The Mech Touch novel Chapter 4678

The Royal Mansion occupied the most desired location of the Cat Nest.

The estate reserved for the clan patriarch and his immediate family sat on a small hill surrounded by a luxuriously expansive forest.

As Davute VII continued to develop at a rapid tempo, the price of every square meter of space in Kotor City seemingly doubled every year!

It was hard to imagine that Kotor City had started out as a bunch of prefab structures that had been loaded out of the cargo holds of large colony ships.

The spread of human construction had been so rapid that any plot of land at Industrial District 2 had become at least an order of magnitude more valuable!

Ves and his clan had been lucky enough to get in early enough and buy a nice and large piece of land when it was still available.

Nowadays, the more central districts of Kotor City had become so densely constructed in such a short amount of time that there was no more space to build on the surface!

The only construction works that still took place in the city proper mostly happened in the air.

The amount and density of floating structures in the city constantly grew each day. Dozens of new structures weighing a vast amount of tons joined the evolving skyline at a constant rate, making the entire place become so busy that a number of early immigrants even decided to move out and live in one of the many other less congested cities on the planet!

Fortunately, the Cat Nest was large and expansive enough to avoid much of the hustle and bustle that went on in the city. Large sound isolation barriers had been set up around the borders of the land owned by the clan to ensure that none of the city noises would disturb the residents.

Though over a hundred-thousand Larkinsons had descended from orbit within the first day of the expeditionary fleet's arrival in the vicinity of Davute VII, not all of them landed in the Cat Nest.

The Larkinson Clan had grown too big to be confined in a single location. The Davute Branch managed a bountiful portfolio of other industrial and residential facilities spread across the entire planet. Many clansmen would have to make do with living in other cities during their stay in the Davute System.

Of course, none of that mattered to Ves. he was right back at the estate that he admittedly enjoyed during his years-long stay in Davute.

It was also the childhood home of Aurelia, Andraste and Marvaine. Each of them had gathered a bunch of their equally young nephews and nieces and enthusiastically gave them a tour of the large back garden as well as the lush and beautiful forest!

"C'mon! There's a big treehouse up ahead that our papa built. You will love it over there!"

"Miaow! Miaow!"

As the gaggle of kids and pets ran off to play, the adults settled down in a lovely terrace garden that Gloriana had personally designed and arranged in the past.

A few bots flew in and put down trays filled with tea pots, snacks and other refreshments.

Gloriana picked up a tea pot and skillfully poured the cups that another bot had placed before the seats of the other Larkinsons.

"Thank you, madame." Melinda said as she picked up a cup and took a sip in a casual manner that remained unchanged since she was young. "Wow. This is good stuff! Is this what obscenely rich people like you drink all day?"

"That and more." Ves lightheartedly responded. "These little luxuries are nothing compared to what the first-raters get to enjoy."

Venerable Ark Larkinson leaned back on his seat and continued to gaze at the perfectly manicured garden.

"You have been doing so well in the last few years." The expert pilot and patriarch of the Larkinson Family sighed. "This place reminds me so much of our old Larkinson Estate back in Rittersberg. It could use more people, though. The retired uncles and aunts that sat in the back of the estate everyday made the estate warmer and more alive."

"I know. I miss that as well, uncle. There are different gathering points throughout the living areas of the Cat Areas where our clansmen can congregate. There are way too many people among us to fit in a single garden these days."

"Ah yes, the adopted Larkinsons. I have to admit that you have impressed me, nephew. I had heard many stories of how people who had never heard about us in the past transformed into diehard Larkinsons within a year after joining your clan. The sheer amount of people you've converted and the degree of loyalty you have instilled in their hearts are... unreal."

The expert pilot purposefully directed his gaze to Nitaa.

The tall and silent honor guard that had guarded the patriarch without any complaints over the years also bore another important responsibility.

She carried the responsibility of holding and guarding the Larkinson Mandate, the first and most important ancestral heirloom of the Larkinson Clan.

Ves followed the expert pilot's gaze and understood the man's concerns.

"You and the rest of your family have all felt her presence for years." He said. "Her bond with you may not be as strong as the connections she maintains with the members of my clan, but in her opinion every Larkinson is worthy of her care and protection. As far as I am concerned, she is a Larkinson just like each of us. Let me introduce her to you in person."

He stretched out his hand and transmitted a silent command.

The Larkinson Mandate which normally rested in a special case attached to Nitaa's combat armor came loose and flew towards Ves.

Once the heavy metal-covered tome reached his palm, Ves briefly admired the golden medallion on the front cover before he slammed the book onto the center of the garden table with a loud thud.

"Goldie, can you come out and say hello?"

Nyaaaaa!

A golden light bulb seemed to appear in their midst as a warm and glowing spiritual entity emerged from the Larkinson Mandate.

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