Chapter 294 ·Turning Point (57)

Turning 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"Hmmm...."

Kyle, with his arms crossed, let out a low groan. His dark circles were vivid, but far from looking dead, his eyes were glaringly alive.

It wasn't because he had extraordinary willpower; it was simply a temporary effect from having just downed an energy drink. He'd developed a new energy drink mix, bragged about it, mixed several liquids together, and drank it on the spot, which left him in this state.

'... I suppose it does have some effect.'

I didn't particularly want to drink it myself. The green, bubbling liquid, possibly carbonated, looked like something a fanged creature would urge me to drink quickly.

Regardless, thanks to the power of the drink, the now-revived Kyle was staring hard at Albatross's engine. As soon as we returned from the forward base, he had started examining the condition, his expression never softening from then to now.

Standing next to him, I glanced over at the engine. Due to overheating, part of it had melted. Traces of it having dripped down were still clearly visible.

Usually, if an engine looks that damaged on the outside, you don't even need to look inside to know its state. This was a case for scrapping it and replacing it with a new engine entirely.

It wasn't perfect to begin with—inside or out—but now it had crossed the point of no return. Still, that was only my opinion; Kyle might see things differently, so I decided to ask. He wouldn't be just staring at it for no reason.

"Kyle, can it be fixed?"

"No, it can't."

His answer came almost the instant I asked, so quick it startled me. Seeing my surprise, Kyle shrugged his shoulders.

"How would anyone fix this? You'd need some sort of machine god from television dramas to pull it off."

In other words, it was unfixable.

"Then... what do we do?"

"I'm still thinking it over, but at the very least, we'll have to replace both engines. The real question is whether to maintain the doubling structure after replacement."

Before coming to this, Albatross's original engine had been partially infected—so they'd removed the affected part and then forcibly connected another ship's engine as backup to offset its reduced output.

Now both engines were shot. This was why the generator couldn't operate properly.

"Does maintaining the doubling structure have advantages?"

"It's what allowed the Albatross to operate until now, as supplementary output. It also upgraded its class. For a battleship this size, you basically need engines of matching grade to achieve minimum output."

Kyle said that if you install a mid-level engine, it can't handle the load, and you'll only barely be able to start up the ship. He added that you wouldn't be able to run weapons, or even ancillary facilities like the processing room.

A battleship needs a battleship-class engine. Getting one isn't usually that difficult, but that's only in normal times. With current lockdowns and all the bases on the satellite destroyed, it was very difficult to procure one. There was no trade, no warehouses, nothing.

The only stroke of luck was that Kyle said he could get a semi-large engine, even if not a true battleship grade, from the pureblood supremacist's forward base. He added that if they connected those properly, the output could be even more stable than the previous pairing.

"Then let's keep the doubling structure."

"It does have clear advantages, but very clear drawbacks too. With two engines, you need a lot more energy to ignite them at first, and if the two engines don't resonate, the output could actually drop—or the engines might even shut down."

"So up till now, you must have been able to keep that resonance, huh?"

"I basically forced it to happen. That's why I was not planning to land once we took off. Landing wouldn't have killed the engines instantly, but I didn't want to risk it."

Kyle admitted that choosing to stay airborne rather than risk a post-landing shutdown was no easy decision, and said those days had aged him rapidly.

"Well... Then, maybe we shouldn't maintain the doubling structure?"

"But if we don't, in certain situations—"

Kyle shook his head, muttering. He said a lot, but the gist was that the choice was anything but easy.

'So what is he going to do?'

I watched Kyle, lost again in his own world, and let out a heavy sigh. I should have expected this once he started rambling.

I'd followed Kyle around, hoping to help once my body had more or less recovered and wanted to work off the stiffness, but with the most important person like this, it was all pointless.

I guess the drink didn't help after all. Maybe his formula was off.

Kyle was now muttering that if only the flagship of the pureblood supremacists had crashed somewhere, they could get a carrier-class engine there, but that spot was within the territory of that giant monster, so they couldn't approach it. And with a carrier-class engine, he'd actually have to dampen the output, so wouldn't need to worry about resonance.

"Kyle, you should consult with the others about this stuff. I'm not an expert in these areas. But I'll ask Licorice. Maybe she knows of an even better setup than the doubling structure."

"Is this something newly discovered from the Archive?"

"Not exactly... just think of it that way for now."

I glossed that over. I couldn't tell him Licorice was forcibly having Lobelia's knowledge implanted in her.

Kyle looked confused for a second, but quickly nodded—more out of not wanting to think further than genuine agreement. Clearly, he didn't have the capacity to worry about anything else.

"Haaa... Not only do I need to check the engines, I have to inspect the power loader and see if the ship's internal stability is normal, but I have no time. Everyone is chasing me for something. I feel like I have neurosis, or maybe I already do...."

"Oh, Nadia's taking care of the power loader. Licorice is helping her. Looks like they're checking internal structural stability together, too."

I said it that way, but inwardly heaved a sigh because I'd noticed that the schedule Nadia gave for repairs didn't really match the state of the power loader.

She said it was faster with Licorice's help, but I wasn't oblivious to the truth—especially since Nadia even looked nervous, smiling awkwardly.

I knew Nadia worked late into the night, after all, to take some burden off the engineers, Kyle included. But seeing her eyes so tired they looked drained, I couldn't help but say something. Gratitude is gratitude, but I worry all the same.

