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Wisdom of the British Ancestors

「This is the Enterprise. The Aubade Force confirms that the only vessel near the Eustitia on the Pyrochlore continent is the Gracious Queen. We’d like to offer support. Can you launch your fighters?」

「This is the Gracious Queen, currently at sea. Leave it to us. The distance is considerable, but we’ll find a way.」

The emergency request came from Robin aboard the Enterprise, addressed to George of the Gracious Queen.

「Understood. We’re counting on you.」

Admiral George, captain of the Gracious Queen, opened the operations map.

「Hmm… From our position, even the units equipped with metallic hydrogen storage reactors will be pushed to their limits. Time to borrow from the wisdom of our forebears.」

「That… doesn’t sound very reassuring…」

British ancestral wisdom. Even Robin flinched at the ominous sound of those words.

「It’s perfectly fine. Leave it to us. As a company with British lineage, we’ll deliver a proper blow, out of pride if nothing else.」

「R-right. If