Chapter 652: Chapter 646: Arrival
However, it was after arriving here that they realized, when compared to the warships here, those docked at Death Star’s Harbor were as harmless as lambs in innocence. In front of them now were true battleships. Leaving aside their design, the enormous cannon ports exposed on their exteriors alone were enough to deem them as real weapons of war.
The small warship on which Finn Lewis was riding headed straight for the largest ship in the fleet. The closer they got, the more the striking disparity in their sizes became apparent. As they advanced, it was as if they were approaching an enormous entity. Its size was so huge that one could not gauge its full extent by merely looking up.
Only by comparing it with oneself could one comprehend its immense size. Accompanied by Dunn Monty and a young officer, Finn Lewis walked straight to the fleet command room.
“Welcome aboard, Your Highness!” was the harmonious greeting that echoed as Lewis set foot on this flagship spanning at least a thousand square meters. Excluding the humanoid robots stationed at some posts, everyone else performed the same gesture of dropping to one knee as those aboard the smaller ship did.
“Everyone, please rise.” Even though Finn Lewis had experienced grandeur and spectacle before, the sight before him was slightly overwhelming. Hastening his steps, he helped General Toby Yarrow, who was leading the salutation, to his feet while responding.
“Yes!” Everyone rose to their feet and most of them returned to their duties, leaving only a few folks around Lewis, including Toby Yarrow who’d led the salute.
“Your Highness, shall we proceed towards the Galactic Star region now?” Toby Yarrow asked, his face expressionless.
“Indeed, I appreciate your assistance, General Yarrow.” Lewis responded with a nod. He didn’t know these people well and decided not to indulge in chatter. If they didn’t initiate conversation with him, he didn’t know what he should say either.
Artificial Sun... Lewis stared at the thing outside the window, although he didn’t know what level of technology was required for this, he was certain that it was beyond the reach of humans.
The ship moved rapidly towards the central part of the Galactic Star region. After thirty minutes, a humanoid stood in front of Finn Lewis and Dunn Monty, “Your Highness, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am the lawyer dispatched by the Supervisory Bureau to assist Your Highness with the inheritance paperwork. You may call me Charles.” This humanoid, dressed in a formal suit, greeted Lewis enthusiastically and bowed as he spoke.
“Hello,” Lewis responded with a nod. “Your Highness, please follow me.” The humanoid immediately guided Lewis with a smile. Apparently, this was the official institution on this planet and the premises were vast, filled with myriad creatures, enabling Lewis to observe a good number of alien species.
While most inhabitants were humans, there were other extraterrestrial species around. For instance, the fierce aliens with green skin and small stature that Lewis had encountered earlier.
With a humanoid assisting Lewis, there’s not much he needed to worry about. What puzzled Lewis was the Supervisory Bureau’s attitude. Initially, he found his respectful reception by the Supervisory Bureau exhilarating, only to realize later that the kneeling seemed more of a ceremonial tradition.
To put it bluntly, there was a rule within the Supervisory Bureau that everybody should abide by, which was, to bow to him. But afterward, the Bureau’s personnel treated Lewis no differently than a stranger. Only when he was disembarking the warship did Toby Yarrow mention that he could contact the Supervisory Bureau should he encounter any danger or require their assistance.
Apart from that, no other instructions were given, which frustrated Lewis a bit. Clearly, it would have helped were they to provide a means of contact!
It seemed that Lewis’s royal status didn’t command too much importance at the Supervisory Bureau, unlike what Monty had suggested. If the royal family had the power to command the Supervisory Bureau, the royal family’s nine major clans wouldn’t fear them so much. There must be more to this scenario than what Lewis knew.
But when asked, Monty wouldn’t tell Lewis, or perhaps, Monty himself wasn’t quite sure. After all, according to Monty, he was once a mere soldier under the jurisdiction of the Supervisory Bureau.