Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

Inside a kitchen filled to the brim with delicious aroma, a middle-aged man swept through the several utensils, cooking their meal for dinner with remarkable ease. A day was somewhat peaceful for him, although things have gotten a bit troublesome with the introduction of two women in his family life. That's right... Charlotte and Mercedes had joined them.

And of course, the one that brought it up and invited them was none other than his wife, Laplace. When he first heard of the news, he didn't expect to be hit by his wife's pep talk. But as bothersome as it was, she had a point. It was pretty obvious that his relationship with the two had advanced beyond his expectation in a mere night, but wasn't that also her fault?

'I guess I'll have to get used to this new norm.' Abraham silently thought to himself as the meal sizzled from the frying pan. Beside him was the Prime Minister of the United World Government, Charlotte. She was assisting him in making dinner since he wasn't only making a meal for himself and his wife. To be honest, it made him remember the time when he first married Laplace.

She always helped him in every moment, and it made him forget who she really was. A problem dragon. A wild and horny lizard, to which he cannot help but love the most. At any rate, Charlotte was making a stew for dinner. It has been a while since he made one since his wife had an avid interest of meat. Most of the time, he just cooked fried chickens and perhaps pork.

"Is there something wrong, Abraham?" Charlotte asked while stirring the pot in front of her. Abraham was immediately interrupted from his thoughts as he glanced at her for a moment before nodding. "I'm alright, Charlotte. But are you good? I heard from Laplace that your body has been aching since that night." He was a bit worried since he had a feeling that he didn't control himself during their nightly adventures.

"There's no problem. I feel good. To be honest, it only felt like an after-workout pain. Annoying, but enjoyable, to say the least..." She grinned at him and continued to stirred the pot. He could only sight from her words and continue frying whatever was in front of him. At the very least, she wasn't hurt. After all, he had rather been demanding during that night.

'Though, I guess they out demanded me and almost sucked me dry.' Abraham sighed to himself and remembered how the night went for the four of them. The three ladies would always take turns. It seemed as though they were learning how to utilize their numbers and made sure that he was preoccupied with at least one of them. Quite an interesting strategy, to be honest.

As the two cooked their dinner meal within the kitchen, Laplace and Mercedes were watching television within the living room. The dragoness couldn't help but smell the delicious aroma from the kitchen and couldn't help but salivate a bit from it. "Damn, they really are cooking something delicious there. I'd love to take a single bit from it."

Although the words that escaped her supple lips were but a quiet mumble. Mercedes could clearly hear it and gazed at the dragoness with a blank look. The silver wolf could only imagine how much trouble she brings to Abraham. After all, Mercedes had worked under the dragoness for quite some time. Her demands tend to be the usual as she had given herself only one duty. That was fighting.

And perhaps also manage whatever organization was under.

"Laplace, I heard about the movements of hostile forces within the Typhon Region. An army is forming within the valley of death. It seemed to be a unified army of over a million soldiers, donated by various nations nearby the Mountain Range that separated the continental region from the wider continent." Mercedes brought news about the Typhon Region up.

The salivating dragoness lost her goofy look as a serious expression replaced it. Her golden eyes narrowed as she turned her gaze towards the silver wolf. "Spies in the Continent of Europa have been reporting major movements throughout the mainland. It seems that the League of Humanity is preparing for something. There's also a report about the Magus Tower researching technologies."

"I see... It looks like they have also realized the importance of technology in improving the total strength of a nation. This is problematic don't you think?" Mercedes questioned Laplace, who thought about it for a moment before nodding. "It is troublesome, especially when you think about what kind of technology they can create. It seems that the World Government has ruffled their feathers."

The dragoness lightly chuckled, satisfied at how the League of Humanity was acting. But while she was delighted to have affected them in some way. They might start growing. With this in mind, she looked at Mercedes and questioned. "The Atlas Conglomerate should be infiltrating the economies of various nations under the League of Humanity, right?"

Hearing the question of the dragoness, Mercedes squinted her eyes but responded regardless. "Yes, the Atlas has infiltrated into the market of countries within the alliance of the League of Humanity. We have been buying businesses and ensuring that our influence remains concealed until strong enough to handle the repercussions that may appear."

Laplace raised her eyebrows and realized that the Atlas Conglomerate had grown even further. It made her understand how much of a genius Mercedes was in managing organizations. Though, it also made her sight since if the silver wolf was there to take care of the Special Response Division. It wouldn't have fallen into its pitiful state of being forgotten.

"Is the market within the foreign countries difficult to delve in? I'm sure there must be intricacies that is affected by the culture and history of these nations." Laplace questioned further, interested about how the Director of the Atlas Conglomerate managed to navigate through these obstacles. If it was her, she would have taken care of the competitors personally.

"Hmm... It isn't difficult, per se. Whatever difficulties appear could be solve with money. If the problem doesn't disappear, then we simply aren't throwing enough money towards it. The Atlas Conglomerate isn't the type to back away from investments as long as we can accomplish our goals. And we did." Mercedes smirked as slyness glinted from her eyes.

"Although the systems within these nations are rigid, especially when the nobles are prideful as they could be. However, giving them precious jewelry tends to make them favorable towards you. It is as easy as bribing politicians, sooner or later, the Atlas Conglomerate will have a monopoly over a few markets in these countries." The Atlas Conglomerate didn't simply desire for influence.

They wanted dominance.

Laplace could only give her a thumbs up and uttered with a calm voice. "Hope you'll be able to succeed taking over. The more advantages we have against the League of Humanity, the better it will be when things worsen. And it will as those guys wouldn't love something openly against them walking out in the open."

Before the two could continue conversing with one another, Abraham called out to them from the kitchen. "Dinner's ready! Get to the table." His words resounding in the living room as Laplace and Mercedes glanced at each other before nodding simultaneously. They stood up from the sofa and walked towards the dinner table where a couple of plates and chairs resided.

Sitting in their respective chairs, Abraham walked towards them while carrying a plate of fried chickens and pork. There were also sausages and more meal. After all, Laplace was a big eater and he was the same. Their stomach tend to require more than the usual average a human could eat without puking out whatever they had eaten.

Behind him was Charlotte who was carrying a bowl of stew. It was a soup of boiled pork, which smelled delicious and would probably warm up their stomachs. As the empty table was becoming crowded with meals, the four finally sat together. Abraham glanced at the three of them who appeared to be waiting for his words. It made him smile as he remarked.

"Let's dig in." Without a tinge of hesitation or delay, Laplace began munching fried chickens and pork as though her life depended from it. Mercedes was a lot calmer, but one can see that she was as hungry as the dragoness. She also seemed to be a big eaten as she took as much of everything. Even the stew was devoured by the silver wolf.

Charlotte calmly ate as she sipped lightly unto the spoon containing the soup. It warmed her tongue and made her cheeks a bit crimson. She observed the dinner table and couldn't help but smile. Being together with all of them wasn't bad. It seemed that she was fated to be with them, which was perhaps the best thing that destiny had ever given to her.

Meanwhile, Abraham watched them eat and couldn't hide his smile. Memories were being built together with them, and it would be amongst his most treasured moments. While observing them with tranquility, a single thought emerge from his head. 'I should have made Tiamat stay with us for dinner. I guess she will have to spend time with Althea to learn more about magicraft.'

There was no used to regretting it, and maybe he shouldn't ask for more than what was given. What was important was to enjoy moments that would become memories of the past. In simpler terms, all the four of them had...

Grown closer.