"Where has that Lord gone?"
The Auster young man shook his head helplessly in the command cabin.
He had indeed been protecting the Lord who suddenly appeared, but in such a situation, he couldn't say much. That Strong One had just disappeared when their fleet was in danger.
Even he himself was beginning to wonder if the Strong One had fled.
"That Single-person Battleship is about to call the last number, what do we do? I think we should surrender."
A commander in the command cabin said in a somewhat panic-stricken tone.
The senior commanders were hesitant to respond, but the turmoil in their hearts had already betrayed them.
But after a good ten seconds or more, there was still no voice coming through the communicator from that Single-person Battleship Strong One.
"How come? There's no sound at all!" one commander exclaimed in surprise.
"You don't have to worry anymore; he's dead."
Just as the crew was filled with uncertainty, a faint voice came from behind them.
"Uh!"
