Agnes spoke with complete confidence. But for all her certainty, putting the idea into practice was not so simple.
The dozen or so people in this Gumeian team had all taken part in the War God Festival. Three of them were psychics, making them a small but formidable fighting force by galactic standards. In theory, they should have had no shortage of work.
But as we knew, the Empire was a country with a tightly controlled bureaucracy and centralized government. Its regulations on adventurers and mercenaries were also extremely strict. The small armed teams allowed to operate relatively freely within Imperial territory generally had official or great-noble backing.
As for Agnes and the others, they didn't even have weapons permits. Just registering as a mercenary company would mean filing twenty forms and making trips to seven or eight space cities.
Fortunately, just when they were at a loss, they happened to see Mr. Karnovich's recruitment ad on the Mercenary Guild's network. Then, during the interview, they met Mr. Silverbeard.
And so, this temporary team of humans, Terrabians, and Gumeians came together. They set off on their grand voyage across the stars with high spirits... only to be stopped on Lu Yuan Star before they'd even left Imperial territory. They'd been stuck there for an entire week.
"So, you're..." Yu Lian asked curiously.
The Russian and the hairy Terrabian exchanged a glance, seemingly trying to find the right words. But the Gumeian girl's face showed clear reluctance. She rubbed her hands together awkwardly and said tentatively, "Um, well, Captain, if you don't mind, could we..."
Feifei gave Agnes a discreet kick. The latter hurriedly said, "Could we borrow some money..."
She hadn't finished speaking before she got kicked again, and quickly changed tack. "Would you be willing to invest some money