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Several seconds later, the tide of Magic Power finally subsided. Even from so far away, they could feel such violent magical fluctuations. The power of the explosion was easy to imagine.

"Young Master, what should we do next..."

Stuart looked at Bell, who was slumped in his wheelchair, seeming hesitant to speak.

"Contact Dark Star Base. Have them send some Explorers to investigate."

Bell spoke in a somewhat weak voice.

Strictly speaking, Stuart, as the Captain of the Williams, was on the same level as Jennifer, the commander of Dark Star Base. He had no authority to order her around.

Of course, if Stuart's request was reasonable, Jennifer would consider it and offer assistance.

But with Bell here, having Bell issue the order directly would save them a great deal of time.

Naturally, Stuart could not openly say that he wanted to use Bell as a tool. Fortunately, Bell immediately understood Stuart's intention and took the initiative to do him this small favor.

Next, the crew of the warship waited for the Magic Pool to replenish its Magic Power while conducting self-checks and repairs. As soon as Shanna had finished speaking with Bell and Stuart, she immediately pushed her brother away to find a healer.

While fighting N'Zoth, the Williams had kept fleeing. As for exactly how far they had gone, even those aboard the warship could not say for certain.

Space was so vast that, with only a rough direction and distance, it was no easy task for the Explorers sent by Dark Star Base to locate the previous battlefield.

Fortunately, the violent explosion provided the Explorers with a guide. Thanks to that, roughly half a day later, the Explorers finally transmitted images of the battlefield to the Williams.

"Oh-ho~! Looks like my luck is still pretty good!"