Chapter 130: .Zhanyun is coming

The mercenary meeting that lasted four days came to an end in this slightly chaotic state.
Although there were several unsatisfactory emergencies in the process, the results did not exceed most people's expectations. If it were not for the Red Lion’s strict ban on gambling with the results of the competition, I believe everyone can get a few pocket money as prizes.
The award ceremony on the second day was held in the newly set up banquet hall in front of the Guild Hall. The mellow aroma of ale also filled the city, and countless food delivery puppets holding food boxes were once again busy in the streets and alleys, intertwining this sea of ​​joy like lines.
The atmosphere couldn't be more lively, but everyone wondered that the general who was supposed to be present as the award-giver had not seen him for a long time. It wasn't until three poles in the sun that the female adjutant Shatia with glasses rushed to the venue, standing on the podium with a solemn expression without a smile, and seemed to be worried.
After announcing all the rewards on her behalf, her low and neutral voice brought everyone an absolutely not good news: According to reliable information, just last night, a large-scale beast rally occurred unexpectedly in the dark swamp for unknown reasons. In order to confirm the monster's movements as soon as possible, the general has personally led people to investigate, entrusting all affairs of Rock City to the trusted female school officer.
The news came very suddenly. His Excellency the Red Lion rarely missed the award ceremony and paid much attention to this tournament. Everyone even thought that he would personally award the J God Championship trophy. However, he did not expect that he had left Rock City, which inevitably attracted much discussion.
The mercenaries present are no strangers to the Dark Swamp, and even the terrifying beast tide, many people have personally experienced it. Although the monsters appearing in the swamp have become stronger in recent years, the range of possible attacks has also become more elusive. However, if it is so serious that even the Lord Red Lion will have to go to investigate in person... that Lord is about to be promoted to the rank of lord, thinking about it, I am afraid the scale of this beast tide is really different. Generally...
The cheerful atmosphere in the banquet hall became serious because of her words, and there was a sense of crisis about the approaching war, but the female adjutant's next words slightly dispelled the tension.
The first order issued by the acting city lord was to expel the special envoy of the Presbyterian House who came to "watch" the mercenary convention-His Excellency Leodor Turing-in the name of preparing the city for war. —It's so happy.
But I don't know if the gloomy alchemist has heard of this, and is afraid of making a fool of himself, so he is not here today. No one has even seen the puppet regiments guarding everywhere in the city again, maybe they have already left Rock City with him.
Although the special envoy itself is not too annoying, adding the title of "Elder's House" will inevitably make the mercenaries feel sick. The reason why Rock City is called the Capital of Freedom by outsiders is entirely because the Lord Red Lion, the lord of the city, has rejected the requirements for joint governance of the Presbyterian House and insists on independence, otherwise it would have become a forbidden place like the capital. Those greedy guys just want to get something for nothing. They didn't make much effort when they built it. Now they still have the face to stretch their claws for good. It's shameless!
But he was not the only one not present. Except for a few players who retired halfway through the game (such as the "No Name" team) or who had to leave in an emergency, the gun warrior Maitel, who won the runner-up, was also missing, which inevitably triggered discussions. Some people speculate that it may be because the injury is not healed and they are unwilling to move lightly, but more people think that it may be because the local warrior who has never been to the rock city is arrogant and disdains this reward...
In any case, after the finalists represented by the J God Amon and the Ice Bear team climbed onto the podium and took the reward certificate from the female adjutant, the audience burst into endless applause. The applause seemed like a signal, causing the ritual robe on the high wall of the city gate to begin to roar intermittently, and the rumbling sound soared to the sky, drawing a successful conclusion to this unprecedented event.
At the beginning of the lights, the night was low, and the banquet that had been noisy and frolicking all day was finally over. After returning to the residence, the tourists have already begun preparations for their return journey, while the local mercenaries are still lingering in the tavern and tea pavilion, red-faced arguing about the pros and cons of each game. .
The cool moon night continued the daytime excitement due to the countless noises, and the "Caro" workshop located in the northwest was even more illuminated and beaming. The front and back rows of gray-white buildings are now covered with red silk, and the orange-yellow spotlight protruding from the top of the building shines like flames, revealing a special festive atmosphere.
Today is the end of the city holiday celebration meeting, and the alchemists of "Caro" naturally went to the venue to join in the fun. This group of brain workers drink is really unusual, but whether they are drunk or not, they all return home separately. Therefore, the large workshop is empty at the moment, and only a dozen people gather at the entrance of the workshop. Main building lobby.
The hall was full of bright white light. With the glory of the two championships, they just returned home from the banquet scene. Everyone was still in excitement and couldn't calm down, and they started a tea party around the central round table.
