"Little Kuat? He's in charge now?" Willix Blythex raised an eyebrow.
"I'd say it won't be long. Onana Kuat is practically losing her mind now. She spends every day fearing that Gideon Danu will take her position from her, while hating him for restricting her movements everywhere." Lila Blythex gave a cold laugh.
Willix smiled faintly. "That isn't surprising. What Onana Kuat wants is the most corrupt and disgusting thing in the Milky Way Galaxy. She only wants to satisfy her own selfish desires. When a person's heart is filled with darkness, everyone they see seems dark... In fact, Gideon Danu strikes me as an open and honorable gentleman. That is precisely why I agreed to his request and designed the V-wing fighter for Kuat Drive Yards."
"So you know that orders for the V-wing fighter have now surpassed even the Hunter Class in value. This year alone, the military ordered two hundred thousand V-wing fighters. That is also one of Onana Kuat's greatest fears," Lila Blythex said.
They chatted happily, like an inseparable father and daughter.
Willix Blythex was clearly enjoying himself, talking endlessly about everyday matters. But this small talk was not what Lila Blythex wanted. "So come back, Father. If Little Kuat takes power, Kuat Drive Yards will be different. We can design even more powerful warships to contend with the Separatists."
"Are the Knight-class and Consul-class not enough?" The corners of Willix Blythex's mouth curled upward slightly.
"You know the answer, Willix. Dawn Star Planet's warship designs are at least an era ahead of ours," Lila said. The warm word "Father" quietly vanished from the way she addressed him. She pressed on, "Tell me, if it were you, how would you fight the Separatist fleet?"
Willix Blythex sighed again. "It would be difficult, but not impossible."