Thousands of leather and steel armoured Klaxosaurians were moving towards to face another large group of similarly equipped blue-skinned people.
The armies lined up in their respectful formations. The Emperor Bakalu was riding his trusty mount. A domesticated distant member of the Hadrosaurae family.
The animal was similar to the duck-like mouth reptile, which runs on strong hind legs. It is quite a different kind of animal compared to the horses Marcus is used to seeing in medieval movies.
Regardless, the first conflict is about to start, and the Inventor wants to give his followers a 'boost' in morale.
To do that, he 'descended' on the side of his army.
Supernatural pressure descended on the gathered armies. Men had a hard time breathing; a golden burst of light condensed into an 'Avatar' of a golden armoured being with wings.
The being pointed his hand at the enemy.
"T-Thats a Great Observer!" The opposing soldiers looked like they were in the wrong place and at the wrong time! Like hell, they could face a 'deity' of all things!
Some of them had already dropped to their knees and started to beg.
"Oh, Great Observer, mercy!"
But at that moment, a beam of light erased the core of the army, creating a tunnel to the opposing Emperor and erasing the whole command structure and hierarchy.
With a single move, Marcus made sure his minions won the opening fight.
As this happened, the soldiers and the nobility on his side stared at Marcus's huge form in disbelief at his power.
They have never seen anything like this! They were certain he was their size, but this time around, he was like some sort of titan animal they heard about from distant lands.
Marcus' avatar turned around and looked at his minions.
He pointed his palm at them, and golden light surged at them.
At that moment, the soldiers didn't see, but nanites surged from the ones who had into the ones who did not, spreading through the whole army.
With this, he had enough of a bedrock to infect the whole race.
"This is my last free help. If you wish to ask for more, you will need to offer me things in return." After saying that, he burst into golden particles and disappeared. The soldiers and nobility, by this point, were on their knees, worshipping their God-Emperor.
"What should we do, your Majesty?" The nobles looked perplexed. After seeing what he could do, they had high hopes, and their fear of the 'divine' was slowly starting to overtake them.
"We must discuss once we consolidate our new lands." The Emperor slowly nodded as he was thinking about what kind of exchange they could offer to their Deity.
~~~
"You will take blood sacrifices?" Sirin asked with a baffled tone.
"I don't think so. Not Marcus style." Erina replied as she watched the whole thing as well.
The Herrscher looked at the chef girl as she swirled the ring around her finger. Her jealousy is somewhat satiated.
"I guess it's a pointless loss of resources."
"Indeed. Considering he would lose time resurrecting the said person." Erina said with a confident voice.
'Damn this girl, how certain is she with his actions!?' Sirin realised that Erina understood him better than she did!
When Marcus opened his eyes and turned around, he saw the pair gazing at each other like predators about to face off in territorial battles.
"I would say they could give me stuff, like weapons and stuff; I could store them in my vault, " he said with a shrug.
"Maybe some talented people I could use in my S.P.B.A."
"You want outsiders for your Knights?" Sirin almost gasped when she heard that.
"Not directly per se. But more people for the leader pools. I could 'recycle' them after using them." He said with a considered voice.
As Marcus has a complete understanding of how the life cycle works, he could easily reincarnate the 'used' material.
"...Right… you do control the afterlife, but that's in your homeworld; in here, I doubt it even exists," Sirin recalled the war's purpose when she awoke.
"Well, then let's make an afterlife." He said without beating around the bush.
"...Sure."
'I can't believe we had a conversation to decide the afterlife like that.' The girl slightly groaned internally. Part of her misses how simple her life was before this… all she ever did was destroy stuff. Nothing as crazy as this.
"Anyway, for a couple of days, there won't be anything to do, so we can relax and make some improvements… oh, and wait for an awakening of Bismarck and Belfast."
"... more girls?" Sirin, for a second, narrowed her eyes. Her territorial tendencies are getting stronger with a ring around her finger.
"Indeed. Artemis needs a maid, and Bismarck is a flagship of a navy, so she has commander traits."
"...Wait… a maid warship?" The Herrscher needed to double-take what she had just heard.
