Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 435 I, the Knight of Camas
The Damocles slowly docked with permission, and with the Emperor above, Taylor saw a welcoming team consisting of thousands of officers after entering the starport.

As if to demonstrate their own strength and development, those officers were covered in full sets of armor and light explosives used by combat nuns.

Plasma guns, chainswords, and power swords are also standard.

In general, they are rich and powerful, and they can do whatever they want.

After all, the star region where Kamas is located was also a core area before it became the dark side of the empire, but it began to become increasingly desolate after the light of the Astronomican Torch dimmed.

Now that it has regained its honor, Kamas has naturally become the jewel of the star zone. Especially after the subspace travel became unavailable, such fringe worlds have become a must-pass place.

At this moment, safety has become the top priority rather than the so-called transportation routes, and Kamas and the surrounding world are not only stable but also prosperous, so that a large number of merchants are stationed there.

Taylor couldn't believe that his little planet had been transformed in just a few years. He originally just wanted to get more resources for the poor people here, but he didn't ask them to go from being penniless to being the boss of the star zone, right?
Although there was a resource imbalance, Taylor did underestimate human creativity.

"Very good, very good..." Taylor rarely praised others from the bottom of his heart. At least for him, the empire was more of disappointment, helplessness, numbness or powerlessness.

Today was really a surprise. Perhaps the dark side of the empire is not just despair, and perhaps the Astronomican brings more than just light.

However, such prosperity is difficult to last long. As long as the star torch shines again or the devil appears, all the prosperity here will be like a bubble.

Taylor is actually thinking about how to continue this situation.

He didn't want such a lively atmosphere to be short-lived, nor did he want such a martial arts world to be buried.

At least in terms of winning the war, they did better than Taylor expected.

He now strode in, waving, and the officers began firing at the ceiling as part of the formality.

Fortunately, the ceiling of the starport is very high, and the bullets are all specially made blank bullets, and they use old-fashioned flintlock rifles, or even black powder, so the smoke is exaggerated.

And those flintlock rifles were all handmade. Considering that this was just a sudden and temporary arrangement, those people were obviously richer than Taylor imagined...

It's a bit enviable, at least for Taylor, he is working hard outside, while they can make a fortune here.

Of course, this can be considered as keeping the benefits within the family. Taylor is still very tolerant about this. At least in front of his brothers and those who have fought with him, he is still quite tolerant and generous, even like a saint.

But to the Chaos Fangs and the Aliens, Taylor is probably the worst guy in the world.

Taylor was a nightmare for the imperial bureaucrats and those who were just sitting there doing nothing.

But to those who had fought alongside him, he was perfect, or close to perfect.

At this moment, many veterans couldn't help but shed tears. They couldn't help but think of the great battle they had experienced and how it was Taylor who helped them achieve victory in that desperate situation.

For them, the embodiment of victory was Taylor himself, and now that the legend has returned, it is obviously a gift from the Emperor.

They worshipped the god of war, but Taylor simply hurried down to the surface of Kamas in an orbital elevator.

Looking at the endless starry sky outside the translucent glass, this legacy from the dark technological age is exerting its final heat.

This is a good thing that the Kamas people bought at a high price. Of course, its existence is for fast transportation and to solve the problem of never-ending transportation capacity.

This space elevator has 12 lines, two of which are passenger lines for VIPs only, and can accommodate three Lemanus tanks without any problems.

As for the cargo lines...

It could accommodate almost all of Skyport's resources. A month's throughput and the economic value it created were enough to offset its exorbitant price tag and the lengthy and complex assembly and transportation process. When Taylor entered the atmosphere, he discovered the elevator was nearly three times faster than the transport plane. And especially with its powerful anti-gravity engines at work, they barely noticed anything was amiss.

I just stared at the beautiful scenery among the stars, and the destination was already in front of me.

However, such a space elevator is difficult to store, especially after such a long time, when only one in ten will remain. Even on Macragge, there are only a few starports that can store such a thing, let alone such a huge one...

All Taylor could say about it was, "Good stuff, good stuff."

"I, a man from the heart of the empire, have become a country bumpkin!"

When he got off the elevator and was taken to his Governor's Palace by car, the place had been transformed into a huge museum-like building.

But this only belongs to Taylor.

Many of Taylor's battle honors were hung in it, as well as countless delicacies, from dark red caviar to the cheapest bread, each one carefully cooked.

Apparently they had figured out Taylor's personality. Lying on the soft leather sofa, Taylor looked at bottle after bottle of high-end red wine and couldn't help sighing that the extravagant days he once complained about had finally come to him.

This place is so comfortable!

But when the girl, no, lady in combat uniform walked in, she looked capable, with hair falling to her earlobes. Her former childish look was gone, and she looked handsome and pretty.

What is most amazing is actually the size of the chest.

Taylor exclaimed. "A girl has become a beautiful woman."

The now-grown Lion Guard girl replied teasingly. "You took my home, my place, and now you finally want me too?"

Taylor replied. "Are you kidding?"

She replied. "I'm serious. This world can't be without you. I'm willing..."

Taylor interrupted her rambling.

"I'm the planet's governor. If I don't care, no one else will."

"Here's how, give me some brown paper and I'll write down my plan for the next 50 years."

“That’s probably all you need to do.”

"Rather than that, prepare ships and supplies for me, and update the nearby star maps."

"I'm going to Krieg. I'd better give me a few fleets."

The lady said at this moment, "I didn't expect the Governor, who is usually away, to come back and ask for this and that."

"But I have no choice. We owe you too much."

"However, my lord, Krieg has always refused to establish diplomatic relations with us..."

"I don't know the situation nearby."

Taylor said calmly, "I have a way to deal with those guys. Just prepare the stuff!"

(End of this chapter)