Perry Rhodan 107 - The Blue System

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107

THE BLUE SYSTEM

K.H.Scheer

OF ASSASSINS & ATLAN

ATTEMPTS on his life.

Eternal intrigues.

Threats to his reign.

The rule of Imperator of Arkon is certainly

not one of serenity.

His subjects hate him!

His ancestors despise him!

And now, it appears, there is a new

nuisance on the blue horizon: aliens intent on

pitting the Realm of Arkon against the Solar

Empire!

Atlan must meet with Perry Rhodan to

defeat this malicious plan, this systematically

arranged sabotage by–

THE BLUE SYSTEM

BEFORE THEY’RE THROUGH THE’YRE BLACK and BLUE—

PERRY RHODAN—The Solar First Administrator

ATLAN—For the Arkon Imperator its a dog’s life!

Auris of Las-Toor—A beautiful diplomat—the acme of Akons!

Col. Jefe Claudrin—The Ironduke’s commander takes a ‘screen’ test

Lempart of Fere-Khar—The chairman of the Akon Council gets a tiger

by the tail

Adm. Talur—Commander of the 12th Arkon Cruiser Fleet

Truk Drautherb—A wearying stickler for Arkon protocol

Mahout Sikhra—Leader of the lronduke’s commandos

Maj. Hunts Krefenbac—The Ironduke’s First Officer takes a lady for a

ride

Pucky, Tama Yokida, Fellmer Lloyd, John Marshall, Tako Kakuta,

Ras Tschubai—The mutants blow the whistle on the Blue System!

Moku—Atlan’s pet boxer

…and the spaceships Ironduke and Her-Akal

FOR ONCE IT’S GREAT TO HAVE THE BLUES!

PERRY RHODAN: Peacelord of the Universe

Series and characters created and directed by Karl-Herbert

Scheer and Walter Ernsting.

ACE BOOKS EDITION

Managing Editor: FORREST J ACKERMAN

WENDAYNE ACKERMAN

Translator-in-Chief

and Series Cöordinator

CHARLES VOLPE

Art Director

PAT LOBRUTTO

Editor

Sig Wahrman

Stuart J. Byrne

Associate Translators

THE BLUE SYSTEM

by K.H.Scheer

A Division of Charter Communications Inc.

1120 Avenue of the Americas

New York, N.Y. 10036

THE BLUE SYSTEM

An Ace Book by arrangement with

Arthur Moewig Verlag

Original German Title:

“Das Blaue System”

First Ace Printing: July 1976

Printed in U.S.A

ORDER OF THE ACTION

1/ SAD DOG DICTATOR

page *

2/ THE BRAIN’S INNER SANCTUM

page *

3/ THE GREAT HYPER-CAPER

page *

4/ PURSUIT IN LIMBO

page *

5/ PERRY’S ATYPICAL ACTION

page *

6/ THE FIGHT FOR TIME

page *

7/ IRONDUKE BREAKS THROUGH

page *

8/ THE SWORD OF DAMOCLES

page *

PROLOG

AT THE BEGINNING of the 22nd century, the test flight of the cruiser

Fantasy, first ship with linear space drive, has opened a new era of space travel.

However, this flight had far-reaching consequences of an unexpected nature.

The Akons, ancestors of the Arkonides, had long considered themselves secure

behind their system-spanning defence screen and they had not concerned

themselves with galactic politics—until this intrusion. After that they had begun to

strike out against Terra and Arkon with various unscrupulous methods.

The Akons’ “Plasma monster” had almost destroyed the Earth, and the “ghost

fleet” had been on the verge of converting Earth into an atomic inferno, just

before the phantoms were thrown back into the past they had emerged from,

through destruction of the time converter.

Atlan is very disturbed over these occurrences. Intrigues and assassination

attempts have made his position hard enough as it is—but now he suspects that

the Blue System of the Akons may be coming up with the idea of causing the

Arkonide Empire and Perry Rhodan’s Solar Imperium to clash with each other.

Thus, Atlan has invited Perry Rhodan to a private council of war. The two

rulers are conferring in the Inner Sanctum of the giant Robot Brain when the

Akons strike anew…!

1/ SAD DOG DICTATOR

WHEN A MAN IS LONELY he has a greater longing than other men for love

and affection, for genuine friendship and entertaining diversion.

