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    Meanwhile, as the gallery continued in its bizarre state, I was busy with various miscellaneous tasks.

    “Oppa, I came because I have something to tell you.”

    “What is it, Marian?”

    I noticed Marian, who had been frequently talking with Berial lately, was approaching me differently than usual…

    She came with another female pirate and wanted to talk with me.

    Wondering what this was about, I closed the gallery window I’d been looking at and assumed a posture of attentive listening.

    But shortly after.

    “…So you’re saying a large fleet from the Earth Federation is approaching near the Pirate Union’s territory?”

    “Yes, according to our inside source, it’s supposedly a ‘Clan’ led by a Commander from the Earth Federation attacking a ‘Clan’ affiliated with our Commander, but…”

    According to the female pirate who came with Marian, a war was breaking out in a place further away from here.

    Specifically, in an area where only pirate and Earth forces meet, with no other factions involved.

    I nodded but couldn’t hide my puzzled expression.

    “But what’s the problem with that? Isn’t it just a battle between Clans?”

    Considering that at this point, most users’ base levels max out around level 7.

    Even if they spammed nothing but 1-point patrol ships, a clan-level battle would mobilize at most 200,000-300,000 ships from both sides combined.

    Of course, since nobody actually recruits only patrol ships, the fleets would be teeming with cruiser battleships, light carriers, or cruisers.

    The actual numbers would be less than 100,000 ships from both sides combined…

    This seemed insignificant compared to the Pirate Union, which once possessed fleets numbering in the billions during an “event” and still maintains fleets of tens of millions.

    Or the Earth Federation, which deployed hundreds of thousands of ships including dreadnoughts and heavy battleships when invading the monsters for some reason.

    Or the Space Monsters who overwhelmed the Earth Federation with over a million monster units.

    Compared to these “factions,” this was just a small-scale fight between neighborhood tough kids.

    I couldn’t understand why Marian and the pirate officer were so concerned about it.

    Of course, when I expressed my doubts, the female pirate who seemed to be Marian’s Adjutant gave me a clear answer.

    “The problem is that the Earth Federation’s main force appears to be intervening in this Clan battle.”

    “Oh…”

    “Moreover, according to internal information, it seems the hardliners within the Earth Federation are trying to use this clan war to fight a proxy war.”

    “Oh.”

    She gave more detailed explanations after that.

    To summarize, what should have been a simple fight between two mid-tier clans had escalated when the Humanity Clan, representing the Earth Federation, intervened to expand their sphere of influence.

    In response, the Loki Clan, the big shot of the Pirate Union, also got involved, causing the situation to rapidly escalate.

    “It’s not easy, Commander.”

    “You’re right. Of all things, the two largest clans getting involved simultaneously.”

    Because of this, I had to revise my earlier assessment about “the scale of combat at the clan level.”

    With both sides having over 10,000 affiliated users, and none with bases below level 5 at this point.

    If both sides seriously mobilized their forces, they could easily deploy fleets numbering in the millions.

    And if the Earth Federation’s “main force” gets involved as the female pirate mentioned?

    It was perfectly understandable that Marian’s Pirate Union would want to respond seriously, as they could potentially lose their territory.

    After organizing my thoughts, I realized why Marian had come.

    “So you need to go to the Union right now to take command in earnest.”

    “Yes…”

    Seeing Marian looking dejected, I was about to pat her shoulder as usual and send her off, but then…

    ‘Wait, she wouldn’t be this formal just to tell me that.’

    Just as I had that suspicion, Marian apologized again and revealed her real purpose.

    “So, Oppa, I’m really sorry… but to respond to their moves, we need Leonard’s fleet that was assigned to protect you!”

    “Leonard? Ah.”

    Since the Earth Federation’s main force was on the move, there was a risk that even the strongest border defense fleets could collapse.

    This could potentially lead to the collapse of their faction.

    It seemed Marian needed every reliable elite fleet she could get to prepare for any contingency.

    But I felt quite complicated about Marian’s request.

    After all, Leonard and his fleet weren’t my subordinates but Marian’s.

    They didn’t even follow my orders and focused solely on base defense, so it was entirely Marian’s prerogative to take them away.

    So I told Marian not to worry about such things on my account.

    I assured her that I was now somewhat prepared for self-defense, so she could take them without concern.

    “Oppa…!”

    As soon as I said this, our Marian suddenly threw herself at me.

    I felt the sensation of her chest area, which seemed to have grown even more, soft yet full of elasticity.

    And with that elasticity, there was also the bumpy sensation of something that proudly showed it had no need for a bra—a minor accident.

    ==========

    Of course, apart from taking Leonard and the elite fleet, our Marian said:

    “Since our Oppa might be in danger, I’ll send a separate fleet to protect your base until the crisis is over!”

    With those words, she left after promising to relocate one of the pirate groups from the rear of her territory to here.

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    <Event>

    <Fleet Rotation Ceremony>

    <Content>

    <Due to the urgent need for available elite fleets in the rapidly developing situation, Marian has recalled Leonard who was guarding you.>

    <Instead, a pirate fleet from the rear will take his place.>

    <However, it will take some time for that fleet to arrive at your base.>

    <Time remaining until the arrival of the pirate fleet for base defense: 3 hours 33 minutes 51 seconds>

    —————————————-

    While waiting to meet the pirate group coming as Leonard’s replacement, I decided to continue with various base inspections.

    For example…

    —————————————-

    <Graviton Detection Radar Under Construction…>

    <Time remaining until completion: 12 days 8 hours 4 minutes 59 seconds>

    —————————————-

    —————————————-

    <Large Ship Dedicated Shipyard Construction List>

    -<Dock 1>

    <Cruiser Battleship Under Construction…>

    <Time remaining: 2 days 23 hours 50 minutes 12 seconds>

    <Resource consumption: 15,500 Minerals, 3,700 Rare Resources>

    —————————————-

    ‘Whew, still a long way to go.’

    I was leisurely monitoring the base construction tycoon and the status of the second cruiser battleship under construction.

    And since Leonard’s fleet, which had been responsible for our base’s security, was now gone.

    —————————————-

    <Shipyard Status>

    -<Dock 1>

    <Light Cruiser Dismantling…>

    <Time remaining: 23 hours 29 minutes 31 seconds>

    -<Dock 2>

    <Destroyer Dismantling…>

    <Time remaining: 8 hours 1 minute 12 seconds>

    -<Dock 3>

    <Destroyer Dismantling…>

    <Time remaining: 1 hour 5 minutes 32 seconds>

    -<Dock 4>

    <Escort Ship Dismantling…>

    <Time remaining: 5 hours 9 minutes 1 second>

    —————————————-

    To implement the fleet normalization plan, I was dismantling all the obsolete or now meaningless “common grade” small ships to increase the available fleet points.

    And to secure additional resources, I decided to use the resources obtained from dismantling to hire two more mercenary groups through the mercenary business office, which offered a 10% discount thanks to mass employment and the Empress’s connections, to temporarily take charge of the base’s defense.

    After making these general preparations, I was planning to prepare a simple welcome ceremony for the people who would be staying at our base until Marian returned soon.

    But at that very moment…

    “Commander! We have an emergency!”

    “Huh?”

    “The Pirate Union fleet heading to our base suffered too much damage in a clash with other Commanders’ clans and had to retreat!”

    “…Oh.”

    I had a strong feeling that the situation was not going to unfold favorably from now on.


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