Nautiloid... Crash

Elise looked at Anse with a half-smile. After not seeing him for several days, she could discern a naked desire in the casual glances he cast her way.

Yet just when he was about to get what he wanted, he insisted on running off to that remote extraplanar space. Other than battle, she could not think of anything more appealing to him than herself.

"Brarr Rock City is a transit hub in the Desolate Universe. We can't give it up so easily." Anse shrugged.

He was not the sort to rush wherever trouble broke out. Brarr Rock City's location was simply too important.

Without Brarr Rock City's trade route, the so-called Commercial Community would be practically cut in half. Its scale and prestige would be completely lacking, making it far less attractive.

"Your safety is more important." Elise disagreed. "Besides, your Teleportation Circle has a limited duration. What if you can't get back in time?"

"I'm just going to take a look. So much time has passed—the fighting over there should be finished by now." Anse reassured her.

He had a pile of life-saving equipment, and he was still holding onto a [fate], which was equivalent to having two lives. Killing him would not be so easy.

Elise sighed helplessly. She knew Anse had a mind of his own and could not be persuaded. Saying more would only waste her breath.

Being stuck with a man like this was rather exhausting.

"Remember your purpose. Don't get carried away."

"I know."

Back in the bedroom, Anse teleported into Horley Mark under Elise's watchful gaze.

Rather than heading straight for Brarr Rock City, he entered the spherical Astrolabe Track Formation and carefully studied the intricate large-scale formation.

"Meow, can you even understand what you're studying? You're biting off more than you can