"Yep. British Navy."
"...What does that have to do with anything?" Not understanding his reply, she asked.
But all Marcus did, he simply shrugged. He won't question his Gatcha Gods on their decisions. He is a simple man who loves his waifus.
"...You should listen less to your video games…" Sirin already knew why he shrugged like that!
"Can't do. You are here because of those very same reasons."
"..." The white-haired girl sighed, and she gave up. She appears to be trying to balance him out, as his fiance is a hopeless affair.
'Now that I think about it… the chef girl doesn't even try… ' The Herrscher looked at the girl beside her. Erina didn't raise a single opinion against him making more females.
"Anyway, I will be doing some work. You have your assistant back, so you two can keep your company." Marcus said to Erina.
But Erina slightly pouted at him this time around.
"But I want to spend some time with you."
"Then come to see me around dinner in a couple of hours." He quickly adjusted after seeing that pout.
"I will, don't worry." Her pout quickly disappeared when she heard his quick reply.
'Hmm…' the white-haired girl observed the whole thing with an interested look.
'It appears her tactic is very precise, almost like cooking.' The girl recalled this as she compared it to the times when Raiden Mei used to cook.
The girl would allow Marcus to say what he wanted to say, and then she would attack with precise and 'powerful' strikes.
The group spread out to do their things. Erina went to improve her cooking alongside Hisako, while Sirin decided to do her research as she had joined an 'elite' group of Marcus finances.
Now, she needs to 'consolidate' her power and find out what her true advantage is in all of this. Athena is an intellectual, Erina is an incredible chef, and Marcus has great chemistry with her. Sirin's advantage is her status as one of his creations. But it's not as solid as one could get, as he can replace her with another creation.
What she could work on is chemistry between them and maybe learn how to cook.
'To become the Queen of his family… yes, that could do it.' For a second, she had a wicked smile as she walked to her suite.
~~~
Marcus looked at the holograms in front of him. The synthesised memories were done and are being uploaded to Bismarck and Belfast.
His two new Ship Girls are about to awaken in the prehistoric world of Cretaceous Earth.
He would never consider any of this a while ago. Figuring out resonance and gravity are two of his greatest discoveries. They were like the taming of fire or lightning for humanity.
For Marcus, it was stepping into the plateau of arcane, commanding fundamental forces of the universe. Miracle stuff, and now he is making waifus in the dinosaur era.
'Honestly…'
He took a deep breath and calmed himself. He is about to meet his favourite maid and a hot blonde commander—his first blonde creation!
"How is it looking, Aurora?"
[Everything looks stable, sir. The synthesised memories of the maids took a while to acquire, but the triangle suit devices had all the memories needed for a perfect maid.]
Belfast will be the most unique creation so far, considering she would have synthesised memories of all the maids, including Grayfia.
With so many memories of cleaning, maintaining, cooking, and etiquette, the ship girl will be in a league of her own.
Marcus wanted to put it to the test. He also needs to improve his creation arts, especially since his understanding of biology has improved to… insane levels now.
He has close to 300 million years of biological evolution studies, from animal adaptation to how animals fill up ecological niches, all of which go to his future creations.
'Well, I need to consolidate that experience in some form…'
The inventor realised that he now had a 'huge library'. Accessing all that data could be annoying, as he would need to sort it out with his AI help.
So why not…
'Make something like an evolution index?'
'Streamline it? Make it into a magic circle for easier use?'
As he accessed all the data and started to spread it throughout the workshop, an idea popped into his mind. He then started sorting all of it like pages of a book.
[Sir… what are you trying to do?]
The AI sounded confused.
"Index… something like master control based on all the data I have on evolution. Using Lilith's power as a bedrock, I can make it into a magic circle, allowing a simple control over controlled evolution."
[That would severely simplify biological evolution.]
The AI realised what this would mean.
"Yes. Imagine all the machine nerds throwing a hissy fit that their machine fetish is no longer supreme. They used to complain so much in strategy games that machines are superior to organics because organic evolution is slow.
Now, I can easily show them the middle finger by casting this circle." Marcus smirked while his fingers were moving through paragraphs of data.
