"Accelerate! Shake them off!"
After recovering from his shock, Viscount Ironwall's first reaction was to shake off their pursuers.
They were now inside Twin Stars territory. Granted, this civilization's strength matched the intelligence the Second Prince had provided: too weak to be worth mentioning.
But they were still fighting on foreign ground, unfamiliar with the terrain. No one knew what enemies they might encounter after passing through the next wormhole.
If nearly ten thousand Legendary Mecha caught up now, then found favorable terrain from which to hit them from behind, that would definitely hurt.
The Iron Wall Fleet, which had been traveling at normal cruising speed, immediately went full throttle. Its engines ran beyond their limits, and the fleet's speed surged again.
Yet the pursuers behind them seemed to have reserves as well. After accelerating, they still matched the Iron Wall Fleet's speed, following at an unhurried pace.
"Lord Viscount, the engines are overheating..."
An hour later, seeing that they could not shake their pursuers, the Iron Wall Fleet had no choice but to slow down again.
The engines could not keep running beyond their limits forever.
"What the hell is this guy trying to do?" Viscount Ironwall was going a little mad over the Sea Wolf, which clung to them like glue.
I've already paid the damn toll! We agreed to go our separate ways and never meet again. Why are you still chasing us? Don't tell me you want another payment?
Besides, didn't you say you wanted me to make trouble for the Second Prince? What's this supposed to be?
Wait! Did he suddenly regret telling me that huge secret, so now he's going to silence me? Then leave me with a line like, "You know too much"?
Does he have to be that ruthless?
This is entrapment!