After Lynn finished speaking, the banquet hall fell silent.
Everyone kept their heads down and whispered among themselves.
After a while, the president of Ryan Union was the first to stand up.
"Your Excellency, rest assured! The Ryan Union will fully cooperate!"
"We, the Mel Union, are the same; we guarantee to complete our arms production tasks on time!"
"And as for our Scavengers' Alliance, leave the manpower issue to us!"
The leaders of various guilds, independent noble groups, and the leader of the scavenger alliance all expressed their support.
They were all the biggest beneficiaries of Lynn's policies.
After Lynn came to power, he broke the monopoly of the Noble Council, improved the treatment of workers and the Lower City, and preserved the property of independent nobles.
Now that Lynn is in trouble, they naturally feel it is their duty to help.
The nobles exchanged glances, their faces showing reluctance.
"Governor, since you've said so, our St. Garus Family is also willing to contribute a corresponding amount of grain!" Leo was the first to express his opinion.
But under Leo's unfriendly gaze, they had no choice but to stand up one by one and express their willingness to contribute some of their food to support the governor's mansion.
Seeing that everyone had expressed their opinions, Lynn breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you everyone." Lynn raised his glass again.
"I assure you all, this is only a temporary difficulty. Once we have fully digested Carl II, we will reclaim the Dorito Agri World."
" Brevis's days will only get better!"
"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
Cheers erupted once again in the banquet hall.
Although the shadow of Tithe still looms over everyone's minds, at least they now have a solution.
With the governor in charge, they believed they could weather this crisis.
After the welcome dinner, Lynn saw all the guests off.
He dragged his weary body back to his room.
" Isolde " was already waiting for him in the room.
She was wearing a white nightgown and sat quietly on the edge of the bed.
"You must be tired." Rena stepped forward and gently helped Lynn take off his coat.
"I've prepared a hot bath for you, go take a bath."
"Okay." Lynn smiled.
Just then, an urgent message arrived, and Lynn's mood, which had just relaxed a little, immediately became heavy again.
He quickly put on his clothes and immediately went out to Brevis Starport.
Huge beams of light shot down from Brevis's orbit, illuminating almost the entire starport.
Immediately afterwards, the deafening roar of engines came from the sky.
Lynn had arrived at the Star Harbor's docking area and looked up.
Countless landing craft took off from the Tithe Fleet's warships and flew towards the main starport.
Meanwhile, more warships are slowly approaching on the orbit.
Lynn originally thought that no matter how large the fleet was, it could not possibly surpass his expeditionary fleet.
But now he realizes that he was too naive.
In the sky, there were at least three Imperium battleships, five or six cruisers, and countless frigates and destroyers.
They formed a steel canopy, blotting out the sun and casting shadows over the entire Brevis starport.
Lynn's expression changed slightly.
He stood on the starport, staring Daidai at the massive, despair-inducing fleet in the sky, his mind reeling.
this...
Are they here to collect taxes, or to extort money from them?
Lynn looked up at the sky, which was now completely obscured.
In the pitch-black space, the massive Imperial Fleet was slowly descending, its steel hulls blotting out the sun and completely blocking out the little sunlight available.
The entire main port was shrouded in a cold shadow.
Despite the engines of the massive steel warships generating waves of heat, the temperature in the starport felt rather chilly, and even the wind seemed to have stopped.
The lead battleship was undoubtedly the central focus of the entire event.
It was a behemoth over eight kilometers long, its hull predominantly in a luxurious dark gold, accented with elegant burgundy trim.
Every edge of the ship's armor plates is engraved with intricate scriptures and the Imperium eagle emblem, and countless perfectly cut gemstones of various colors are inlaid at key points on the ship's hull.
Even under the dim lights of the Starport, it still reflects a dazzling light.
Even from tens of kilometers away, Lynn could clearly see how regular the facets of those gems were and how luxurious the materials were.
This doesn't resemble a warship conquering the stars at all; it's more like a moving royal work of art.
But Lynn's gaze was fixed on the warship's weapon array, and his heart skipped a beat.
This guy is no mere pretty face with no substance.
On both sides of the ship are arrays of a total of 104 Macro-cannon, with 52 cannons on each side alone.
Furthermore, the muzzle diameter was astonishingly large, each gun capable of easily tearing through the side armor of a cruiser.
Along the ship's central axis, three giant light spears lay dormant, their blazing muzzles seemingly capable of piercing the entire planet.
The Adamantium armor on the bow was ridiculously thick, capable of easily shattering even a small asteroid.
" The Retribution-class Battleship... no, it's the Victory-class Battleship -Retribution-class hull." Lynn muttered to himself, his fingers unconsciously clenching into a fist.
The Retribution-class Battleship were among the oldest main battleship designs in the Imperial Navy.
It is one of the Imperial Navy's most valuable assets, but as those in the know understand, this type of battleship has become extremely scarce due to both technical and production costs issues.
However, what if those abandoned Retribution-class Battleship fell into the hands of the Adeptus Mechanicus?
After a complete overhaul and radical modification, it can be transformed into a top-tier battleship that rivals other capital ships.
This type of modified ship possesses terrifying maneuverability comparable to that of a cruiser, and boasts an overwhelming firepower configuration that cures all fears of insufficient firepower, making it the most powerful weapon in the Imperial Navy.
This kind of treasure isn't something just any tax collector in the Administratum could get his hands on.
Without a strong relationship with the Mars Adeptus Mechanicus, let alone modifying a Retribution-class, even touching the ship's armor plates would be a pipe dream.
In an instant, several noble families within the Imperium Starfield, known for their luxury and military might, flashed through Lynn's mind.
A bold conjecture gradually took shape, and his brows furrowed more and more deeply.
Surrounding this flagship was a truly luxurious escort fleet.
Two Mars-class Battlecruiser stood side by side, like the most loyal squires of a knight, their Macro-cannon and hangars clearly visible.
Three Lunar-class Cruiser and three Gothic-class Cruiser formed the backbone of the fleet, all their guns pointed toward the starport, exuding undisguised intimidation.
Further out, there were countless Sword-class Frigate and Firestorm-class Frigate, which surrounded the capital ship like a pack of wolves, forming an impenetrable defensive formation.
Lynn shook her head slightly.
This fleet was far more luxurious and powerful than his expeditionary fleet and Luna's family fleet combined.
Let alone just coming to collect Tithe, they could easily raze the entire Calixis System to the ground.
What gave Lynn the most chills was the end of the massive fleet formation.
There hovered a massive transport ship, completely black, without any markings or lights.
It's like a black hole, absorbing all light and energy; its unassuming appearance exudes a chilling aura that makes even the soul tremble.
"They actually came..." Lynn's Adam's apple bobbed as he murmured.
He certainly recognized that kind of ship.
The Black Ship of the Adeptus Astra Telepathica.
A mobile prison specifically responsible for collecting Psychic Power Tithe throughout the galaxy and hunting down wild Psyker.
Such a ship would inevitably carry the most feared figure in the Imperium among Psyker — the Sisters of Silence.
These, known as the " Talons of the Emperor," are the natural nemesis of Psyker.
They are all " Blanks," and their very existence is an anti- Psychic Power "black hole."
It can be as poisonous as a curse, greatly suppressing, interfering with, and tearing apart the connection between Psyker and the Warp.
This makes it the ultimate weapon against Psychic Power and demons, effectively purifying the filth of Chaos.
At the same time, they were also responsible for piloting the " Black Ship " to collect Psyker Tithe.