At the base, in the operations conference room, Commander Bismarck sat there with a grim expression.
He was waiting for someone, and that person soon pushed open the door and entered... Calvin, the principal of the Pilot Academy.
In the dim conference room, only the light from the screen flickered. One was the principal of the Pilot Academy, and the other was the base commander... These two figures of immense importance stared at each other in silence.
After a long while, Commander Bismarck slowly asked, "How is Azure Thunder's pilot?"
"Her life is temporarily out of danger." Calvin slowly sat down. "She'll recover soon."
Commander Bismarck remained silent. It had already been three hours since the impact ended.
When Azure Thunder finally came to a complete stop and people dug the pilot out of the cockpit, what they saw was a figure covered in blood.
Shock, multiple comminuted fractures, and massive blood loss.
No one believed that Azure Thunder's pilot could survive such terrible injuries, but the truth was that Clili, the pilot, had indeed survived.
"Your experiment was too dangerous." Commander Bismarck shook his head. "Even though it let Azure Thunder maintain combat power far beyond its usual level, the price was a pilot."
"There are plenty of pilots at the academy." Calvin said calmly, "but there is only one Azure Thunder. Under normal circumstances, those so-called reserve pilots might never get to sit in it even once in their entire lives. But if the newly developed system can be mass-produced, these students will no longer be mere decorations. If the mass-produced models can be equipped with the new system, they're estimated to possess thirty percent of God Eater's combat power. Once mass production succeeds, humanity will no longer be constrained by the limited number of God Eaters in