[Sir… did they beat you in a multiplayer game?]
"...We don't talk about that Aurora."
[...]
The AI realised that it was a sour spot for him.
A while later, Erina invaded his workshop as it was time for food. For now, Marcus had to take a break. After that, he ordered some upgrades for the warship in the Golden Armoury. Since that place is outside space and time, the work was instantaneous for people outside the armoury.
'Honestly, I should have placed an Assembly Line inside the armoury. But, the linkage would be a hassle to figure out.
It would work as a weak point as well. I don't want people to figure out a frequency to access the armoury.'
The inventor weighed the pros and cons of a constant link between the Golden Armoury and the outside world.
'Yeah, I will keep it like this since the exact location of Golden Armoury is in a data centre.'
Marcus realised that if someone figures out the frequency and enters it, they could exit on the other side as well, meaning they would appear in the heart of Technocracy…
'I need to upgrade the security of that too…'
Although bypassing layers of barriers with resonance is not the easiest thing to do, he considers that an easier method than attacking his barriers directly around his country.
With the discovery of a new 'loophole' in his security, Marcus left a note on his console before moving to Bio-chambers, where two girls were floating inside the liquid.
The first one to comment was Sirin, who was already there when the inventor entered the room.
"So that's Bismarck and Belfast." Sirin looked at them with crossed arms.
"I am surprised that you made a blonde." She joked as the girl noticed blonde hair on one of the ship girls.
"A call back to German roots from Norse and their Vikings who loved blonde hair," Marcus explained to her.
"...I thought it was a random choice… but you put some thought into it." The Herrscher was surprised to hear that.
As the pair were talking, Tirpitz and Enterprise walked in and looked at the pair of girls.
Their eyes slightly sparkled as they saw more of their 'kin'. With these two girls, their numbers will double!
Tirpitz quickly found her older sister, as she simply knew! Yes! There is a special feeling there.
"You can feel it, right?"
"...Yes. there is this feeling in me." The Queen of North nodded her head.
"That's because your ships are nearly identical. I took the liberty to upgrade them before these two will awaken."
"...Upgrade?" Enterprise looked interested.
"Yep, the warships have the latest advancements installed."
"...How?" The Carrier girl asked with disbelief. When? How? She didn't sense a thing!
"I requested them to be pulled out in our new base outside the flow of time. The nanite-based assembly lines are installed, including time engines, Bifrost, and diamond heart engines."
"...Admiral…" Enterprise, for a second, had no idea how to react to that! Her carrier ship can now fly through space and time!
"Isn't it too much?" Sirin looked perplexed by giving that much power to girls again!
"Not at all. These are my creations, unlike those…" He looked away with a frown. His opinion of 'outsider' girls has dropped considerably.
Erina, who listened to this, slightly frowned internally. It appears she needs to improve his opinion of outsiders; otherwise, her homeland can suffer when they return.
"Admiral, we won't disappoint you!" Enterprise clenched her fist as she wondered where she could blow up her Admiral's enemies to prove that his decision to upgrade her warship was the right move.
"I know you won't. It's not part of your design." He smirked before looking at the two girls floating in liquid.
He snapped his fingers, and the pair opened their eyes for the first time.
Tirpitz's eyes trembled as she could finally meet her older sister in this form! It was one of the first things she wanted to do when she learned that Marcus had Bismarck's wreckage.
As the water was drained out, the glass container opened, and the pair of girls ended up standing with their naked feet on the cold floor.
The pair had extremely long hair, and Marcus was already itching to cut them like he always did with his creations.
"Admiral…"
"Admiral…"
Both of them spoke at the same time. Marcus responded by simply raising his hand, and the pair immediately dried up.
"Welcome, you two." He took a step forward.
"Do you know where we are?" He enquired them, as this time around, he packed their brain with quite a bit of information.
"...yes, I have a general understanding." The blonde warship nodded seriously as she looked at Marcus with an intense gaze. She was 'carving' his image into her memory several times over. The Battleship would only serve one Admiral and this time around, she wouldn't sink just because she had bad odds.
Not with the powers she is given. No, something like losing a fight is not in her dictionary anymore.