That's why I'd threatened not to let her out of my arms until she fell asleep. I wasn't actually scolding her, but there were a lot of concerns, so that's what I said. For some reason though, Nadia just acted all dejected and wagged her tail.

'Just what happened between those two?'

It wasn't strange at all for Nadia to receive help. But accepting Licorice's help was odd—she didn't really like her. More than dislike, maybe their personalities just didn't mesh.

Of course, in these circumstances, sometimes reluctantly accepting help was inevitable. If that were the case, though, I'd expect Nadia's voice to betray at least a little dissatisfaction. But she didn't sound that way—if anything, she sounded a little relieved.

"Really?! That's a huge relief...!"

Kyle's expression instantly brightened, as if he'd been saved. He said that with someone as skilled as Licorice—who could even upgrade the security robots—he could entrust that work completely.

"Then I won't worry about that side anymore. Oh, but I'll share a few pointers. It's not that I don't trust your skills; it's that, as engagements got fiercer, the power loader has been delivering output beyond its specs, and a thorough overhaul is needed."

"Output beyond the basic specs?"

"Robot joint movement is more agile than human, but realistically, that doesn't mean it's that active in practice. Ultimately, it's still human brains controlling it. There are cognitive limits imposed. If it's a professional pilot, it's different because they're trained to expand their thinking, but Nadia hasn't had that kind of training. Even with a bio-circuit, that only increases assimilation—"

"Wait, hold on!"

Thinking Kyle would talk for hours, I hurried to cut him off.

"So, basically, the power loader's high maneuvering until now was not normal?"

"Exactly. Didn't you know?"

I didn't. Well, I did think it was strange, but decided Nadia was just that talented.

'Could it be...'

As I pondered a sudden possibility, Kyle continued.

"This is the first time I've ever seen a power loader move like that. Even if it's military, it's an old model, using old tech. Maybe if it had some cutting-edge Earth tech integrated, but it doesn't. To be honest, it's basically a patchwork Ragged One. Even if it's been half-destroyed a few times, the fact that it only suffered that much is proof of Nadia's insane piloting skills."

He went on to compare Roxy and Nadia. He said Roxy was the type to push machine specs to the limit, while Nadia occasionally surpassed those limits altogether. In terms of sheer peak performance, Nadia could even surpass Roxy.

"I see...."

"If you get a chance, I'd like to see if she can handle some other machine as well, not just the power loader—ah, damn! Is that the time?!"

Kyle's face turned pale as an alarm shrieked. He smacked his cheek to snap himself out of it.

"Ah, I can't do this. This conversation will have to end here. Hyun-woo, you don't need to wait around any longer; you can get going."

"That's fine... but is it okay to just leave the engine like this?"

"It's fine for now. It's totally dead, and the ship's systems are already paralyzed from the blow, so there's no more damage to be done."

Kyle explained that the generator was barely running on the energy recycling system, but the link to the engines had already been cut, so there was no problem. He said when removing the old engine, just supervising the Beta Series would be enough.

He estimated dismantling the broken engine would be done today, and checking the new engine compatibility could be done by tomorrow, or the day after at the latest.

Kyle laughed and said, "It's technically 'new,' but it's still mid-to-low-rank used stock."

Without Kyle, I wondered how we would have survived at all. Not just him, but the help of all the engineers was why Albatross lasted this long.

"All right, I'll go. Call me if you need anything."

"Understood."

As Kyle nodded, he stopped me.

"Oh—Hyun-woo. I almost forgot. Thank you. You saved us all. When their flagship broke through the energy field, honestly, I thought it was over. When Griffin was captured, I figured a lot of us would die here."

"... I just did what I had to."

"What you did was no ordinary feat. Most people couldn't have done it. You beat both the Chimera and that bastard Cystus—and even before that, you told us to prioritize the wounded, including my own team. If you'd hesitated for even a moment, those people would have bled out and died."

Kyle said, more than enough to be grateful for, chuckling. Compared to what I did, he said, this maintenance work was so easy he could do it all day.

"Everyone's grateful. We just don't say it, because it's better to spend the time in action, keeping operations running smoothly. That's how our team operates—actions, not words. So don't worry so much. It's working, and we'll make sure it keeps working."

"I'll do the same."

"Haha, understood. Take care!"

"You too, Kyle."

After reassuring Kyle, I quietly left the engine room. What Carrot had said to me before came back to me—people are strong, but that's only because there's a center to rally around.

I was never the type to get all warm and cozy with others. I didn't know why I'd become that center. Well, I could guess, but still—I wondered if it was really that much.

'If I said it wasn't a burden, I'd be lying.'

I was never the type who enjoyed being relied upon. Going with the flow was always closer to my way of living. But just this once, I wanted to live up to their expectations—I truly wanted that, myself.

Thinking that, I found I couldn't stand still any longer. But at the same time, I didn't have anything urgent to do. So my feet naturally took me towards the storage bay. There was still salvage to be done at the forward base, so everyone left would be gathered there.

As expected, when I arrived at the storage bay, I could see exactly what I'd anticipated. At least, I did when I got as far as the central area where work was still underway.

But when I looked at one corner of the storage bay, where the repair platform was set up, I couldn't hide my shock. Nadia and Licorice were laughing together, looking at each other.

It was the first time in my life I'd ever seen such a scene. A sight that made me doubt my eyes. Though I had just made up my mind, my feet refused to move forward any further.

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