"Yes, Your Highness Yuexi."
Daisendari respectfully placed one hand on his chest and bowed, snapping his fingers with his right hand.
In an instant, all the guards around the beautiful forest, densely covered with green vines and white blossoms, quietly retreated.
Daisendari also bowed his head and slowly withdrew from the sight of the two women.
"Where did you go all these days? We were really worried." Yuexi looked at Sinya with gentle eyes, and as the breeze lifted her brown long hair, it revealed the healing red marks on the slender neck of Sinya.
Yuexi's hands froze instantly, then both hands pressed on Sinya's shoulders, her voice urgent and intense, "You got injured?!"
Sinya raised her pitiful eyes to Yuexi, nodding gently, and her sobbing expression instantly caused Yuexi to feel a sharp pain in her heart.
"Who bullied you? Tell your sister, and I'll get justice for you."
Now that Yuexi had taken over the scepter of governance of the Babon Duchy, her words naturally carried a certain authority.
Upon hearing this, Sinya quickly shook her head again.
"You're already back home, there's no need to be afraid, your sister is always by your side, tell me."
"No, it wasn't."
Sinya raised her head, suddenly looking at Yuexi with a gaze full of longing and admiration.
"Sister, do you know someone named Mu Fan?"
Recalling the figure that once pulled her back from the edge of death, Sinya's voice contained a tinge of urgency.
Sinya, with hopeful eyes looking at Yuexi, saw her sister's body tremble, and the light in her eyes even carried a hint of excitement.
"What's wrong, sister?"
"How do you know him?" Yuexi didn't answer, instead seriously asked.
"It's... he saved me, and the spaceship that sent me back was also arranged by him," Sinya said, blushing shyly.
"Saved you?"
So Sinya quickly recounted to Yuexi the events that happened on Sky Bear Star.
The scenes of that day, Sinya swore she would never forget in her lifetime, she could clearly describe every detail.
Perhaps because she was engrossed, Sinya didn't notice the concentration on her sister's face.
Upon hearing about Sinya's torment, Yuexi's heart ached as she tightly grasped her hand.
"Sinya, you suffered so much, it's fortunate you met Mu Fan. I do know him, and I've even requested him to become the prince of the Babon Duchy."
After speaking, Yuexi noticed there was no response.
Sinya stared wide-eyed, her lips parted in surprise.
"Prince? Sister, you said it yourself?"
Hearing her sister's dazed inquiry, a hint of bashful red crossed Yuexi's face, and she softly murmured in a voice as weak as a mosquito.
"So, does this mean I have to call him brother-in-law in the future?"
Sinya suddenly shouted.
Followed by Yuexi hurriedly covering Sinya's mouth, embarrassed and anxious, she said, "Don't say that carelessly."
"Isn't it so?"
"Not yet."
Sinya boldly looked at her noble, elegant, and affectionate beautiful sister.
"Sister, I support you! But if you don't act quickly, be careful someone else might snatch him away. You don't know how impressive he was at that time, his presence... I thought just like our late father king." Sinya's eyes were somewhat dazed.
"No one is so rushed, if you're in such a hurry, go ahead." With her heart pounding like a deer, Yuexi spoke with some nervousness.
"Sure, I'll go." Sinya said playfully, her quirky eyes turning as if scheming something.
"Ah?" Yuexi's gentle face was filled with astonishment.
"Just kidding, sister I'm tired, I want to soak in the hot springs at the Divine Palace, and I want to eat Golden Bell Fruit."
Sinya didn't allow Yuexi to say any more, grabbing her sister's right hand and happily ran towards the Wood God Palace.
Yuexi helplessly shook her head, now she once again found that feeling of home.
"Mu Fan, thank you... and just when my mind had barely steadied, you made me feel longing again."
Biting her lip, Yuexi's face bloomed into a smile like a flower because the great Wood God had once again tightened the invisible thread between her and him.
But the clever and wise Princess Yuexi had no idea of the whimsical princess Sinya's... rising youthful thoughts.
...
"1,857 types of class A mechas, which one do you think he will choose?"
"I don't know, but what I can confirm is that he hasn't received long-term mecha training, if we're following the Thunderhawk operation mode, the most suitable for him would be a human-shaped mecha capable of coordinated combat."
"Red Cat" Jes, still hadn't realized that Mu Fan was that outstanding freshman he once saw during the Mecha Club recruitment.
If he knew that the freshman with solid fundamentals, who shone in the Battle Net Academy invasion match, was Mu Fan whom he had just mocked, it's hard to say what he would think.
"You have 10 minutes to choose a mecha. Once you've decided, that mecha will appear on the platform to your left." After the Sky Arena staff finished speaking, they quietly exited.
Mu Fan stood alone in this empty hall, a giant light screen before him flashing countless images.
This was a scaled-up version of the micro-screen selection interface, magnified hundreds of times.
Images of mechas flashed quickly in front of Mu Fan.
These options almost covered all outstanding mechas in the universe.
"Black, what's your suggestion?"
Mu Fan's fingers swiftly moved across the light screen, and the images began to switch continuously with his fingertips.
"First, choose a mecha that can enhance your strengths, prioritizing those that allow for full-body action coordination. This will significantly lower your familiarization threshold."
"Second, choose a mecha you've had driving experience with, as you won't face any operational barriers with such mechas."
"Third, based on your characteristics, I suggest picking a melee-type mecha, but of course, if you want long-range shooting, this lord can assist."
In the last sentence, Black's voice carried a hint of excitement.
Lord Black was boldly recommending itself.
"Well said, but... I haven't driven any of these mechas."
Mu Fan's gaze quickly swept over the external shapes of those mechas.
The mechas from his experience were mostly special models, not mass-produced, unique prototypes that could be classified as singular mechas.
"Huh, this mecha is..."
Mu Fan suddenly paused, recalling the image that just flashed in front of his eyes.
He hurriedly switched the selection interface to the previous page.
In the lower-left corner of the light screen, a plain-looking black mecha went unnoticed.
Yet, an uncontrollable excitement surged in Mu Fan's eyes.
"Which mecha caught your eye?"
Black couldn't see where Mu Fan was looking, so it inquired.
"This is..."
Mu Fan slowly read out the information of Mecha No. 1244.
"Close combat ordinary model mecha [Extreme Special Soldier] - Special II!"
"Source: Loki Heavy Industry. Description: Its prototype achieved excellent performance in the Mecha Martial Arts Competition. This mecha is a Special II enhanced with weapons and engines based on the mass-production model. Popularity: 1054..."
Her shining and charming little face, when looking at him, her big eyes would turn into crescent moons, fondly calling him lord.
The mecha Nuonuo made for him actually reappeared here.
So what reason does he have not to use it in combat?
Casually glancing at the mechas on both sides with tens of thousands of popularity, Mu Fan pressed the light button without hesitation.
"I have made my choice."