Elsewhere in space, Captain-General Rtali, leader of the Blargol Eighth
Fleet, was considering his options after conquering another random planet.
His troops had done well and he had time before he was scheduled to assault
something else. Time to think about the state of this so-called Zakav
Empire that Vakaz had created. So far, Vakaz’s family had shown the
collective leadership ability of mildew—when they weren’t dying
mysteriously. Furthermore, he was not too pleased about the idea of a
half-Caphanite running things. Also, he really wanted to avoid having to
visit Planet Gloom.
There were others who felt as he did, but holding a meeting would be
difficult, especially with Captain Mselt in his command. That idiot was
almost obsessively loyal to Vakaz. There had to be some way to get rid of
him….
Of course, send him off on a mission somewhere. He signaled his aide to
call Captain Mselt.
A few moments later, Mselt entered. Rtali looked at him blankly causing
Mselt to wince and step outside again.
There was a chime from the door. “Enter,” Rtali said.
Mselt reentered the room and saluted. “You wanted to see me,
Captain-General?”
“Indeed. Captain, I have a mission for you and your elite fighting
force. I wish you to go and scout for possible enemies in… this system
here,” Rtali replied, pointing at a spot on his view screen.
“Where?”
“Right there.” He pointed again.
“Oh, I see it. I thought it was a smudge.”
“It’s glowing.”
“Well, a radioactive smudge.”
“Whatever. I want you to go and scout.”
“Right. We will report any enemies in this system,” he squinted at the
map, “…Sol? Kind of a dull name for a star, isn’t it?”
“Possibly.” He switched the map to a view of the system. “Now, you’ll
want to meet at one of these outer planets before moving into those more
likely to be inhabited.”
“How about this ringed one? It seems easy to pick out and we could get
some neat pictures.”
Rtali considered this. “If you wish.” Anything you do that keeps you
away from me is fine in my book, he didn’t add.
“Okay then,” Mselt said, preparing to leave, “We’ll get ready to go.
Good day, Captain-General.”
“Good day, Captain.”
Mselt walked out, and the door closed behind him. Rtali grinned,
pleased he had find a way to get rid of Mselt and scout a potential enemy.
Fortunately, it was extremely unlikely they’d find anything important there.