The Mech Touch novel Chapter 4354

"So how are you doing as of late, Ketis?"

"I am doing well enough. I settled down a lot in Davute." Ketis calmly replied as she strode alongside Ves as they walked down the corridor. "I never imagined that I would start a family with a man like Joshua when I was younger, especially not in a place as far away as the Red Ocean. Everything has been a dream to me in the last 5 years. In hindsight, I truly needed this for myself. While I haven't been able to improve my swordsmanship as much, I had a lot of time to stabilize my foundation and teach other Swordmaidens. Aside from that, I also fixed my biggest shortcomings in my mech design career. My knowledge base is no longer as shallow and my design experience is finally catching up to yours."

Ves smiled. "Hmm, it sounds like you have made good use of the time we stayed in Davute. It's the same for me. While I haven't been able to come up with too many paradigm-breaking inventions, I'm a lot better equipped to design mechs at my current level."

Ketis turned her head towards him. Her lips slowly curled into a grin.

"It's not enough anymore, isn't it? The calm and peaceful life we had before sounds like paradise to so many people. Even the people around us think that there is nothing wrong with staying in Davute forever. It's different for us. We are people who are born for the wild. The more things remain quiet, the more we become restless. Those of us who live for the thrill can never become satisfied with the status quo. Even our families can't hold us back."

"Hehe, I can't hide it from you, Ketis. At certain times, I thought about cutting our recuperation period short. Davute is a great place to start a family, but it's not that conducive to accelerating my progress. It's no wonder that so many Apprentices, Journeymen and Seniors need decades to make substantial progress. They have all become stuck in their own little comfort zones that are many light-years away from the conflicts where their products get embroiled in life-and-death struggles. It becomes frustrating to talk to those soft mech designers who have never spilled blood or witnessed death up close."

Perhaps other people might consider Ves and Ketis to be mentally ill or damaged in their heads for harboring this mindset, but neither of them thought that there was anything wrong.

Not even having kids could tame their restless hearts. Their desire to protect their children and raise them in a safe and comfortable environment could not beat their ambition to grasp greater opportunities.

Nothing as exciting and rewarding as the Purgatory Campaign had occurred during the time they resided in the middle of a booming and increasingly more prosperous port system.

Attaining more market share and earning the respect of their colleagues in the local mech industry was nice, but both Ves and Ketis had always understood that their true worth lay in the power of their mech designs.

Seeing their progress slow down year after year due to lack of inspiration and pressure was intolerable to them. Becoming a father or a mother did not change the fact that both of them had evolved into transcendent humans whose lives became intertwined with mechs.

Their urge to design better and more useful mechs was grafted into their spirits. It was an addiction that they could never cure because it had become the center of their lives.

Though both of them were fine so far, as long as their design work stagnated for too long, they would undoubtedly become lesser beings. Their passion and love for mech design literally kept them alive in their truest sense.

Both of them shared an understanding glance. Operation Saturday Market had successfully stoked the flames in their hearts. It only took a single major battle for Ves and Ketis to get fired up again!

The resuscitation of their passion along with the immense amount of gains they harvested from the previous battle fully vindicated the decision to move away from a peaceful environment like Davute.

"Are you working on any big plans now that you've gained a lot of insights from the last battle?"

"I do have a number of ambitious projects on the agenda, but I am not certain they are viable yet. I still need to flesh out my ideas and find out whether they are worth my time before I go through with any of them. I don't intend to stay still, though." Ketis replied.

"Can you share the most interesting idea that you are entertaining at the moment?"

The powerful swordmaster and Journeyman paused for a moment. She had built up plenty of interesting proposals over the years, but it was not easy for her to determine which one would excite Ves the most.

"I've been making preparations to found a new swordsmanship school in the Red Ocean." She finally decided to share.

"Huh?" Ves directed a confused look at her. "Aren't you already in charge of the Annihilator Sword School?"

"The Annihilator Sword Style is strong, but it has never fit my own personal brand of swordsmanship." Ketis replied while shaking her head. "Don't get me wrong. It is highly destructive and I am certain that I can advance it further if I spend more time on deepening its sword techniques. I just don't think I am the right person to do so. I plan to resign as the head of the Annihilator Sword School so that there is nothing holding me back from starting my own sword school. It won't be limited to our clan either. I plan to set up branches in Davute and more places so that many more people can learn how to fight without relying on mechs and guns."

This sounded a lot more serious to Ves than founding an online tutoring class. Sword schools were serious businesses and organizations if they were set up according to the traditions of the Heavensword Association.

From what Ves knew about them, sword schools were the equivalent of clans and families in the swordsmanship-obsessed state. Every member's status and decision-making power was based on their mastery of swordsmanship rather than their bloodlines, which turned sword schools into surprisingly effective meritocratic organizations.

Talents were much less likely to get buried as long as they had hope of advancing to swordmaster and beyond!

Of course, the flaws of valuing an individual's swordsmanship ability above any other qualifiers came with its own set of flaws. Scientists, engineers, mech designers and other intellectuals simply didn't gain the respect they deserved.

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