Sorry, My Interstellar Fleet Only Recruits Women

"Setting up a trap?"

If it weren't for you, you gambling addict who never learns your lesson.

"Do you think they'd have the chance to set you up?!" Captain Darkro pointed angrily at the man.

"He's really a good-for-nothing, a complete waste."

I originally thought that no matter what you did...

I'll give you some money, and I'll take care of you.

For your sister's sake.

You'll at least be able to live a life free from worries about food and clothing.

But who would have thought that you would betray me! Baron Dacroix clutched his chest.

It felt as if I couldn't breathe.

"And I've been so good to you."

I'll clean up your mess time and time again.

I raised a thankless wretch.

Since you betrayed us and wanted to kill us.

"Then I'll kill you today!" Baron Dacromet said, drawing a gun from his waist.

Aim at Martin on the ground.

"No!" Martin's sister stood in front of Martin to protect him.

Martin grabbed his sister's foot and pleaded, "Sister!"

You have to save me.

I really know I was wrong.

I really know I was wrong.

I am your only family member in this world.

Before our parents passed away, you promised Father and Mother you would take good care of me!

Martin knew very well that his sister was now his only lifeline.

If even my sister doesn't care about me, then I'm sure I'll die here today.

Martin's sister looked at her brother with disgust.

If she could, she really wouldn't want to take care of her younger brother.

However, every time she tries to let go, those images reappear before her eyes.

"Sister, please let me play with you, sister."

"My sister is the best to me. When I grow up, I will definitely protect her."

I won't let anyone bully my sister!

Back then, her five- or six-year-old brother would chase after her in his childish voice.

He would share the best food with her, and when she was tired, he would massage her shoulders and pat her head.

After that, my parents passed away.

Her husband, whom she had married not long ago, went missing on the battlefield.

You must take good care of your younger brother.

Your brother is counting on you.

You are his only family in this world.

I remember when my mother passed away, I held her wrist tightly and wouldn't let go, as she gave me her last words.

She cried as she made a promise to her mother.

I will definitely take good care of my younger brother; he is my only family in this world.

The following years were the most agonizing time for her.

The husband's whereabouts are unknown.

A woman with a teenage brother will naturally become the object of others' covetousness.

The property left by her parents and husband was gradually depleted.

Knowing she couldn't just sit around and do nothing, she went out to find work to support herself and her brother.

But as a poor woman working outside, she naturally attracted some trouble.

Some men would tease her or even grope her while she was working.

Sometimes he would even follow her when she got off work.

She was terrified at the time.

But she had no choice; she needed to work, she needed to earn money, and she needed to support herself and her brother.

I remember one night.

She got off work late, and by the time she got home, it was already dark.

It also rained quite a bit.

There were hardly any people on the road.

She walked quickly; she wanted to get home as soon as possible.

But when passing by a side road.

Suddenly, several men rushed out and dragged her into the alley.

The men grinned maliciously as they tore at her clothes, their foul-smelling hands covering their mouths.

Their mocking words filled my ears.

She struggled in the torrential rain, but to no avail.

She realized the fate that might befall her next.

At that time, she was in her early twenties, filled with fear and helplessness.

She thought of the man who had vowed to protect her at their wedding.

She thought of her parents.

She thought of her younger brother waiting for her to come home.

Sudden!

A scream rang out.

"Which brat hit me?"

A man who was about to pounce suddenly felt pain.

He covered his head and looked behind him.

There stood a man who wasn't very tall.

He was holding an iron rod.

Get out of my way!

"You're not allowed to touch my sister!"

The figure was short, yet it was shouting loudly.

It's Martin.

She recognized the voice; it belonged to her younger brother, who should have been waiting for her at home.

But I don't know why I'm here now.

"You little brat, how dare you hit your old man."

I'll show you how I kill you!

"Go ahead and have some fun with your sister." The group left her behind and prepared to deal with her brother.

She was now even more terrified than the possibility of being insulted.

She tried to scream, but because the man had been choking her, she couldn't make a sound.

And then something even more incredible happened.

Her teenage brother was actually wielding an iron rod and fighting with those men.

Although he was knocked down time and time again, he was able to get up again and again and strike back hard against his opponents.

Soon, all the men were injured.

Seeing the fear in the boy's eyes, she had no intention of staying any longer.

One by one, they rushed out of the alley.

She watched as the boy holding the iron rod trembled as he walked toward her, blood mixed with rainwater flowing down his body.

The iron rod was twisted from the previous battle.

"Sister, I've come to take you home."

After saying just one sentence, the boy collapsed.

But he never let go of the iron rod.

Even after she carried her younger brother home, she didn't let go of him.

It wasn't until I woke up the next day.

The moment he woke up, he gripped the iron rod tightly and shouted that anyone who dared to touch his sister looked like he was ready to fight to the death at any moment.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his sister standing unharmed by the bedside and released the iron rod from his hand.

The siblings embraced and wept.

She also asked her younger brother curiously why he was so good at fighting.

Her brother didn't say anything.

Thinking back, I realized that the reason her brother got involved in gambling and other things was because...

It's probably related to that period of time.

After her parents passed away, she focused on her work.

The younger brother wanted to take care of the family, so he had to find a way to do so.

He quickly gained connections among the local thugs, working as a porter and dockworker.

When necessary, he would stand up for others when he was bullied at the dock.

Because he was strong and also had a fierce streak.

Naturally, he gained influence among the local thugs, which is why he could take on several people by himself.

