The captain naturally agreed with the commander.
"Indeed. It's not just Roven Tor—Sobek is here too. What an impressive net they've cast! Blacklaus and Sumer are both remote labor districts of the Empire. When have they ever seen a spectacle like this?"
Sobek had probably come on a mission, but objectively speaking, three dreadnoughts were putting a great deal of pressure on everyone. Even Yu Lian couldn't afford to ignore them. "Don't worry. There's a route here. The big bug told me, of course."
With the commander having explained things so thoroughly, the Silent immediately changed course. In truth, given his prestige, no one would have dared object even if he hadn't said a word.
Yu Lian, however, didn't care for that sort of mystification. He'd always thought that cultivating an air of mystery or playing at "justice must not only be done, but must be seen to be done" was the absolute lowest.
Of course, these people had already made a zigzagging run through the Abyss Nebula. A little Diamond Nebula wasn't going to pose much of a problem. Even without a route, what was to stop them from simply going through?
After less than three days of travel, they stopped in the remote DG-F-18A system.
Following the all-knowing commander's directions, the Silent drew closer to a certain cosmic point. The navigation equipment aboard, dating back to the Enlighteners' era, also picked up a pulsating vortex in space.
It was a gravitational well that was currently closed. According to the constants analyzed from the spatial model, it would begin to open within twenty hours.
In short, it was a dotted route that didn't appear on any star chart.
Normally, no large ship could pass through a gravitational well like this. But as the saying went, when it came to