Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
As the security system let out a piercing alarm, the Archangel was, unsurprisingly, locked onto by Orb's fleet-control radar.
Just a few minutes earlier, the wanted warship had officially entered their territorial waters.
No country would remain indifferent to a warship entering its own waters.
Even if it knew the other side posed no threat.
Soon afterward, warning shells began raining down around the Archangel, throwing up waves several or even dozens of meters high.
But to Murrue, who had witnessed countless grand spectacles, this was nothing at all.
She ordered them not to return fire and continued toward the designated direction.
Before long, a communication request from Orb's Supreme Leader—Uzummi Yula Athha—came through.
"Captain Murrue, the Archangel is ignoring warnings and intruding into Orb's territorial waters. What exactly are you trying to do?"
"We want to join Orb." Murrue stated her purpose bluntly.
"What? Join Orb? Are you joking?" Uzummi was clearly stunned. "The Archangel is currently wanted by the Earth Alliance. If we take you in and shelter you, Orb will be inviting enormous trouble."
"No, sir. Even if you do not take us in, Orb is already in enormous trouble. In fact, according to the intelligence we have obtained, Mu La Flaga, who has just become the Atlantic Federation's representative, is planning to use a series of military measures to force every neutral nation into joining the Earth Alliance, while taking control of every Mass Driver on Earth. In other words, no matter what happens, Orb will no longer be able to maintain its neutral status."
Murrue poured out all the analysis she had heard from Allen earlier.
Although she did not think those words could sway the resolute Lion of Orb, they could at least make him allow the Archangel to dock