After speaking, Gray dropped to one knee and bowed his head before the Lord of the Stars. His eyes were filled with self-reproach and guilt, and in a low, hoarse voice laden with deep regret, he said, "My lord, this time I allowed the new recruits among the Space Marines to join the battle, resulting in heavy casualties. This was an error in my decision-making. I request your punishment."
After Gray knelt on one knee to admit his fault, everyone in the conference room looked at him in disbelief, their eyes full of confusion and incomprehension.
The people from the logistics department were even more puzzled. Why would Gray take the initiative to admit fault after winning the war? Could it be that this victory was not as perfect as they had imagined?
Wasn't winning a war supposed to be something to celebrate? Why did Gray still consider it his own mistake? It was difficult to understand.
For a moment, the entire conference room fell silent. Only Gray's heavy breathing echoed through the air. Everyone pondered the meaning behind his words, trying to understand why he blamed himself so deeply.
Only Anrida understood. This victory had been bought with the deaths of the soldiers under their command. Since joining the Lord of the Stars, this was the first time they had suffered such severe casualties.
That was why, when faced with the Lord of the Stars' praise, Gray had chosen to admit his fault. He was taking all the casualties from this battle upon himself.
Although the decision to conduct boarding operations had been approved by all the military's senior officers, Gray clearly placed all the blame on himself, declaring it to be his own fault.
After understanding this, Anrida stepped forward as well. He dropped to one knee before