Outside the Milky Way Galaxy.
A vast fleet, its ships all highly advanced, was slowly breaking free from the Gravitational Field created by the Milky Way Galaxy's rotation.
The feeling was somewhat like a space rocket on Earth trying to fly into outer space, inevitably having to face the planet's gravitational pull.
At least.
Broadly speaking.
The meaning was fairly close...
Now, thanks to the advanced level of spacecraft manufacturing technology, although those space warships were not flying very fast due to interference from the Gravitational Field.
They were nevertheless steadily breaking free from the entanglement of that gravity.
Along the way, not a single warship suffered any accident.
At this rate.
Before long, the entire fleet would presumably successfully reach the other Star Systems...
At this moment.
Inside the command room of the fleet's Main Ship, upon a cold platform, the Fleet Supreme Commander, who was also the Envoy Leader, carefully studied the reports continuously appearing on a nearby screen, analyzing the surrounding regions and observing the various conditions around them.
At the same time, he issued orders in an orderly fashion.
"In roughly twenty hours, we will reach the target area."
"To avoid appearing overly discourteous, once all ships have entered the target area, prioritize tidying up the hulls torn apart by the Gravitational Field. At the very least, do not look so bedraggled..."
"On this trip, we will represent the face of the Milky Way Galaxy..."
Though his words contained little substance, they fully demonstrated that face-saving projects were an issue that could never be avoided...
Even for an Interstellar Civilization.
As he gave his orders, a string of acknowledgments sounded through the communication channel.
Not long afterward.
Something beyond the envoy group's expectations happened.
Their contact with the target arrived somewhat earlier than expected.
Or