Editing HEAVY OBJECT:Volume11 Chapter 3 (section)

===Part 14===

Azureyfear Winchell breathed shallow breaths in the small, cramped space.

Her mind was like a narrow thread on the verge of snapping. She was using all her strength to remain conscious because dying in an accident would be meaningless. She needed for Heivia Winchell to kill her himself to show he was willing to cut down his own family to protect his family’s old enemy if it was the right thing to do.

That would be the first step toward stopping the conflict between the families.

She was giving a push in the right direction to the boy who, unlike the Blue Rose, had taken Vanderbilt’s hand and declared the conflict wrong.

Everyone else claimed it was justified because it was a centuries-old tradition, but her brother had followed his heart and announced that those centuries had been wrong.

That true hero had stood firm in the face of powerful opposition.

She was proud of him for drawing out that courage when no one else had been able to.

(And yet he’s such a fool.)

Azureyfear had detected the foreign object.

Someone had grabbed onto the Destruction Fes and had successfully gotten inside.

(If he saves me, everything I have done will be for naught. He will lose the first step toward stopping the conflict between Winchell and Vanderbilt. His marriage will have to be put off even longer…. He knows that, yet he still makes the indecisive decision. That must be where his heart leads him.)

All of her efforts were being wasted, yet she felt her entire body relaxing.

Oddly, she had been waiting for this moment.

The final bulkhead opened and a boy in a Legitimacy Kingdom uniform rushed into the cockpit.

“Yahoo!! Quenser, your knight in shining armor, has arrived! Now, young lady, are you ready to fall in love?”

The Blue Rose of Winchell completely forgot about the pain from the intense inertial Gs.

All expression vanished from her face and she shouted at the boy who had realized the truth and come to protect her.

“I didn’t want you!!!!!”

But Quenser was not about to let that get to him.

He replied with a sharp look on his face.

“I’m not saying I want to be your boyfriend or marry you or anything. I just can’t let you off the hook after everything you’ve done! Some sexy punishment time is still waiting for you!! Should I go with ropes, whips, or candles? Hell, why not go with a little of everything!?”

“Are you an idiot!? No, really. Are you an idiot!? I prepared dozens of stealth submarines, satellites, and the fastest Object ever!! And you’re here to trample on all that effort while thinking with your dick!?”

“Oh, get off your high horse!! After running a drug war, building an Object, sinking a fleet, and destroying the Oceanic Driver, do you really think everyone’s going to go along with what you want!? You’ll look much better with all your efforts ruined as you cry pathetically on the ground and beg everyone for your life!! More importantly, I’m pulling the ejection lever. We’re getting out of here! This is finally over. Plus, we have to share a parachute, so I have an excuse to hold you in my arms!”

“You can’t do that!! And what do you mean an ejection lever!?”

“Hm?” Quenser looked shocked. “Can I, um, ignore that as the airheaded comment of an ignorant noble girl?”

“This isn’t a cockpit.” Azureyfear revealed a shocking truth. “The control system is handled by the Orchestra System managed by ten thousand people scattered around the world’s oceans. I had screens installed so I could monitor the situation, but this is only the box where the cockpit would normally have been installed. Why would they install a single button or lever?”

“………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………”

His thread of hope had vanished.

The two hundred thousand ton Object continued moving at four or five hundred kph, applying intense inertial Gs that rivaled those of a fighter jet.

It was like a fierce compressor using artificial gravity.

And they could not get out☆

“We’re deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeead!!”

As soon as Quenser gave his honest opinion, something happened.

The Destruction Fes finally came to a complete stop.

He did not know why.

There was nothing they could do inside that box and he doubted the Destruction Fes would stop for no reason.

“Kssshhh!!”

The reason arrived after a short delay.

The fireworks chaff was still in effect, but a transmission forced its way through using lasers or other methods.

That equipment did not belong to any unit Quenser knew of.

Nor had it come from the Baby magnum.

“…is the Legitimacy Kingdom’s Organization for the Peaceful Use of Space.”

He did not recognize the voice, but he knew it was someone who had been fighting alongside them.

“This is the civilian Venus-class space station named the Princess Nikolaschka. Can you hear this? We saw the signal from the rescue strobe light and read the writing in blood near the Object’s hatch.”