Chapter 891: Chapter 43 Bait Chapter 891: Chapter 43 Bait The importance of gathering intelligence need not be elaborated upon.

The importance of vetting the gathered intelligence is equally undeniable.

The commander of the Small Interstellar Fleet of Sage Mitchell’s Tower harbored doubts about the authenticity of the intelligence on Link Grande’s specific whereabouts right from the start.

Even with insiders planted within the Revosorath Academy Advance Team and the Four Sects Legions, it seemed highly unlikely to obtain such precise intelligence.

This intelligence was either fake, a smokescreen released by Link Grande himself, or it was a trap aimed at luring Sage Mitchell’s Tower into a folly.

On this point, the commander had communicated and explained his concerns to the highest echelons of Sage Mitchell’s Tower, including several members of the Mitchell Family led by Great Sage Mitchell at its core.

The highest echelon listened patiently to the commander’s doubts and then told him that there was no need to ponder over these concerns, and to just carry out the mission.

After all, the weak cannot overpower the strong.

Despite being a Level Eight Great Sage, the commander had no choice but to submit to the will of the top brass.

Reluctantly, he led this small star fleet to blockade the starship rumored to be carrying Link Grande.

Just as the commander could not resist the will of the highest echelon of Sage Mitchell’s Tower, the small star fleet could not encircle the highest class of starship.

The pursuit and blockading action failed time and again.

Up to this point, their greatest achievement was merely confirming the authenticity of the intelligence.

As a Level Eight Great Sage, the commander felt this was a stain on his dignity!

However, the commander wasn’t one to blame others and vent his anger when faced with trouble.

The commander would channel his frustration and fury towards the mission’s target, namely Link Grande.

As a result, after Link took control of the navigation and piloting of the starship, he could clearly feel the intensifying efforts of Sage Mitchell’s Tower’s Small Interstellar Fleet to encircle him.

On several occasions, those interstellar battleships would rather risk accidents and emergencies than give way.

This made evading and maneuvering the starship increasingly difficult.

Luckily, Link’s piloting skills were up to par, and he was used to running his brain at high speed, capable of entering an overclocked state akin to “Multi-Threading Thinking” on the fly. Despite the frequent dangers, there was never a crisis where the starship actually got successfully encircled.

“Link, what exactly is Lotson trying to do?”

After avoiding yet another carefully crafted trap by the Small Interstellar Fleet of Sage Mitchell’s Tower, Jasmine asked while helping Link control the starship, finding a moment to inquire.

Today’s events, from Link insisting on taking her away from the Four Sects Legions, Lotson’s change in temperament, to Lotson suddenly pushing her and Link into danger, and now being relentlessly pursued by Sage Mitchell’s Tower fleet…

Everything was filled with aspects Jasmine could not comprehend.

Some incomprehensions come from a lack of information.

Some incomprehensions truly befuddle Jasmine.

“Don’t worry about what he wants to do,”
Link’s fingers fluttered like a dancing butterfly, entering one command after another while he responded, “What matters is what we want to do and what we can do.”

Jasmine became even more confused after hearing this from Link.

What do they want to do?

What can they do?

These questions seemed a bit strange.

It is Lotson, or someone else, who is playing a game with Sage Mitchell.

Even Dean Frist is merely capable of standing behind the scenes and fighting above his level when backed up by the Great Sages Revo and Seuss.

The battle is between Ravensmouth College and Sage Mitchell’s Tower.

The Four Sects Legions are merely a part of the Ravensmouth College Advance Team, not even the most important or powerful part.

Neither Jasmine nor Link were on equal footing with Great Sage Mitchell or his Tower, lacking even the qualifications to engage in the game.

What to do and what can be done to influence the current situation in a positive way?

After pondering for a while, Jasmine still couldn’t come up with answers to these questions.

If she couldn’t figure it out, then it was better not to think about it at all, just to ask.

In front of her husband, there was nothing to hold back; she had to ask.

Jasmine shared her doubts with Link without reservation, then waited for his response.

Of course, as she thought, inquired, and waited, Jasmine did not neglect the task at hand and efficiently assisted Link in controlling the starship.

Link’s actions also hadn’t stopped, not even slowed down.

Doing two things at once, he expertly navigated the starship while answering Jasmine’s question, his tone indifferent:
“We need to do what the enemy doesn’t want us to succeed in doing.

The things the enemy wants to accomplish, we must foil.

Right now, regardless of why Great Sage Mitchell and his Tower have taken such interest in me again.

And not bothering to wonder why Lotson thinks he can use me as bait to lure out Great Sage Mitchell and create favorable conditions for himself when he faces Mitchell head-on.

We only need to consider one thing.”

“What’s that?”

Jasmine promptly spoke up, prompting for clarification.

Dodging another attack with the starship, Link said, “That is not to be captured alive.”

Upon hearing this, Jasmine fell silent.

Indeed, this starship is the highest class of starship.