The Mech Touch novel Chapter 3252

Chapter 3252: Small Pilots

"Nyeow…"

"I know, Minxie. I worry about Vincent as well." Raella Larkinson said as she sat in her stateroom in a penthouse in Twilight City.

In previous battles, Raella always found herself in the cockpit. The Larkinsons needed every skilled mech pilot they could get in order to defend their clan. She still missed those days sometimes but thought it was better that she sat this battle out this time. _{freёwebnovel.com}

"Our clan has grown so much." She sighed.

The Larkinson Clan had grown so explosively in the past couple of years that it was no longer short on mech pilots anymore. In fact, the clan actually had a surplus of thousands of mech pilots. Each of them were just like her and were sitting in their homes or shelters aboard the capital ships.

Though they were all capable of piloting a mech in battle, the mech legions already assigned all of their available mechs to the best mech pilots.

Though Raella made sure to keep up her skills every chance she got, she was not a part of any of the mech legions. Even if she thought she could outfight the average Avatar recruit, she wasn't versed in any of the tactics and battle methods that the Avatars trained in. Her presence in the ranks would merely disrupt the unit she was attached to and threaten their internal cohesion.

"I chose this life for myself."

She was a director now. She put herself in charge of the growing competitive scene of the Larkinson Clan. Ever since the Vivacious Wal with its built-in mech arena joined the fleet, she had come into her element.

Under her vigorous leadership, she quickly managed to erect exciting leagues where many clansmen could have their fill for battle in the form of thrilling duels and group matches.

Yet now, the mech arena was empty and silent. The clansmen who ordinarily sat in the stands to witness mech-on-mech violence with their own eyes were absent.

There was a bigger battle taking place outside, and it was not just a game to the clan.

It would have been one thing if Raella was able to put her champion skills to the test once again, but that part of her life was firmly over by now. She was no longer a Blood Claw who risked her life to win in underground duels.

That made her feel melancholic, but only for a short amount of time.

"Nyeow~"

Minxie comforted her by rubbing her furry face against her hand. She reached out and scratched her ears in return.

The more Raella observed this battle, the more she got reminded why she didn't want to follow her family heritage. There was just something about being in the middle of that chaos and fighting for her very life that sat wrong with her. After so many years, she still couldn't explain it. All she knew was that she wasn't cut out for the battlefield.

"Jannzi and the others are much more suitable."

She sighed once again when she thought of how the Larkinsons of her generation had diverged so much.

Ves became an incredibly successful mech designer and started his own clan.

Jannzi broke through to expert pilot and was becoming more and more difficult to approach.

Ghanso also became an expert pilot, only to go bonkers and die trying to kill his own relatives.

Melkor managed to become a somewhat successful legion commander and was able to command thousands of mechs in battle.

Certainly, there were far more trueblood Larkinsons than this. Some had gone on to become the chief ministers of the clan. Others advanced to expert candidate and were now on the battlefield in order to find their own opportunities to undergo apotheosis.

Of course, there were also many truebloods who hadn't accomplished anything of note. They originally came from a third-rate state and not all of them managed to adapt to the rising standards and expectations of the Larkinson Clan. Even Raella herself found herself inferior to all of the talented second-raters that had joined up as of late.

She did not begrudge their entry, though. Even now, many adopted Larkinsons were fighting and dying to defend a clan and people that were strangers to them just a year ago. It was incredible how little time it took for foreigners from many different states to gather together and embrace a single identity.

Just as she was thinking about deep and profound matters, she suddenly saw that Vincent's Bright Warrior had just been hit by a volley of gauss rounds. The mech's rifle flung away into space as the machine lost both its arm and a considerable chunk on its life side!

"Vincent!"

Fortunately for Raella, her boyfriend managed to eject from his crippled mech in time. Just seconds after his cockpit soared back to the fleet, another volley of attacks slammed into the damaged Bright Warrior and broke it in half!

Now that she was able to confirm that Vincent made it out alive, she began to feel annoyed at his results. She had tracked his performance from the beginning of the engagement.

Nothing she saw made her feel proud of his performance.

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