Just then, two more suits of heraldic armor appeared in everyone's sight.
One of them let out a mournful cry of "General!" and flung himself onto the pile of rubble, digging frantically.
From his voice, he was probably Colonel Guskhan, whom they'd met earlier at the officers' club—the fighter squadron leader aboard the Dawn Angel.
What a moving display of comradeship! Still, Major Misaro was a Blood Adept. Even if he really had been buried, it shouldn't have done him much harm. How could Colonel Guskhan, a Ranger, not know that? He could only be so worried because their comradeship was higher than the heavens, and concern had clouded his judgment.
As for the other one, of course it was Miss Arienne Ainar. Yu Lian recognized her because he spotted an expressionless cat's head painted on the shoulder plate of her heraldic armor. Noble offspring with standing were allowed to paint personal insignias on their armor.
With her keen perception, she had probably noticed Yu Lian watching her. She was now acting like a complete pacifist, and as soon as she saw him looking her way, she raised both hands above her head and backed away step by step.
It wasn't that she was a coward. After all, she was only a third-ring Navigator. This ring did lack direct combat skills below the sixth ring, and if she went head-to-head with him, she might not even beat some first-ringers blessed with protagonist-level plot armor.
Of course, not every Imperial soldier with heraldic armor was so pragmatic. Two knights actually circled around Colonel Guskhan, who was still digging through the rubble, and Miss Arienne, who was backing away, then charged straight at Yu Lian with a roar.
They were probably the two who'd been playing billiards at the officers' club earlier,