February 21. Three days had passed since the marriage alliance with Germa.
The basic terms of cooperation had been settled, establishing a three-way partnership.
Titans would provide production capacity, Babylon would supply materials, and Germa would contribute technology.
It wasn't that Judge didn't want Titans' technology, but after seeing it firsthand, he declared that he had "learned himself stupid."
At the practical level, the electromagnetic and mechanical technology Titans used wasn't much more sophisticated than Germa's.
The underlying theory was indeed advanced, especially in electromagnetism. But without the Rumble-Rumble Fruit and Magnet-Magnet Fruit, those theories offered Germa limited help.
It was entirely a product of "energy liberation," skipping several theoretical stages and forcibly jumping straight to practical application.
-Like hell anyone could fucking learn that. No wonder even the World Government wasn't interested.
Meanwhile, the raid suits and clone technology Germa supplied were practically science-fiction technology to Sephiroth.
The clone technology meant Bondrewd's Praying Hands would no longer be mere showpieces once outside his direct control.
The raid suits were even more interesting. They let you transform!
Sephiroth had already started putting together a set of Kamen Rider-style equipment to play with.
Of course, for Sephiroth, the assistance these raid suits provided was better than nothing, but not by much.
Eight in the morning-
Inside Reiju's private room in the Babylon Temple.
Sitting on the bed, Sephiroth connected to Babylon's main server through radio waves, reviewing information online that required his personal attention.
"...B...Boss~"
Lying beside him, Reiju rose from beneath the covers, looking disheveled in ways best left unspoken.
"Morning. Want some breakfast?"
With a thought from Sephiroth, an insulated metal container floated over, holding a Western-style breakfast of fried eggs, pastries, milk, and more.
A metal tabletop with padded edges also hovered steadily nearby.
"No...I don't feel like