For fuck's sake!
A moment ago, the Mainframe had wanted to bleed the ship girls dry, squeezing out their last scraps of evolutionary potential. Now it wanted to contact a Commander who was almost certainly on their side. What kind of person could dream up this bullshit?
Granted, the Mainframe wasn't human, but Empress, who had complained about it privately with her colleagues before, still had some frustration she needed to vent.
That irritation, however, dissipated with the information the Mainframe sent next—
Even as a high-ranking official of the Arbitration Authority, the information Empress had received about Commanders described them as capable of assisting ship girls in combat and enhancing their combat power, but extremely fragile themselves.
Yet in the Mainframe's data, many of Gwen's parameters were almost stronger than those of Yorktown beside him, who had clearly undergone illegal modifications. He even seemed to possess spatial abilities and the power to create things.
Was this a physically frail Commander who needed ship girls to protect him?
Though she inwardly grumbled about the Mainframe's unreliability, the light in Empress's eyes grew brighter—
As one of the personnel withdrawn from the frontline, Empress still didn't know the enemy's true identity, but she had seen firsthand just how terrifying an existence it was.
Even without the Mainframe's information, Empress could be certain that it was an enemy of all life in the world.
Against an enemy like that, what could the Commander described in their records possibly accomplish, even if he appeared?
Unless this supposed Commander could enable every ship girl to wield Arbiter-level power, his appearance would change nothing.
Only someone who was clearly as extraordinary as this man offered any hope of truly confronting that terrifying enemy.
And as Empress, eager to see Gwen's strength, pulled up the surveillance