From that night on, her younger brother would pick her up early every night after she got off work, rain or shine.

The younger brother who pretended to be an adult when she was little, saying he would protect her, really did what he said.

He looked at his wife, who was blocking his way.

Baron Dacroix looked at his wife in disbelief.

“You already know what he did, why are you still here protecting him?” Baron Dacromet pointed at his wife.

The wife said with pleading eyes, "I know what kind of person he is now."

But even if he is utterly despicable.

He is still my brother, my only family in this world.

I only beg you to spare his life.

"For my sake..."

Just like that rainy night when her younger brother protected her.

This time, she didn't care about right or wrong; she only wanted to protect her younger brother.

"You...you...you...you are beyond saving!" Baron Dacromet clutched his chest in anger.

I can't understand why my wife, who has always been obedient and sensible, would do something like this at this particular time.

Those outside heard several gunshots from inside the house.

The people outside were startled.

But no one dared to go in and check at that moment, because everyone knew who was inside the house.

A few minutes later, only Baron Dacroix emerged.

"Guard the door here. No one is allowed to enter without my permission." Baron Dacroix swayed as he walked out.

He looked haggard, completely different from his angry appearance when he first came here.

"yes."

Watching Baron Dacroix leave, then looking back at the tightly closed room.

The people outside exchanged glances, swallowed hard, and none of them dared to speak.

Later that night, a carriage arrived with two coffins. Baron Dacroix went into the house by himself and then drove away alone.

He then delivered the coffin to one of his fleet's ships, after which he disappeared without a trace.

Since then, no one has seen Dacroix's wife or his wife's brother again.

Rumors circulated that Dacroix's wife's brother had betrayed Baron Dacroix, and that his wife had sided with her brother.

Baron Dacroix killed his wife and her brother.

But some people say...

In a remote manor on a distant continent.

A woman is taking care of a young man.

The manor was small and not luxurious, but it had a few servants.

Thanks to the crops grown on the estate, the owner could live a carefree life.

These are all digressions now.

Baron Dacroix stood on the shore, smoking a cigarette.

At first, his gaze was confused and complicated.

He didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong.

That was his wife, the wife he loved very much.

But on the other side is his goal, which he has strived for for many years.

It was his opportunity to transcend social class.

In the end, he chose the path he believed in.

After extinguishing the cigarette.

He got into the carriage.

“To the Duke’s mansion,” Baron Dacroix said to the coachman.

"yes."

Soon, the carriage arrived at a duke's mansion.

Baron Dacromet entered the Duke's mansion and, led by the butler, arrived at a residence.

A middle-aged man in an overcoat walked out of the courtyard.

"Your sudden visit is a bit abrupt."

"I know.

But I have a reason to visit now.” Baron Dacromet kept his head down and never looked up at the Duke opposite him.

Because he is well aware that even if he now possesses wealth and a certain status, it will not change.

But compared to the duke on the other side, he's still far inferior.

If it weren't for the Duke's protection, he might have been strangled to death by some unknown hand long ago.

None of this would exist now.

"Duke Wenger's fleet has discovered the location of my treasure."

They sent a fleet to attack, but it was driven away by my partner.

Duke Wenger will certainly not let this go once he finds out.

“They will definitely come back with a vengeance then,” said Baron Dacroix.

"You want me to step in?"

Baron Dacromet bowed his head: "Only you can intimidate Baron Wenger."

He knows perfectly well that this wealth is in your hands.

He still reached in, clearly intending to seize the wealth.

He completely disregards you!

"You don't need to say things that provoke me; I know what you mean."

rest assured.

I will handle this matter.

I won't take your things for free.

Wenger really went too far, trying to steal food directly from my bowl.

Does this mean we, the other dukes, no longer exist?

I will take care of this.

Go back now.

"yes."

Baron Dacroix bowed respectfully, then turned and left.

Subsequently, the forces behind Baron Dacroix suddenly put pressure on Duke Wenger's family and suppressed them in certain aspects.

The reason for this is obvious to anyone with eyes to see.

Surprisingly, Duke Wenger chose to remain silent in the face of this situation.

There was no direct conflict with the other party.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over.

What no one knows is...

Duke Wenger had already prepared a series of plans for the next step.

“So we can confirm that the island is in this area, right?” Duke Wenger looked at the blueprint in front of him.

"Yes, that's confirmed."

If needed, we can send another fleet to take a look.

However, we suspect that there must be considerable fighting power on that island.

Or perhaps the duke had a private fleet stationed on that island.

Otherwise, the fleet we dispatched earlier wouldn't have been so easily wiped out.

A dozen or so ironclad ships, plus hundreds of sailing ships.

This can be considered a formidable fighting force.

But they managed to wipe out every single one of them, annihilating them all in that sea area.

This is enough to show the military power behind it.

"Of course I know."

Otherwise, that guy wouldn't have stepped in to put pressure on me at this time.

However, this time I only wanted to test the waters.

My real goal is not here.

Haven't you heard? There's quite a commotion on the southern continent.

I have already made contact with that king.

If all goes well.

Then we can cooperate.

The reason I need to determine the location of this island is...

It's just that this island happens to be right on this shipping route.

If we can successfully capture it, it might serve as a stepping stone or a resting place.

But even if we don't succeed, it won't affect our plans.

It's time for a change to happen on this land beneath our feet.

Duke Wenger held his wine glass, staring at the blood-red liquid inside, a look of madness appearing on his face!