Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1019 - 792: I Like You!

Shang Xiong.

Babon Duchy’s seventh Mecha Division chief instructor.

Title: [Gale Blade Saint].

Out of the 124 A-class mechas, his was the only non-mass-produced A-class model.

The other 123 mechas were custom-made by the high-end craftsman division within the Babon Duchy and used eighth-generation custom iceberg engines purchased from the Barnard Star System, showing a pure and beautiful blue exhaust flame during acceleration.

The universal name for the entire series was [Wind Traveler].

Whereas Shang Xiong’s mecha had an extra word in its name — [Gale Traveler].

The difference lay in the long blade he wielded; the long blades of other mechas were radiant white, while the [Gale Traveler] wielded a cyan long blade!

The blade was forged from nebula gold, a metal considered extremely precious even within the Babon Duchy as a strategic metal.

Additionally, the iceberg engine had an extra engine outlet added, enhancing the mecha’s mobility by 15%.

In internal mecha duels, the seventh Mecha Division, where Shang Xiong served, had been the undisputed leader since its inception.

Swift as the wind, aggressive as fire!

This was the true portrayal of the "Gale Blade Saint" Shang Xiong.

"Are there any wounded?"

Shang Xiong glanced indifferently at the combat screen.

"No."

"No."

A series of answers echoed back.

Not too many, not too few, exactly 123, counting himself, the mecha division that came with the battleship had retained its full combat strength.

"Good, remember your current identity. You are no longer a part of Babon. If anyone holds back and is discovered, I can guarantee you won’t see tomorrow’s sun."

"All follow the Lieutenant Colonel’s orders!"

This response sounded, and a flicker of emotion flashed through Shang Xiong’s eyes.

He was not a pureblood descendant of the Wood God race, and he had endured enough of unfulfilling days in this country...

And today, it was the time to prove himself to the Third Prince.

On the verdant and life-breathing Mystic Bird Star, over a hundred fierce mechas surged toward the fallen Moon Language at the mountain’s base at that moment.

...

The piercing alarm continued to echo, with several mecha images captured and displayed on the screen.

When those light gray mechas appeared in front of them, Mu Fan suddenly sensed the girl beside him breathing a bit heavily.

"What’s wrong?"

"The seventh Mecha Division... They’ve all betrayed with Councilman Lu. I, Yue Xi Jialanuo De, have never done anything to wrong them. Is power truly such an irresistible temptation to them?" Yue Xi’s eyes were slightly red, her voice choked but forcibly suppressed by extraordinary willpower.

The girl looked at Mu Fan, her eyes filled with inquiry, anticipation, and longing, all in all, Mu Fan could see various beautiful things gathered in her gaze...

"Mu Fan, is power irresistibly attractive to men?"

The girl’s soft, ethereal voice rang in his ears, her small face turned up to look at Mu Fan, awaiting an answer.

She seemed to already know her impending fate.

She feared she would be used as a vital bargaining chip for some political exchange or perish adorningly in beauty.

"Perhaps it is."

Mu Fan said nonchalantly, and the light in the girl’s eyes dimmed instantly, but her eyes brightened again when Mu Fan’s next words rang out, and she burst into a laugh.

"...But to me, it doesn’t even hold a candle to a plate of fried rice."

Mu Fan looked at Yue Xi, grinning.

That carefree smile immediately dissipated the tension in the atmosphere.

Yun’er, Yun, the two young maids rushed in nervously and, seeing the two still standing there, urgently shouted, "Princess, why are you still standing here? Mu Fan, take the princess and run!"

At this moment, Yue Xi’s smile unexpectedly carried a moment’s charm that could captivate all beings. She shook her head, "The seventh Mecha Division is already encircling us, we can’t leave. You two hide in the cargo hold; their target is me."

"Wuwuwu~~"

The two young maids shook their heads vigorously after hearing that. "We won’t leave; we want to be with the princess, even in death."

"You little fools." Seeing the unwavering determination in her maids’ eyes, Yue Xi knew insisting further was pointless, so she sighed.

Then she turned her head, looking at Mu Fan, and at that moment, Mu Fan saw a bold, direct gaze from her eyes.

"Mu Fan."

"Hmm?" Mu Fan was about to tell Yue Xi that before things truly happened, one shouldn’t easily give up.

"I like you."

Ah!

Ah...

The two crying young maids suddenly froze, staring wide-eyed, unable to believe their own princess.

And Mu Fan suddenly felt as if his brain was being repeatedly smashed by the ten-ton punch of the Extreme Special Soldier back then.

"You are the best of your peers I’ve ever seen. You are strong, brave, optimistic, fearless. I’ve always wondered if you’re the Guardian Knight sent by the Wood God." Seeing Mu Fan’s stupefied expression, Yue Xi laughed instead, this time without hiding her admiration for him.

"In our Wood God race, like means like, dislike means dislike. If I met you during peaceful times, I would definitely want to make you the Prince of Babon. But it’s not possible now, I guess I wouldn’t see your majestic demeanor then either."

Now feeling her cheeks burning hot, the girl still boldly uttered these words.

Because in the next moment, there might not be such opportunities again.

Mu Fan’s intuition had always been exceptionally sharp. From childhood to adulthood, he was best at looking into eyes.

Whether human or animal.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, and he could see many things unseen on the surface through this window.

And at this moment, he saw a brave and loving Babon Princess, Yue Xi Jialanuo De.

Although the girl was shy, her face covered in red clouds, she continued to lift her head, looking directly at Mu Fan with undisguised gaze.

The beautiful ear tips lightly trembled amidst golden hair, Yue Xi wanted to take a few more glances at this extremely excellent and cool youth in the remaining time.

Mu Fan looked at the defiant look in the girl’s eyes, then turned to glance at the two stunned young maids beside him.

He smiled silently, then reached out his right hand to ruffle the other’s pure golden hair.

Finally, Princess Yue Xi, feeling shy, couldn’t hold it anymore, let out a whimper, lowered her head, and covered her face.

But Mu Fan’s gentle voice clearly came to their ears.

"Let’s not make the atmosphere so gloomy, as if saying last words."

"Until the very last moment, no one knows what the result will be."

"I see there’s still a mecha in the cargo hold, isn’t there?"

"There’s still a long time, don’t say things so soon. I’m surely not the best one, but..."

"I’m definitely the one who’s least afraid of dying."

Mu Fan’s body turned away, looking towards a corner of the screen, his voice cold as iron.