Wizards begin with Occlumency.

"The other party requests communication."

The tower spirit's warning drew everyone's attention.

Sandra thought for a moment and then made a decision: "Connect."

"clear."

The tower spirit accepted the order and carried out the operation.

The video call was connected quickly.

On the huge screen, two familiar faces appeared, one on the left and one on the right.

They are Vina, the three-point wizard from the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild, and "Scholar" from the White Tower Alliance.

"Sandora, it's been a long time."

The "scholar" held a large book in his left hand and waved politely with his right.

"Sandora, you didn't expect this, did you? We've met again, and in this way no less."

This time, Wizard Vina was no longer dressed in a bikini; she was still wearing a full-body interstellar life support suit.

While speaking, he made a squeezing motion, his expression extremely fierce.

It seems we can easily take down Sandra and her starship.

Sandra sneered, "You think you've got me cornered?"

The "Yunni" was isolated and helpless.

The two fleets attacking from the left and right were both standard configurations for interstellar fleets in the Wizarding World: one capital warship, three auxiliary warships, and one supply ship.

In terms of numbers, one to ten is a huge difference.

However, the "Yunni" is a flagship-level ship.

In terms of combat power, it is second only to the Star Destroyer Fortress among the various levels of interstellar warships in the Sage Legion.

They were not intimidated by the two main-class interstellar warships at the same time.

Even if the opponent has six auxiliary warships coordinating with her, Sandra is confident that she will not be at a disadvantage.

However, the enemy's arrival was suspicious, and it is unclear whether they have any other reinforcements. The battle situation remains uncertain.

Moreover, Sandra hasn't yet figured out how their location was leaked.

Therefore, instead of engaging in direct combat, they chose to retreat.

"Cut off communications."

"Full speed ahead."

Sandra issued a series of orders.

The tower spirit immediately carried out the order.

The human figures on the screen disappeared, returning to normal, and a real-time image of the starry sky surrounding the "Cloud Neon" spacecraft was displayed.

One of the three main engines of the "Cloud Neon" can accelerate the warship to the speed of light when its conventional engine is running at full power.

The fleets of the Flame and Metal Merchants and the White Tower Alliance, each under the command of the wizard Vina and the "scholar" Silvano Latorre, pursued the enemy relentlessly.

There is already a long distance between the two sides.

The "Cloud Neon" travels at the maximum speed of conventional navigation - the speed of light.

Without activating warp drives or warp drives, neither fleet can ever catch up with the "Cloudy".

However, the jump mode cannot accurately control the distance, and the curvature mode cannot be flexibly adjusted.

Both have their advantages and disadvantages; when used for pursuit, they may not be able to block the "Yunni" ship's path precisely.

To be on the safe side, after discussing it, the wizard Vina and the "scholar" Silvano decided to pursue it this way for a while.

We will deplete the conventional power reserves of the "Yunni" and then take further action as needed.

Something's not right.

Inside the cockpit of the "Cloudy Rainbow," Sandra spoke, seemingly to herself, "How did they know my whereabouts?"

Soon, a look of annoyance flashed across Sandra's face. Without letting the members of the miniature legion move aside, she said directly to the tower spirit, "Contact Ms. Lisandra."

"clear."

Tarling accepted the order and immediately sent a communication request to Ms. Lisandra, the emergency contact.

On the left-hand control panel, Link's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing the name.

"Oh, my dear daughter, are you in trouble again?"

Ms. Lisandra's figure appeared in the cockpit in the form of a hologram.

She glanced around, her gaze lingering on Link for half a second longer before settling on Sandra, and began her speech in an exaggerated, cloying tone.

Sandra, her face stern, asked coldly, "You're using me as bait?"

Ms. Lissandra frowned and clutched her heart, looking very sad: "Oh, it hurts me so much that my daughter misunderstands me so much."

"Be normal!"

Sandra looked at her dramatic mother, who did whatever she wanted and never cared about what others thought, and felt as if three black lines were hanging on her forehead.

"Okay."

Lissandra gave a perfunctory reply, then immediately composed herself and said calmly, "I didn't use you as bait; this is your third uncle's idea."

"What do you mean?"

Sandra calmly pressed for answers, without immediately blaming her.

Sandra undoubtedly trusted her third uncle, Forrest, more than her own mother.

Lissandra replied:

"Didn't he send someone to ambush the Flame and Metal Merchants and the White Tower Alliance?"

They now want to retaliate in kind in order to ransom their captured personnel.

Your third uncle said that instead of passively defending, it's better to create an opening.

Just as you were about to continue that mission, he orchestrated a situation where a subordinate agency of the Supreme Council leaked your whereabouts.

Carrying out a mission issued by the High Council is not as simple as submitting a mission report.

Sandra had informed Sandra in advance of everything, including when to depart, the method of travel, the route taken, and the arrival time and location at the mission site.

Only by completing these reporting procedures and submitting a task report afterward, and by comparing the results, can the task be completed.

