Chapter 6343 Too Old To Fight

Chapter 6343 Too Old To Fight

Ves and many other people serving in the expanded Bluejay Fleet grew increasingly more nervous.

The spacers and mech pilots all knew what they had in store. Their superiors did not dare to keep them in the dark about the extremely high possibility of encountering an ambush along the way.

Though the scouts sent ahead of the Bluejay Fleet had not yet discovered the passage of any fleet of obviously hostile enemies, it was only a matter of time before an incident would occur.

All of the warships raised their alert level to yellow or whatever local equivalent they used. This forced the crew members to maintain a higher state of combat readiness than normal and constantly be on the lookout for enemies lurking in the vicinity.

The mechs residing inside their combat carriers all began to load up on ammunition, fully charged energy cells and other essential supplies, all to ensure they could instantly deploy into the field in their peak conditions.

Saint Tusa Billingsley-Larkinson did not rest either. He continued to improve his ability to wield the tier 3 Destroyer spear and harness its potent might.

Ever since Ves gave him a suggestion on how he should change his approach, Saint Tusa no longer neglected the Destroyer weapon's 'feelings' and tried to treat it as a genuine partner.

Together with using Blackwing's shadow element as a bridge, Tusa's revised approach yielded immediate results.

The Dark Zephyr began to sway back and forth in the cramped cargo hold. A hint of shadow and destruction wafted off the mech frame, causing it to appear more ominous and mysterious than normal.

The transphasic energy shields that were meant to mitigate the damage in case of accidents only had to act to protect the Tarrasque from internal damage a few times.

This was a massive improvement compared to the prior situation!

Although Saint Tusa was not able to fully tame the hungry and irritable Destroyer spear, he at least managed to find the right track that gave him hope of fully mastering the weapon one day!

Unfortunately, it would take a lot longer for him to reach this point. The enemies of Ves were unlikely to give Tusa the time he needed to wield the spear without any risk of self-injury.

In the meantime, Ves engaged in his own form of weapon training. Unlike his powerful cousin, he began to wield a very basic practice spear that possessed a number of surprising properties The speartip was rather hefty, but as soon as it stabbed into an object, it would turn into a putty-like substance.

The entire spear was made out of smart metal! This allowed it to morph into the exact right configuration that was suitable for the wielder. Its edge remained sharp when it needed to, but instantly became dull and flimsy if there was no hostile intent driving the weapon.

This made it the perfect practice weapon, if somewhat an extravagant one due to the cost of such a product.

SInce Ves signed up for a very brief crash course on spearmanship, the dour-faced mech pilot that served as his instructor only really taught him how to stab in several different ways.

"You are too old to become a qualified soldier." The gruff mech pilot obviously did not think much about a mech designer's attempts to gain proficiency in a spear. "Your physicality is fantastic, but it is purely because you are a phase lord, not due to any focused training and conditioning. Raw strength is not enough to outfight an opponent who knows what he is doing. Your complete lack of muscle memory and serious combat training is making you slow to react and execute your techniques. You hesitate too often as you are trapped by your own excessive thinking."

Ves frowned. Though he went into this crash course with the knowledge that he could never equal a true professional warrior, he couldn't help but entertain illusions.

He was a descendant of the Larkinson Family. His grandfather, father and uncle were talented mech pilots. The blood of soldiers had long characterized his entire lineage. Surely he possessed at least some talent in this area, right?

"Meow." Lucky greeted as he lifted up his head from the bed.

"Lucky, I need you to sniff the stateroom for any unauthorized bugs before deploying an interference field that should hopefully make it harder for the remaining listening devices to eavesdrop on my conversation."

"Meow!"

Lucky could only remove the bugs originating from more dubious sources. After that, the cat continued to remain on the lookout while producing a short-ranged interference field similar to a jamming device.

"Just do it! I will make it up to you later, alright? There are so many goodies for sale in Yernstall that there are definitely minerals available that will sate your appetite."

Now that Ves promised the gem cat a concrete reward, Lucky finally moved into action and began to use his highly developed senses to do his job.

The stateroom was under constant monitoring, and it was not possible to remove them without pissing off the mechers who ran the heavy cruiser.

Lucky could only remove the bugs originating from more dubious sources. After that, the cat continued to remain on the lookout while producing a short-ranged interference field similar to a jamming device.

Ves deployed his own devices in order to produce additional interference while also making sure there was a sufficient degree of redundancy.

He employed one more measure that he only recently came up with. He never utilized it before, but actually possessed the capability to perform it a long time ago. It was rather embarrassing how much time had passed without making this realization.

He carefully exercised his Kelsis organ and formed a fairly small but concentrated spatial barrier around himself, Lady Romanda and Lucky.

Since the spatial barrier was so small, Ves was able to make it a lot stronger and more opaque than usual!

The spatial barrier had become so strong that it was not only able to isolate a lot of signals, but partially block the passage of E energy radiation!

In order to prevent the latter from becoming a potential source of leaks, Blinky appeared and began to suck in the reduced flow of E energy radiation that passed through the spatial barrier. This stopped any of it from leaking out and potentially exposing sensitive information!

"Alright." Ves spoke as the space inside the isolated barrier had become very thick and charged with energy. "This is as secure as I can make it. Are you willing to share with me your secret?"

Lady Romanda did not look entirely comfortable at the security measures that Ves had taken. She did not entirely understand how they worked, and they had not relocated to the Devos combat carrier or at least a secure communication chamber.

However, she was willing to put her trust in Ves. Since he was confident that the mechers would not be able to overhear their conversation, she may as well proceed with her intentions.

The Terran took one deep breath before she made a shocking revelation.

"Please do not overreact. The reason why I sought to meet you in total privacy is because I am a cosmopolitan."

"Okay...? I don't see how... WAIT, WHAT?!"