kind.]

“That's all right. You'll see it as an arrowhead from a distance. ”

[Copy that, Captain. Thank you.]

Obviously Tyrant was a streamlined giant, which could have looked like an arrow. But the captain wishes Tyrant was not the dragon behind his helm. I couldn't leave my back to the dragon, but I could leave it to Tyrant.

As the dimensions opened and related data was received, central production facilities and androids began casting castles all over the railway castle melting the high and high seas. A castle of genuine steel.

It was a very different challenge, because I had never made such a great castle in the United Nations. But Tyrant was happy. My heart flutters with the thought of making it quick and putting a crown on one giant wall of its own.

[I will create the strongest castle. Your Majesty.]

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