"Same as well. Admiral, should I call you Master? Since I am classified as a maid as well?" Belfast curtsy bowed to him before asking.
It looked quite strange, considering she was naked, but even then, she was extremely professional. The warship had close to a thousand years of maid experience.
"Depends on you, Belfast. I answer to both." He shrugged at her.
"Then I shall call you Master when off fighting duty." The silver-haired ship-girl maid said with a small smile.
"Fair enough." He then motioned with his hand, and a pair of triangle suit devices floated to their hands.
"Dress up. I shall give you two a haircut shortly."
The pair slowly nodded and placed the devices on their considerable assets. Soon enough, they were dressed in their uniforms. Behind them, Marcus looked at the newcomers with an array of emotions.
Erina and Hisako were especially reeling after seeing Marcus create life right before their eyes. These were proper, functioning individuals with considerable powers.
'To think this is how he creates them! It took him no time whatsoever to create them!' Hisako was extremely spooked at how quickly he could create people! It was worthy of Godly status! Didn't Supreme Deities created like this?
Sadly, Hisako didn't realise that the soldiers she saw constantly pop up were similarly complex, just like these two girls…
~~~
Marcus looked at Bismarck and Belfast with a small smirk, especially when the maid placed a collar with a chain on her neck.
The girls looked at him with a strange look.
"What? It's her style. She dresses how she wants." He complained with crossed arms.
"I don't think we believe it," Sirin said with a questioning look.
"You designed her from scratch." She added more to the heat.
"This represents that I belong to my Master." It didn't help that Belfast proudly told them that she had a collar and that it had a deep meaning.
"As a Warship and Maid." The girl puffed her impressive chest.
Bismarck looked at her curiously as well.
"Since this is the case, should I get one too?" The Battleship questioned loudly.
"That would not be necessary." Sirin took a step forward as she decided to elaborate.
"Your uniform already represents that." She motioned towards her impressive black and red uniform, which reminded her of a German uniform from the Second World War.
"It's nanite and energy-based." She added some more to make sure she didn't question it.
"...It depends on my Admiral." The blonde didn't give up easily. Her desire to listen to him is far greater than at any time before. As a sunken flagship, she desires redemption.
"It's fine, Bismarck. Let's get those haircuts." He motioned for them to follow him to the
"Understood."
The crazy show of loyalty made Enterprise and Tirpitz straighten their backs as they were impressed by the Battleship!
'As expected of my Older sister, her words are like steel!' The other Battleship had stars in her eyes.
~~~
Instead of going to the barracks, Marcus still went to the kitchen area, as it was a tradition for him to have a haircut for the girls in the canteen, even though the barracks on Assimilators were as big as cities with huge facilities for the knights.
They took around five minutes to arrive at the officer's quarters and the canteen.
"Take your seats~"
The inventor motioned them to sit as two chairs and a table floated to make a makeshift barbershop.
The ship girls didn't question his orders and took their seats.
While Marcus walked behind the fridges and into the actual kitchen, seconds later, he had a whole back of hairdresser set.
"After my initial creations, these hairdressing sets are in every single kitchen across my Technocracy." Marcus proudly said that as he opened the set and took out the tools.
"You will never know in what kind of vessel I will create another Biological model."
"Hmph!" Sirin huffed at the back as she took her seat after taking a plate of strawberry cake from a fridge.
There is no way she will simply watch the whole thing without doing anything.
She learned this the last time Tirpitz awakened. Back then, she was uncertain of her place in the Technocracy, but now she is much more secure in her position.
As the white-haired girl was eating her cake, Marcus proceeded to cut Bismarck's hair.
Erina and Hisako looked closely. They never expected to see the inventor do such a thing by hand, no less. He has so much tech and raw power that he can do this with thought alone, but instead, he is doing it in the most mundane way possible with scissors and a hairbrush.
The first one to get her hair done was Bismarck. Marcus smiled the whole time he was cutting her hair and making sure her bangs were just the way he wanted them.
"...He is quite good at this, " the chef girl's assistant commented in a surprised tone.
