Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110 Your Safety Comes First

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“The front lines are a dump. You can’t even get a hot meal out there!” Timothy was still going. “Pack up the head chef from the Hurst Group’s best hotel-right now-along with a full kitchen setup. Get it all on the escort shipl

“And a climate-controlled combat suit! Top spec! And throw in a portable holo-projector so you don’t get bored on the way!

“Premium nutrient solutions, long-shelf-life natural foods that actually taste good-stuff it all in!”

Margaret walked over, a deep frown furrowing her brow. “I’m going to a warzone to save someone. Not to the Sirius Galaxy for a vacation. Also, did you even ask the chef if he’s okay with this?”

Timothy ignored her completely, still swiping at his screen. “I don’t care. I won’t let you feel even the slightest discomfort out there. If he says no, I’ll triple his pay. If that still won’t work? Ten times.”

Cheiron, by comparison, was far more practical.

He pulled a compact white temperature-controlled case from his medical kit and handed it to Margaret.

“This contains a high-concentration spiritual power stabilizer, along with basic emergency medications.” He opened the case and pointed to a red syringe, his tone turning deadly serious. “If Baar has already lost all reason by the time you reach him, inject this directly into his carotid artery. For a standard male, it forces twelve hours of induced sleep. Even for an SSS-class, it’ll suppress the frenzy for three.”

He closed the case and looked Margaret in the eye. “Remember. Your safety comes first. If he’s too far gone, abandon him and get yourself out.”

The words were cold enough to cut, but to Margaret, they landed exactly right.

She took the case and smiled, “Got it.”

A low roar rumbled in from outside, vibrating faintly through the floorboards.

The ship had arrived.

Timothy followed Margaret down, his face set in a reluctant scowl. He carried the white medical case in one hand, plus the oversized supply bag he’d forcibly foisted on her.

Thankfully, the head chef had narrowly escaped being press-ganged into coming. Before Margaret left, the man had looked at her like she’d personally saved his life.

In the end, the bag only held premium nutrient solutions, portable food packs, and the climate-controlled suit.

A compact jump-ship sat on the landing pad not far from the hotel-matte-black hull, heavy armor plating, the Federal Military’s twin-sword insignia painted on its side.

The military hadn’t had time to evacuate the area. A crowd had gathered behind the cordon, a dense wall of camera flashes popping.

An officer in uniform strode down the ramp, stopped three paces from Margaret, and snapped off a crisp

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salute.

“Lady Margaret, Aegis Escort Fleet, First Division. Orders to escort you to the Sirius Galaxy!”

He took the luggage from Timothy’s hands with a deference that bordered on ceremonial.

Margaret set her foot on the metal ramp and walked up, one step at a time, into the ship.

The hatch sealed slowly behind her, shutting out the noise and light of the Valoran Galaxy.

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On the ground, the two top-tier males stood side by side, watching the ship rise.

Cheiron was the first to look away. He turned and walked back inside.

Timothy stayed where he was, the wind tearing through his golden hair. He stared at the spot where the ship had vanished, his blue eyes churning with unspoken emotion.

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