Ruby knew her mother had become entangled in a conflict beyond her control, like dancing on a tightrope that would sooner or later cut her feet bloody. This was not a problem that the rank of general or Hydra's upper echelons could solve. Even if the Alien Alliance and the Emperor both sought to protect humanity, they would still go to war over the sovereignty of the Human Race.
Following Hydra's logic, her mother had chosen the side most likely to win rather than stand for the sovereignty of the Human Race. After all, even on present-day Earth, very few nations possessed complete sovereignty. General Hale saw nothing wrong with trading sovereignty for survival. The professors at Blue Raven Ridge Training Camp were top talents from every field, the return on Hydra's long-term investment in academia. There were also international relations experts serving at major think tanks. Perhaps by the logic of those think tanks, General Hale's actions were indeed feasible, but Ruby did not think so—compared to the Alien Alliance, whose location and true nature were unknown, Hydra was much closer to them. She quietly placed her hand on the hilt of the hunting knife at her waist. General Hale and the alien, still in conversation, noticed nothing, because both believed they held the initiative. The former believed the alien needed her to protect Earth, while the latter believed General Hale had to rely on him to control humanity.
Ruby shifted her feet and slowly, inconspicuously, moved closer to the alien.
From the alien's conversation, she had learned that the Kree before her claimed to come from the Cassius family and served as the representative of Planet Hala's noble bankers within the Alien Alliance. With such an identity and background, it seemed the Alien Alliance had no need to