Ves shook his head.
He felt he was being a bit too paranoid for his own good.
The Red Association would not try to take the stupid risk of earning his ire and forever proving that it could never be trusted by trying to tamper with his people.
Though it had not happened as of yet, so long as the returnees entered the Saint Kingdom of a Larkinson ace pilot, it would immediately become clear whether they were compromised in any fashion. There was very little that could circumvent the sharp intuition of a battle-hardened saint.
Even without this check, the other Larkinsons were not stupid. The clan had its own security protocols and should be able to pick up anything suspicious with a good degree of effectiveness.
The Larkinson Network might not be as infallible as Ves thought, but it was anything but a useful component of the Larkinson Clan.
