The last group of resisting pescans had laid down their arms!
Ves earned a lot of admiration from the various leaders who had witnessed his discussion with the alien leader.
The Larkinsons had proven with their deeds today that the reputation they earned from concluding several successful expeditions was well-earned!
They not only freed the captives from their cells, but also led the fight against the pescan remnants that had camped in the upper floors of the prison facility.
If this was the extent of the contributions of the Larkinson Clan, then the various movers and shakers of Davute would only conclude that the Larkinsons were brave and resourceful.
It wasn't until Ketis exploded with power that virtually matched that of an ace mech that the group of helpless leaders truly experienced the gaps between the Larkinson Clan and their own organizations!
Many of them didn't have an ace mech at their disposal, let alone an expert mech. Their advantages in business, trade channels, infrastructure and specialized services may exceed that of the Larkinsons, but they were absolutely inferior when it came to exploration and combat!
The Red Ocean was not a peaceful dwarf galaxy. Years of comfortable living in a well-developed port system such as Davute had eroded their sense of danger.
Too many colonists and pioneers had lost their respect towards the indigenous enemies that possessed an undying hatred for humanity!
The insane chain of events that happened today served as a wakeup call to many of these self-assured leaders.
Their faith in the institutions of the colonial state of Davute had either collapsed or suffered a lot of damage.
Perhaps they wouldn't go as far as the Larkinson Clan and invest a lot of money to build up a fully-fledged mech army, but they would definitely take their security more seriously after this ordeal!
The stakeholders of Davute also became a lot more interested in deepening their relationships with the Larkinson Clan!
Nobody disliked befriending a strong and highly competent local power. If they could gain the backing and the protection of the Larkinson Clan during a future crisis, then they would gain a strong guarantee that they would be able to survive a future calamity!
Of course, not everyone was willing to bet on a single horse, but it was absolutely not a bad idea to take advantage of the moment and brush up their favorability with the Larkinson Clan.
Who knew whether they could walk over and talk to the leaders of this flamboyant clan without needing to wait in line.
A lot of CEOS, executives and owners converged onto the key figures of the clan.
Gatherings formed around Chief Minister Novilon Purnesse, Minister Shederin Purnesse and even Gloriana Wodin as they took the lead in opening up a dialogue with many different organizations.
"We have built an extensive transportation network in our newly established colonial state. Together with the numerous logistic hubs that we have established at multiple strategic locations, we are well-poised to supply mechs and other necessary war supplies to the frontlines of the upcoming war. We can offer your mech company priority access to our shipping lines, allowing you to ship goods and parts to your customers in a matter of weeks rather than months. As long as you sign an exclusivity deal with us..."
"Our business operations in the Krakatoa Middle Zone may not interest you, but we have a sister company that has invested in the Magair Middle Zone earlier than us. With the help of our extensive contacts within the local governments of the colonial states, we can provide you with instant access to their markets and reduce the tax and regulatory burdens they impose on your mech company..."
"What a lovely set of children you have over here. Your girls are so adorable and your baby son is such a cutie! Could you share their designer baby formulas with us? We would love to have children that are just as cute and well-behaved."
Meanwhile, Ketis thankfully did not have to entertain the blathering of self-important people. She had taken refuge among the circle of Larkinsons who had nothing to do at the moment because they weren't soldiers or weren't good with talking to outsiders.
Right now, both her son Kirian and her student Andraste were looking up at her with stars in their eyes.
"That was a copy of the Heavensword, right?!" Kirian asked. "Did you make it or did the Heavensworders give it to you as a present? How come you became so strong when you wielded it? Can you teach me to become just as cool as you while whacking down aliens by the hundreds?"
"You were so strong, teacher!" Andraste bounced on her feet while trying her best to hold back her glee! "I really liked it when you slashed your sword and sent out huge sword attacks. You became just as strong as a mech at the time! Can you show me how to become just as strong as a mech?"
Despite her weariness, Ketis felt a bit more energized after listening to the childish requests of the two presumptuous brats.
She reached out with her armored hands and lightly tapped them both on their helmets.
"You need to learn how to walk before you can run. Do you think swordplay is all about swinging a sharp blade and launching energy attacks? You may as well polish your marksmanship instead and wield a rifle if that is what you are after. Every form of swordsmanship is rooted in the fundamentals. You need to be able to learn how to fight both flawlessly and creatively with the basic set of sword techniques that every beginner learns before you can move on to more powerful and lethal techniques. You can forget about learning such destructive moves before you have become adults."
"Awww..."
"That's too long!"
Ketis placed her hands on her hips. "Now who is the swordmaster here?! I do not want to deny you the opportunity to become as strong as a sword as me one day, but you need to follow a strict training regime in order to train your body and drill all of the fundamental techniques in your muscles and bones. It is only at the point where you have mastered the basic techniques and become proficient in a basic sword style that you will be able to perform all of those moves in battle without requiring conscious thought. That is the absolute minimum that I expect from you before you develop your own sword styles."
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