"Genetic augmentation. I experienced the same thing." Sirin replied as she took a bite of a cake in a leisurely motion.
"His genes are altered, and he rapidly adapts to whatever he needs. You can call it his unique power, " the Herrscher explained as she checked her hair.
It was too early to get a haircut…
…
…
…
"Beautiful…" Marcus placed a black hat on Bismarck's head after he was done.
The blonde battleship had waist-long hair, and the shipgirl stood up from her seat and looked around before looking at her admiral.
"Many thanks, sir. Is there something I can do to repay all your efforts?" she asked with a straight face. Her words made the chef girls and Sirin blush a little.
'What's with such blunt wording!?'
"Y-You! What are you saying?" The white-haired girl snapped out and swiftly stood up. Some cake was on her lips.
"Are my words confusing?" The Battleship looked confused.
"The way you worded!"
"...Sirin…" Marcus pointed at his lips. The girl's eyes widened as she swiftly cleaned herself up with her hand before getting embarrassed.
"As I was saying, you need to word it better!" The Herrscher repeated herself.
"...What for?" The warship's confusion only increased.
"So that people wouldn't get a wrong idea!"
"...But, my words are simple and direct. There is something that could confuse?" The blonde moved her head to the side.
"What Mistress is saying to you, Bismarck, is that a girl shouldn't say such things to a man." Belfast clarified as she was elegantly sitting on her chair with closed eyes.
"A male could get the wrong idea and do things only couples should do."
"..." The Battleship looked perplexed for a second before replying with a straight face either way.
"I do not mind. I was given a female form for a reason. If Admiral wants me as a woman, then I will gladly do my duty."
"..."
Sirin's mouth opened and closed before he looked at Marcus with an annoyed look. It would seem he was being naughty by making females like that!
But he simply shrugged at her annoyed look.
He has not designed her with that intent, but other character behaviour patterns led to such a conclusion.
"Mistress, you shouldn't look like that to our Master. It's only natural that everyone wants a piece of him." The Light Cruiser spoke in a professional voice, making Sirin's eyebrows tremble.
'Just because you are a perfect maid doesn't mean you can tell me what to do!'
"Well, then, Belfast, you are next."
"I will be in your care, Master."
Marcus smiled as he started by cutting excess hair before working on the edges. Like Bismarck, her hair is long, reaching her waist.
Once done, he worked on her bangs, as Belfast's style was a little bit different.
"What do you think?" Marcus asked after bringing a mirror in front of her.
"As long as you like it, I am fine with it." She smiled at him, her smile close to a seductive one. After all, more than 90% of her memories are of Grayfia.
And the devil maid has a thing for Marcus. So, it's natural that Belfast, who inherited synthesised memories from the devil maid, has a natural attraction towards her creator.
But even without them, as a warship, she desires to perform better than last time; the echoes of the time when she was a ship are at the forefront of her consciousness…
"Good~" He smiled as he finished with her hair.
The maid immediately stood up and straightened herself up. She slightly bowed at Marcus.
"Many thanks, Master." She softly spoke before her smile morphed into a smirk.
"I'm ready to repay you in any way you want~ as a maid. I do everything~" Belfast slightly leaned towards him as she wanted to see his expression.
"W-What are you saying! Right in front of his two fiances!" Sirin popped right in between Belfast and Marcus.
"And… how is it wrong?" The silver-haired maid asked with a confused look.
"W-What?"
"I am his maid and his warship; I was designed to be his, " she said with an obvious look as if asking which part of what she was saying was wrong.
"...E-Even so! As his Fiance's w-w-we get priority!" Sirin said that while looking at Erina as if wanting her to join her side.
But Erina didn't move as she knew this was pointless.
"Priority for what, exactly?" Belfast looked at her as she wanted to understand what she meant.
"...D-Do you want me to spell it out for you?" Sirin replied with a growing blush.
"If Master wants me to be around, he will tell. Everything depends on him, after all." The warship maid explained with a certain voice.
"Ugh…" The Herrscher trembled as she looked at Marcus with a pouting look.
"Come now, relax, Darling Queen of mine. Belfast is only teasing you. The more you play into this, the more she is teasing you." Marcus joked as he looked at the blushing Sirin.
