"Did I go overboard?"
Ves wondered whether he wasted the time he spent on modifying and upgrading his Unending Regalia.
He could have allocated his time on a lot of other productive pursuits.
For example, he could have visited the Larkinson Army and interviewed a few soldiers in order to get up to speed on their sentiments towards the upcoming war. freewebnovel.cσ๓
He could have spent his time on designing his mechs so that they would become ready when he needed their capabilities.
He could have invested more time into setting his own stamp on the Larkinson Clan's participation in the upcoming founding ceremony.
Instead of doing all of that, he holed himself up in his private workshop in his Genesis Lab working on a suit of combat armor of all possibilities.
He could not recall any instance where the protection offered by his Unending Regalia made a substantial difference.
He had only made it after his clan had concluded the Nyxian Gap Campaign. The terrifying threats and crises he experienced during that harrowing expedition had caused him to overreact and develop the strongest form of personal protection that he could make at the time.
That also happened to be the last time he came under acute personal threat.
As more and more expert pilots broke through while his mech legions grew in size and strength, he no longer became subject to any personal threats any longer.
Hardly any enemy could get through his mechs and honor guards nowadays!
In fact, his protective detail became so numerous and overgeared that assassins did not even bother to make another attempt at his life anymore!
Given all of these measures, Ves felt increasingly more ridiculous for paying such unreasonable attention to an unreasonably expensive piece of gear that would never get the chance to fulfill its primary role.
The only use that Ves got out of the Unending Regalia nowadays was to shroud himself in a martial mantle and assume a more intimidating demeanor!
If Ves wanted to pretend he was a warlord instead of a nerdy mech designer, he could have stuck with the previous version of his combat armor. The spiritually charged Unending alloy armor plating significantly enhanced his stature during face-to-face meetings!
He frowned. "I need to share my thoughts with another person. I can't keep letting my messy thoughts dictate my actions."
A sense of unease and uncertainty welled in his stomach as he cleaned up his workshop and stowed away the parts that still held a lot of value.
He then moved to the underground complex underneath the Cat Nest and headed over to a highly secure section.
A lot of signal-dampening materials shielded this part of the base from observations and eavesdropping. Ves had to go through an extensive security check before he was able to enter the branch station of the Black Cats.
After navigating through a few corridors, he entered the office where Calabast awaited for his arrival.
"Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy today?"
"Squeak~"
A plump and dappled gray exobeast laid on her lap.
The eight-legged creature had grown a lot over the years, both physically and spiritually.
A plentiful diet that did not require Arnold to hunt inside dark and dangerous tunnels allowed his young body to grow without impediment.
This allowed him to grow a little larger and more massive than a well-fed cat.
Ves found the creature's spiritual growth a lot more remarkable. Through mechs such as the Dark Zephyr and the Devious, the octopod became more intelligent and more familiar with humans.
Though Arnold's relatively small and weak organic body still constrained his spiritual development, he nonetheless managed to make a lot of progress in catching up to the other design spirits!
"Hello, Arnold." Ves smiled as he stepped closer. "How are you doing these days? Are you growing well?"
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
"I know, I know. I will try and tie you in with more diverse mech models in the future. The Hexers still make plentiful use of the Devious mech line as far as I know, so you I know you aren't short of spiritual feedback."
"Squeak!"
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