Sandra knew that with her uncle Forrest's influence, it wouldn't be difficult for a subordinate agency of the High Council to leak information smoothly without arousing suspicion.

The difficulty lies in ensuring that the interception teams sent by the Blazing Flame and Metal Merchants and the White Tower Alliance are not Sage-level legions.

The intricacies of the game are too numerous to be fully described in a few words.

Sandra didn't think too much about that; instead, she pondered what her uncle Forrest's purpose was in doing this.

After thinking for a while without coming up with any ideas, Sandra simply asked, "What does Third Uncle want to achieve?"

"How would I know?"

Ms. Lissandra replied matter-of-factly, "Even if I knew, why would I tell you?"

Sandra gritted her teeth, almost breaking down under those words.

After calming herself down, Sandra asked, "What do you think I should do to better cooperate with my third uncle's plan?"

"Respond however you want."

Ms. Lissandra was very indifferent, saying, "As long as I don't die or get captured alive, that's fine."

"What if I kill them?"

Sandra suddenly blurted out a murderous remark.

Ms. Lissandra did not answer immediately, but stared intently at Sandra, who was feigning calmness.

The mother and daughter stared at each other for a long time.

Sandra instinctively gripped the armrests on both sides of the seat, her back teeth clenched tightly, stubbornly refusing to look away.

Even if it's just a holographic projection, the gaze of a sixth-level sage is not easy to bear.

The pressure was immense and overwhelming.

"it is good."

Ms. Lissandra exclaimed, "That's my daughter!"

As she spoke, she softened the oppressive aura in her gaze and solemnly promised, "As long as you can do it, go ahead and kill. Your third uncle will absolutely handle all the trouble that follows!"

"Um."

Sandra responded calmly and then manually disconnected the communication.

I leaned back and took a few deep breaths, gradually recovering from the tense state of eye contact I had been in earlier.

After calming down for a while and making sure her voice wasn't trembling, Sandra spoke up: "Let's have a short meeting now and discuss how we should retaliate if we want to."

The members of the miniature legion turned their chairs around to face Sandra, who was sitting in the captain's seat.

But no one spoke up for a moment.

"Link, you speak."

Since no one spoke, Sandra called on people by name, and the first one she called on was Link.

"I haven't mastered the command capabilities for interstellar warfare yet, so I won't mislead anyone."

Link spoke the truth, without being reckless or making random moves.

At both the junior and senior colleges, Link hardly ever touched on interstellar warfare, whether through the courses arranged by the colleges or through the materials he consulted on his own.

Upon arriving at the main campus for further studies, Link enrolled in a course on strategy and tactics.

Two months have passed, and the course has only had four lessons, with the content still focused on alien exploration, raids behind enemy lines, and powerful landings.

The content on interstellar warfare will be discussed at a later time.

There's nothing shameful about admitting your shortcomings.

"I understand even less."

Jasmine, sitting next to Link, stated her position immediately, without waiting for Sandra to call her name.

Lanny has just been promoted to a level two wizard and has not yet officially started her studies, so her situation is not much different from Link's and Molly's.

Tiffany and Fried are still at the first-level wizard level. Let alone speaking and discussing, it's questionable whether they can even strictly execute interstellar combat orders.

The six members of the academy's main family had been second-level wizards for several years and were quite familiar with commanding interstellar warfare.

However, in the past, these were all minor incidents, like jokes.

Unlike now, where even the slightest mistake can be a matter of life and death.

Everyone became cautious in their words and actions, not daring to speak casually.

Upon seeing this, Sandra immediately felt the pressure on her shoulders increase even more.

It was so difficult to govern a tiny legion of only 12 people, including herself.

Wouldn't a sage-level legion composed of several hundred wizards be even more difficult?

"Well……"

Sandra pondered for a moment, then, without pressuring the members to speak, she ordered the tower spirit, "Draft two plans and assess their feasibility. First, advance at full speed to shake off the pursuit; second, launch a counterattack on the spot and annihilate the enemy."

"clear."

The tower spirit receives the command.

Two solutions were quickly submitted and displayed on the large screen and the small screen at each operating position.

Like everyone else, Link carefully read through the two plans proposed by the Tower Spirit.

The first setup involves activating the warp drive at full power, entering warp travel mode, and quickly arriving in the mission world.

Feasibility: 95.999%;

The second strategy is to first utilize the powerful attack capabilities of the "Yunni" to concentrate fire on one of the fleets and strive to defeat or even annihilate it in one fell swoop.

Then, using the high maneuverability of the "Cloudy" to engage another fleet while waiting for the "Cloudy's" attack system to cool down.

Feasibility: 65.45%.

Link didn't know what model Tarling used for his predictions.

Judging from his current ability to freely control his inspiration and the sense of fortune and misfortune he experiences, the accuracy rate of his deductions is quite high.

Therefore, Link is now very curious about the specific details of the attack plan that the Tower Spirit did not list.

This involves the detailed configuration of the "Cloud Neon".

