The eldest sister finally found a letter left by Zhang Fan on the table. It said that he had been away from the team for a long time and had to rush back to the observation team of Ryan Military Academy, otherwise he would miss the transport ship to return to the academy.

As for this battle, Zhang Fan said that the battle was mainly fought by the White Tiger Regiment. The "Azure Wing White Tiger" also belongs to the White Tiger Regiment. He only used the White Tiger Regiment's mech without permission to pick up a few kills in the later stages. Strictly speaking, this battle had nothing to do with him.

"This kid!" The eldest sister couldn't help but laugh. "He even has the same temper as Wang Desheng. No wonder Old Wang likes him."

The eldest sister knew that Zhang Fan wanted to attribute the credit to the White Tiger Regiment, and she accepted it without any qualms.

The disciples that Lao Wang taught are members of my White Tiger Gang. What's the difference between that and the merits that the White Tiger Gang has made?

The eldest sister put away the letter. She wasn't in a hurry to find Zhang Fan. Now that she knew he was a student at Ryan Military Academy and Wang Desheng was there, they would definitely meet again in the future.

However, Big Sister did remember Class 1, Grade 3 of the Ryan Military Academy's F Training Camp. As the saying goes, "Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders," since these are students under Wang Desheng's command, they're White Tiger Regiment's cubs! Once they're all grown up, she'll recruit them all!

Meanwhile, the students of Class 1, Grade 3 of Training Camp F, who were unaware that their future fate had already been decided, were excitedly recounting what they had seen and heard that day on the return transport ship.

"Brother Fan, you really missed out by not joining us!" Hua Hua exclaimed excitedly, her face flushed. "Fos's 'Wild Wolf' beast-shaped mech came within just a few hundred meters of us at one point!"

"I could even see the face of the 'Wild Wolf' driver!"

"If those 'Glory' planes hadn't suddenly appeared and drawn 'Wild Wolf' away, you might not be seeing me now!"

Zhang Fan was speechless. "You're just bragging. The cockpit of the 'Wild Wolf' isn't transparent. Which eye of yours can see the pilot's face?"

"That striped cat mech that appeared later was so cool!" Hua Hua's eyes were full of stars.

"Class monitor, that's called 'Azure Wing White Tiger,' it's the flagship mech of the White Tiger Regiment." A classmate corrected him, "It's not a cat... Ouch!"

"Mind your own business!" Hua Hua retorted angrily, smacking the classmate on the head. "I know that wasn't a cat, do you understand the metaphor? Do you even understand it?!"

"That cat... White Tiger, it's so cool!" Hua Hua was so excited that she danced around, as if she were the pilot of that "Azure Wing White Tiger". "Brother Fan, I've made up my mind. I'm going to change my college application when I get back. I want to be a mecha soldier!"

Lane Military Academy gives each cadet one opportunity to change their volunteer branch of service, but once changed, it cannot be changed back.

"Are you really sure?" Zhang Fan had a real feel for it today; being a mech soldier was truly exhausting.

“I’m not the only one who thinks this way,” Hua Hua said firmly. “Brother Fan, didn’t you sign up to be a mecha soldier? We’re coming to keep you company!”

Zhang Fan didn't care; he was the only mecha soldier in the entire academy, which did make it a bit deserted.

After returning to the academy, Zhang Fan first went to find Wang Desheng and handed him a note that his eldest sister had given him. The note contained a string of numbers, which was the White Tiger Gang's private communication line. Through this number, Wang Desheng could contact them at any time.

After doing all that, Zhang Fan leaned back on the sofa and looked at Erwin across from him. These two were here at the same time, surely it wasn't just for a simple tea party?

“You did a good job,” Erwin said as he brewed the tea. “We didn’t expect them to go to this extent. It was my mistake, and I’m very sorry.”

"This isn't something that can be resolved with a simple 'sorry'." Zhang Fan pursed his lips and stared directly at Erwin. "In this chaos, how many civilians have died? Have you thought about that? Just for me alone?"

"You probably can't imagine the huge problem you've left for the Charlie family." Erwin placed a cup of tea in front of Zhang Fan and said, "Alice is of high status among the nobility, not only because she is a princess, but also because she is considered a future member of the royal family. And yet, you've given this chosen one the status of a 'servant.' What do you think the Charlie family should do?"

"That was just a child's game," Zhang Fan thought Erwin was making a mountain out of a molehill.

“This is no joke. This is a contest established under the system of the Royal Military Command Academy of the Duchy of Ryan,” Erwin said seriously. “This is a legal act in accordance with the laws of the Duchy of Ryan. Both of you are fully capable of acting, and everyone present at the time, including those nobles, were authoritative witnesses.”

“This…” Zhang Fan was speechless. “Then Alice can just go to Class 1, Grade 3 of Camp F and clean for a day to pay off the bet.”

"Alice is only your servant in name now. If she actually goes to clean for a day, then she will be officially a servant. Even if it's just for a day, she will always have that label on her. People's gossip is a fearsome thing. The rumors in the aristocratic circle are much more powerful than you think."

"Ugh..." Zhang Fan felt overwhelmed. He had just said it casually, how did it become so troublesome? "Okay, then I'll give up. I won't let her clean, is that alright?"

"What's done is done, and you can't change the fact that it has already happened, no matter what you do not want it to be."

This is never going to end! Zhang Fan felt that this logic was simply absurd. In short, only when he died would everything stop.

“I don’t think we need to worry about this,” Wang Desheng interjected. “Even without this incident, something else would have happened. The Charlie family will still do what they’re going to do. You’re just the catalyst that gave us a glimpse of the signs ahead of time.”

"What are you trying to say? I don't understand."

“I have a report sent by Old Zhu here. Take a look for yourself.” Irwin placed a document on the table. “Besides being converted into civilian ships, those two transport ships also used Ryan’s military code for their transponder system, which is why they were able to penetrate the layers of blockade in the Milan star system and reach Galilean.”

"And another thing, not to be rude," Erwin glared at Zhang Fan, "could you leave a few survivors next time? Don't always go to such extremes, using every move to kill! Things could have been so easy, but now we've gone through so much trouble just to catch those two transport ships!"

"Hahaha!" Zhang Fan laughed as he closed the report. "I got carried away and couldn't help myself. I'll be more careful next time."

"Also, I can guarantee your life within the academy," Erwin said seriously, "but once you leave the school, you're on your own!"

"Okay, okay, I'll keep a low profile from now on. I didn't steal the spotlight this time, all the credit goes to Instructor Wang's White Tiger Regiment."

"You two are evenly matched, neither of you is easy to deal with," Erwin said with a hint of resentment. "And Old Zhu, he's the same, shoving all sorts of weirdos into my place. Does he think our academy is an orphanage?"

"Well! If you weren't someone like us, you wouldn't be able to help me, right?"

Erwin rolled his eyes, remaining noncommittal.

Wang Desheng is now the captain of the academy's security team, and Zhang Fan is an undercover student. One is in the open, and the other is in the dark. Both are Erwin's capable assistants.

"At least we are now certain that the Senate's reach extends not only to the military, but also to the Fazhan army."

The academy is just one point in the power struggle among various factions in Ryan; on a larger scale, undercurrents are surging.