Accompanied by a terrifying howl of wind, the fiery red lotus descended from above the mountain.
Its speed changed from extremely fast to extremely slow, and it slowly hovered above the scorched earth.
Li Qianxia's red mecha was originally quite imposing, but compared to the other side, it immediately became a 1800 yuan modular model toy.
{Judgment} stopped firing its bullets, abandoning its playful antics, and seemed to be communicating with {Red Lotus}.
Li Qianxia and Yaochi took the opportunity to fly away from the mountain. The mountain could offset some of the impact, but it also restricted the freedom and performance of the machines.
As it moved, the cockpit of the red mecha opened, catching Li Changzhou.
"Wow, not bad technique," Li Changzhou teased.
"It's so crowded." Yang Qinglan and he were arm in arm.
"It's all because you're too fat," Li Changzhou teased.
From "Mechs are toys, cut them all out" to "You call this a mech?", his worries about the two of them gradually increased, especially after fighting {Red Lotus}, his worries reached their peak.
Now that we have unexpectedly met, even though we are facing two formidable enemies, I am filled with indescribable joy, which is why I am in such high spirits.
The key point is that Yang Qinglan wouldn't get angry if someone said she was fat—people of high status, beauty, and wealth generally have a good attitude; this is what is meant by "when the granaries are full, people know etiquette."
perhaps.
"Let's go first." An image of Yaochi popped up on the monitor.
"Okay!" Li Qianxia replied.
The two mechs roared off, leaving trails of red and white light as they flew close to the ground into the distance.
Yang Qinglan glanced behind her using the split screen. {Red Lotus} seemed to be planning to give chase, its tail wings already ablaze with flames, but {Judgment} reached out and stopped it.
The other party did not give chase.
"You don't seem to be in a hurry to kill you." His warm breath tickled her ear, and she couldn't help but shift her body slightly, feeling a tingling sensation deep within her.
The fragrant strands of hair brushed against Li Changzhou's nose, making him feel intoxicated and almost sneezing.
"It seems that the verdict showed leniency, but Red Lotus wanted to kill you?" Yang Qinglan asked.
“I wanted to kill it,” Li Changzhou corrected her, “but unfortunately, I couldn’t kill it, and it couldn’t kill me either.”
"Platoon Leader Weiss!" A small display screen popped up in the cockpit.
Li Changzhou glanced at the other person's long golden hair and gorgeous dress, and roughly guessed the other person's identity.
“Where are Jerry, Lila, and the others?” Beatrice asked urgently.
Li Qianxia turned on the communicator.
“They’re all dead,” Li Changzhou replied. “I’m the only survivor from the rearguard.”
Ignoring the pale-faced and silent princess, Li Changzhou signaled to Li Qianxia to turn off the communication.
"What is your mission?" he asked.
"Save--"
"Wow!" Li Qianxia exclaimed, cutting off Yang Qinglan's interruption, "We can't tell him! If he knows our mission, he can complete it and steal our reward—"
Li Changzhou pressed down on his sister's head, making her lower her head to her chest.
The body drives the consciousness, and the consciousness drives the mecha. The mecha presses the chin of the steel head (probably made of other materials) tightly against its chest, as if it were examining its own chest.
Fortunately, mechs don't rely entirely on their eyes to see where they're going.
"Protect the princess?" Li Changzhou asked Yang Qinglan.
"Deliver Princess Bea Triss safely to the capital of the Insolde Empire." Yang Qinglan simply repeated the mission details.
"Delivered to the capital? Just to the door, or to the royal palace or some other place in the capital?" Li Changzhou asked, half asking and half talking to himself.
"The latter is more likely. What about your task?"
"Sigh." Li Changzhou sighed.
Yang Qinglan seemed to realize something, and was somewhat surprised, but mostly amused: "Destroy the {Red Lotus}?"
"Am I someone of such low caliber?"
"Add {Judgment}?"
"There's one left that's burned out."
"......"
"Laugh if you want to."
"I'm sorry." Yang Qinglan turned around, her shoulders trembling, and she actually smiled.
The reason he could still laugh was because Li Changzhou was almost certain to fail, but there was no punishment for failure.
"Brother, have you seen Little Radish?" Li Qianxia asked.
“No. Don’t worry about her. She’s safer than us even if she walks with her eyes closed,” Li Changzhou replied, then muttered to himself, “What are these assassins thinking?”
Why not kill them? This was a question shared by all five, including Bea Triss.
After catching up, Yang Qinglan asked Li Qianxia to turn on the communicator.
"Princess, what should we do next to evade the Imperial mechs' pursuit?" she asked.
She, Li Qianxia, and Yaochi were all unfamiliar with the performance of the Imperial Mechs—Li Changzhou was even less familiar with them, as he didn't even have a mech when he was "born."
"There's no escaping it..."
“Tell me about the Imperial mechs’ tracking technology.” Yang Qinglan interrupted Bea Triss’s self-deprecating remarks; she already had a general understanding of the princess’s personality.
It can't be said to be the princess's personality. According to the information from the side quest "Defeat the Myth," everyone in this world has no hope of resisting the Imperial Mechs.
It was as if they were doing something that the world had never succeeded at before.
It's like trying to catch a bullet with your bare hands on Earth before the game of value began; anyone would think that was impossible.
Apart from the Fire Cloud Evil God.
"...Because the Imperial Mechs have the Sky Fragment as their power source, apart from the 'Blessing,' they don't need to worry about insufficient energy, so they are equipped with composite tracking technology."
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