Ves wanted to bash his skull with his fist!
How could Patriarch Reginald Cross disregard the advice from one of the designers of his mech so easily?
The Mars was not just any living mech. It was the most powerful living mech that Ves had ever helped to design.
Perhaps other living mechs such as the Quint, the Shield of Samar and the Everchanger might be a lot more further ahead in the growth of their spiritual foundations, but the Mars had been born with a silver spoon in its mouth for one key reason.
The Mars was paired with an ace pilot! The spiritual feedback it was able to harvest from Patriarch Reginald Cross was unimaginably greater in both quality and quantity!
This should have turned the third order living mech into a powerhouse in record time. After all, the spiritual feedback from a pilot as powerful as Patriarch Reginald should have ensured that the Mars would quickly level up to a height where it could provide material help in battle.
Yet instead of letting this come to pass, Patriarch Reginald had been suppressing and dominating the independent tendencies of his mech all this time!
According to his own thoughts and ideals, there was no room for a battle partner in his mind. The Mars must subject to his rule and operate completely according to his own intentions.
Ves initially hoped that Patriarch Reginald would eventually recognize the benefits of cooperating with the Mars as an equal, but that had never happened.
Even now when Patriarch Reginald was locked in battle against a tough and powerful opponent, the stubborn warrior still refused to grant more autonomy and trust towards his own ace mech!
"This fool didn't read the manual of his own mech." Ves groaned in frustration. "No, that's not the right description. He may have skimmed through all of the documentation that I have written, but promptly threw it all away and merrily went on to pilot the Mars like any other ordinary mech!"
If there was one thing mech designers hated the most, it was mech pilots failing to utilize mechs in the correct way!
Mech designers spent a huge amount of time and effort to design mechs from start to finish with specific ideas in mind. A high amount of thought and planning went into every design project to ensure that the end result provided its users with greater strength and more possibilities.
Throughout his career, few if any of his customers and clients ever misunderstood his living mechs.
Every mech pilot was human, so they were all susceptible to the unique and obvious traits of living mechs.
As Ves progressed his design philosophy and slowly improved his work over time, it had become harder and harder for mech pilots to resist the temptations offered by glows and mechs that developed stronger characters over time!
The only clear exception was Patriarch Reginald!
As Ves thought about how he could convince the stubborn ace pilot to embrace a different vision on how the Mars should be piloted, his wife shook her head.
"I told you that it wouldn't work." Gloriana said. "There is a mismatch between the Mars that you have envisioned and the Mars that Reginald wants to pilot. This is your mistake as a mech designer. You have stuck too closely to your own ideas and failed to account for Reginald's insistence on maintaining absolute control over his new machine."
Ves glanced at her projection. "Okay, I may have made a mistake, but that does not deny the strength of my design solutions. Other pilots such as Venerable Joshua, Venerable Orfan and Venerable Dise have been able to amplify their performance to a significant degree by working together with their living mechs and design spirits. As long as Patriarch Reginald is able to cooperate at least half as well with the partners by his side as the aforementioned pilots, his Mars should have been able to teach the Neo Amadeus a lesson!"
"I won't deny that is a possibility, Ves, but you are projecting too much of yourself into Reginald's shoes." His wife crossed her arms. "We have our own ideas on how the mechs we have designed through our efforts should be used, but once we hand them over to their new owners, what happens to them is out of our hands. It is up to Reginald to decide how he wishes to shape his relationship with the Mars. He is well within his rights to ignore your advice and recommendations."
"That's stupid!"
"I do not think so." Gloriana surprisingly said. "Ace pilots aren't simple, Ves. Mechs can be utilized in more ways that their designers have envisioned. In my opinion, the way he makes use of the Mars is more in line with my own interpretation of living mechs. Reginald does not want his ace mech to have any ideas on its own. He instead wants to turn the Mars into his second skin or a form-fitting suit of armor that is able to keep up with his growth and amplify his own methods."
When Ves looked back at the projection that centered around the Mars, he began to see what his wife was talking about.
Several expert mechs that Gloriana designed in the past such as the Star Dancer Mark II and the Blade Chaser Mark II adopted this style of living mech.
Their egos and personalities had become a lot more muted. While this deprived their expert pilots the opportunity to form an equal partnership with their living mechs, the expert mechs molded a lot better to their intentions!
Personally, Ves looked down on this shallower and simpler design approach. Gloriana's second skin interpretation imposed a lower performance ceiling on her works. He was afraid that the Mars had mutated into a similar kind of living mech due to the deliberate actions of its ace pilot!
He let out a depressed sigh. "What is done is done. I have given Patriarch Reginald all of the reminders that he needs. If he still insists on misusing the Mars by dominating it as opposed to cooperating with it, then I hope it still works out for him somehow. It would be extremely bad if he ends up losing because he's too selfish to switch to another approach if his current one isn't working."
The duel between the Mars and the Neo Amadeus had reached its most intense phase at this time!
The ace hybrid mech no longer spammed its ranged attacks as if it was trying to overwhelm its target by relying on quantity.
Instead, Patriarch Reginald had chosen to charge and resonate with the weapon systems of his ace mech in order to unleash concentrated power attacks that were powerful enough to run through capital ships!
"I am the embodiment of war!" The Cross Patriarch roared as his Mars launched yet another attack!
The ARCEUS System fired a converging salvo of positron beams that pierced through the Saint Kingdom around the Neo Amadeus and struck the ace swordsman mech right in the chest!
This time, the energy beams not only did a good job at overcoming Saint Jeremiah's domain field, but also neutralizing much of the transphasic defenses of the Neo Amadeus.
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