"Zhou Weisi asked me to tell you—"
"Yes, him. He asked me to tell you, the car mechanic will keep waiting for you with a wrench."
Beia Triss's heart thumped as if she had just died and was suddenly brought back to life.
A National Guardian Divine Machine, no, now it had become an Imperial Mecha Knight, what could it possibly do?
If the rebellion failed, her mother would die, Zhou would die, Xia would die, Lan would die, Yao would die, all the people of Lestein Duchy would die.
Imperial Mecha could not be defeated...
Useless, the Empire sent three Imperial Mecha to attack us, no matter what, we would be found and killed.
You three should run, the Empire's target is me, as long as you separate from me, they won't harm you.
All you need to do now is to shut up and obediently wait to become your bride.
Yao, Lan, Xia, you are the elite of the Empress's Knight Order, and have directly faced the Imperial Mecha, there's no need to sacrifice yourselves for an impossible cause.
Princess, precisely because we have fought the Imperial Mecha, we cannot run away.
Has there ever been a record of an Imperial Mecha being destroyed?
Could you please tell us about it?
The only things that can defeat an Imperial Mecha are an Imperial Mecha, or rather, a mecha that also uses a Cangqiong Fragment as a power furnace.
Looks like we'll have to steal one then. Check latest chapters at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝙣𝙚𝙩
Feeling desperate now?
Not really, it's like eating rice soaked in chicken stew and biting into a bone, it's annoying, but you feel better after you spit it out.
"Why are you still so eager? Why don't you despair? I don't understand."
"What's there to not understand? Of course, it's because we don't want to die."
Even knowing it's a waste of effort, we must do it!
The Chaser has slowed down!
Don't be afraid, you just need to keep moving forward, leave the rest to us.
Don't think about that now.
Right now, on the racetrack, what do you most want to do?
Memories surged violently, and Beia Triss nearly passed out.
"Beia, no matter what decision you make, your mother will support you."
▷If there was even a sliver of a chance for rebellion, I wouldn't say this, but does she have it?
"She does." Beia Triss replied.
"She has what?" Alicia asked, confused.
Beia Triss took her mother's hand, smiling, "Nothing, just remembered something from the past."
The mother and daughter walked forward a few steps.
"Mother, I have good news to tell you."
"I won first place in the rule-free competition, driving the Chaser."
"Yes." Beia Triss nodded, "It turns out, some things really can be done, as long as you don't care too much."
"Beia?" Alicia looked at her daughter with concern.
Instead of waiting for the wind, it's better to chase it.
Instead of waiting for the wind, it's better to chase it, Beia Triss told herself.
Alicia handed her daughter's hand to Di'en, Di'en, with an impeccable smile and shining blonde hair, was a very handsome man.
"Your Majesty," Di'en bowed to Margaret III, "I'm off."
"Hmm." Margaret III nodded.
Di'en led Beia Triss onto the balcony, cheers came in like a flood, the band began to play "Imperial March."
Di'en stepped forward, and the subjects quieted down.
The heir to the Empire raised both arms: "The Empire, forever glorious!"
Deafening cheers as if they spread across the world, as if it was the will of the heavens.
And like the war horns of a barbarian tribe.
Beia Triss's heart suddenly began to pound furiously in her chest.
Di'en stepped back, making a courteous gesture to Beia Triss, graceful yet unmistakably condescending.
Beia Triss walked to the marble balustrade of the balcony.
Everyone was spectating, the people of the Empire saw her as a trophy, a Beast Horn hanging on the wall, a hide framed in glass, a beautiful trophy symbolizing honor.
Beia Triss's gaze swept over these people, then turned to the blue Judgement, the flame-colored Red Lotus, the red and black Burning, the moonlight-colored Moonlight, and the black Knight.
She raised her right hand clad in a white lace glove.
"I, Queen of the Lestein Duchy, command—"
The Imperials were confused, Margaret III's expression changed.
"—to pilot the National Guardian Divine Machine, and sink all the Imperial Mecha before us!"
Beia Triss clenched her right hand and then, like a sword, swung it down fiercely.
In the cockpit of the National Guardian Divine Machine Knight.
The red "Ineligible" disappeared, replaced by the green "Eligible."
The resting Li Changzhou opened his eyes.
"It has finally come."
"Starting neural connection·····complete"
The eyes of the National Guardian Divine Machine twinkled with golden light.
"I will strike with an unmatched stance."