Spiritual Communication

"You're the Captain. You call the shots."

As he spoke, Bell also shifted slightly away from Stuart. For some reason, over the past few days, he had felt that the way Stuart looked at him was a little off, often making his entire body tense.

Besides, when it came down to it, he was still an outsider. He had never studied the specific performance or combat commands of warships before, so naturally, he was not about to issue orders blindly.

"Understood, Young Master."

After bowing once more, Stuart straightened up and began issuing orders with high spirits.

The Young Master and Young Miss were watching from the side. He had to show off his professionalism and bearing.

"Battle Wizards, all personnel to the deck and take your positions! Prepare for attack and defense! Set the Philosopher's Stone output to maximum, begin charging the main cannon, and ready the Apparition system! Be prepared to use Side-Along Apparition at any time!"

Under Stuart's command, the warship's previously peaceful and leisurely interior immediately tightened like a drawn bowstring, and everyone quickly began their combat preparations.

"Shanna, how about we go up to the deck and watch the show too?"

Sitting in the wheelchair Shanna had specially made with Transfiguration, Bell proposed eagerly.

There was no helping it. This was the aftermath of putting too much effort into acting. Although he could already run and jump around, his little sister still firmly kept him in the wheelchair, pushing him everywhere he went.

"No!"

"You can't!"

The first sentence came from Shanna.

The little girl unhesitatingly rejected her Gege's willful proposal. Though she too wanted to go to the deck and watch the battle against N'Zoth firsthand—better yet, personally test the opponent's strength—at this moment, nothing mattered more to Shanna than her Gege's safety. She