“I am Itsushima Maxim Nyenyabinsk, the ninth prince of the Kingdom of Nyenyabinsk nya. I am a prince, but you don’t need to prostrate yourself nya.”
“Ah… Then I will not. It is an honor to make your acquaintance. I am Genma, a Highway three mercenary.”
The prince calling himself Itsushima Maxim Nyenyabinskis like a Japanese person with chiseled facial features. Like someone who once played the role of someonewith a flat face. He’s about as tall as me, and looks pretty young, like he’s a university student.
But three things set him apart from Japanese people. He has cat ears on his head,no human ears, and he has a black cat tail swaying behind him. It curves at the tip, looking like a key.
And he has what I can only assume is a guard behind him, with sharp eyes, who is also a cat person. He’s a head taller than me, and he’s wide like a sumo wrestler.
The moment I heard he was royalty, I didn’t feel like coming down to the dock. Suzuri and Iris are in a different dock with the small transport ship, and show no signs of coming here.
I don’t know anything about courtesy with nobles!!
“So this is a Servant Model N.8 Kyuryukan nya! I have never seen one working properly nya! Apparently people who take good care of them still use them, but it’s up to N.20 now nya!”
“Y-yes? Yes.”
I feel like this is slipping in a weird direction.
“I see nya. So Mister Genma, you reached Highway class in aKyuryukan nya?”
“Yes. I started working as a mercenary because I picked it up, and I’ve been with it since I started as a Grassland three.”
“Hohou! Picked up! Well, it’s built tough, so it wouldn’t surprise me even if it was down nya! But still, good job, with such a slow ship! Even our shipyard doesn’t really build them nya, and I was confused when Mister Van approached us to buya servant model nya.”
Our shipyard?
“Genma, Prince Maxim owns the seventeenth station and the third shipyard in Nyenyabinsk. The Kingdom of Nyenyabinsk developed and built servant models.”
“Should I prostrate myself?”
“I said there’s no need nya.”
I’m only a mercenary because of Tortilla Double, so I can’t thank him enough!
“But there have been all sorts of changes to servant models lately, making them hard to sell… They’ve become somewhat fast, but mercenaries don’t really use them. Supposedly.”
“Its firepower is pretty handy.”
“I think you need to rethink your use of the word handy nya…”
The cat is perplexed.
“Hum… So are heavy armored, heavy armed, slow ships not common in Nyenyabinsk…?”
“Every world is after agile and nimble ships that are smaller than a destroyer nya… Servant types aren’t common in my country nya…”
Even though you keep making new ones with minor changes!?
“Eh!? And you made them all the way to the twentieth model!?”
“They’re still useful to defend shield ships and combat ships, and stations and colonies, so we keep making them nya. But they’re not supposed to be used alone nya.”
“I was looking into them because it was useful in the defense of this station. That mobile large laser turret was super handy, but you only have the newest twentieth model.”
“Nya, we don’t have stock or even scrapped eighth models. Do you want to see the options for the twentieth nya?”
“Can it use a shield generator made from a mirage pearl? His ship has a destroyerclass shield generator made like that.”
Ah, the cat is perplexed again.
“I feel like the nuclear fusion reactor wouldn’t have enough power… Come to think of it, does the eighth servant model have two nya?”
“Ah, yes. But they can only sustain it for thirty minutes at max power.”
“It’s a big ship, so I really want to load it with all sorts of things. It’s about as big as a frigate in terms of capacity, right?”
As we talk and the cat goes unya unya, the hangar door opens, and in come Suzuri, Iris, and Sumire.
“Excuse me for interrupting, Mister Genma, but we have reached an agreement about the purchase of the power armors.”
“Two hundred thousand puni. Eight thousand for each armor, and a hundred twenty thousand for the small transport ship.”
“Oh, that’s pretty good, Suzuri. Then we just need to sell the rest of the spoils somewhere.”
The cat just watches while going unya unya.
“By the way, isn’t it rare for mercenaries to come here nya? Were you hunting space pirates nya?”
“Yes, I approved the request to take down their bases.”
“I received data from the Federation of Star Systems’ army, and just came back from destroying the smallest one.”
The cat looks at me, then at Tortilla Double, and then at the cat person behind him that looks like a military officer.
“Is it possible in theory nya?”
“A destroyer can destroy a pirate base built into an asteroid. Although I would ask for a fifteen year guarantee for my family if I received such orders.”
“It’s a tough ship, so it’s not that crazy.”
“That’s funny, it’s like saying we’re making the soldiers do something crazy.”
It’s weird, I don’t think we’re on the same page. It’s really not that difficult, and I could do it even before the implants. The military cat approaches me, and I feel the pressure.
“Combat ships and power armors must have swarmed out like you poked a hornets nest when you attacked the base, so how did you deal with them nya?”
“I just fired the large laser cannon wildly in spread mode.”
“Ah! That’s right, the eighth model alone comes with an expensive laser cannon nya! The one that can switch between focused and spread mode nya!”
The cat takes out a tablet from his pocket and starts messing with it. He’s probably looking into options that can be added.
“Yes yes, this nya. The seventh model had trouble with ships smaller than a corvette, so it was changed to a missile launcher turret nya. But since a lot of people said the turret was hard to use, the turret was turned back to normal, the torpedo launchers were removed, the missile launchers were increased to sixteen, and more defensive lasers were added on top nya.”
“What do you think of this, Genma?”
“I’d like defensive lasers on top. Having that many missiles would be handy, and it makes me think they’re listening to the users’ feedback. But not having torpedoes would be bad, because you can’t take down big targets.”
Van takes the tablet and starts checking things. I also have a look, but it’s small and stout and looks just like my servant model…
“How big are you talking when you say big targets?”
“Destroyer class. I’d be dead several times without torpedoes.”
“It would be weird for a mid sized ship to go against a destroyer alone in the first place nya… That’s an over ten times loading capacity difference nya…”
That’s fine then, I hear Van say.
“I want to buy three servant types for now. How much will it be with turrets like Genma’s that can switch between focused and spread mode?”
The cat starts doing calculations, but can I go? I feel like this will take a while.
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