Chapter 49 – NTL-001
───Bang!
Locust bullets hit his body with a loud sound. However, he could not stop Netoru’s fierce movement. Just like the knight in his heavy armor, Netoru marched forward and swung his sword.
A terrifying flash was drawn, and the flesh of the Locust, whose body had been cut in half, flew into the air along with the firearm he was armed with.
The surrounding Locusts fought bravely without retreating, but it was meaningless in the face of overwhelming defense. It would have been more difficult to deal with if I had felt fear and scattered all over the place.
No matter how much the Locust surrounded him and fired fire from their muzzles, it was impossible to stop Netoru.
There was no need to protect the body with magical energy release. With the Locust’s meager firepower, it is difficult to inflict significant damage on Ceres’ holy cavalry.
Netoru started wiping out the nearby Locusts one by one, firmly trusting in the defensive power of Ceres’ holy cavalry.
It was close to a one-sided slaughter. An insipid fight where you can’t feel the tension.
‘Oh…’
However, even in such a one-sided battle, Ceres had to focus on digesting his mana.
The way he tried to soothe and control the violent mana he had received into his body, the stimulation of his lower abdomen that seemed to be dragged whenever he moved while holding the control lever,
None of them are easy.
“… Ugh!”
As Netoru pulled the control lever and suddenly kicked the ground, Ceres’ back bent with a groan.
It was because of the intense stimulation running deep into the lower abdomen. The mass of his magical energy inserted into his body was begging him to quickly draw out the power of the holy cavalry.
It was impossible for Ceres to resist such a demand.
Honestly, I’d be lying if I said this situation wasn’t embarrassing. The experience of being unilaterally swung without cooperation between each other was to reduce the self-esteem of female pilots.
But now, that kind of self-esteem is not the problem.
Could it be that the coupling wavelength is not correct? Every time the genital cavalry moves, everything feels snagged.
‘… Whoops! I really… !’
If the coupling wavelength does not match, it is difficult like this. It was very exhausting both mentally and physically. It was as if gears that could not mesh were forcibly connected.
‘Why. This man… Yes… !’
The more violently he moved, the more clearly Ceres felt the magic of the four mounds swaying inside his body. The mana that surged incessantly hit the mana nervous system located in the womb.
Ceres gritted his teeth and accepted his mana into his body, but he couldn’t help but question himself.
It’s not just the female pilots who have a hard time when the coupling wavelengths don’t match. The male pilot also had some side effects.
In the first place, coupling is a mutual contract. No one side was at a unilateral disadvantage.
Among them, in the case of a male pilot, if the coupling wavelength does not match, the sensitivity of the sexual cavalry drops sharply. The genital cavalry did not move properly as if the limbs were stiff.
In a battlefield where bullets and shells fly where instant reaction is important, this was a huge problem.
And the magic attribute burn rate is also a problem.
No matter how much mana a male pilot puts into his body, it means nothing if the female pilot can’t digest it properly. For example, even if you provide 10 magic attribute, you may not be able to burn half of it properly.
Then, to make up for that shortfall, male pilots had to push more magic attribute into female pilots.
In other words, the magic attribute consumption rate rises rapidly. And this could eventually lead to magic attribute exhaustion.
In the first place, Netoru’s mana was not an attribute suited to Ceres. It was for this reason that Ceres felt that his mana was exceptionally violent. The body judged his mana as a foreign substance and instinctively rejected it.
Relatively low sensitivity, low magic attribute burn rate.
Considering these elements, it would not be easy for Netoru either… How come he can move like this?
When such questions constantly came to mind,
“… Huh!?”
All of a sudden, the output of the holy cavalry rises again. Ceres, who could not withstand the recoil, could not suppress his moaning and raised his head and exhaled. For a moment, a pure white dizziness came over me as if my consciousness would fly away.
“Ceres. Be patient. It will be over soon.”
Still, Netoru’s voice was so calm. He doesn’t have the slightest hint of toughness. Ceres felt that such Netoru was just a monster.
─Keiiik!
“Huh! Ugh… !”
The screams of the Locusts and the groans of Ceres continue to mix several times. Whenever Netoru slashed the Locusts, Ceres in the cockpit shuddered as if in agony.
“Haha… Mandible… Ugh…”
Maybe it’s because the mana nervous system is overworked in digesting man’s mana. The body temperature is too hot. Unable to withstand the heat, Ceres simply laughed at the sweat dripping onto the cockpit.
Netoru, the more I knew about this man, the more I could say.
The low sensitivity of the holy cavalry is solved with rich combat experience that seems to predict the enemy’s movements,
The partner’s low magic power burning rate is simply solved by the overwhelming magic power possessed by oneself.
It must be because of this that he forced so much mana into his partner’s body.
It’s a female knight’s holy cavalry with poor fuel economy.
However, since the magic power burning rate for digesting magic power is low here, Netoru is inserting more magic power than necessary considering those disadvantages.
Perhaps Netoru had no intention of hurting his partner. It was clear that this was simply Netoru’s bad habit. A bad habit born to solve the low wavelength coincidence rate.
‘Ugh… This… I have to fix it somehow…’
Ceres’ thoughts did not last long.
It was because the mana pass widened, and Netoru’s mana came flooding in again.
