With the first friendly spar between Suihuo and Queen Ero ending in a draw, everyone had no choice but to set off again, trembling with only two percent energy remaining.
Fortunately, whether in hyperspace or normal sublight-speed travel, the energy gauge of this "White Devil" barely budged. By the time the ship had followed the Dawn Route, evaded the Imperial fleet, and entered the heart of the Dawn Nebula—covering nearly a thousand light-years—it had only dropped from just under two percent to 1.8 percent.
Although no one knew how massive this ship was, its sheer size alone put it in the super-dreadnought or even Titan class. Judging by its energy consumption, the "White Devil's" energy storage and control systems had far surpassed what the technology of this era could even imagine.
Of course, they had also reached a conclusion by then: the Ero queen's mental state wasn't merely unstable—she simply had no sound mind at all. If they wanted to return alive to civilized society, they would have to find a way to let her burn off her energy.
According to Captain Planck, getting Queen Tomitaili to swear like a sailor or having her spar with Suihuo in hand-to-hand combat would both help her blow off steam.
And, to be fair, when two psychics fought with their bare hands, without weapons or psychic techniques, even if they ended up bruised, with a few broken fingers and a couple of cracked ribs, it still counted as a friendly match that wouldn't harm their relationship.
Miss Fantine glanced at the Ero queen, who had just won and was now receiving cheers from the pirates and mercenaries. The woman did seem much more refreshed, and the crazed aura that had clung to her constantly had eased considerably.
She had to admit that Captain