"Somewhere we should go?"
The Other was stunned by the question, still unable to make sense of it.
Where should they go? Shouldn't they be figuring out how to leave this planet and restore contact with the outside world?
Or, like before, find a planet equipped with planetary engines, drag it over, and crash it into U40 Planet to create an opportunity to escape?
"Your Highness Beckett, Woz does not recommend going to the Municipal Building in Eiffelde, the capital city of U40 Planet, at this time. Judging by how quickly the wanted notices were issued, the enemy must have prepared for this in advance."
Woz did not approve of Beckett's actions and spoke up to warn him. With the enemy hidden and themselves exposed, Woz was exceptionally cautious. More importantly, it still had not figured out how the identities of the three of them had been exposed.
"Doesn't being prepared in advance mean our target is inside the Municipal Building?"
Raising his eyes toward Eiffelde's landmark building in the central district—the Municipal Building that towered into the clouds—Beckett's lips curved into a pleased smile.
He was very curious about the lord Babar had mentioned.
He admitted that the lord Babar had mentioned had successfully caught his attention by taking away his prey right under his nose without him noticing.
"Your Highness Beckett, according to Woz's calculations, the probability of successfully infiltrating without being discovered by the Skrulls is 0%."
"According to news just released by U40 Planet's press department, our targets, Baltan and Gesra, will lead the returning fleet into port in ten minutes. In thirty minutes, they will hold a grand victory banquet in the Municipal Building. By then, the building will be heavily guarded, and we will have no chance of infiltrating it."
More importantly, without a