A short while ago, in the Flame Teeth Central Control Room.
After Su Ming and Prince Murtle the Third ended their communication.
Admiral Tytak and others focused their eyes intently on General Gabres and General Sigurd, asking with a heavy expression.
"General, what should we do next?"
Deep down, they didn’t want to be against their own, but seeing the situation, it seemed inevitable.
The entire ship’s atmosphere became extremely tense for a moment.
At this time, General Sigurd’s wristband vibrated slightly, and he glanced at it before looking up and smiling at everyone.
"What else can we do, of course, we fight against the Dark Star Empire’s forces."
"Uh?"
Admiral Tytak and others looked at Sigurd in astonishment, doubting their ears.
General Gabres immediately frowned and asked Sigurd.
"Old Sigurd, what do you mean?"
"Nothing in particular. You have grievances against the council, just protest, but are we really going to completely offend the council? Our internal conflicts are our own issues; we can argue behind closed doors. But externally, I hope everyone has a unified goal."
Sigurd advised Gabres.
"You’re right, but what about Commander Alesde’s orders? Are we really going to defy military commands?"
Gabres replied with a continuously changing expression.
"You don’t need to worry about that, leave it to me. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Sigurd replied with a smile.
"Alright, I’ll follow your lead then!"
Gabres, not being indecisive, agreed directly.
At this moment, Prince Murtle’s furious shout broke Gabres’ memories.
"Alright, you Federations are amazing. If that’s the case, don’t blame me for being rude."
"Oh? May I ask how you plan to be rude? I’m so scared!"
Sigurd replied with a smile.
"Hmph!"
Murtle immediately cut off the communication, furiously shouting.
"Those Federation bastards!"
"Sire, what should we do now? It looks like the Federation forces are determined to be against us."
Miu Ya asked with great concern.
Murtle suppressed the anger in his heart with difficulty and turned to speak to the image of Akteen.
"Lord Akteen, we can only rely on you to deal with them now."
"Understood."
Akteen replied with a sullen expression.
...
In the starry sky.
Seeing the communication cut off, Gabres spoke to Sigurd.
"Is this how you provide an answer to me? You have a thick skin. I can’t say such shameless things."
"Haha, it’s a small matter, don’t mind it."
Sigurd laughed out loud to Gabres.
"Hmph, you’ve led me into a pit. You handle Nirule, I’ll deal with the Star Destroyer·Dark Spirit!"
After saying this, Gabres quickly controlled the Dragon Annihilation Mecha to transform into a Mechanical Flying Dragon shape and swiftly attacked the Star Destroyer·Dark Spirit.
At this moment, General Sigurd sent a communication request to Su Ming.
In the cockpit of Slaughter Blade.
A prompt immediately popped up on the virtual operation interface.
"Received a communication request from V Generation Mecha·Netherworld Apostle, accept?"
Seeing the prompt, Su Ming’s eyelid twitched, and he immediately accepted, greeting respectfully.
"Lord Sigurd."
"Junior Su Ming."
While controlling the V Generation Mecha·Netherworld Apostle to restrain the V Generation Mecha·Storm Apostle, Sigurd spoke.
Upon hearing Sigurd’s form of address, Su Ming’s mind was stirred, and he said.
"Lord Sigurd, are you also from the Imperial Court Academy?"
"That’s right, Junior Su Ming, you have quite the courage!"
"Senior, you flatter me."
"You’re being modest. You are the first Major General in history who dared to talk to General Gabres like that. Who else would have such courage?"
Sigurd said with a meaningful smile.
"Senior, I did it out of necessity to execute the council’s will. I wouldn’t dare under normal circumstances!"
"Haha, I understand! But I must remind you, the council is only a council with the Council Chairman. I hope you understand, so you don’t unknowingly choose the wrong side."
Sigurd reminded Su Ming.
Upon hearing Sigurd’s words, Su Ming immediately understood and promptly replied.
"I understand!"
"Good, as long as you do. I won’t say much more on this matter, but I want to remind you of one more thing now!"
"Senior, please speak."
"You better win this war. Originally, the Federation was betting on both sides, it didn’t matter if the Third Prince or the Seventh Prince took the throne. But now that we’ve turned against them, it’s tantamount to a break with Prince Murtle. If you can’t get Prince Omid to power, we’ll be stuck in two directions when we return, and Commander Alekde will be furious."
Sigurd told Su Ming.
"I understand, we will definitely ensure Prince Omid the Seventh is victorious."
Su Ming replied firmly.
"Good. There’s no need for you to deal with the Dark Star Empire; we’ll block them with all our might. This is as much as your senior can do for you. Whether you win this war depends on yourselves."
Sigurd said solemnly.
"Yes!"
Su Ming nodded in agreement.
"Good luck!"
Sigurd then ended the communication.
Su Ming took a deep breath and adjusted the communication to connect with Omid.
Omid immediately began speaking.
"Lord Su Ming."
"Your Highness Prince Omid, the situation has reversed, but it has also become more perilous. You should not engage, move the ship closer to the Light Shuttle, and leave the rest to us!"