"What? The Locke Conglomerate won a decisive victory?" Flint asked in surprise.
"Yes! Our scouts reported that the Locke Conglomerate is currently redeploying its fleets, preparing to commit more forces to a full-scale invasion of the Gemini Civilization on the other side of the wormhole.
Apparently, that civilization's main fleet has already been completely annihilated. Next, the Locke Conglomerate plans to seize plunder and colonies on a massive scale."
"Not long ago, I heard that the Locke Conglomerate's wormhole development had hit a roadblock, and the two sides were deadlocked. I didn't expect things to be settled so quickly.
Chloros, Lord of the Catacombs... he really does know his stuff!" Flint frowned slightly.
He felt not the slightest joy at his ally's victory.
A dangerous neighbor on his doorstep, Kinlock had long coveted the Shattered Star Region's "underworld business." He had tried to muscle in several times, only to come away empty-handed because of the region's complicated situation.
Only then had he settled for the next best thing, courting Black Sail as an ally to exert influence over the Shattered Star Region.
But theirs was ultimately just an alliance of convenience, maintaining a delicate balance on a pitiful foundation of trust.
Once the Locke Conglomerate's "gamble" paid off, bringing it enormous wealth and territory from beyond the wormhole, its strength would inevitably soar!
A lion and a tiger could coexist peacefully because they were evenly matched.
But if that tiger suddenly turned into a Tyrannosaurus Rex, it certainly wouldn't be calling the lion its brother the next time they met. It would probably be deciding whether to steam or braise the lion's head for dinner...
So the Locke Conglomerate's rise was not actually in Black Sail's interests.
But... should I break with them now? Flint was still wary of the