The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"Om-"

A huge shadow gradually enveloped Pace. He turned his head subconsciously, and then his eyes were startled.

——A huge steel airship rose from under the cliff and enveloped him.

That was Venia's "Vanguard", obviously, the reinforcements that arrived.

"......"

The crew on the Pioneer obviously saw Pace at a glance, and dozens of machine guns quickly turned and fired at Pace.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—”

Pace quickly activated the strong factor shield and barely withstood the machine gun fire, but the poor little drone was directly smashed into scrap metal and exploded.

After losing his fulcrum, Pace turned in the air and shot a grappling hook towards the steel airship.

"clang!"

The grappling hook hit the airship's cabin, using it as a fulcrum. The Pace Drive Factor grappling hook brought him closer to the airship, and then fired the micro-missile that had already been loaded.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang——"

The fire from the missile hit the body of the "Forerunner", but it only caused smoke to fill its surface and did not cause serious damage.

But that's what Pace wanted: he wanted to retreat.

"call--"

After swinging high up, Pace retracted the grappling hook, fell into the blizzard, and disappeared under the cliff.

"..."

On the cliff, Aloi Aziz slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, looking at the blizzard all over the sky, his red-gold eyes narrowed slightly.

After a long while, he hissed over the radio:

"Find him and execute him on the spot."

......

"call--"

Pace's figure whizzed through the blizzard, and as he fell faster and faster, his heart almost rose to his throat.

He activated the factor shield to its highest power, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he protected his head with his arms and curled up his legs.

"boom!"

Pace fell on a protruding rock on the cliff, rolled out, and then turned several times on the uneven snow.

Finally, he crashed into a large snowdrift and was covered in white.

"......"

The snow pile that buried Pest just lay there quietly, motionless, as if the turmoil just now had never happened.

After a long time, a silver mechanical hand stretched out from the snow pile, followed by a head with messy hair:

"Pooh... What bad luck... Pooh..."

Pace pushed aside the snow and climbed up. The factor shield protected him from the damage of falling, but it couldn't stop him from panicking.

I never thought I would have the experience of jumping off a cliff twice in my life... It's so terrible... Damn...

Pace shook his head to shake off the snow. He quickly checked his surroundings and after confirming that there was no danger, he sat down and exhaled deeply.

The factor shield is a good civilization, but I am still not very skilled in operating it...

So...how does Perlis manage to stay graceful every time she jumps from such a high place? It seems like she just brushes off her skirt after landing and continues to move...

Magical little princess...I'll have to ask her for advice next time.

......

Extra) "Until the top of the snowy peak" (Part 5)

After resting for a while, Pace began trying to contact Evans by radio.

"Evans, please reply if you get it."

However, no matter how Pace called, Evans did not respond.

Pace didn't think that guy would die in a plane crash. After all, he was the [Blade of Babel]. It would be too cowardly if he could die in a plane crash.

Since he didn't reply, there must be a reason...

Well, let's find a safe hiding place first and stabilize the situation.

"..."

Pace looked up. The frozen land covered by the blizzard had become gradually gloomy. The last ray of light from the setting sun seemed extremely weak under the blizzard, like a thin needle passing through a hole in a cloth.

With this last ray of light, Pace moved forward in the blizzard, looking for a temporary hiding place.

......

Loton-Thebite Alliance

"Found it, over there."

At the edge of the Lorton garbage dump, three investigators saw the shuttle parked among the garbage dumps and immediately became alert.

With disgust on their faces, they climbed over the mountain of garbage and approached the shuttle cautiously, aiming their shotguns at the cockpit.

However, when they saw the full picture of the shuttle, they found that Evans was no longer inside.

"He's not here," the investigator reported. "All units, please note that the target has fled the crash site and is blocking the city of Lorton."

"receive."

"..."

The investigators began to collect clues on the shuttle. What they didn't notice was that in the corner of the cabin, a radio device was making a broken sound:

"...Vance...Received...Reply..."

"......"

In an alley not far from the garbage dump, Evans was wrapping a bandage around his arm to stop the bleeding.

A light drizzle fell from the sky above the alley, and the water droplets flowed down the three-dimensional contours of his face, bringing out a little blood as they flowed through the wounds.

