Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start Chapter 1127 A Plan

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The childish yet slightly brave and obedient Patrick, with his confident smile and his fiery eyes full of determination.

The energetic and slightly materialistic Emilia, with her obsession over colorful accessories and her talent at pilot and coordination.

The calm and composed, yet obedient and useful Hers, soone that follows rules and always obeys those of higher authority than him.

These three were the first I saved and the ones that had obeyed every command I gave to them, they're also talented, quickly learning how to coordinate themselves with .

Their Neutonium Cores have yet to blossom fully, but I plan for them to develop Abilities soon enough.

How? A small plan I have…

Anyways, aside from that, they are indebted to as I saved their lives, and I can freely rely on them due to their honest natures, from what I've analyzed so far. They're smart and have talent but aren't cunning or too smart, so they're easy to command and trust.

Cunning and suspicious people that are overly smart and question everything, however, cannot be trusted. Hence why I often don't engage too much with a few other pilots, the experienced ones are not people I can trust most of the ti either, due to such reasons.

But these three are easy to manipulate, so they'll be useful in both helping survive and also on rallying the other pilots to my side, increasing my chances of survival and also of the survival of the fleet.

Why do all of this? Because its necessary. The reason they were all dying was due to their lack of coordination after all.

And well, they happened to all be quite focused on my breakfast, I can't bla them, this cafeteria's slop is not good for them.

They need sothing better. I'll spoil them, so their trust toward increases.

"Ah, this breakfast? It was around three thousand credits," I said with a confident smile. "Nothing much for though. You three worked hard the last two days, I'll give you a reward."

"A reward?!" asked Patrick. "W-What do you an with that?"

"Have we done sothing deserving of one?" wondered Emilia. "We've only cooperated to survive together… Right?"

"W-Wait, Blake! What are you planning…?" Hers grew flustered.

"Hey, co here."

I called one of the cafeteria robots who could float around, and they had the shape of a tallic torso with many long arms.

"I want sa breakfast I had, for these three people."

The robots' lights lit up, changing from red to blue.

"Understood. That will be 9000 Credits. Will you confirm?"

"Yes, confirm."

Then, I received a notification.

[You have purchased [Champion Arican Breakfast] x3]

[You have paid 9000 Credits.]

"Purchased, thank you for your preference."

The robot flew away and swiftly brought breakfast for these three, their eyes completely shocked as they were served proper als at long last.

"B-Blake! Is this for real?! H-Holy shit! Food, all for ?!

UUOOOOHHH!"

Patrick was the first to scream in disbelief, followed by him devouring the toasts and then drinking the coffee, then digging his fork on the pancakes and eating large chunks as if he had never eaten on his entire life.

"I-I can't believe you would do this for , aren't cha a sweetie, Blakie~!"

Emilia was very happy as well, talking on her own… own way. She winked at and then quickly started eating, although much calr than Patrick.

"I-I… I'm sorry, but I just can't accept this!"

However, as I expected, Hers tried to refuse the food at first, even though he looked to clearly want to eat everything, his correctness and pride told him otherwise.

"You've helped us survive all this ti and helped us so much… The upgrades you granted to our machines, weapons and armor using your Neutonium Core Ability… Most likely at incredibly expensive prices too! And then to accept your food… I simply can't… take more advantage of you, please reconsider this! I have done nothing to deserve such kindness…"

He really loved talking nonstop.

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"Just eat it, or are you going to insult my hospitality, Hers?" I said. "This is an act of kindness, to not eat it would be an even greater insult."

"A-Ah!" he was shocked, his eyes widened, as he readjusted his glasses. "Is that… right?!"

"Yes, also you can repay in the battlefield by fighting by my side," I smiled. "And of course, leading others. You're particularly good at leading others. I can't do all that work myself, a secondary leader, a general, would be ideal."

"S-Such a thing…" he muttered. "I shall repay all this kindness a hundredfold, Blake. Thank you."

He lowered his head and quickly started eating almost in the sa intensity as Patrick.

The rest of the pilots all glanced in disbelief, drooling.

"See this? If you perform well and cooperate without fighting against one another, or panicking in the battlefield, you might also receive a small gift from my gratitude," I smiled back at my fellow pilots. "Work hard everyone. I want what everyone else want, for us to survive this. There's only five more days before we reach our destination. The Xenoids, will not wait that long for us. We must crush them, united."

"OOOOOHHHHH!!"

The pilots imdiately responded with roars filled with inspiration and emotion. I ended still buying them so butter, cheap coffees, and fruit jam to eat with their free bread.

This greatly increased their morale, as they felt much happier by eating delicious food in the mornings before the battles began.

Once I was done eating and while taking advantage of the ti left before any Xenoid appeared, I called for Patrick, Emilia, and Hers, as we moved to the spaceport where the machine warriors were located.

"I wanted to call you here for sothing, a favor," I said, as they looked at with honest smiles.

"Anything Blake!" said Patrick.

"Sure! Ask away Blakie!" Emilia winked at .

"I'll work my earnest to do as you ask," Hers said.

Then…

"I want you to beco Extensions."

"Huh?!"

"Wait, what?!"

"But that's…"

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