Chapter 61: Ch 61 fuel our growth, to evolve further
Meanwhile, there was a group even more excited than the Celestial Designer—the Grand Admirals. They all knew that they stood to benefit the most from this development.
They could already imagine the prospects: their authority would grow, and the power they wielded due to their rank would increase. In time, their reputation and influence might even rival that of the God-ranked pilots—at least in terms of strategic value and status.
Of course, such benefits wouldn’t manifest immediately. But that didn’t matter. Sometimes, having something later is as good as having it now, especially when it’s guaranteed. And this seemed inevitable.
Still, there were many considerations ahead. Producing those ships in large numbers wouldn’t be easy. The technology was completely new—one full tier beyond what the Federation currently possessed.
Entire production lines would need to be retrofitted or replaced. Even the materials required to build such ships were in question—rare, exotic, and possibly not yet in abundant supply.
As steep a challenge as it was, they all knew it would happen. The Goddess of Wisdom had made it clear. Her long speech on the state of their battlefronts and their deteriorating strategic position had awakened many to the importance of boosting military power.
And so, many members of the Council were likely to approve the initiative. After all, to live is to have power—and only the living can wield influence.
If the Federation exists, then everyone within it exists. Only then can they hold their power, their influence. But if the Federation falls, everything tied to it—empires, kingdoms, coalitions, even powerful families—will soon follow.
The combined might of six major empires, two grand coalitions, and countless kingdoms doesn’t even come close to matching the strength of the Federation. So if they fall—if that power is destroyed—then who will stand against the Servants’ Alliance? Who will be left to protect anything?
And it should be obvious to every Council member that accepting this opportunity is in their best interest—and it will be accepted. Grand Admiral Shulin was certain of it.
Her confidence wasn’t misplaced. She had seen firsthand the initiatives being taken by the three goddesses. It was clear they would not let such a promising opportunity—one that far outweighed any potential risk—slip from humanity’s grasp.
And the Council members were no fools. Even if some of them didn’t yet fully grasp the implications, they would understand soon enough. Many would come around quickly. After all, it was in their own interest that the Federation grow stronger.