But the greatest advantage of artificial intelligence chanical Pet Beasts... lies in the fact that as long as enough gold is invested, they can exert power far beyond their own rank through external magictech superstructures.
Take, for instance, the trump card hidden away by the Princes' Alliance: the Gustav Cannon.
A single, manually operated Gustav Cannon, due to its firing interval and mobility issues, could only target specific stationary objectives and was powerless against smaller targets.
However, if a true state of war comnced, an Emperor Rank AI-controlled chanical Pet Beast, simultaneously commanding a dense artillery formation of dozens of Gustav Cannons, could suppress even a Legendary.
And those two massive tal containers were where Shiayar had truly invested this ti.
These were two pieces of magictech equipnt, specially customized according to Shiayar's ideas. This was also why the President of the Steam Camp, a Legendary Rank chanic, had personally intervened. He had not been involved in Jayee's creation; he ca rely for these two pieces of magictech equipnt.
They were truly epoch-making inventions that astounded even a Legendary chanic.
"Jayee, go and see the present Mom and Dad have prepared for you," Su Lun said. Jayee, too, sensed an attraction emanating from the two tal containers.
Nevertheless, Jayee first turned and looked at Shiayar with an inquisitive gaze.
Shiayar nodded. "Go ahead. That is indeed external equipnt prepared especially for you."
His gaze swept over the two tal containers.
They were loaded with two highly complex chanical constructs.
The first, codenad "Heaven Sentinel: Sword of Damocles."
The second, codenad "Fantasy Collapse: Spirit particle fission."
"Take your ti to familiarize yourself with them, Jayee."
"They will be our greatest trump card for a very long ti to co," Shiayar said, his voice carrying a distant tone. "It won't be long—
"Their brilliance will beco the dawn, lighting up the darkest night."
...
Upon receiving Shiayar's permission, Jayee quickly imrsed herself in studying these two external chanical constructs.
"Heaven Sentinel: Sword of Damocles."
"Fantasy Collapse: Spirit particle fission."
Although the codenas were sowhat awkward, once Jayee began reading the annotations and operational principles Shiayar had written for them, she quickly beca completely engrossed.
As Shiayar had said, these two constructs would beco their greatest trump card.
A trump card sufficient to truly threaten the Legendary.
And as Jayee's figure disappeared into those two massive tal containers, gentle, cat-like footsteps suddenly approached Shiayar from behind.
"Our daughter is busy with her own things...
"So, as her parents, we can also take a break from our duties and do sothing we enjoy, can't we...?"
A lodious voice, like that of a nightingale, sounded softly by Shiayar's ear.
Su Lun extended her fair fingers, the gemstone ring on her right middle finger twinkling slightly.
Then, a faint golden light quietly spread out, enveloping the area around them.
A soundproofing and vision-blocking barrier.
After doing all this, the dark-haired girl gently caressed the contours of Shiayar's face with her fair hand.
Her chestnut eyes held a gentle, wave-like tenderness. "Although we often see each other in magic communication...
"But the ethereal image in Spirit Realm communication still can't compare to the real you.
"Long ti no see."
Shiayar smiled silently and wrapped his arms around the Dawn Saintess's soft waist.
"Yeah, long ti no see."
It truly had been a long ti.
Six years had passed. The timid, scrawny little girl from their parting had now blossod into a graceful young woman, renowned throughout the world as the Dawn Saintess.
Su Lun didn't resist when Shiayar lifted her, rely pressing her lovely cheek gently against his chest.
It was then that Shiayar noticed Su Lun was wearing pitch-black fishnet stockings, a stark contrast to her pure white, holy attire.
Seeming to read Shiayar's thoughts, Su Lun whispered by his ear, her dark hair brushing his chest, "I rember you like that feeling of purity and sanctity mixed with a touch of sinister bewitchnt, so I chose this outfit specifically. I even had it specially ordered from your clothing store in the Empire Capital and delivered to at the Sacred Court. I know you cherish that feeling of conquest, of having both my body and mind bear your mark."
"I'm different from Ennie, you know...
"She's so fortunate but doesn't realize it, and she's so tsundere she rarely even gets intimate."
Her beautiful chestnut eyes misted slightly. "I lied to Ennie, saying that signing a chanical-type contract took thirty minutes, and any external disturbance during these thirty minutes could ruin the contract process.
"Now we have fifteen minutes left..."
Su Lun's slender arms embraced Shiayar's neck. "So, for these fifteen minutes, you can do anything you want to ."
"The timing is quite tight; we don't even have ti for the main event," Shiayar sighed.
The next mont, his thoughts shifted.
He temporarily severed the connection between his spiritual power and the Soul Pact.
"WHIMPER. WHIMPER. WHIMPER?"
"OW. OW. OW?"
In the Soul Pact Space, the pet beasts that had been excitedly "trading stocks" stared in confusion at their suddenly blank screens.
"Next ti we et, I'll... MMPH."
Before Su Lun could finish her sentence, Shiayar lowered his head and captured her cherry lips.
A blush instantly suffused the Dawn Saintess's swan-like white neck.
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