Epic Of Bee Chapter 234
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I couldn't believe what I just heard, and I immediately fell into my mind, splitting my consciousness. I needed to think this through.
This was not what I had expected to come out of her mouth. I was all over the place, and no decision could be made on anything.
One thought that this was an actual plea for help, while another screamed treacherous beast abroad! Another thought that this would be a perfect time to gain a much-needed advantage, yet the other side assumed that this was just her trying to loosen me up to relax my guard.
There were two sides to each argument, but each one of them circled around the same black and white point.
Do I take a chance on trusting her, or do I just pretend? Maybe just refusing would be the best option because if anything goes wrong, this could implement the entire ship and mark us as enemies to the Sky Folk.
I was not in the position to be making this choice on my own; there was too much riding on this. I should be waiting for the Queen, but for how long?
The only thing I could do was wait until the Royal Wives. Once they got back from their meeting with the High Council about the Attack on the Queen.
"I can't give you an answer without talking to some other more important people than myself, so I will have to ask you to wait for my reply. Your secret is safe with me, but I would like you to explain to me a bit more about why you want to destroy this weapon that you obviously designed," I said to Jess after coming back to reality and out of my mind.
Jess nodded to me and then started to speak.
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"I didn't work under General Brand always; I was originally part of the exploration program known as Black Ocean for space. There are other planets out there to explore, but we have discovered an anomaly at the far end of our galaxy. The problem is with getting moving fast enough because the distance is thirteen Astronomical Units away. I am not going to go into that because it's not important right now, but that is what the Track Slider was built for, but we had to test it," Jess said with a shiver and then looked away from me with a haunted look.
I moved closer to Jess and put a hand on her shoulder.
"You don't have to explain to me what happened; just give me the bare bones of it," I said, trying to console Jess, but she shook her head.
"No, you have to hear what happened, so you can really understand what this weapon is capable of. The General had a Tungsten Rod twenty feet long and with a two-foot diameter and had it loaded into the Track Slider, then he gave us a target. The location was assumed to be the ground-level hideout of a large Sky Pirate group that Brand had been tracking," Jess explained.
As she did, I stepped away and grabbed chairs for the two of us, but I didn't miss a single word. I was more than curious about what happened, but I was also very concerned.
"The area was about three miles from a small town, and there were many small farms in the surrounding area. The rod was launched and reached a staggering two hundred and twenty-five thousand feet per second. The effect was catastrophic; the ground was ripped up for over ten miles from the point of impact. There was nothing left. Everyone was dead," Jess explained after sitting down.
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She put her head into her hands, and I wanted to console Jess, but I wasn't sure what to say. So instead, my mind was calculating the numbers and getting a visual of what exactly would have happened.
The rod would weigh roughly fifty thousand pounds, and traveling at their speed, it would have speared into the grounds for untold feet depending on the resistance. The energy that would have been dispersed would have been off the charts!
This was something that needed to be stopped, especially if someone like Brand was controlling it!
"What is the next target?" I asked suddenly, becoming extremely concerned.
"Brand plans on using it to deal with the Tellarider that you said was trying to assault the goblins, but that will kill all the Goblins!" Jess said in distress as she stood and started to pace.
There was no way that she would be able to tell me all of this if she was a spy, but this was something that greatly concerned me. I still had to be careful, but Tag, Sig, Pendra, Granthus, and the rest of the team of Shadow Walkers were there.
"I want you to come with me. We are going to see the Goddesses, Beezli, and Pelleta. I want you to explain everything that you just did to them. While they don't have their Divine Essence right now, they will be able to judge your story. I am sorry that I can't trust you right away, but there are too many things that could go wrong in a situation like this," I explained as I stood up from my chair, and Jess turned and nodded to me.
"Thank you, and I don't expect someone as smart as you to trust me right away. I wouldn't trust me, but I think that you do understand what I am telling you and why I am asking you," Jess said and then followed me out the door of my office over to the Honey Gate.
I needed the women to finish their meeting so that we could all sit down and talk about this. This was now a severe problem because Miku and Rixie were both with the team that was infiltrating the Goblins.
[View of the four Royal Wives, Messia, Miasma, Xani, and Serria]
Upon the Main Whale Carrier that held the Central Council Chamber, things were heating up between everyone. The Royal Wives were fighting the council on the use of the Divinity Spike, the same Tack Slider that Gamble and Jess were just discussing.
"This is what you call a solution?" Miasma yelled across the semi-circle table that everyone was sitting at.
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