Once the sensitive topic had ended, the previously oppressive atmosphere in the meeting room instantly became relaxed and cheerful, as though the tension and heaviness from before had never existed. Everyone began chatting and laughing, exchanging all sorts of interesting topics as laughter echoed continuously through the room.
And once the matter of the Conard Galaxy's ownership had finally been settled, Willy's tightly wound nerves were finally released.
He took a deep breath and felt incomparably relieved, but he also realized that his back had long been drenched in sweat. Only at that moment did he truly understand just how much pressure this negotiation had placed on him.
When Nack brought up the management rights of the Conard Galaxy, Willy's suspended heart rose again. He knew full well that the Conard Galaxy had been under the Conard Family's rule for tens of thousands of years. Asking Marshall, the current head of the Conard Family, to suddenly relinquish those management rights was undoubtedly an extremely difficult matter.
Yet, to Willy's utter surprise, Marshall agreed without the slightest hesitation. This sudden turn of events left Willy astonished, and a wave of admiration rose within him.
It turned out that he had always underestimated Marshall's bearing and broad-mindedness as the current family head.
A family head fully cultivated by a knightly family naturally possessed abilities, wisdom, and vision far beyond those of ordinary people. At that moment, Willy deeply realized that he still understood Marshall far too little.
Marshall, who had been casually chatting with Nack, had a crafty gleam flash through his eyes before suddenly asking, "Captain Nack, may I visit the knight mechs developed by the great Lord of the Stars?"
Marshall's attitude was exceedingly humble. He even bent slightly at the waist as he asked in a sincere and expectant