After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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Clara jogged quickly to Schwarzkopf, stood on tiptoe, and peered at his steel body.

Spall, curious, walked toward Clara.

Chapter 92 Clara Wants to Travel Through the Stars

"Mr. Schwarz, are you alright?"

Clara hopped and skipped like a little rabbit, reaching out her palm to pry open Schwarz's mechanical casing.

Schwarz didn't move, but the camera above his head flashed red and then went out again.

This mechanical lump... looks somewhat helpless.

Spall glanced at them, but didn't want to get involved. Instead, he stayed quietly to the side and watched the two interact.

As a debt collector, Spa is usually ruthless and taciturn, but he is surprisingly curious and loves to gossip.

Mecha and cute girls, giant robots and lolis, beauty and the beast... hehehe

“Mr. Schwarz, let me fix your language module first…” Clara said timidly.

[Under evaluation... The speech module is functioning normally. Thank you, Clara.]

"Is the memory module damaged? Clara wants to help as much as she can..."

[Memory module retrieval begins...]

[Complete records of the Builders' mechanical era. Complete combat data from the defense war.]

[Clara's complete record of creating the miniature magnetic flux drill. Clara's complete record of explaining human sleep behavior...]

Spah wanted to laugh, but he forced himself to hold it in, even covering his lips with his palm.

(y)

A record of sleeping in late!

Unexpectedly, this little girl, who looks like a snow saint... also likes to stay in bed, make excuses, and get grumpy in the morning.

Cute

Meanwhile, in the settlement, Clara blushed adorably, took a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice:

"So, the memory module should be fine now?"

All records related to Clara have been backed up, so there's no need to worry.

"...A record about sleeping in late?"

Clara covered her face, her cheeks growing redder and redder, as if someone had picked up a paintbrush, dipped it in pickling, and smeared it on the girl's face.

Unaware of the girl's change, Schwarz continued broadcasting:

Multiple backups have been made; data can be retrieved at any time.

"Mr. Schwarz, could I have some of it cut off...?"

()

[Not to be implemented.]

Schwarz responded immediately, his voice icy.

What a straight man...

Spall muttered to himself.

Can't you tell that the young girl is so shy?

Ah! That's not right!

You were originally a lump of steel.

Spa pursed her lips, secretly watching the iron-willed straight man's good show.

Memories related to Clara are all important data and must be preserved intact.

For Schwarzko, this is a memory of family.

"..."

Spall remained silent.

He hadn't expected Schwarzlo to pull this stunt.

Clara's cheeks turned even redder.

Tears welled up in her rabbit-like eyes, threatening to spill over.

Clara turned around, wiped away her tears, took two deep breaths, then turned back and snuggled up to Schwarz.

Clara understands.

The girl's voice was very soft as she touched the metallic skin with her palm.

“Mr. Schwarz, I’d like to check out some other modules for you… Please turn around a little.”

Clara crouched down, ignoring Swallow's response, and began to examine him.

"Hmm, the right leg drive module is fine. What about the left leg? Let me take a look..."

Like a kitten, the girl approached the machine casing, her pupils fixed intently on each component, her eyes sparkling with wonder.

After examining her legs, she touched her waist, and soon after, her gaze fell on Schwarz's head.

Schwarzko willingly bent down so that Clara could manipulate him.

"..."

Spall stood by, watching silently.

He originally intended to leave and join the Trail Blazers or Bronya for some fun.

However, Spall saw Clara's expression as she repaired the machine. Her focused look captivated him.

So she...likes machines so much!

What would Clara do if a more advanced machine than Schwarzlo were placed before her?

Spah couldn't help but ponder.

“No malfunction, Mr. Schwarz.”

Just then, Clara finished her work.

She clapped her hands and stood up from the snow.

Sunlight streamed down, falling on the little girl's cheeks and highlighting her rosy dimples.

I think I can understand... why Schwarzkopf wanted to be part of her family.

Spall hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Clara, his feet sinking into the snow, and asked:

"Clara, can we go for a walk? I have something I want to ask you."

"Huh? I... are you asking me?"

Clara paused for a moment, then took two steps back.

The next second, she nodded.

The two moved forward, facing the sunlight, slowly walking out of the settlement, leaving long shadows on the snow.

Bata, bah...

One wide, one narrow, two footprints on the ground.

The cold wind tousled their hair, and neither of them spoke first.

Clara clenched her small hands, staring at Spa's retreating figure, her heart pounding wildly.

Spada... he wouldn't want to deal with Swaro, would he?

My comments won't decide Mr. Schwarz's fate, will they?

But Spago, he's a good man who's saved so many homeless people, he should be easy to talk to.

But just in case...

Clara's mind became increasingly confused as she thought about it.

"Clara, I'm asking you something."

Spah turned his head, raising his eyebrows high.

"Hey! You, you tell me."

"Do you know that the universe is very large?"

“Of course I know. I also know that someone like Mr. Spall is one of the brightest stars, even among the stars.”

Clara curled her lips into a smile.

Why is Mr. Spall asking this?

"If you think I'm amazing, then you're underestimating the universe."

Spall shook his head: "In the universe, there are many high-level Fate Walkers who can destroy planets with a wave of their hand. And even stronger than them are Commanders."

"Even envoys are divided into different ranks. Above envoys are star gods, and below star gods are countless forces..."

Spah explained in detail.

Clara listened quietly without interrupting. She was also very curious about everything in that vast starry sky.

"Excuse me, I rambled on. What I really wanted to ask was, if one day you could travel to space and many more advanced machines than Schwarzkopf appeared, would you be happy?"

"Huh? There are even more advanced AIs than Schwarz?"

Clara paused slightly, her eyes lighting up:

“Happy! Of course I’m happy! Ah… of course, Mr. Schwarz is my most important relative, more important than any Omnic.”

Ah… I mean, if I could have more contact with omnics, I'd be so excited I couldn't sleep.

Clara, despite being an introverted child, spoke at length in one breath.

However, the girl was intelligent and quickly understood what Spah meant, saying:

"Hook is the same. She always gazes at the stars in the sky, hoping that one day she can travel among the stars like in the picture book."

"That's it"

Spall said in a low voice.

He looked at Clara, gazing at her rosy cheeks, and saw the girl's red eyes, like those of a little rabbit, and felt a subtle stirring in his heart.

These children's dreams... I'll make them come true.

"So... Mr. Spall, if you can, please save Belloberg, save this planet!"

Clara mustered her courage and shouted.

However, she never received a reply from Spa.

Chapter 93 Punk Saves the World

"..."

Spall didn't speak, he just stared into Clara's eyes.

Clara swallowed hard, her heart racing.

"Others cannot be relied upon."

Spall said softly, his eyes gazing at the starry sky:

"Even if I could save Belloborg, there are far more dangers in the vast universe than the cold wave. The antimatter legions, the Steppes, even the company's fleet..."

Clara didn't speak, her gaze fixed on Spa, but she didn't lower her head because of his words.

"Have faith! Yalilo possesses his own unique power. Rather than pinning your hopes on outsiders, summon your will and fight against heaven and earth!"

I see your potential...

Otherwise, I wouldn't have decided to help you. Not all worlds are worth protecting!

Spall muttered to himself, and to Clara's astonishment, produced a wooden guitar.