Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming.

The issues raised by the General Assembly itself do indeed have irreplaceable strategic value.

For example, demarcating new shipping lanes, allocating development rights for newly conquered unclaimed worlds, and exchanging contingency plans for certain deadly star sector disasters.

In this universe, those who work in isolation will not survive for long.

Information exchange is essential for you to outrun and outlast your competitors.

Theodora herself has always attached great importance to the General Assembly.

Like that old bastard "Joan Quinn Cross," she is a major shareholder of Void Harbor and always keeps her appointments on time.

Even when she was sometimes too busy to attend to everything due to the tense situation of the battle or other more pressing matters.

Her intelligence chief, Quinlard Voitwell, would also meticulously organize all meeting minutes and key changes and deliver them to her immediately.

This is what constitutes a profound foundation.

There are about two hours of buffer time before the official opening of this conference.

Most of the attendees at Star Harbor were busy using this last window to conduct some informal business meetings.

Or, in small groups, they could go to the extremely luxurious high-end shopping area surrounding the Central Auditorium to find some fun.

Theodora also planned to go there for a visit.

The long-distance subspace journey was quite smooth thanks to the powerful electromechanical systems of the "Prince of Destiny".

However, long-term consumption of those high-end synthetic pastes... which sacrificed taste to ensure nutritional standards, had numbed the taste buds of this dynasty's ruler.

She needs something delicious to stimulate her senses.

"Grandma!"

A crisp, energetic voice came from the side corridor.

Upon hearing this voice, Theodora's face, which had been tense from being on guard for so long, immediately softened.

She turned around.

She saw a young woman walking quickly toward her.

Her long red hair swayed gently in the breeze of the gravity system, and her well-tailored, slender, yet dashing aristocratic hunting attire perfectly accentuated her tall figure.

This girl is extremely beautiful.

His eyes were clear, free from the gloom and scheming that comes with being in the center of power; instead, they shone with a rare liveliness.

Liliana von Valancieus.

Theodora's most beloved granddaughter.

He was also the acting minister of the von Valancius family's office.

In other old-fashioned dynasties, such crucial and lucrative positions were usually assigned to experienced, prudent, and ruthless elders from collateral branches, or senior vassals.

After all, the office is full of shrewd people, and there are all sorts of complicated conflicts of interest.

If not handled properly, it could not only result in the loss of a large amount of wealth, but also damage the reputation of the dynasty.

But Theodora deliberately placed Liliana there.

Not only because of his preference, but also because he valued Liliana's outstanding social skills.

She possessed not only an outstanding appearance and impeccable manners that could make most ronin lower their guard.

This girl also demonstrated remarkable skill in business negotiations and the exchange of interests.

She always manages to find clever angles to help the Valancius family secure the most lucrative share of the pie in the turbulent Voidport.

She was the one who successfully lobbied to bring Deep Space Industries into the expansion plan.

This achievement alone was enough to secure Liliana's place within the family.

“Liliana.” Theodora smiled slightly and opened her arms.

Liliana stepped forward and gave her grandmother a warm hug.

The two ignored the awe or complicated looks from those around them.

In this void harbor, the name of von Valancius is enough to deter most people.

Butler Abelard stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Greetings, young lady." The old man's tone was kind and gentle, like that of an elder.

Abelard had always admired Liliana, believing she had the potential to succeed Theodora.

“Grandpa Abelard, you’ve worked hard too,” Liliana replied with a smile.

Just then.

Quind Voitwell also stepped out from the shadows, still wearing that ambiguous smile, his effeminate face appearing somewhat pale under the light.

"Young Miss, it's been a while, but your charm remains as outstanding as ever."

Kunrad nodded slightly.

“The work abroad is demanding and complex, and you have managed the affairs of the office in an excellent manner.”

"Truly admirable."

Faced with such flattery, Liliana's smile turned slightly cold.

She didn't like Kunlad.

This person always had an uncomfortable, sticky feeling about them, like a venomous snake ready to flick its tongue at any moment.

