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But most of them belong to the Peak Alliance, making it absolutely impossible for them to help Catherine escape.

However, one of them does come from the same country as Catherine, making him the most likely candidate to help her.

The problem is... intelligence has been repeatedly confirmed countless times: the Legendary Mech Pilot who personally trained Catherine, the current Legendary Mech Pilot herself, is still stationed on the central planet of the Bauhinia Republic.

There's no way that he could appear somewhere beyond the borders at such a time to rescue Catherine, whose mission has been kept completely secret, even from her own homeland.

So, who could it possibly be?

"Is it that guy from the Star Alliance?"

"Impossible! Unless he's been hiding his true strength all along. That guy is only rated as a standard Level-One Mech Pilot, and his performance against the Psychic Energy Canopy wouldn't be significantly better than those fighter jets."

"But besides him, is there anyone else on Freeport who could qualify as a powerhouse?"

"Could it be the Black Pirate King?"

From within the entire Stellar District, apart from that free-roaming Pirate King of the cosmos, there isn't a single Legendary Mech Pilot unaccounted for under their surveillance.

"It can't be him! Absolutely not!" protested one member, who seemed privy to inside information.

"Then there's no one else! Could it be that Catherine suddenly leveled up on her own?"

The failure of this mission, of course, carries grave penalties.

But what's even more troublesome than mission failure is that they can't even pinpoint the reason behind it. freewёbnoνel.com

After all, a failed mission could still have strategies for recovery.

But if the cause remains unknown, the Peak Alliance will be incapable of devising specific counteractions for the next operation to prevent similar outcomes.

The Alliance has never been intolerant toward failure... but if one cannot learn from it, such individuals are deemed useless garbage.

If they can't provide a reasonable explanation, the consequences awaiting them back home might be far worse than mere failure!

"Who... was it?"

...

"It... broke through?"

Staring at the entirely transformed cosmic space before her and the countless small canopy-generating flying craft floating in view, Catherine's previously defeated gaze was now filled with absolute disbelief.

"How could this be... broken through?"

The feedback she received clearly indicated that her attacks had nowhere near the level required to penetrate the canopy.

Realizing this, she had even stopped trying... but the next moment, right after she ceased her efforts, this supposedly indestructible Psychic Energy Canopy was suddenly shattered completely!

Because she was at the scene facing it directly, Catherine was more certain than anyone that, at the very instant it broke, she had already pulled back.

The recoil from a peak-strike was nearly insufferable—continuing such a barrage would have required her to seriously question whether her body or her mecha's structure could withstand it.

Thus, the shattering of the Psychic Energy Canopy had practically nothing to do with her!

Was there some internal malfunction within its structure?

After all, no technological device or psionic construct is guaranteed to be completely immune to failure, especially hybrid tech like this that blends science and Spiritual Energy.

However, such a national treasure is regarded with unimaginable scrutiny—a weapon of this caliber holds monumental strategic importance for any faction that deploys it.

If it were indeed some spontaneous malfunction, the engineers responsible for its construction would probably struggle to escape thorough investigations afterward.

So, while the possibility existed, it was exceedingly small.

Setting aside this remote possibility, only one answer remained—

The mysterious Mech Pilot beside her... with his own sheer power, had single-handedly shattered this Psychic Energy Canopy, which even she found despairingly impenetrable!

What level of strength could this entail?

Beyond the Planetary Level lies the Stellar Level, of course.

But such theoretical powerhouses are only whispered of in the distant central Stellar District of the Galactic Empire; Catherine's remote district has never witnessed the grandeur of such a figure.

Could a stranger she randomly bumped into in the streets turn out to be a Stellar Level powerhouse, one of the rarest beings in the universe?

The mere thought of this possibility made Catherine want to laugh.

On an emotional level, Catherine was more inclined to believe that this man was merely a peak-tier figure among Planetary Level Mech Pilots, slightly stronger than herself.

After all, if she herself were just a bit stronger, she might have glimpsed the limits of this Psychic Energy Canopy.

Perhaps this man's ability with mechas was just slightly superior to hers, narrowly reaching the threshold to destroy the canopy.

Even among Planetary Level powerhouses, the disparity between individuals could be as vast as the difference between a human and a dog.

For example, herself versus an undercover operative in the mecha domain.

Or, herself versus this mysterious stranger beside her.

"Looks like my luck isn't bad after all."

Within a subdued tone, Catherine's voice carried an unmistakable sense of relief.

She'd chosen correctly, after all.

"Hmm?" Bai E was still caught up in the strange sensory feedback he'd just experienced.

When Catherine said she was going to act, Bai E had indeed unleashed his most powerful attack.

But initially, his strikes had proved useless—exceedingly weak, in fact.

Bai E felt this wasn't how it should be.

The sensation was there.

This so-called indestructible Psychic Energy Canopy didn't feel overwhelmingly impenetrable according to his intuition.

He was convinced he could do it.

And then he succeeded.

With one strike, he unleashed a cascade of destruction!

After Catherine had clearly ceased her efforts, Bai E instinctively followed his intuition and delivered one final slash.

As he swung his blade, visions of the canopy's disintegration seemed to flash in his mind.

It was as if he knew with certainty that this strike would achieve the desired result...

The blade's converging energies formed into one focused cut, slashing fiercely at the seemingly resilient membrane.

The membrane shattered at the slightest touch.

It felt as though there'd been no resistance at all.

Effortlessly withdrawing his blade, Bai E didn't even feel any recoil or misplaced force from the strike.

With an almost weightless motion, he had delivered the slash—and the cosmos instantly revealed its true, unfiltered visage.

A cluster of pitch-black, small spherical flying crafts hung silently before them, their curves extending outward toward the horizon, where even more similar crafts floated in the darkness of space.

Gazing at the tiny machines, Bai E's eyes were filled with curiosity.

"So this is the technological marvel responsible for composing the Psychic Energy Canopy?"

Alien technology—a realm of boundless possibilities.

If Helen could see this, she'd surely be thrilled, wouldn't she?

Upon hearing the voice of the powerful alien Mech Pilot beside him, Bai E let out a slightly wistful response, "Yes... luckily, it wasn't a larger-scale canopy."

Though unsure of his current limits, Bai E gauged that the scale of a Planetary-Level canopy—potentially hundreds of times more potent than this one—would likely exceed his capabilities for instant annihilation.

If this wasn't luck, then what else could it be?

Hearing Bai E's words, Catherine reaffirmed the thoughts brewing in her mind.

"Indeed, he admits that the strength of this canopy was close to reaching his limit."

That alone was reason enough to be grateful.

Now that they had crossed this critical juncture, smoother paths lay ahead.

"Let's go..." Catherine cast a deep glance at the pitch-black vessel hovering in the distance.

She knew well that it contained Peak Alliance's lackeys, but she had no time to tangle with them now.

You can't kill off all the lackeys—it was more important to ensure the safe return of the treasure entrusted to her, back to her homeland.

...

As the two mechas turned to leave, silence gripped the ship observing them.

After a long pause, someone finally spoke up: "Have the crew below closely monitor him and locate that Mech Pilot!"