Little Bai operated the medium-to-high-end controls with his head bowed and said, "However, the main control AI did activate the hull's natural-drift magic array at once. We're naturally drifting toward the Void Lord's true body."
"...This isn't entirely the main control AI's doing. There's also a certain mystical method involved. Our fortress—well, this temporary flying object—is based on the physical vessel through which the Void Lord descended, so it naturally possesses a certain mystical aggregation effect."
"Th-the mystical aggregation effect can be understood that way too?"
"Heh heh heh, showing your lack of knowledge, are you? How dare a mere Second-Circle caster question my mystical understanding as a quasi-saint?"
Little Bai did not really understand what this "quasi-saint" was supposed to mean, but he truly was a novice in mysticism, so he humbly stopped arguing.
Under his control, the small maintenance robots hidden in the secret compartments sprang into action. Their movements were smooth and orderly, even more nimble and precise than usual. They no longer resembled robots moving rigidly under terminal control, but rather a group of dancing sprites.
Taea clearly sensed it too. As a "quasi-saint," she truly had not expected psionics to be used this way. But as an arts student, she still ought to humbly keep quiet when it came to engineering.
Then she heard her cousin volunteer, "The landing craft... um, uh, the landing craft. Of the twelve landing craft, nine are still operating completely."
His voice carried delight, and it looked like everything had gone very smoothly.
"Good. Fortunately, Uncle-Master had left us some leeway. If everyone squeezes in a little, there'll be enough room for all of us."
"However, it's still a little too early to land right now. We still have ten minutes until the appointed time."
"Will that Titan ship enter