Liliana never understood why her grandmother would give this guy such a high priority.

Is it really safe to entrust the family's intelligence lifeline to such a person?

However, out of consideration for her grandmother, Liliana did not show her dislike too obviously.

She simply nodded faintly, her tone distant.

"Thank you too, Steward Kunrad."

"Be true to what you see, that's all."

After saying that, she ignored Kunrad and took Theodora's arm.

"Grandmother, you're late this time."

Liliana gave a coquettish remark, but there was no hint of blame in her tone.

Before this renowned ruler of the dynasty.

Liliana is one of the very few people who doesn't need to maintain that suffocatingly formal, businesslike attitude.

Their relationship is more like that of an ordinary grandmother and granddaughter with a deep affection for each other.

“We encountered some trouble on the way, and the Largoks went to extort money from us.”

Theodora patted her granddaughter's hand.

"Fortunately, the matter has been resolved without any major problems."

The two walked hand in hand toward the dining area surrounding the central auditorium.

Abelard and Kunlad wisely lagged behind a few steps and followed.

The corridor is decorated in an extremely luxurious style, with reliefs made from melted and recast ancient warship wreckage hanging on the walls, depicting the grand scene of human civilization defeating aliens and demons.

Along the way, many marginalized ronin and representatives of established families saw Theodora.

They immediately stopped or made way for the road, and bowed respectfully.

Theodora simply nodded slightly as a greeting.

She didn't need to pay too much attention to these people.

"Grandmother, you must try the newly opened Star Castle restaurant in the West District."

Liliana excitedly recommended it.

"They obtained a particularly rare ingredient, which they brought from the Storm Starfield."

"It is said to be the rib meat of a blind bear from the plateau, bred using special biochemical methods."

"The taste is superb, and it also has a slight stimulating effect on the senses, making you feel relaxed... It's really delicious!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Theodora, upon hearing this, also became somewhat interested.

"Then after the meeting, you have to take me to see it properly."

“However,” Theodora suddenly changed the subject, becoming earnest.

"Compared to barbecue..."

"What I'm more concerned about is whether Liliana has met anyone she likes in the past six months?"

Theodora gently patted her granddaughter's shoulder.

"You'll be meeting all sorts of important figures in the expanded territory here, including young talents from various dynasties and commanders of up-and-coming privateering groups..."

"Isn't there one that suits your taste?"

Liliana blushed slightly upon hearing this.

She said with a hint of helplessness and a touch of coquettishness:

"Grandmother, why do you bring this up the moment we meet..."

"What do you mean, 'Why did I bring this up again'?"

Theodora gave her a rare glare, her tone somewhat stubborn.

"How can the bloodline of the von Valancius family be cut off like this?"

This was Theodora's biggest worry and pain.

While the von Valancieus family possessed immense wealth, they seemed to be shrouded in an invisible curse.

The bloodline was extremely thin.

Theodora's children either died in battle or were killed by various political enemies through intrigue.

Others disappeared completely after going to some inexplicable abyssal zone, and their bodies were never recovered.

The situation wasn't much better for the descendants of his children.

By her generation, there were very few direct blood relatives left who could be ranked in line!

Theodora felt deeply uneasy about the threat of her family line ending.

Liliana was her top choice.

If we don't tighten our grip on marriage alliances and procreation, the future of our family will truly be in jeopardy.

"You know, I don't want to waste my energy on trivial things."

Liliana pouted.

“The sons of nobles are obsessed with power and deals.”

"He only approached me to curry favor with his family."

"They don't deserve it."

"Sigh, you little rascal..."

Theodora sighed, about to offer another word of advice.

Just then, her gaze passed over Liliana's shoulder.

It landed on a figure not far ahead.

Theodora's previously gentle expression was instantly covered by a layer of frost.

"...Why are you here too?"

Theodora uttered a sentence in an icy tone.

Liliana looked in the direction her grandmother was looking, somewhat surprised.

A young man stood in front of a store that sold high-end mechanical prosthetics.