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Chapter 489 (Mini-Theater/Side Story) Blake's Wrath

Star Pirate Alliance.

Having just completed his mission, Blake returned to the base to rest and reported to Frederick on the progress of his task of eliminating the remaining forces of the Rebel Alliance.

[The Great Lord Black: ...The area I was responsible for has been completely cleared.]
[Great Lord Black: The situation in Munan might be a bit more complicated. I'll rest for two days and then head to Munan to provide support as soon as supplies are replenished...]
Although Blake is usually carefree and seems like a goofball, he is a master at carrying out missions.

He had just sent his two reports when he received a reply from Frederick.

[You bastard: Read.]
[You bastard: Granted.]
As always, Blake's responses no longer affect him emotionally at all.

Blake: The mature and composed Lord Blake is still quite charming today.

With that thought in mind, Blake headed towards his office.

With Frederick gone, Mu Zihua now sits in his office, overseeing all affairs of the Star Pirate Alliance.

"Drip-drip-"

Blake's star signal rang thirty-six times.

An emergency mission?!

Blake hurriedly opened StarMessage and saw thirty-six messages Frederick had sent him.

[Dog: Wow, Little Black, how did you know Jiang Yuxi transferred ten figures in Star Coins to me as pocket money?]
One second Blake was thinking: "Ten-figure allowance? What the hell? Frederick, you bastard, you're so stingy! You have so many star coins, and all you get is a ten-figure allowance for your wife. Bah! The great Lord Blake despises such dog-like males! And who's Little Black? He's clearly the great Lord Blake!"

The next second: Wait a minute, who's giving the gift to whom?

[Dog: Little Black, Xixi transferred so many Star Coins to me, and told me to spend them first, and then she'll transfer me pocket money next time she earns Star Coins.]
Blake: What?! More than once he got pocket money?! You dog Frederick, how dare you take it? That's star coins the female worked so hard to earn! Don't call him Little Black anymore!
[Dog: Little Black, is she trying to take me as a sugar daddy? What should I do?]
Blake scoffed: "Keeping someone? With Frederick's despicable character, who would pay to be treated like that? Little Black, Little Black, Little Black, don't you know how to pronounce 'Blake'?"

[You bastard: Should I submit to her hesitantly, or coyly, or should I submit with unwavering loyalty, like someone who is "unmoved by wealth or poverty"?]
Blake was speechless and appalled by the shamelessness of that dog, Frederick: ...What difference does it make if it's all about obedience?!

……

[You bastard: You don't understand this kind of happiness if you don't have a wife.]
Happiness my foot! The great Lord Blake doesn't need a wife at all.

……

[You rascal: This is so frustrating! Xixi transferred a ten-figure sum of pocket money to me without letting me refuse. What should I do? If you, Xiaoming, and Xiaohua find out, will they think I'm too favored by the mistress and become jealous of me, or maybe...?]
Blake's face contorted in pain: "You bastard, if you don't want him to know, don't send him thirty-six messages at once! If you're so capable, don't show off in front of him! And you're even jealous, pshaw!"

[Dog thing: Ah, but—Little Black, a single dog like you probably wouldn't understand this kind of trouble.]
I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore!

Blake dialed Starlink directly.

Rejected, rejected, rejected...

Still refuse.

When I called back, I was blocked?

Blake was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead, and he opened the satellite communication system and unleashed a torrent of roars.

[The Great Lord Black: (Voiceover) Frederick! You bastard, if you're so good at showing off, then show me how to receive a starmail message!]
[The Great Lord Blake: (Voiceover) So what if Lady Jiang Yuxi transferred you a ten-figure allowance? Is it necessary to be so sarcastic towards a single dog like me? I'm a grown man, and I've never been insulted like this before.]
[Great Lord Blake: (Voiceover) What do you mean by "I don't have a future wife, so I wouldn't understand"? And what do you mean by "I, a single dog, would never understand how distressing it is for a wife to give you pocket money"? Fine, show off if you want, but is it really necessary to send me thirty-six messages in half a minute?]
[Great Lord Blake: (Voiceover) LOL, 36 messages in half a minute is just the StarMessage's anti-harassment setting, not your limit. Have some shame! So what if you're the wife? Acting like no one can find you.]
Honestly, I can't stand this kind of anger for even a moment, let alone a whole day.

Blake casually opened his interstellar bank balance.

……

The amount inside was actually less than the allowance Frederick received today.

Blake stared wide-eyed, counting more than ten times until his eyes turned red.

impossible!
How could the great Lord Black have so few Star Coins left?

With so few star coins, you can't even find a wife.

Impossible! How could the great Lord Blake, who is so great, have a balance that is less than the pocket money of dog Frederick?
Blake opened the balance details.

Expenditure, expenditure, expenditure...

A whole series of expenses.

There was almost no income.

He flipped through dozens of pages before finally finding the section on income.

[Dear Lieutenant Bright, your Star Bank card ending in 1452 received 1,273,053 Star Coins (salary deposit) on XX day at 08:02. Account balance: ***********.** Star Coins.]
Upon checking the date, I realized I'd been caught red-handed.

This was his last paycheck from the federal government that year.

After receiving his salary, he followed Frederick in defecting from the Union, and naturally, he stopped receiving any more wages.

In other words, he didn't receive a single Star Coin as a salary during his years with the Star Pirate Alliance.
It's basically working for free?!

The Great Blake: "...Damn it, I'm about to break down, you bastard, pay me my salary! I've worked for you in the Star Pirate Alliance for so many years, and I haven't even received a single penny. You're really going downhill. Back when I was your adjutant in the Federation, at least I got a pittance every month..."

Blake, increasingly enraged, couldn't help but send several rather scathing insults.

[Dog: Little Black, the members of the Star Pirate Alliance are all star pirates. What is a star pirate? What is their job? And where does their income come from?]
Blake's eyes widened in confusion.

Space pirates? Job? Income?

[Dog thing: StarNet explanation—Star pirate: usually refers to orcs who operate in outer space (interstellar routes, between planets, space stations, etc.), using violence, coercion, or other means to rob passing interstellar ships or plunder planetary resources.]
[You bastard: Think back to yourself, since you became a space pirate, have you ever carried out a similar mission? Have you ever gained any wealth from such plundering missions?]
robbery?

Blake's eyes cleared instantly: Bah! He's the famous Lord Blake, how could he possibly go out to rob or bully the weak!
[You bastard: You haven't even done your job properly, you haven't generated any revenue, why should the league pay your salary?]
Blake suddenly realized.

Damn it, the great Lord Black actually wants this kind of income, he shouldn't!
That was so wrong!