The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7273

Ves did not take her objections seriously.

She would play along as long as he made a sound enough argument.

What was important was that he gave his clients a clear understanding of the risks and rewards.

Putting them in deliberate danger could be excused so long as they voluntarily agreed to cooperate.

Of course, it would not be ethical if Ves tried to push too hard. He especially could not resort to any form of deception.

Just because Ves managed to persuade Rosa Orfan to play along last time did not mean that Isobel Biotin would roll over just as easily.

She was a different kind of mech pilot.

After her tainted breakthrough, she had displayed both rationality and a deep sense of emotional resentment.

The former was old, but the latter was new. Her dramatic failure and near-death had shaken her up badly. The fact that she was not able to process all of her trauma during her critical breakthrough meant that at least a portion of her nightmare of getting burned to death had stuck to her on a more permanent basis.

On the one hand, this taint constantly reminded her of her inadequacy and spurred her on to work harder in order to rise above her failure.

On the other hand, Saint Isobel needed to cleanse herself of this impurity sooner or later if she wanted to become a god pilot.

it would be hard for her to address this trauma head-on without any desire to retreat!

It was due to these future considerations that Ves decided to call Saint Isobel over to his personal lab and present her with an interesting new option.

“You called me over again so soon," she said as she strode forward and plopped herself onto the chair next to Ves. "I appreciate the attention that you are putting into the Promethea, but I thought you were already done with making the big decisions."

He smiled at her. "That is true, but I have recently come up with a promising but dangerous idea. Before I present it to you, let me ask you a few questions. First, are you comfortable in your new body? With the help of the Red Association, you have received a high-quality cybernetic body that is almost completely mechanical. I can imagine that the changes are immense. You are no longer subject to the failings of human flesh, but you are also deprived of its warmth. Are you... satisfied with the treatment that you have received up to this point?"

The saint only stared at Ves for a few seconds before she gave out a measured reply.

“I am not a fragile flower that wilts at the first touch. I did not ask for this, but I do not reject it either. It is not simple to adapt to a near-complete body change, but I am a saint. Controlling my body is not identical to piloting a mech, but the experience that I have gained from the latter helps a lot with the former. Besides, I have no other choice. In order to endure the fire energy channeled by your special Carmine System, I have to rely on this tech in order to withstand the heat."

"Do you miss it, Isobel?"

“Miss what?"

“Your old body."

She shook her head. "No. What is gone is gone. I see no point in pining over the body that failed me at the time. I am a saint. I do not need a human body in order to do my job. itis just as well that I got rid of that flammable sack of flesh. I do not miss it at all. From the moment I burned, I closed a chapter in my life. In my new life, I no longer eat or drink. I just have to swap my energy cells and nutrient vials every few weeks. If my body is damaged, I no longer have to visit the infirmary. I only need to fix your workshop to get my parts back in order."

The way she described her new circumstances sounded rather unsettiing to Ves.

He knew what it was like to lose your own humanity. Not everyone was able to cope with it as well as others, and Isobel's transformation happened to be a lot more extreme than most.

Nonetheless, Ves felt that Isobel was unlikely to go out of control anytime soon.

She definitely had a chip on her shoulder, but she would not let her own weaknesses hold her back.

He judged that she was in a suitable condition to hear the details of his proposal.

"Since you have reached a stage where you have accepted the permanent transformation of your body, then I think you are ready to think about the next step. By altering your body to such an extensive degree, we can make you stronger without putting you in the cockpit of your ace mech. Your current state is already strong enough, but what if you can have more?"

Isobel looked puzzled. "Are you talking about replacing my cybernetic body with a superdimensional version?"

"No," Ves shook his head. "I already thought about that, but the dangers of incorporating anything related to superdimensional tech to your new body are unclear. Who knows what sort of awful extradimensional bugs might become attracted to you. I want to wait until superdimensional technology has developed a lot further than now."

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