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Fairy Morgan

The activation test for Seth was about to begin.

Standing in front of it was Arthur, who was piloted by Flack. Unit 5 was straddling Bastet. The term “cat-warrior form” had caught on to describe their funny appearance.

「Soon, Hyloi-Skoria will finish dissolving, and Seth’s repairs will be complete. Flack, I’m counting on you.」

「Understood.」

Kou cut the transmission with Flack. Unit 5 had been equipped with a special weapon for this occasion—the Anti-Fortress Rifle.

「By the way… why are you inside Unit 5, Arima?」

Kou glanced over his shoulder to see Arima comfortably seated behind him.

「Arthur was adamantly opposed to me getting inside him, for some reason. He shouldn’t be aware of my true identity, but… dealing with a Mythology Weapon with sharp intuition is troublesome.」

「That really raises questions about the whole concept of intuition.」

Could a Mythology Weapon really act on gut feelings? Kou found himself oddly impressed.

「After all the battles to the death