Chapter 89

Dalei: "What about the inevitable outcome? Wouldn't it be fitting to have the Cheshire Cat as the core operator? Her combat skills are no worse than anyone else's here!"

Gordon: "Don't be unreasonable and drag the Cheshire Cat into this. Circe just explained the limitations. If you make the Cheshire Cat the core operator, how will you solve the problem of powering the super monster?"

Dalei: "Since we can't supply enough magical energy from a distance to power the super monster, we just need to avoid doing it from a distance."

Circe: "Not from a distance? What are you thinking?"

Dalei: "Design a 'umbilical cord' to transmit magical energy between the Gate of Doom and the super monster, connecting the two. This way, the core operator doesn't have to provide energy while fighting, but can focus solely on operating. Anyone here would be qualified to do it."

Gordon: "A 'umbilical cord' to transmit magical energy? Isn't that just a cable the super monster has to drag around? This time, it really is like creating an EVA." — muttered quietly

Dalei: "What do you think? Is it feasible?"

Circe: "This... theoretically, it is feasible."

Gordon: "But in practice, it's practically suicidal." — quickly interjected

Dalei: "Suicidal?"

Gordon: "Of course. Any sharp-eyed person can see that the 'umbilical cord' might be the super monster's weakness and will try to cut it to test their hypothesis. If we use your method, it will fall right into the enemy's hands. Once the umbilical cord is cut, the super monster will become a pile of dead meat, left to be slaughtered."

Dalei: "That's why I nominated the Cheshire Cat as the core operator. With her combat skills, she can protect her own weak points while fighting the enemy."

Gordon: "Ha ha ha, the Cheshire Cat's combat skills? Wearing all that dead weight, she won't be able to maintain her usual speed and agility. She might not even realize her tail has been blown off by the enemy's missiles."

Dalei: "Then let's design the super monster with a dual-core system. I'll be responsible for providing the magical energy, and the Cheshire Cat will operate the super monster to fight the enemy."

Gordon: "Why do you keep trying to involve her?" — leaning closer to Dalei, whispering

Dalei: "She has a guarantee that she won't die here, right? I'm just trying to increase the safety factor!" — softly

I (narrator): "After all this, Dalei's true intention is this, but you don't know that the co-pilot has the highest death rate in car accidents? Dragging the Cheshire Cat in won't ensure your safety."

Gordon: "That won't work either. If your synchronization rate is low, it could cause command conflicts and affect the operation. It's better to separate." — conceding

Circe: "Separate? Do you want to build more super monsters and exhaust me?"

Gordon: "At least two. Dalei will ride the Unit-01, and the Cheshire Cat will ride the Unit-02. Both will have 'umbilical cords' to confuse the enemy."

Dalei: "Both with 'umbilical cords'? You want me to create a weakness when I lead the charge, allowing the enemy to destroy the 'umbilical cord' of Unit-01, showing them it's not a weakness and deceiving them?"

Gordon: "Exactly, but you need to be careful not to make it too obvious. You also need to protect the 'umbilical cord' to some extent, so the enemy can't easily succeed."

Dalei: "I understand. Don't worry about it."

Gordon: "Then, without delay, please have the Empress issue a public evacuation order to evacuate all civilians and administrative agencies from New Siro, leaving only the military agencies to buy us time."

Lin Youde: "Good idea. This place will become a target for bombing. It's good to have non-combatants leave early. The remaining military agencies should also prepare for battle to guard against surprise attacks after the air raids."

Persephone: "Issue a public evacuation order to buy time? This place will become a target for bombing? What do you mean?"

Gordon: "Don't you understand? The enemy's military reconnaissance satellites are monitoring our every move from the sky. Creating two 80-meter-tall, 1,200-ton super monsters can't go unnoticed and will certainly be met with aerial attacks. Issuing a public evacuation order will make the enemy think our actions are a result of the Gate of Doom's malfunction, reducing the risk of early exposure... (seeing several sailors put down their weapons and heavy objects, preparing to sneak away) Hey! You guys! Quickly put your super-powered combat gear back on. It's a lifesaver in battle!" — shouting

I (narrator): "A lifesaver in battle? The old man still expects these scared sailors to fight for their lives? The super-powered combat gear is just a hindrance and a burden to them. They won't listen to him and re-equip."

Lin Youde: "Damn it!! How can you put down your weapons without orders? Are you still men of the sea?" — scolding

Sailor A: "Orders? We signed up to be sailors, not to fight in a war! You have no authority over us once we're off the ship!"

Sailor B: "We've already escorted that damn princess back to the palace, fulfilling our promise. We haven't broken our word or disgraced the sailors."

Sailor C: "Exactly, we're just ordinary civilians. Should we stay here and wait for the air raids and bombings instead of escaping with the rest of the city?"

Gordon: "Hmph, do you think you'll be safe after leaving the city? You're dead wrong! You're not locals and don't know the geography and customs of Paradise Island. After leaving the city, you'll easily be targeted by hungry refugees and rogue soldiers. To them, you're just fat sheep. So, I want you to pick up your weapons and guard the palace with the Empress's personal guard, protecting the 'umbilical cord' connecting the Gate of Doom and the super monster. Hold out until the super monster destroys the U.S. Seventh Fleet, and the war will be over. Only then will you truly be safe and have a chance to return home." — analyzing the pros and cons

Sailor A: "The super monster can destroy the U.S. Seventh Fleet? Ha!"

Sailor B: "How many people do you think will believe this nonsense? Do you think we're fools?"

Sailor C: "Exactly, how can we risk our lives for such a ridiculous reason? Do you take us for cannon fodder? We're not your pawns!!"

I (narrator): "Human beings have their limits when it comes to relying on money and false beliefs. In the face of life and death, it's inevitable that they will choose to retreat. No matter how clearly the old man analyzes it, they won't listen."

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