"I'm going right now. The Commander must be waiting for me!"
"Wait, Eclair, calm down!"
When Duanmu Huai returned to the bridge after killing Lucius, he found the place in complete chaos. Eclair looked desperate to leave, while the other girls were trying to stop her—Okegis had even tied her up with threads and hung her from the ceiling.
"What happened? I went out for a fight, and you had one here too?"
Duanmu Huai stared blankly at Eclair, who was swinging back and forth in midair.
"Ah, Uncle! You're back."
Seeing Duanmu Huai return, Echote also breathed a sigh of relief.
"We've completely crushed the Chaos Fleet..."
"I saw that. What I'm more curious about is why you tied Eclair up here."
Duanmu Huai curiously studied Eclair, who was swaying from the ceiling. Since joining the Inquisition, Rumiere had earned Duanmu Huai's trust because of her skill with networks and electronics. Eclair's abilities, however, had little room to shine within the Inquisition. Most of the time, she was responsible for Rumiere's safety and various odd jobs for the Inquisition.
"It's like this, Uncle. After defeating the Chaos Fleet, I sent the Reconnaissance Fleet to search the surrounding area..."
Well, that was very much in keeping with Echote's timid yet devious personality.
"And then?"
"We received a distress signal from one of the planets."
As she spoke, Echote opened the communications channel, and a woman's voice came through.
"Mayday, mayday, mayday. This is GOTT Commander Ericpus. Please respond if you can hear me. We need assistance..."
"GOTT... Wasn't that the organization Eclair and Rumiere belonged to before they fled?"
"That's right. The Galactic Federation and Galactic Trade and Tariff Organization, or GOTT for short."
Rumiere nodded, while Duanmu Huai sighed.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. The tax office in your world is