Tommy Telly thought that if this weren't an extraordinary time, if she weren't the khan, and if she were five years younger, she would definitely have become that guy's enemy. But after the blow she had just suffered, she realized that her composure and scheming had somehow improved by leaps and bounds once again. She even managed to ask, her expression calm and her patience intact, "Oh? Then let's hear the good news first."
The Miss Prophetess said, "There's a weapon on this fortress that can interfere with gravitational signals. It can be aimed directly at a gravity well, creating gravitational turbulence and disrupting the operation of a jump engine."
The part of the Great Khan's mind that served as a commander immediately began working. "Oh, so that's why those two Imperial scout ships couldn't get away in time?"
The Prophetess nodded.
"In other words, any enemy fleet that enters this system will have trouble getting back out." The Great Khan pondered. "Could this create an opportunity to divide and encircle them?"
"I'm not well versed in military affairs, so I can't advise you on that," she said.
"Then what about the duration of this weapon? And once it's activated, will it affect the other side of the gravity well?"
"I can't say for certain yet, but I'll find out as soon as I can," the Miss Prophetess replied. "Please give me another forty-eight hours."
The khan said, "You have twenty-four hours at most. I'll assign three high-speed warships to assist with your tests."
"Understood." The Miss Prophetess was indeed a forthright person. She made no attempt to bargain, but she did tell the other woman, "As for the bad news, although we sank the enemy quickly, the Empire's high command may already have received word."
The Great Khan knitted