Surrounded by their guards, Gray and his group headed toward the conference room within the fortress. Along the way, everyone continued chatting happily, their spirits soaring.
For them, this victory had greatly strengthened everyone's confidence. Their former fear of the Imperium had vanished, replaced by anticipation to send troops against the nearby star systems.
They would conquer all those Imperium star systems and bring them under the rule of the Lord of the Stars.
"Pssh."
After detecting the identities of those approaching, the conference room doors automatically opened to admit Gray and his group.
When Gray and the others stepped into the hall, they suddenly noticed a tall figure in golden power armor seated upon the throne.
Four tall maidservants stood behind the golden figure, silently stationed behind the throne.
After Gray and his group entered the conference hall and saw the Lord of the Stars seated on the throne, they were astonished that the Lord of the Stars, who rarely left the Lord of the Stars Flagship, had actually appeared in the fortress conference room this time.
But once they recovered, everyone looked toward the Lord of the Stars with reverence, their eyes gleaming with fervor and awe.
Then, without hesitation, they dropped to one knee before the Lord of the Stars, lowered their heads, and shouted in unison respectfully:
"Greetings, my lord."
Their voices were orderly and resounding, seeming to fill the entire conference room. Their posture was so devout and submissive, like loyal believers worshipping a god.
Although everyone had already become steadfast believers of the Lord of the Stars, this victory was clearly an event of profound significance to them as well.
"Rise, all of you!" Art Student said with a faint smile, lightly waving a hand at the crowd.
Upon hearing Art Student's words, everyone