Aboard the Winged Race Flagship.
"The younger generation really is formidable!" Ishar gazed at the report in her hand with admiration.
As the commanding officer, Ishar naturally had to follow every stage of these important negotiations, which concerned both sides' interests.
In fact, immediately after the two sides took their break, records of the negotiations, including video footage, had reached her.
After a little thought, she roughly guessed what Alsace was trying to accomplish. It was risky, but judging from Black Steward's subtle reaction-he had not stormed out-his gamble had probably paid off.
"But they really are cautious. They called it a face-to-face meeting, yet not one of them actually showed up..." Ishar said, rather disappointed.
What useful intelligence could Twin Stars gather from a negotiating delegation consisting of a hologram and a bunch of robots?
Whether the lightbulbs on their heads had enough wattage?
Her newly appointed cousin would probably be disappointed this time...
"Commander, Black Steward is requesting a call!" her adjutant suddenly said.
"Heh! I knew he'd come looking for me..." Ishar smiled.
He would simply demand an explanation and ask her to replace the negotiator.
When faced with an opponent who wanted to use public authority to settle a personal grudge, the best strategy was to complain to his superiors and apply pressure from within. Ishar would have found it strange if Black Steward had not protested.
But clearly, Ishar had no intention of sabotaging her own side...
"Should we accept?" the adjutant asked.
"No! Tell him I'm busy. Also, I've given Alsace full authority over the negotiations. I won't interfere!"
"But if they turn hostile and jeopardize the deal, we might have trouble explaining it to Congress..." the adjutant said worriedly.
"The Kruze Family's boy isn't afraid to stand on the front line. What do