What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company? Chapter 818: Accidental Revelation

Rosalia pointed towards me, saying, "Alright!! Let’s start with our star first! What are you looking for, Tera?"

I arched an eyebrow in her direction, "I mean... If you’re going to ask a vague question like that, it’ll be hard for me to answer as well... What should I say?"

Her finger drummed against the chair's armrest, causing a display to flicker into view before her.

"I just need to know what you envision doing with your Exo-Knight? I’ll sort it out from there."

I exchanged glances with my companions before facing her again.

"Well... I would say that I originally planned to acquire an Exo-Knight capable of adjusting to any circumstance."

Rosalia cocked her head to the side, "Oh? So you’re after a customizable one... Perhaps something akin to the Vanguard Class?"

I gave a nod, "That was actually among my leading options when I thought about obtaining an Exo-Knight."

"Hmm~ Hmm~ I get it, I get it~ This will surely pose a tough task... Particularly since we’re aiming to craft a tailored Exo-Knight..."

Friederike snorted dismissively, "Hmph, no need to fret over that. This project intrigues me, so I’ll handle it. You simply focus on the assembly."

Rosalia shot her a glare, "Oh sure, sure. I’d love to witness whatever foolish notions you dream up next. Recall the occasion when you believed attaching two separate generators to a single Exo-Knight would fix the power issue? Hmm?"

The goat girl puffed out a breath, "That happened only once. And you can’t deny that my idea sparked the development of the power tunnel system now employed in the latest Exo-Knights. So, that contribution came from my assistance too."

"Oh please, that had absolutely nothing to do with you, alright? I merely--"

"Ahem..." I cleared my throat, cutting off their bickering.

"Ah... Apologies, Tera... Ahem... Correct! So! You desire adaptability to various situations... That likely means functioning under a planet’s gravitational pull as well, doesn’t it?"

I figured she meant usability on planetary surfaces, so I nodded, "That would be ideal, yes."

She tapped her screen briefly before humming, "Hmm hmm~ And regarding your fighting approach? Do you favor close-quarters engagement or a distant ranged setup?"

"Hmm... I’d lean towards nearer combat. For reference, my primary mercenary arms are a shotgun and a halberd."

She lifted a brow at me, "A hal bird?"

"A halberd. Like so," I clarified, then retrieved the cube.

I placed it on my open palm, where it disassembled and reformed into my weapon, gripped in one hand.

Both women sprang from their seats to cluster around me.

"What’s that?! How did you pull that off?!!"

"Is this some extraterrestrial relic?! What trick did you use?!"

From the side, I spotted Amber and Mara slapping their foreheads.

Ah... Oh no... I slipped up... Only Psionics can activate this, right? Um... Got to improvise...

I cleared my throat, "Ahem... I went to the Zwergers and had one of their craftsmen forge it for m--"

"This... This possesses Psionic traits..." Rosalia stared in awe before gazing up at me with astonished eyes. "You... You’re a Psionic..."

Friederike froze in place, staring at me like a startled animal before a lurking threat.

Ah geez... Darn it... Now what?

I glanced at my team, receiving varied responses.

Amber met my gaze while mimicking a throat-slash gesture, whereas Mara looked away.

Lea appeared unperturbed, as if I’d merely shared my morning meal, while Ries fidgeted anxiously, shifting her eyes between me and the pair.

Then Yumiko gripped her sword hilt, poised to draw it instantly and strike them down.

I drew in a sharp breath and smiled at Rosalia, "Oh, I’m not a Psionic. The weapon simply--"

"You’re a Psionic..." Rosalia cut in, retreating a step. "There’s no alternative..."

Well, this is a mess...

"Renata... Is this location under surveillance?" I murmured.

"Mmm.... There you have it~ I’ve already shut down all systems and altered the recent recordings~ No concerns, Daddy!" She reassured.

I altered my voice and fixed my stare on the women before me, "Will this cause issues?"

Rosalia trembled faintly as she backed away further, "I... No... I simply... I was just curious... Why a Noble would appear here... Serving as a test pilot..."

"I’m not a Noble," I set her straight.

Her eyes widened even more, "Eh... Eh?! Hold on... You’re a Psionic... Yet not a Noble... Impossible?! An awakening beyond the Noble Families?! A first-generation Psionic?!"

I advanced a step, "As I mentioned... Is that a problem?"

Suddenly, her demeanor shifted, and she dashed ahead to seize my hand, "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!! So I get to design an Exo-Knight for a Psionic?! This unlocks countless possibilities for me!! It’s ideal!!"

Friederike began murmuring to herself, "Hmm... With a Psionic at the controls... I guess I’ll need to adjust certain specs on the unit..."

I blinked in surprise, "You’re... Not planning to report me or anything?"

Rosalia tilted her head, "Report you? Why?"

"I don’t know... I figured a Psionic outside Noble Families might be taboo, and you’d have to notify them?"

"And risk them whisking you away when you’ve been our top test pilot in ages?! Absolutely not!!"

"Then... Don’t you fear I might... I don’t know... Assault you?"

She blinked, glanced at the hands she held, then met my eyes again.

As if realization dawned, she released me and stepped back, "Umm... You’re not planning to eliminate us... Right?"

"No? I only asked due to assumptions about Psionics?"

She rubbed her cheek, "Ah... Yeah, there’s that notion since Psionics can slay with thoughts alone... Umm... I temporarily overlooked that..."

So, the thrill of building for a Psionic overshadowed the danger for her...

The atmosphere grew tense, but Friederike intervened, "Ahem... Let’s restart, Miss Tera. I presume you’re indeed a first-generation Psionic?"

By first-generation, she likely referred to being the initial awakener in my lineage.

I nodded, "Correct. To my knowledge, I come from no Noble Family."

"I see... So, may I infer you’d rather avoid their notice too?" She inquired.

I squinted at her, delaying my reply.

Noting my pause, she lifted her hands soothingly, "Don’t worry, neither of us intends to exploit that detail against you. We only seek to gauge how confidential this stays among us."

I nodded gradually, "Yes... I’d greatly appreciate keeping my crew’s and my situation hidden from others."

Friederike turned to Rosalia with a nod.

The bunny futa summoned a display and began interacting with it, only to furrow her brow upon checking.

"Huh? I’m attempting to erase the audio and video logs here, but... They’re missing?"

Ah...

I cleared my throat, "Ahem... Apologies, but... I handled that beforehand... My mistake."

Rosalia glanced up and gasped, "You... Breached our entire security without triggering alerts and... Wait... You didn’t erase them... You modified the footage!! I’m seeing a repeated loop of an empty room now! How?!!"

I pressed a finger to my lips playfully, "Trade secret."

She invaded my space, peering up with gleaming eyes, "Does this tie to your Psionic abilities?! What other feats can you perform?! Share it all! It’s purely scientific!!"

I must note... This bunny futa remained pantsless, so her member pressed against my abdomen given our proximity.

Easy now... Or you’ll ignite something unsure you can handle...

Look... Some of my girls seem inspired already...