The plans and feasibility estimates proposed by Taling can only be used as a reference and cannot be used directly.

Sandra possessed this basic common sense.

The situation is still good and not critical, so there is no need to make a hasty decision.

Sandra rested her chin on her right hand and began to ponder.

In the starry sky.

Lady Lissandra stood alone, holding off two Sage-level legions from the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild and the White Tower Alliance.

A moment later, two Level 6 Sages appeared in front of Ms. Lissandra.

The three faced off.

Although Ms. Lisandra was struggling against two opponents, she did not lose her fighting spirit.

Sound cannot travel directly through a vacuum.

As a level six sage, how could I not even be able to solve such a small problem?

Lissandra's voice reached the ears of the two Level Six Sages: "This road is blocked, please turn back."

The sixth-level sage of the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild grunted, "Your Rivosos Academy is really too domineering! I recalled my own fleet, and you even want to interfere?"

The level six sage of the White Tower Alliance said indifferently, "There's no point in saying more, let's just start fighting."

Ms. Lisandra remained calm and smiled, saying, "Wait a moment, someone else will come to negotiate with you."

"Um?"

The two level-six sages frowned in unison.

A moment later, Dean Forrest appeared and greeted them warmly, "It's been a long time, you two."

"snort!"

The two Level 6 Sages, who had both suffered at the hands of Dean Forrest in the past, snorted coldly in unison, not wanting to pay any attention.

Dean Forrest was not offended, and instead smiled as he revealed his own shortcomings:

"Yes, I admit it. I asked my second sister to distort the perceptions of the commanders of those two fleets."

They were led astray from their planned route, believing their mission was to hunt down my niece's ship, the "Cloud and Rainbow."

It is wrong to bully the weak.

I sincerely apologize.

After a pause, Dean Forrest changed the subject: "However, since things have come to this point, and I now know your whereabouts, further retaliation is certainly out of the question. How about we, the three of us, resolve this dispute in a different way?"

"In what way?"

People from the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild, whether apprentices, full-fledged wizards, or sages, regardless of their original personality, are prone to being irritable and acting without thinking.

This level six sage didn't even consider whether there was a trap involved; he was immediately tempted and asked a question.

The level six sage of the White Tower Alliance knew his ally's temperament well, and after the other party spoke, he had no choice but to swallow his own words.

In his heart, he didn't want things to fall into Forrest Diormand's trap.

What other way is there to resolve the dispute?

That sounds nice.

Find a different way to get a good deal!

Dean Forrest glanced at the White Tower Alliance's Level 6 Sage, whose expression resembled constipation, and chuckled inwardly.

Why choose any ally?

They chose to ally themselves with the Flame and Metal Merchants, whose minds were more or less flawed.

No wonder the White Tower Alliance has been producing more and more perverts in recent years.

Maintaining an enthusiastic expression, Dean Forrest smiled and said:

"Didn't you guys complain that the last game ended too ridiculously?"

Now the opportunity has come: two fleets are besieging a single warship.

On the field, your two families have a significant advantage.

Let's see how this battle goes.

Did we cheat in the last competition, or is it that your new generation is simply not good enough?

You've won. I'll personally escort them back.

You have lost. Return the way you came, and then use magic stones and resources to ransom the prisoners.

how?"

"Okay, it's settled then."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sixth-level sage of the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild immediately agreed.

The sixth-level sage of the White Tower Alliance subtly donned a mask of pain.

Now that you're already a Level 6 Sage, controlling your temper shouldn't be difficult.

Why don't you want to?

Now look what's happened, you've completely fallen into Forrest's trap, haven't you?

"Should we sign a contract or not?"

Forrest should strike while the iron is hot and get this done as soon as possible.

"I won't sign."

The Level 6 Sage from the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild replied decisively, "What's the point of signing that?"

The sixth-level sage of the White Tower Alliance finally lost his composure and, belatedly, spoke up, saying, "Let's sign one. It stipulates that after the battle begins, none of the three factions may provide any assistance to their own warships or fleets in any way."

"no problem."

Dean Forrest readily agreed.

The sixth-level sage from the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild curled his lip but did not object.

Dean Forrest took out a blank contract made by a ninth-level True Spirit Wizard.

The blank contract is for both parties to review before writing down any binding terms.

"Shall we begin?"

After the contract was signed and the objective was achieved, Dean Forrest asked for his opinion with a smile.

"Let's get started, we need to get back and rest."

The sixth-level sage of the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild said impatiently, "You're dawdling and wasting time."

The sixth-level sage of the White Tower Alliance shook his head and sighed softly: "Let's begin. Let me see your backup plan."

Forrest's smile widened: "A backup plan? What backup plan? With Link Grande around, he alone could destroy two fleets."

Upon hearing this, the sixth-level sage of the Flame and Metal Merchant Guild immediately glared at Dean Forrest:

"Why the hell didn't you say so earlier?" (End of Chapter)