Interstellar Age

War... War was declared almost immediately after the conversation between Erich and the Ghimderi puppets ended. For the Germanic Star-Empire, this was not a cause of anxiety, but rather a cause of celebration.

Inheriting the traditions of their ancient ancestors, the warrior spirit was alive and well within the Germanic Star-Empire. And most young men reveled in the chance to gain glory through combat. In fact, Erich was rather unique among his people, insofar that he had nothing but regrets from his previous military career in his past life.

Immediately, the fleets began to assemble, and the soldiers began to board their ships. Much of the non-combat related roles had now been delegated to auxiliary series combat droids. And because of this, there was a significantly higher number of combat personnel within the Germanic Military than ever before.

In a society that did not heavily rely on AI for logistics and support, as was most common across the galaxy. Only one in ten military personnel would serve in a combat related mos. But for the Germanic Star-Empire, this had suddenly turned into a whopping 8/10 soldiers serving in such a capacity.

Of course, the Empire had spent the last five years overhauling their armed forces for just this change. And this time, they would not be fighting alone. Instead, the Great Oni Emperor immediately threw his lot in with the Germanic Star-Empire against his suzerains, as did the Dvrakian Consortium.

Their Militaries had also begun to recieve enhancements in technology and weaponry from the Germanic Star-Empire several years ago, allowing them to have an increase in combat efficiency when compared with their previous states.

In fact, it was not the Great Oni Emperor, but his Royal Aunt who had called Erich, she seemed to be in a rather foul mood as she did so.

"When I woke up this morning, I thought I would be giving you a call to express my congratulations on your ascension to power... Now I fear I will have nothing to express but lament. Why did these bastards have to pick a fight with us on the day you came to power? They spoiled the celebrations I had in mind!"

Erich chuckled when he heard this, before explaining why this was happening.

"It is to be expected. The Ghimderi Trade union has long since sought to bring my people to heel. With a new transitionary period, they perceived us to be weak, and thus wish to apply pressure. Unfortunately for them, the entirety of the previous regime is behind me, and we are more united than ever.

My people are not concerned. There has never been a war in the history of the Empire that has reached our borders, and we don't intend to break that record now. Instead, we will be the vanguard in this fight.

The Great Oni Military is still undergoing vast changes, and I don't expect you to take a position on the front lines. The same can be said for the Dvrakian Consortium. I would appreciate it if you used your forces to provide support to my own.

First, we will annihilate the Ennochian fleet, and those of their vassals. A single decisive battle should be enough to cause those religious fanatics to drop out of the war. Once they have done so, we will sign a treaty with them, allowing the Dvrakian Consortium to become our vassal instead.

Then, we will turn our attention to those bastards who dare to call themselves your masters. For their arrogance, I will destroy their entire race and leave no trace of their civilization. From now until the end of time, the only record that will prove they existed will be that of their destruction at our hands.

Let the galaxy remember what happens when they dare to raise their arms against the Germanic race!"

A mischievous smile appeared on Yumi's face, almost as if she was getting off to Erich's cruelty. She spoke in a sultry tone as she berated him for his ruthlessness.

"A bold statement... But you do realize the sub-galactic powers answer directly to the Alfheim Empress herself. I doubt that old woman will allow you to get rid of one of her toys so easily... Although I have to admit, I like your attitude. Hans was an effective leader, but he feared to take such drastic measures. If we are to survive the upcoming crisis in the Milky Way, we will need a man who is willing to do what is necessary to survive."

Despite Yumi's warning about Lunaria, and her potential reprisal, Erich did not balk in the slightest. Instead, he wore a confident grin on his face as he expressed his fearlessness in this matter.

"If by old woman, you mean Empress Lunaria, you leave her to me. I am sure she will not be able to refuse me so long as I explain my position properly. Besides... It is better to ask for forgiveness, then permission. By the time she even hears about my plans, it will already be too late..."

Yumi smirked when she heard this. She appeared fascinated by Erich in a way she had never expressed in her previous life. He was not simply some toy she could use to get off to, but rather a strong and capable leader, one who she was now curious to see how far he would go. And she was quick to express this exact sentiment.

"You keep surprising me, Erich... I look forward to your progress. Very well, I will use my fleets to support your own. Until you finish with those little angels, I will hold the line against my suzerains. They will be surprised to see how far the Great Oni Fleet has developed in the years since you gifted us with your weapons and technology.

A gift, I might add, that we will never forget! I will speak with you again when you have resolved the problems with your little devils. Until then, please look after my little Ayumi. I am sure the next time we meet, the two of us will have all kinds of stories to share about our time in your bed!"

And just like that, Yumi ended the call with an absolutely shameless statement. One that Erich had come to expect from the mature Oni beauty. But getting in her pants was not his immediate concern. Instead, he had to focus on a war. One which he sought to resolve as quickly as possible, and with as few casualties.