Alex Zavyalov, the orphaned heir of the Zavyalov trading clan, on the eve of his coming of age (and long-planned death as a result of an accident), for preventive purposes, tears his claws out of his “native” home, leaving his own uncle-regent with his nose. Now he is left to his own devices and can start all over again - under a new name, without reputation, without support, almost without money (a couple of millions don’t count), and also without a clan viper and constant political intrigue. In general, there is something to be done. In addition, there is a good idea - our hero figured out how to extract “sunken” ships from subspace. It’s just that in his youth he didn’t think much about the consequences, and the result was not long in coming - his new activity came back to haunt not only the human Protectorates, but also all the surrounding aliens...