"Take command of the Death Star? Can something like that really be done?" Silas Tagge frowned, unable to believe it.
"The Imperial army is currently eliminating those Geonosians. Not a single Geonosian on Tarassia will survive. In other words, there is now no one left in the entire Milky Way Galaxy capable of completing the Death Star's construction... except us!" Orman Tagge said solemnly.
"But building the Death Star requires an enormous amount of funding and materials. We can't afford that," Silas Tagge said.
"If the Cutting-Edge Technology Alliance builds it, then it will be equivalent to multiple military-industrial conglomerates, including Kuat Drive Yards, sharing the burden. It won't be a problem." Orman Tagge said, "After the council meeting just now, I endured tremendous pressure and personally went to see His Majesty the Emperor. I told him about this idea."
At that point, the smile on Orman Tagge's face became completely impossible to suppress. It was not difficult to imagine the scene at the time. Palpatine, overcome with rage, had berated and cursed everyone present and had even executed several councilors on the spot. Yet Orman Tagge had been able to approach Palpatine alone and speak with him without being punished.
Did that fact alone not prove his entirely different standing before His Majesty the Emperor?
"His Majesty the Emperor was still very angry at the time, but he clearly appreciated my plan greatly. He even told me that if I could ultimately complete the Death Star project, I would get what I wanted! Hahahaha!" Orman Tagge began gesturing wildly as he spoke.
"Hahahaha... I've told His Majesty what I want many times already! Only I can ease His Majesty's burdens. I am the one with the ability and qualifications to serve at His Majesty's side! Hahahaha... In other words,