Aurelia had a lot of talent for training cats as long as she was being serious about it. Her conditions were a lot more favorable than anyone else, so it was unthinkable for her to fail in this endeavor!
As far as Ves was concerned, training cats was a rather odd but valid occupation. There was always a demand for pets. Wealthy families particularly liked to pair their descendants with strong designer beasts that were especially configured to serve as companions as well as protectors.
Rubarthan Sentinel Cats such as Clixie traditionally fulfilled this niche, but times had changed.
The transition to the Age of Dawn meant that entirely new kinds of threats might emerge that were difficult to defend against!
For example, it was very much possible that malevolent cultivators or hostile spiritual entities might try to assassinate the members of a powerful family!
While Ves believed that red humanity would be able to develop a lot of countermeasures against such attacks, it didn't hurt to have more options.
A strong and loyal cat that was trained in fighting against these difficult threats could make a real difference!
If Aurelia truly made attainments in this field, then she would have no trouble earning her keep even if she lost the backing of her clan.
What Ves also valued was that it was a way for Aurelia to cultivate in a manner that fit her inclinations well. The more cats she trained, the more she was able to derive benefits from all of these felines, especially if they grew stronger over time.
Although Ves had a lot of misgivings towards deity cultivation, he still prized it for its strengths.
If he had a choice, he did not want Aurelia to practice a more dangerous or risky form of cultivation. Training cats was one of the most harmless choices imaginable.
While Ves was not certain whether it could make Aurelia stronger than other cultivators, she should at least be able to enjoy a more fulfilling life.
With that in mind, he gave her a brief lesson on safety before encouraging her to see if she could teach tricks to other cats.
He also gave a reminder to Goldie to supervise Aurelia's efforts.
"Don't let her do anything that looks dangerous, alright?"
"Nyaaaa."
Ves went to bed that night with cats dominating his thoughts. He felt oddly proud and silly at what Aurelia had managed to accomplish by herself.
Was this what her talent in cultivation had led to? Perhaps in ancient times, his daughter might actually be able to pass off as the goddess of cats, but right now he just found the entire situation to be absurd.
Once he woke up the next day, he was finally able to put most of the matters concerning Aurelia aside.
He put a greater effort into dressing himself up than usual. He also checked to make sure that his clan knew what to do in his temporary absence.
Ves did not actually separate himself from the fleet entirely. He already deposited his cyborg leg in a locked and guarded section of his design lab.
This way, his leg would not only be able to prevent his ongoing design projects from falling behind too much, but he could also take charge of his clan in case of an emergency!
His connection to the small secondary brain integrated in his cyborg leg was strong. Most forms of jamming and signal blocking could do nothing to cut it off. This allowed him to look forward to attending the conference without worrying about the situation back home.
"They're coming, sir."
A solitary Red Association destroyer arrived first. The modem superdrive-equipped starship zipped rapidly towards Corellix III and stopped in high orbit of the planet.
The vessel subsequently generated a portal that enabled several more first-class starships to enter the star system in an instant!
The arriving flotilla was not too big or extensive. It only comprised a handful of cruisers and a dozen smaller ship classes.
Despite the lack of numbers and tonnage, the modest task force was more than powerful enough to fend off most raiding fleets, especially if they deployed their modest contingent of first-class multipurpose mechs!
A handful of relatively large and voluminous cargo vessels emerged out of the portal as well.
These vessels brought an important batch of prefab construction modules used to build the beginnings of a land fortress.
The colony on the planet would become a lot more secure once the Red Association completed this single structure.
At the very least, the colonists could evacuate inside of its extremely powerful titan shield and wait a long time for reinforcements to come to the rescue.
One small frigate broke off from orbit and warp traveled over to the central debris site where the expeditionary fleet had settled down.
The mechers had finally come to Ves.
Ves had already packed up all of his luggage and goods for this trip. He had filled up an entire standard container with working examples of companion spirit fruit trees and other useful goodies.
The Larkinson Biotech Institute had carefully put each individual tree inside their own climate-controlled boxes that ensured that they would not starve and die off while in transit.
As Ves received a notification about an imminent teleportation event, he quickly turned to his wife, children, grandfather and cats and waved them goodbye.
"I won't be gone for long. Take care of my clan while 1 am gone."
"Do your best to impress the Survivalists." Gloriana said with an expectant expression.
"Meow..." Lucky yawned.
"Miaow miaow."
"Goodbye, papa!"
Ves had always been wondering about that. He gazed at Jovy with undisguised suspicion on his face. freewebnσvel.cøm
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