King Su Liuka Brunhild, just as she had in that "history," personally took the navigator's position and began the most dangerous voyage the Dawn Angel had ever made since its construction.
Yes, to the crew who didn't know the truth, a colossal ship like this traveling through the dotted routes on the star chart would inevitably encounter all manner of unknown cosmic dangers. One wrong move could mean the ship's destruction and everyone aboard perishing. It was far more dangerous than the one hour and twenty-two minutes at the Ring of Miracles.
After all, the potential danger of being outnumbered was plain to see. The soldiers only had to eliminate the enemies in front of them, around them, and behind them. But there were many more things to consider when traveling along a "dotted line."
Come to think of it, in the history of the Galactic Empire, more emperors and prince-electors had died in shipwrecks than on the battlefield.
Brunhild, however, remained composed, and even felt a little like laughing.
This was much easier than when she'd been at the Galactic Core in that "history," playing hide-and-seek with raiders while leading a handful of battered survivors, she told herself. Besides, who would have thought—she herself hadn't even thought of it—that the star chart data she'd obtained in that "history" could be used in reality?
And so, two hours before the Barbarossa's successful surprise attack on Katoon, the Dawn Angel had already arrived at the Chero system without a scratch.
The unknown cosmic radiation, the gravity of giant stars, and the bursts of stellar rays she encountered along the way hadn't even pierced the shields. By the time the Dawn Angel reached the Chero system, the shield batteries had even recharged to full capacity.
The soldiers aboard felt as though they