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"The capital planet is being targeted by the enemy's main force?"

The news that the Banfield family's capital planet was being targeted by the enemy's main force, led by Cleo, had also reached Marie.

Still locked in a standoff with the noble fleet led by Tryde, Marie, unlike Tia who was in the midst of a fierce battle, had made no moves.

While she was frustrated by her inability to achieve any military glory, she continued to exercise patience to avoid making any rash moves.

Her adjutant knight reported the number of enemy ships, his expression bitter.

"According to the latest intelligence, it's a massive force approaching four million. Honestly, where did they scrape together an additional two million ships?"

As her adjutant expressed his disgust at the Empire's national power, Marie placed a hand on her chin.

(I'm worried for Lady Rosetta and Lord Edward, but more than that, reinforcements at this timing? Has the Imperial Army constructed such a reliable supply base in their rear?)

The thought that the enemy had solved their supply problems made her anxious, but she pondered whether it was truly possible.

(I've heard that among the relics of fallen civilizations, there's a mythical tool that can create gold from garbage. It wouldn't be strange if the Empire possessed such a thing. It wouldn't be strange, but... is it really possible?)