"Hmph!"
"You better!"
She pointed her finger at him.
Belfast slightly smirked when she saw Sirin's reaction. The maid understood what had made this girl a stuttering mess.
~~~
With the new addition to Marcus' group, Belfaste joined Artemis in cleaning, and Tirpitz dragged Bismarck away to show the military and the spaceships.
Sirin ended up sneaking away to study cooking while Erina and Hisako returned to their testing.
It only left Enterprise…
"Admiral, may I stay with you?" the carrier ship asked him with a bashful look. Her right hand was holding her left hand's side as she didn't know where to look after charging into his workshop head first. The girl behaved like a reckless command, charging in first and thinking of a plan second.
The holograms in the room dimmed as the seat with Marcus turned around and faced her.
The Inventor smiled, seeing her being this embarrassed and bashful all of a sudden.
"What happened, Enterprise, I thought you were with Tirpitz and Bismarck?" Marcus asked her curiously.
"...Well, I had this feeling that I was a third wheel and was getting in the way of their sisterly bonding moment." The carrier ship explained this while trying to be serious while explaining it to him.
"Hmm, I see your point. Besides, they are battleships, and you are a carrier ship. I think there is a dynamic there." He nodded at her explanation while thinking that the ship classes have a role to play there.
"Maybe even the factions which build the ships have to play a part there." The black-haired inventor chipped some extra into his theory.
"Could be, regardless, what do you think?" She asked him as there was an eager look on her face.
"Sure. I can't say no to you." He motioned to come over.
The silver-haired shipgirl smiled as she walked over to his side. For a second, she thought that she would stand beside him like a sentinel or a bodyguard, but that was naive thinking. The next second, she was on his lap, and his hands held her in place while she was sitting on his lap sideways.
"...A-Admiral! This is a bad position for you to focus on your work!" Enterprise was all panicky as she sought a way to escape this development!
"It's fine; I am used to such a position." He smirked at her as he hugged her more, making her behave like a startled deer.
Eventually, after a little bit of struggling, she stopped.
"I-If you say so…"
"Indeed. Instead, check out my next breakthrough I have been working on." He looked at the layered holographic windows in front of him.
"This is…DNA? Are you working on more ship girls?" she asked in an uncertain tone. The carrier girl knows that Marcus is well aware that it's not that difficult for him to make more ship girls…
"No, I am working on more index… no… a Codex of Evolution."
"....Codex of Evolution? As in library of some sort?"
"A definitive magic which controls evolution perfectly. It can be used for any of my technomancy."
"Didn't you have a de-evolution beam before? I recall that our warships have those." Enterprise didn't see this as a breakthrough.
"What you know of is an inelegant way of using energy in reverse. The codex of evolution, used as a medium, will allow the conscious de-evolution or further evolution of any life, even a silicon-based one.
I have more than enough data to impact silicon lifeforms."
Her eyes widened as what she saw next made her gulp down.
"...Y-You can do that!?"
*Knock*
At that moment, their time together was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Admiral, it's Bismarck. May I have a moment of your time?"
The voice of a serious girl reached the ears of the pair.
"Sure, come in."
The doors opened, and Marcus' seat once again turned to face the new arrival.
Bismarck, dressed in a black uniform with a black and red cape and hat, moved in, dropped on one knee, and for a second, the Inventor felt like the Emperor and Bismarck as his enforcer…
"My younger sister told me that she participated in a war; I request a similar assignment." She said with barely hidden jealousy.
She completely ignored the blushing Enterprise on his lap.
"You do know that I don't have something like that at this moment. If I had, you would already be on the front lines." He said with a sigh as he stroked the silver hair of the carrier ship.
"...Yes, I understand, but we are overseeing the development of lesser species. I am certain I can be useful there." The blonde said with a certain tone.
"...You wish to do such a grunt work?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. Honestly, she could just order any of the bored knights to slaughter the more barbaric kingdoms and empires.
He is thinking of cleaning the 'house' of those to ease the consolidation of power. He doesn't want such elements in his future army.
~~~
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