Gloria took Eamon sitting on the main seat in the center, picked up his championship certificate, and calculated it with one glance.
With this palm-sized golden document, you can go to the legion station in the northern mountains to exchange for 1,000 Shahua Magic Stones. For the "Carol" eldest who is rich in the enemy's country, 1,000 magic stones... at most it is a small fortune. But, this is the income of the big man himself. As a "gold broker", how can he not plan for him? ?
The girl took the pen and paper with a serious face, lay down on the table, and muttered in her mouth, as if she was planning carefully. On the other hand, the Great Swordsman, even though he changed into a new leather outfit, still had a cold face, staring at the red light outside the house without focus, not knowing what he was thinking.
Rhea sat on the right side with her subordinates Enron. The five-man team now has one more person, but it was the one who was once cut off by the gun warrior, and was cured after Yuno exploded with great skill on the scene, the "big boxer" Bulld.
After learning that it was the little doctor who had picked up his severed hand, this straightforward and rude man was grateful and wanted to become his follower. But Yuno originally attended the conference incognito, how dare to accept people casually? Helpless, this big man is also a tendon, and he refuses to say anything, just wants to repay his kindness. In the end, the little Physician couldn't hold him back, so she could only ask Rhea for help, and first enroll him in the Ice Bear team for "investigation."
The female lord really appreciates this loyal and bloodless man, and she agrees and arranges him in Analei's team.
"Ice Bear" has just won the reward of the team championship: 3000 magic stones and 10,000 guild points. Rhea is also discussing with Anare and Kukuwala in a whisper to see how to allocate and maximize this wealth. No time to pay more attention for a while. The other three burly men were not good at talking, let alone managing finances, and couldn't talk at all, so they could only drink tea in silence.
Opposite them are two shapeshifters from the hidden village of Todoruo, as well as a mutant gerbil that is so fat and almost round that he has a good fortune every day after arriving in Rock City: Papa.
The young cat smiled and sat cross-legged on the masonry floor, taking out the food packaged from the banquet site from the bulging leather bag behind him, listing them on the white cloth spread in front, and sharing them with his best companions. Helplessly, Yancheng people like meat, but Papa only eats vegetarian dishes. He picks and chooses to watch Ko Ni’s face and chews on a few beet sticks soaked in honey. Then he doesn’t want to take his mouth anymore, squinting his eyes and drooping. Limbs, sticking to the ground to pretend to sleep, live like a big fluffy bed.
Kony knew that these things didn't taste like it, so he smiled and took the food back into the bag one by one. The gray eagle, who was cautiously afraid of being snatched by others, shook his head as he saw the gray eagle standing on the pillar beside him.
Among the people in the circle, only the little doctor was sitting alone on the wicker chair by the door, holding a cup of herbal tea with ice in his hand, looking at the dark starry sky through the gap left by the floating red silk in front of the door, In the night breeze that still brought a little heat, quietly contemplated.
After these few days of ups and downs, his heart full of enthusiasm was blown like rain and wind. In addition to fatigue, what was left seemed to be a bit regretful...this is a matter of course. He thought that with the super backing of Yunxuan, even with the attack of Jiehai, coupled with his own medical skills, he would be able to make it to the semi-finals no matter what? Who knew that such an inexplicable accident happened midway, Yun Xuan took them without a trace, and the golden light that emerged from Jie Hai's body was even more...
As soon as he thought of this, his forehead was sore that he didn't think much anymore. He drank a sip of herbal tea, pursed his mouth, and sighed.
The people in Yancheng have never liked tea. The cup in hand is said to be a good product, but at best it is only a tea soup mixed with hot and cold. The messy taste is bitter and it is hard to swallow. He didn't like tea at first, so he knew a friend who had made tea and made it out of his realm. After a long time, his vision was naturally extraordinary.
I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know how he is now... Yuno suddenly missed his friend who was far away in Naguo, and for a while, he was a little mixed. He went out for an adventure, and it has been almost a month before and after: from Huadu to Rock City, then to Maluli, the pearl of the desert, into the horrible dark swamp, and then accidentally discovered the wonderful hidden village Duodoro, and finally again Returning to Rock City to participate in the mercenary conference...The ups and downs encountered during this journey, thinking about it now, really made him unexpected and thrilling.
Maybe, is it time to go home? The thick nostalgia that suddenly surged in my heart made the little doctor feel more and more exhausted. In the Dark Swamp, the war will rise. Rhea and Gloria must participate if they want to come. At this point, should he go home alone to write a thesis? ? Do not! He still desires to continue taking risks in his heart, but at the same time he is very clear that if he let his father know about this, I am afraid that he would not agree to go there...
