I Became A Mech Soldier After Waking Up in The Future.

Jeanne walked out of the medical tent and saw Sistine in a blue and black city guard uniform standing not far away, smoking a cigarette.

"Come on, let's talk somewhere else," said Jeanne, passing by Sistine without stopping.

Sistine stomped on the cigarette and followed quietly. He has calmed down now, but his expression was still uncomfortable.

Jeanne took him to her tent, and the two sat on the folding chairs outside. Jeanne glanced at him while calmly operating her bracelet ID to open some photos and information. She skimmed over it and said, "You came very quickly. Earlier, you said it was three hours, but you actually arrived here in only two and a half hours."

"Hmm," Sistine hummed indifferently.

"Where is the helicopter parked?"

Sistine raised his finger and pointed to the south of the base.

"Well, your comrades have come a long way and have worked hard. I would ask Dad to give them a bonus later," Jeanne laughed while enlarging a photo on the holographic screen with her finger to observe it carefully. Jeanne seemed to be looking at what was displayed on her bracelet ID. But in Sistine's eyes, she seemed very absent-minded.

"Jeanne, are you not afraid at all? This time you acted without authorization; do you know what the consequences of your action were this time?" Sistine said, slightly frowning.

"Consequences? First, I don't believe that my father would give such an order. As for the consequences, hehe," Jeanne chuckled, the corner of her lips curled up slightly, showing a mocking smirk, "Second, if I don't save Sister Bailey but foolishly wait for you to come, then the consequences are really serious. Third, Sistine, you are also someone who grew up in the capital city. You should know how muddy the water is there. I advise you don't get involved in any confrontation that has nothing to do with you," Jeanne said.

Sistine shook his head immediately, "It's not as simple as you think, Jeanne, do you think I don't know how to stay out of this quagmire? But this time, Sister Bailey has invited a big disaster upon herself, and I'm afraid no one can save her."

Jeanne remained calm, waiting for his next words.

Sistine seemed very scared of this matter, and his voice became smaller and smaller, barely audible to Jeanne and him.

"There was someone in a very high position who wanted her to die because she accidentally messed up that person's big plans."

"What big plan? Something to do with the climate anomalies?" Jeanne asked.

"I don't know the specific situation, it's my own guess. But believe me, Jeanne, I think my guess isn't far from the truth. Bailey couldn't be allowed to live; if you saved her, you'd risk yourself against that person."

"It's best for her to be "lost in action" outside the city. If you bring her back to the city alive, that person's attention would inevitably be shifted to the head of the third squadron of the Western Army's mecha division, and their good days then can be counted on fingers."

"And even if she can return to the city safely, Sister Bailey might still not be able to keep her life by then. You could protect her for a while, but not for the rest of your life. Doing so is like playing a losing game; you won't get anything in return."

"Is Dean Rudeus aware of this matter?" Jeanne asked calmly.

Sistine looked at her and nodded slightly.

"I'll ask you two questions; you just need to nod or shake your head to answer me. Did Sister Bailey get into trouble when she was still in the city, and this time out of the city a trap to get her into an accident? "

Sistine nodded.

"What about your father? Did he know about this matter?"

Sistine hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and added, "I don't know, but he might know."

Jeanne stopped talking, stared at the holographic screen of her bracelet id, called up the second photo, and continued to observe carefully.

"What have you been looking at since just now?" Sistine couldn't help but ask her.

"The photos of the four adventurers Three of them were dead, and one is currently in critical condition and being treated right now. This is the picture of the three dead adventurers when they were still alive."

"What have you found?"

Jeanne dropped a shocking revelation, "They're all soldiers in disguise. A secret agent." 

Sistine raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "How did you come to this conclusion?"

Jeanne replied casually, "I had suspected the identity of these adventurers from the beginning. Judging from their carrier bags, the utensils, tents, sleeping bags, and other large items were all used by active-duty troops. The compass hanging on one of the people's bags is the latest military product; real adventurers have no way to buy such military tools. They could easily fool Sister Bailey, who didn't know much about the army, but there's no way it could fool me."

"Also, looking at this photo, the man's cuff covering his wrist was torn to pieces, and there were still sunburns on his left wrist, presumably because it was covered by Bracelet ID before. Only soldiers will use the bracelet ID on their left hand, while civilians all wear their bracelet ID on their right hand."

"And I also manage to discover the military and city guard badges on them, which confirms my previous guess."

Sistine shook his head and sighed, "No wonder you asked if my father knew about this. It turned out that the military and city guards were involved in it. As the top leader of the military and city guards, it is impossible for my father to not know this kind of thing. To be honest, I just had an intuition until just now that my father might know, and if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't be sure about it."

"Your brother might know about it," Jeanne said.

"Yeah, father prefers big brother," Sistine shrugged, a helpless smile on his face.

Jeanne didn't speak, Sistine scratched his head and said, "If eldest brother hadn't been married long ago, perhaps father should have made a marriage contract between you and eldest brother."

With an absurd expression on her face, Jeanne said, "Sistine, are you still dwelling on the marriage contract? I don't know whether you're stubborn or stupid. I don't like repeating what I said, you have forced me to say it three times already, so I hope this is the last time I'll state it for you; I won't marry you, let alone your brother. I'm in charge of my marriage, and no one could force me against my will."

"No... Okay, you have the final say, you have the final say," Sistine raised his hand and gave up, then he changed the subject.

"What are you going to do about Sister Bailey?"

Jeanne pursed her lips and squinted at him, then lowered her eyes and said, "I'll find a way, you don't have to worry about it. In short, I won't trouble you about this matter anymore."

"Jeanne..."

"It's already very late. You've come from a faraway place. You'd better get some rest early. We'll be heading back to the city tomorrow."

When Sistine was about to persuade Jeanne to change her mind, Jeanne interrupted him, not giving him a chance to continue, and quickly shooed him out of the tent.

Sistine reluctantly got up and walked out of the tent, saying:

"Okay, good night then, Jeanne."

Jeanne ignored him and pulled down the tent curtain. Sistine stood outside with a gloomy face, and then glanced at the two bodyguards of Jeanne standing at the door.. Seeing them staring straight ahead, he turned and left without saying a word.