After a while, Christoph called them to tell them they had approached the Silver-Tongued Snakes and were waiting for orders. The Silver-Tongued Snakes opened their doors but didn't attack.
"Let's go, Grey." Silas set Grey down next to him and got up.
The two walked out of their room and into the main hall where all of his soldiers had gathered. Since the spacecraft was large, as big as an eight-story building, the hall was able to accommodate everyone.
Silas and Grey didn't walk in from the entrance, but through the backdoor that led to his office. Everyone saluted General Silas. They were silent for the most part though as they did their best not to stare at Grey who was following behind Silas. After a few days of seeing Grey and Silas together, everyone got used to it.
Silas stopped at the podium that was placed in the back, center area of the room, and clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention.
"Alright everyone, I will only be taking Christoph and Grey with me. All personnel prepare for battle just in case. Dismissed."
It was short and simple, but everyone knew what to do. No one complained or raised their objections. General Silas was the strongest person in the whole empire, Christoph was also almost as strong and was his right-hand man. And Grey had the persistence of a pack mule. After seeing him fight Zergs without his mecha, a broken dagger, and their scythes, no one complained about his strength.
They hoped Grey would retake the ranking test to see where he was now.
Christoph followed Silas to the mecha room. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"
"Do you think we will be defeated?"
"No, but—"
"Then that's that. Trust me, Christoph. I know what I'm doing, so get ready."
Christoph gave up trying to protest. "Understood, General Silas." He went to his mecha to get ready.
Silas took Grey to a mecha. It was side by side with his own. The two were a pair of mechas that were recently built. It wasn't tailored to them yet, but eventually, it would be.
Grey knew that this mecha was leagues ahead of what the original was using.
"How do you like it?" Silas asked while he put his arm around Grey's waist.
"It's really nice!" Grey leaned into his embrace.
Hmm, it was nice and warm.
"As much as I want to cuddle, we should get going. Christoph is looking over at us in anger."
In the distance, Christoph, who was inside his mecha, was glaring at the two lovebirds for not moving! They had places to be, things to do, and people to see— why were they doing that?! Were they doing it on purpose or what?!
"Oh, yeah."
'Oh, yeah?!' Christoph wanted to vomit.
The three finally left the spacecraft and flew over to the main ship of the Silver-Tongued Snakes. The ship was quite large for space pirates. It was half the size of the First Legion's spacecraft that was funded by Silas. Grey could see how much money these space pirates made from the nobles who wanted their enemies to die.
When they landed, there was a man who looked like a servant waiting for them. He was an older man with grey hair and blue eyes. He wore a tailcoat suit and white gloves. He had a smile on his face the whole time. This man was the aide of the Captain.
The door to the spacecraft closed. They got off their mechas and stored them inside a mechanical cube, like the one he was given when he was leaving the remote planet.
Interstellar General (7)
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