"Both of you out," Aleister said to the Black-armored guards who were following him, while actively looking out for literally anything that breathes.
"A Giant Computer, Three Ecumenopolises, and a Giant Shipyard" Aleister began with skin and muscles primed for instant action "These will be top secret, yet I don't even know if your loyalty is guaranteed, Ill trust my father's choice in your appointment betray his choice and you will end up a lot worse than Wregtzal and his pathetic posse"
"Of course, I will not betray you, your grace"
"Good, now let's get to the lesser details as I suppose you wouldn't be able to make something satisfactory without understanding what I find satisfactory" Aleister laughed with blood drying on his face and clothing "For the computer, Which will be called operation Jupiter, the size of a planet the conventional limitations of a computer are completely canceled. Work with the Head of AI development, and Cybersecurity to provide a safe platform for an AI that can Advise the Kingdoms governors and Admirals with raw computations"
"Your majesty although I'm not an expert in AI, A platform with such raw power would give the AI power that a mere computer shouldn't possess"
"That isn't a problem as long as Kraklae does his job, along with a well-placed bombardment from a dreadnought, there shouldn't be many problems" Aleister retorted "as for the Ecumenopolises design one industrial, one Scientific, and one city-planet, the main goal is transportation and order meaning the number of tram lines would be in the hundreds of thousands, with tens of thousands of entries to lower levels"
"For the shipyard, based on the planet of Tolryke with 20 main shipyard rings around the equator, six rings around the 30° north and south each, and eight smaller rings around the pole sections of the planet so 48 planetary rings"
"Overall I want rings for corvettes, frigates, all the way to superheavy dreadnaughts, I want facilities for starfighters. I want drydocks, factories, foundries and I obviously want you to work on this one first and I want you to work on it with Director Aldon and Head Architect Draven"
Standing up Aleister shook his right hand, the one that held the knife, and a piece of an eye flung off. Walking to the door he turned back "and as someone of your wit, you must realize that after this intelligence will get better, therefore you betray me and... Well you know what will happen"
Walking out of the room Aleister instantly noticed another 50 black-armored guards lining the walls, almost ignoring them he walked down the hall for a few minutes and made his way into the transport on the terrace. As he was walking up the ramp out of the corner of his eye he saw over a dozen fighters hovering in the air above the building.
"To the palace, those mongrels got my suit dirty" Aleister laughed, sitting down, completely ignoring the squelching of the blood on his boots from walking past the room with bodies being dragged out of it.
"Of course your grace!"
Upon reaching the palace they touched down right outside of the courtyard, walking inside from the side entrance alined with the pad for a Shuttle he saw both the royal quartermaster and the royal intelligence head.
"Quartermaster order new sets for the entire royal guard, heavier back plating, insulation from electricity is the big one, and better temperature management systems"
"Your grace my spies speak of movement from your brother's faction, movement of assets off-world, pending requests for vacations, but worst of all apparently his excellency Braeden had ordered the finest wine and food from across the kingdom a week ago in celebration today, 56 people were invited only 34 showed" to which Aleister made a grabbing motion to the list in his hand and to a quill, crossing out 9 people he handed the list to Khoris who had been in the shuttle waiting for him.
"Contact the 7th grand army and have these 47 people arrested, additionally have admiral Noldoz shut off all space travel in the system"
"Your grace, what about his excellency Braeden?" Khoris asked the walking away king
"Stop calling him that, and bring him to the throne room with a thousand guardsmen, drag him if you have to," he said while walking to the baths
After a few minutes, he made his way to an upscaled version of the ones he had in his room, with the same AI he said "38.3 Degrees Celsius, additives only a soap and skin moisturizer"
In a mere few seconds, the water flooded into the pool-sized bath from side grates and was 38.3 degrees, this was due to massive coils made of parasteel, heating up to the exact temperature the AI calculated turning the body of water close to the desired temperature, before rapidly cooling closer to the actual temperature
After an hour his skin began to become wrinkly and Macerated due to constant moisturization. frankly, he loved the fact that his skin was able to last longer in a body of water, a very comfortable state of being, something his job of remodeling hammered into him ruthlessly.
Walking out of the bath he stopped and looked at one of the giant mirrors, being the second time 'he' had looked at his body in depth. Rubbing his hands over the many scars on his arms and chest, he then started to look at his hair. Actually walking out he found a red leather robe with a silk interior, and a comfortable red jacket that was as long as the robe, which was to his ankle.
Walking over to a drawer he pulled out two rings and a signet ring. The ring he had put on his left pointer finger was one he had crafted in celebration of the first interstellar wars, the ring he put on his left middle finger was a band with the words "seeb'ii bẽ mi mõaw̃ m sii ba hyu mi dyoo" or 'Luck in battle exists not, only by skill of a blade may one return from the fields of glory'
It was the ring given to him by the late king a day before the first landings on Vore. lastly, the signet ring was the ring that showed he was king, obviously, it's more of a formality to wear it on his right pointer finger, other than that it had no purpose.
Walking to the mat right next to the door he chose a red pair of Letharein leather boots, a giant 400-foot amphibious reptile also called a king on land and a terror in water. Such titanus creatures are rare not only in number but in diversity, due to overhunting and a plain lack of evolutionary diversity and limits.