"Your Majesty, I have already sent out your space coordinates. Please stay put for three days. Before long, a fleet of trade airships will cross space to trade with you," the message read.
"This is so extravagant," Muria twitched the corners of his mouth, comparing this to the trade adventures of the Lockman Kingdom which he'd previously thought were impressive. Now, these businesses looked like mud next to the sky-high Empire's business associations.
"Your Majesty, based on my intelligence, the largest business associations in the Human Empire follow the Empire's colonial fleet for business, so you can trust in their capabilities. They can provide any resource you want," the message continued.
"...I don't have any money," Muria said after a moment of silence, his voice a little dry.