A spaceship of the Neorim Empire, weighing a monstrous million metric tons, is heading toward the world of the Misogynists. But this is not an early-series battleship, not a heavy cruiser, and not even a troop supply transport—it’s a super-duper luxury elite liner for rich little buffoons traveling exclusively in first class and conducting business like living calculators of imperial administrators at the planetary level. And there are pirates in the mix: they’ve grabbed an unimaginable haul and now look for a way to sell it at market prices—while keeping their necks safe from the hemp necktie of imperial justice. But all their worries are pointless, because the Supreme Judge has already delivered their sentence.
However, this is far from all the secrets of the super-mega-liner “Solar Wind”—secrets that the Emperor Seregin will now have to face, even though none of his other tasks have been taken off his shoulders.