Infinite Dendrogram: Volume 5 by Sakon Kaidou

Author:Sakon Kaidou [KAIDOU, SAKON]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2018-03-06T00:00:00+00:00

Epilogue B: The Sisters

Imperial capital outskirts, headquarters of the Triangle of Wisdom, High Pilot, Hugo Lesseps

The Dryfe Imperium’s capital, Vandelheim, had two faces.

One was that of a city from 19th century Europe. These days, you could only see such townscapes in the simple, black and white photos from that era. Though it was at the technological forefront here in Infinite Dendrogram, it was nothing but retro to Earthlings living in 2045.

That was one of Vandelheim’s two faces, while the other could be demonstrated by the sight before me.

“GHAAH!” one person panicked. “The new amphibious model has sunk into the pool! It ain’t going up!”

“Oh, out of MP, eh?” said another. “It uses magic engines for both oxygen generation and the anti-pressure barrier, so that’s kinda to be expected.”

“Looks like we’ll have to use conventional chemistry for the oxygen supply and fight the pressure with better design and materials,” a third one joined in. “We can’t just try to solve everything with magic. We’re dealing with robots here.”

“Be serious, people! Help me get Zerbahl Type M out of there!”

“Glubglubglub...” the one in the sunken robot mumbled unintelligibly.

“Oh, it’s not exactly airtight, either.”

“Looks like there’s water inside. A problem with the gaskets or the frame, I assume?”

“YOU GUYS!”

“GLUBGLUB, I’M DYING!”

The one panicking at the side of the ten-meter-deep experiment pool was Zerbahl, an Engineer. The two observing the results as they gathered data and worked on something were Flosch and Roboroman, both Mechanics. I wasn’t too sure about the one drowning in the water, but it was probably one of our Pilots, Kuromiki.

“Excuse me,” a girl spoke to two of our members. “The custom Marshal II requested by the military seems to be constructed, but how was it supposed to be painted, again?”

“Well, they said something about red, so I think that’s the color we should use on the whole thing,” said one of them. “Let’s give it a horn, too.”

“We don’t need no horn,” said the other. “Our communication devices don’t require any antennas. Also, we’re only painting the shoulders.”

“...Hey now, a base dark green Marshal II with red shoulders is way too basic.”

“Well, I could say the same about a purely red Marshal II with a goddamn novelty horn.”

“It doesn’t matter, you two, just—”

“IT DOES MATTER!” they both shouted simultaneously.

“Eek!”

The girl with the report in her hands was Luphia, a tian working in our general affairs section. The two people pushing their own policies — tastes, more like — in response to the presented demands were the Painters, MS Geomad and Assault Tripper.

“Oh, yeah. Apparently, our leader went out to do something, lost, and came back,” said one person in another group of three.

“Got sauce for that?” asked another.

“MMO Journal Planter.”

“Oh, yeah. I’ve been so busy with my designs and tests that I forgot to check it.”

“Same here, aheheheh,” the third person laughed in a strange manner.

“How many days behind are you?”

“Five.”

“I win. I’m at seven.”

“...Is that really a victory, though?”

The three were pulling consistent all-nighters both here and in

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