"hiss--"

The gloomy tough guy took a deep breath and looked towards the gloomy rain city outside the alley, his dark eyes buried in the shadows.

On the streets, investigators wearing giant armors were on guard duty, and there was not a single pedestrian.

The curfew restricts the movements of all residents at night. At the same time, they have to accept random inspections by investigators from time to time, and their homes are turned upside down.

Venya is a fucking beast...

Evans thought so and subconsciously reached for his waist, trying to find a cigarette, but he couldn't find it.

"Hold."

What bad luck! I was ambushed by Wilkin's brat.

But that's not a bad thing...Lorton has wine...women...and fun...

"Hehehe..."

Evans smiled grimly, without any trace of the negative emotions caused by his downfall.

He has a big plan to implement, a big plan that can blow up the entire Lorton.

......

"Damn... why is the snow getting heavier..."

Walking on the mountain road, Pace felt the resistance under his feet getting stronger and stronger. If he hadn't been wearing the giant armor, he would have been exhausted to death.

However, he missed this atmosphere very much.

The Thebits were mountain people after all. Even though the mighty mountains seemed like gods looming over their heads most of the time and could swallow everything up with a heavy snowstorm at any time, they still loved this place.

Born from the wind and snow, and hidden in the wind and snow, this is a tradition that has been passed down from our ancestors to the present day.

If it weren't for the Iron Lord Mikhail Irenforno who unified everything, the Thebits might still be mountain people.

He pushed the wheel of history, and once the wheel started it would not stop, it crushed everything equally, including Mikhail himself.

"..."

Walking along the familiar mountain path, Pace searched around, trying to find a cave where he could hide.

This was very difficult. Under the cover of the blizzard, he could hardly distinguish clearly where the mountain was and where the road was. At the same time, he had to pay attention to his feet to prevent being swallowed by snow holes.

At this moment, a familiar golden light appeared in the snow in the distance, which made Pesce immediately alert.

He took off the Factor Energy Axe from his waist, held it in his hand, and carefully looked at the source of the golden light——

——That was a piece of golden armor in the snow.

The golden armor belonged to a royal guard. Most of his body was buried in the snow, with only a small part exposed. It was obvious that he had been dead for some time.

Wilkin's guard? Why did he die here?

Pace slowly approached the body of the guard, preparing to obtain more information from him.

Suddenly, he felt something approaching him, and decisively swung his axe to the side -

"clang!"

A cold steel knife caught the axe he chopped, and then disappeared in an instant, leaving only a few ripples in the air.

Pace subconsciously took two steps back, frowned, and looked around, but saw nothing.

What happened just now was real... not an illusion... there was an enemy...

Optical camouflage? Even the Federation’s army doesn’t have this kind of thing on a large scale, how could the Thebits possibly...

Could it be a [Prototype]? If it is an [Iron Guard]... then it is very likely...

Pace thought so as he kept retreating in the blizzard while observing the footprints on the ground.

If it is optical camouflage, unless the enemy does not move, there is no way there will be no footprints...

"..."

However, no matter how hard Pace focused his attention on the snow, he could not see even a single footprint.

It shouldn’t be... Could it be that the guy didn’t move from the very beginning?

No... Impossible... He should be able to cover his footprints, so that he is almost invisible even in the snow...

"..."

On the snow, Pace retreated with his nerves tense.

Just as Pace was thinking about what to do next, he suddenly felt something hit his back.

Before he even had time to react, his factor shield exploded, and at the same time, a cold steel knife was pressed against his neck -

"...!"

Pace froze subconsciously. The man behind him grabbed his waist with one hand and moved the cold steel knife closer to his neck with the other hand.

Behind me? How could it be possible... When was it...

"Pace Monarch?"

The voice of the person behind him seemed to be destroyed by electromagnetic radiation, with strong noise, like the sound of wind and snow.

"It's me," Pace said warily, his silver hand beginning to charge, "Who are you?"

Since the other party did not kill him immediately, it means that it is very likely that he is not Venia's man...

Who is the one who possesses such strength in the Wanren Mountain area but is not from Venia?

"..."

After hearing Pace's answer, the man behind him paused for a moment, then continued in a hoarse voice:

"After the battle to retake Monarch Mansion, the butler in the mansion brought a barrel of wine to Pace Monarch's bedroom and reported the vintage."