Two days later, in the waters where the Third Corps headquarters was located, the ships of the Fourth Floating Fleet, Fifth Floating Fleet, and Sixth Floating Fleet regrouped.
After tallying the Floating Battleships, aside from the three destroyed by the Demon Lord, all the remaining Floating Battleships were well preserved, with no casualties.
On the deck, Silas led the captains of the Floating Battleships before Miserandor, bowed, and thanked her from the bottom of their hearts.
Miserandor nodded slightly, accepted their thanks, then waved her hand and helped them up.
"The fleet will remain under General Silas's command."
"If anything unexpected happens, come directly to the lower deck to find me."
"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."
"Take care, Your Excellency."
Silas turned sideways and bowed once more toward Miserandor's departing figure.
If not for that angel this time, he did not know what would have become of the Fourth and Fifth Floating Fleets, but the Sixth Fleet under his direct command would certainly have suffered devastating losses.
Some enemies could not be fully resisted through external means alone without absolute strength.
After watching Miserandor leave, Silas turned to the other two Floating Fleet commanders and the commanders of the various ships and ordered, "Rest for one day. Tomorrow, head south and enter Cask Province from the direction of the Babula Fortress Group. Carry out reconnaissance and deterrence operations toward Okra Province."
"Yes."
The many Dragonman Warlocks answered in unison before leaving the flagship and returning to their respective Floating Battleships.
The Babula Fortress Group, the final barrier northeast of the Okra Kingdom, was terrifyingly quiet at this moment.
More than two hundred knights raised clouds of dust as they galloped along the main road, their banners snapping sharply in the wind.
After crossing a hill, the lead