What Should We Call Lin En

The warship was orbiting Asphodex.

Lin En told the others not to disembark yet. He took Phoros, Gabriel, Yor, and the others down to the surface first in a Transport Shuttle.

During the descent, Lin En looked outside through the small window in the Transport Shuttle.

The sky of Asphodex was grayish white. It was not too bad, with only a thin layer of industrial haze. The air could even be considered decent.

...Sure enough, as long as a planet had few people, its environment would be pretty good.

The Transport Shuttle landed at a military spaceport on the outskirts of the residential district of Asphodex.

The runway was broad, and the control tower soared into the sky.

Reception personnel were already lined up on the ground, waiting for them.

There were the Astra Militarum's green uniforms, the Guard Army's desert-yellow uniforms, and port ground crews wearing all kinds of work clothes.

Several armored vehicles were parked in front of the runway, their hulls painted with the markings of the Baal Guard.

Damn it, Lin En spotted the person standing in front of the armored vehicles at a glance!!!

Ahhhh!

The transport compartment had only just landed. The hatch had barely opened a crack when Lin En immediately turned sideways and squeezed out!!!

"Hey! My lord!!!" The boarding ramp had not even been lowered, but he had already jumped down. Even Valerian and Carl behind him had no time to catch up, and they reached out in horror.

Lin En did not care about any of that.

His heart was racing to get home. Like an explosive shell out of a cannon, he flew across the runway.

"Sis!!!!!!!"

"Iron Hammer!!!!!!"

His sister Battle Sister was already a company commander, and Iron Hammer was now an even higher-ranking big shot.

Cecilia