Without the initiative of the magic pass, it is impossible to prevent his magic from being inserted into the body. So at this moment, Ceres was like a living power source to move the holy cavalry.
I really hate it. Ceres hated this feeling.
The feeling of being a tool for just one man.
The feeling of being unilaterally dominated by the other person was never pleasant.
But Ceres did as he wished.
It accepts his mana into his body and works hard to bring it out without any loss as the power of the holy cavalry.
Even if you don’t want to, you have to get used to this type of combat now.
… Now this guy is my coupling partner.
In the first place, this was what everyone was determined to do last night. Therefore, it would be better for future battles to adapt quickly rather than uselessly resisting.
And beyond the realm of private emotions, Ceres rationally understood Netoru’s judgment.
Netoru was intentionally attracting the attention of the Locust purely for the safety of the other members of the unit.
Is it because he knows that Rien doesn’t want any more power loss? Or is it because of his disposition?
I do not know.
But one thing is for sure,
It was only Ceres’ holy cavalry that could receive bullets from the front without incident in this way.
With the meager defense of the holy cavalry mounted by the other troops, the Locust’s light machine gun fire could be lethal damage.
It is foolish to compare the defensive power of the holy cavalry, originally created in the ‘organization’, with the holy cavalry, created in the ‘knights’.
So, in a way, this could be said to be the proper way to use a woman named ‘Ceres’. Netoru was making a very rational decision.
As soon as Netoru drew attention, the battle of the other troops proceeded smoothly.
─The battle is over. Everyone has suffered.
Eventually, Lien’s voice came through the voice channel. It seems that all observed bugs have been eliminated.
Although the number of enemies is small,
Ceres, who had been dragged frantically under Netoru’s leadership throughout the battle without even having time to look around her battlefield, was finally able to find time to catch her breath.
“Ha. Ha. Yes…”
When her genitalia stopped, Ceres leaned back in her cockpit to catch her busy breath. His lungs were constantly begging for oxygen, and his chest was throbbing with pain.
Then Ceres gently narrowed her brows. It was because she could feel Netoru behind her gently stroking her hair.
… It was like this yesterday and it is like this again today.
‘… Is this kind of thing good for men?’
It’s not like I grew my hair to be nice to men…
Staring at her with her narrowed eyes, Ceres decided to let herself and Tohru touch her hair.
Ceres draped her body over her cockpit wearily. Now everything felt like a nuisance. Even the four toru playing with his own hair.
Ceres looked at Netoru blankly and thought.
‘… Still, I’m on the slightly better side today.’
Fortunately, my body is less strained than yesterday. The holy cavalry’s limit output, which was maintained throughout the battle, was relatively lower than yesterday’s, and they did not use magic discharge at all.
Perhaps Netoru was moderately considerate. It’s because the number of bugs wasn’t that many.
That’s definitely something to be thankful for…
The real serious problem was the ‘coupling wavelength’.
Match rate ─ 29.5407%.
Compared to other pilots, it’s a figure that really creeps the floor. Normally, it should be above 70%.
So if the coupling wavelength doesn’t match like this, in the end, there is no choice but to put strain on each other’s body. Just like trying to force-fit jagged parts together won’t last long.
So Ceres was worried about the battle ahead.
‘… If this is something that this man has adjusted to his own pace.’
What would happen if this man seriously fought? Thinking about that, Ceres didn’t have the courage to deal with Netoru.
And I felt even more guilty.
If Karen continued to deal with a man like this, Karen would really be ruined.
No matter how you look at it, Netoru, this man was too dangerous for a pilot from an institution. In addition, I know that even Karen and Netoru’s wavelength coincidence rate is lower than their own.
Therefore…
──Ceres… No, Sister Ceres! Now I’m not trying to change partners again! Just… Just swapping occasionally… Can’t that be too?
Karen’s request will never be fulfilled.
Ceres looked at Netoru, made another promise in his heart, and spoke cautiously to him.
“… Netoru. Can I ask you something?”
“What?”
“If Karen asks for swapping, never accept it.”
“… “
It wasn’t even a difficult request, but Netoru’s expression became subtle in an instant. Seeing that face, Ceres felt impatient.
“… To be honest, I can grant you a request like this. In the first place, your coupling partner is now me.”
But still, Netoru didn’t answer. It’s just that he has a serious face. Ceres, who was staring at him, licked his lips.
Is this something to be taken seriously?
But I had to convince Netoru somehow.
It was at that time when I thought that way.
“Huh!?”
With a scream, Ceres twisted his body. It was because of Netoru’s mana that suddenly penetrated his body. Ceres trembled in the cockpit, unable to bear the stimulus.
Could it be that they punished me for making unnecessary demands?
If that is the case, it is very sad. Didn’t he do everything he wanted today?
So, as a partner, this level of request…
As I was gripping the handle of the cockpit and clenching my teeth, Netoru spoke in a low voice.
“… Ceres.”
“… Why.”
“I’m sorry about this now, but don’t misunderstand me. Because the battle isn’t over yet.”
“… ?”
What is this man talking about now?
Maybe this is an excuse? Of course, Ceres couldn’t understand.
However, Lien’s warning came late through the voice channel.
─I hope everyone gets out of there quickly!
And at the same time, the ground began to shake.
