"Elder Song."
"At our current speed."
"We should reach our destination safely in about forty-five days—"
Though the speaker wore an opaque veil over her face.
Everyone could still tell from her brows and the exposed skin that she had to be an exceptionally beautiful young woman.
Her superior.
The person known as Elder Song.
Was currently standing quietly on the deck of the Floating Rune Warship, her expression rather calm.
Silently gazing up at the sky.
While silently calculating various matters.
"Forty-five days..."
"Though it is still within an acceptable range."
"The situation in the distance is not looking good."
"It seems we can only hope that those Oceanic Alien Race beings do not set their sights on our branch in [Golden Mist Continent] during this time..."
"Otherwise."
"Even if the main force of the local branch does not suffer any great losses, rebuilding the territory afterward will still be a genuine headache."
Destruction was always easier than creation.
The fruits of tens of thousands of years of painstaking management.
Could be reduced to ashes overnight.
Therefore.
If possible.
She truly wanted to arrive as soon as possible.
And resolve the matter perfectly before it turned into an utter mess.
However.
She also understood that, although this Floating Rune Warship could indeed accelerate further, such acceleration would only be temporary and could not be maintained for long.
Furthermore.
That kind of excessive acceleration.
Not only placed enormous strain on the Floating Rune Warship.
But also consumed an immense amount of resources.
It could easily give rise to all kinds of entirely unnecessary trouble.
This directly meant that the speed this Floating Rune Warship could display under normal circumstances.
Was basically no greater than its current pace.
Trying to accelerate further.
Would be nothing but a thankless endeavor.
Thus.
After