I, Little Griseo, Touring the Myriad Worlds 817

Striking you directly from a hundred or two hundred nautical miles away wasn't impossible, either!

Real warships might not have that kind of range. But shipgirls could. Once they locked on and took aim, they could fire!

That said!

The farther the distance, the more laughable the accuracy.

There was nothing that could be done about it.

That was simply how real warships were.

Let alone shipgirls.

No matter how exceptional or enhanced a shipgirl was, no matter how much more perfect she was than the original warship,

even a deviation of a single mark could cause a huge shift in the final point of impact.

And the opponent wasn't some stationary target, either.

She was a moving target.

No one would simply stand there and let you bombard them.

So, to a great extent!

Many bombardments weren't meant to hit the opponent.

They were meant to restrict the opponent's movements.

To prepare for the true killing blow!

If one looked at the current situation...

even more could be seen!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

Bang!

Rumble!!

The thunderous booms continued without pause.

Thunder shrieked!

The sea churned into raging waves.

It seemed as though even their footing would be swallowed up.

Why had Helena Meta, despite sensing Musashi's presence long ago, insisted on coming forward to confront her, as if she had to see her with her own eyes?

The answer was simple!

The Meta faction, like the Sirens, commonly used lasers.

How terrifying was the speed of light?

Crossing light-years in an instant was nothing unusual!

But!

If one attacked from close range, catching someone off guard... just like American iai! The battle would end in an instant!

Who wouldn't want that?!

Speed was power!

It made excellent use of the characteristics of laser cannons.

Even if the distance was