And I was very lonely! I was probably the most forlorn and lonely individual in

the entire cosmic conglomeration of star cluster M13 in the constellation of

Hercules, whose suns and planets—from all reports, at least—belonged to me. I

was alone among several billion Arkonides and 500,000 humans from Terra, to

whom I had granted permission to come to Arkonide planets in my capacity as

Imperator Gonozal VIII and absolute ruler of the stellar empire.

But even the Terrans had not been able to relieve the situation very much

although for months I had been making an effort to loosen up the stiff formalities

of the receptions and solemn festivities. Thus far I had failed to break through the

ancient traditions of protocol and ceremony in an attempt to interface with the

representatives of humanity on a more cordial and unconventional basis.

For I was the Imperator! And as such I had to comport myself, as my Protocol

Chief Drautherb was always reminding me. The preservation of necessary respect

was a question of ‘royal propriety’ which could not be allowed under any

circumstances to deteriorate to the disgraceful level of a ‘handshaking familiarity’

with other intelligences. This policy was also urgently pressed upon me by the

officials of the court.

Royal propriety had also been explained to me as ‘representative restraint or

reserve’ but I wasn’t quite sure what was meant by this concept. In my opinion the

whole thing contained a contradiction. On the one hand if I were to properly

represent the Greater Imperium, then pomp and all related issues were

indispensably connected with it. Yet this was somehow incompatible with the idea

of ‘restraint’. In my estimation this simply called for a combination of modest

discretion and unimpeachable deportment.

At any rate I very soon realized that I could not swim against the current

forever. My initial resistance to the prevailing social order on the Arkon planets

degenerated into a sort of helpless resignation. If I had been surrounded by a

sufficient number of mentally active Arkonides who were still imbued with the

old acumen and perception, it would have been possible to change the situation.

Then I would most likely have been able to take an ‘iron broom’ and sweep the

palace halls and chambers clean of this rubbish.

So I was forced to depend upon the few Terrans around me who in turn had

their own problems to contend with. All of these things had become an

inseparable part of the Empire—the ridiculous splendour of banquets and

celebrations, the vacuous and trivial blathering of loafers and fawning

psychophants, the groundless hauteur and overbearing attitude of counsellors and

high-ranking officers of the Fleet. I could not shake them out of their lotus

dreaming. More and more my thinking was becoming more valid for the distant

Earth than it was for the Arkonide Imperium.

But to all these difficulties was added still another constant danger. More than

once, there had been attempts to get me out of the way by one means or another.

Assassination attempts had practically been the order of the day until I took

energetic measures and refused to suspend a few death sentences here and there.

They hated me! As the old Arkonide admiral Atlan from the ruling dynasty of

Gonozal, I was as much feared as I was unpopular. I had long since confessed to

myself that I was more human than I was Arkonide. My actual and only true

friends lived 34,000 light-years away in the Sol System. Perry Rhodan was the

First Administrator of the Solar Imperium that he himself had brought into being,

and on this man I could rely in the fullest sense of the word.

He had proved himself worthy of my trust and so I had no plausible reason for

standing in the way of humanity’s galactic trade and colonial policies. In my

secret heart I knew that the golden age of the Arkonides was finally at an end, in

spite of all my attempts to regenerate the Empire. And for me it was painful to

realize that Perry Rhodan was quite aware of my situation.

Now I had called for his help again after having had to turn to him only two

months before. An unknown power had attacked the Arkonide Empire as well as

the Earth. Very unusual technology had been demonstrated which convinced me

that the boundless arrogance of the still mentally active Arkonides was highly

inappropriate.

Actually I was pleased that Perry Rhodan specifically had been involved since

many Arkonides still considered him to be a barbarian. He had been able to prove

that we were nothing more than degenerating colonial descendants of a great race

of people who had sent the ancestors of the present Arkonides into the depths of

the void some 20,000 years ago.

This was a fact which I had only learned a few months before. As a result, my

position as Imperator of the realm had become more important and responsible.

But something had happened that we Arkonides would never have permitted

ourselves to imagine. In the centre of the galaxy there was a race of people who

treated us with as much arrogance as we had been accustomed to treating other

intelligences until now. Naturally, Rhodan had not been able to resist pointing this

out to me, with appropriate sarcasm.

He couldn’t offend me any more with such remarks but the ‘Barbarian’s’

explanation had caused other Arkonides to turn visibly pale. It was too

humiliating for them to think that the members of their mother race should

consider them to be degenerated colonial descendants with outmoded customs.

Such was the situation on the Crystal Planet of the Arkon Empire when the

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