"Sounds great," Zion answered, a flicker of surprise going through his face.
'A Lancer-Class ship?' he thought. 'He isn't lending me some simple transport ship, but an actual battleship with weapons on it.'
A ship like that would keep him a hundred times safer while traveling, compared to some simple garbage.
Zion shook his head lightly, pulling himself back into the conversation. "And… you're sure you can keep me safe from the Sovereignty, right?"
Calder chuckled and stroked his chin. "Of course. I've prepared everything so you'll just be one among dozens of mercenary ships departing for missions."
Despite Calder's reassurance, Zion felt slightly uneasy.
He knew there was no way Calder could one hundred percent guarantee his safety, as the Sovereignty was likely doing random checks on departing ships.
'And if they're given time to thoroughly check me, they can definitely match me to the scene,' he thought. 'Especially since I still don't have a valid ID.'
