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"Zerg understands!"

With its nonexistent brakes applied, the off-road vehicle, now reduced to a pile of parts, gradually slowed down.

"..."

The Babel members who had come to investigate stared at the off-road vehicle and fell silent.

This piece of junk could still move?

What was powering it?

The fucking engine was gone!

A steering wheel, seats, and tires.

Those were the only things he could see.

The fucking seats were floating in midair.

The tires were rolling through empty space.

And in that state—

He watched the tiny child in the driver's seat turn the steering wheel, and then the damn vehicle turned as well.

The Babel members looked as though they had seen a ghost.

"Is Her Highness Theresa all right?"

Ascalon asked.

"...Her Highness Theresa is perfectly safe, but Lady Ascalon, your vehicle..."

The Babel member wore an extremely strange expression.

If Closure saw this, that engineering master's worldview would probably collapse on the spot.

"Please do not concern yourself with this vehicle."

Ascalon knew Babel had already won.

After all, there was absolutely no way Theresis could accomplish something this absurd.

Zerg had done it.

And Zerg bore Babel goodwill.

She had been wrong—

Kal'tsit was not lusting after children. She was currying favor with a powerful backer!

"I'll go make a report."

That Babel operator felt that he still needed to report this.

After all, he felt as though he had encountered something unclean—

Perhaps Ascalon was already dead, and now she was sitting in a ghost car.

Otherwise, there was no explanation.

The fucking engine was gone, so how exactly was this off-road vehicle moving?

By the souls of all Sarkaz.

The Babel member hurried back.

The off-road vehicle had already stopped.

Yet it still had not fallen apart.

Ascalon looked at the seats