The Odyssey cut into the approach channel, appearing exceptionally agile among the massive transport ships.
Allen handed the floating ship over to the port tower's control. Having made an appointment with his master in advance, he took the exclusive passage straight to the fortress's top floor.
Master Mercer stood with his back to the entrance on the command platform surrounded by countless screens of light, as if he hadn't moved a single step in the past two years.
Allen didn't utter a word to disturb him, simply standing quietly to the side. He knew the amount of information his master could process simultaneously far exceeded the limits of ordinary imagination.
"Mining Area B-7 was ambushed by Crypt Worms, losing three large mining golems?" Mercer's voice was flat. "Send the Third Patrol Squad to exterminate them. Send the loss report and worm tissue samples to the laboratory to see if they have developed any new mutations.
