Even if Brunhild and her close-knit circle were resourceful and decisive, they would never have guessed that Yu Lian had already made an arrangement with Teacher Yang before he left.
Before setting off with the people of Earth aboard the New Continent's only dreadnought, Yu Lian had said, "I estimate we'll reach our destination around May 10, give or take no more than twenty-four hours. But it's an unexplored region, beyond the range of Xuan-23."
Xuan-23 was the Sourcewave communications terminal they had found at the base of the great pirate king, "General Bloodwing." Earth usually called terminals capable of covering an entire star sector "Xuan-class." Until they were formally named, they were simply referred to by class and number.
"So we need to set a time?" With Yang Xiyi's intelligence, he understood Yu Lian's meaning at once.
"Exactly. Allowing for the time it'll take to deal with the target, let's make a conservative estimate of three days. You should have the Thirteenth Fleet set out by the thirteenth, heading toward the region where the Marauders disappeared," Yu Lian said.
The Empire's leadership had, in fact, officially named that region the Devil's Labyrinth 001 Sector, and the military forces of various nations had accepted the name. But before May, the perpetually late New Continent had yet to hear the news.
"Fine. Before the thirteenth, then." Yang Xiyi sounded remarkably calm.
"...You don't seem at all worried about my chances of success."
"I don't understand psionics, and I understand even less about interstellar archaeology," Yang Xiyi said. "But since Master Lan is going along on a whim, you must have made all the necessary preparations. Now we can only leave the rest to fate. Besides, even if you fail, sending Eleanor and her Thirteenth Fleet over there will at least let