The great opportunity to hone one's abilities is placed in front of you, how can you give up easily? He was entangled in a dilemma, holding the cup of tea and never drank again, leaning in a daze on the chair, until several wind chimes sounded from a distance.
He looked back subconsciously, and a royal blue magic car was approaching at the entrance of the workshop. The windows were dotted with countless fine diamonds, which was full of luxury. The bell came from inside the car. Everyone in the room heard the reminding bell, but no one stood up to greet him, completely disapproving.
The luxury car slowly drove slowly, and finally stopped at the entrance of the hall. The magic buzzing stopped temporarily, and as soon as the diamond-encrusted car door opened, a young man with light red curly hair and a silver robe came out. Yuno recognized him. Before the opening of the conference, this noble young master named Lonnie West invited everyone to a meal in the "Fire Field" tavern-although he did not like the other nouveau riche aesthetic, It's not a bad feeling.
The two didn't have much friendship, but Yuno didn't want to lose his courtesy, put down the tea cup and got up to pay tribute. The other party and his eyes met for a moment. They didn't care to say hello, and hurriedly stretched their heads back into the car. After some groping, they finally took out a sealed black metal box. It looked heavy, and its length and width were narrower than the door. First line.
Lonnie carefully held the big box with his arms, then looked up at the little doctor standing by the door, and habitually put on a noble smile to greet him: "Good evening, Your Excellency Yuno. Such a pleasant night, before taking the liberty Come visit, I hope it doesn't disturb your Yaxing." He tried his best to make an elegant expression, his face was pale and blue, and he seemed extremely tired, and the posture of holding the iron box in his hand made him look weird.
Seeing that he was struggling to hold it, Yuno quickly invited him in first. He also unceremoniously said "Excuse me", and walked into the hall, putting the iron box lightly on the floor tiles next to the door, and then straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief.
All the people in the hall focused their eyes on this unfamiliar visitor. As the hostess here, Leah should have been the first to ask. However, the girl still remembered the ignorance of this guy when she met in the game. She was so annoyed that she only gave him a blank look and continued to fill in the accounts as if she had not seen it.
More than a dozen people did not speak, and the quiet atmosphere was so embarrassing that Lonnie was a little bit at a loss. He was already nervous when he came, and he didn't know what to say at this time. Seeing that the girl always ignores him, Rhea can only come forward to comfort him.
"Good evening, Your Excellency West, please take a seat first." She smiled and gestured for the visitors to sit at the round table.
"You don't have to..." Lonnie waved his hand repeatedly and declined, "I'm just here to congratulate you all for winning, I don't dare to disturb you, oh yes..." He bent down and knocked on the lock on the lid of the iron box a few times. Open it, take out a framed wooden framed picture from the inside, hold it in front of the chest and turn it over at the crowd. Suddenly a few whispers of surprise sounded in the hall.
It turned out that the frame was not a picture, but a huge printed photo with colored glue, the size almost completely covering Lonnie's upper body. The picture is full of red colors, and the protagonist is Eamon standing upright with a sword. The time chosen is also the last scene of the peak decisive battle. The Great Swordsman in the photo stands against the wind, squinting his eyes slightly as if he is lost in contemplation after the victory, with numerous fluttering red ribbons hung on his shirtless body, under the golden red sunset behind him, like a of war.
"Wow! This picture is so beautiful!" Leah, who had previously regarded him as if she had never seen it, glanced at the picture, her eyes glowed, and she rushed over, standing in front of the painting, shaking her head and staring constantly.
"Be careful, I hope Lord J can like it..." Kuo Shao handed the wooden frame forward with a smiling face, and the girl unceremoniously took it back, happily holding it back to the big man and asking for credit, as if she was shooting herself. The same.
Everyone involuntarily gathered around Leah, enjoying the large, vivid color photos up close. Naturally, Yuno was also very curious about the photo. Just as he was about to walk in, he caught a glimpse of Lonnie stooping to take another wooden framed image from the iron box, and immediately stopped.
"Don't worry, I have a few more pictures here." Kuo Shao opened the second color photo in his hand, but it was the scene of Rhea standing high on the icicle to gather the arrow of supernatural power.
In the photo, there was a silent blue light, scattered ice and snow surging on the tip of the female lord's flying hair, and was frozen at this moment with the violent wind. In her hand is a longbow made of pure divine light. In addition to the solemn majesty, her eyes seem to be mixed with a touch of sorrow, like an ice queen overlooking all living creatures in the clouds.
"Ah!!! This one is super nice too!" Leah was still holding the photo of Emmon and couldn't put it down. She saw this new one, screamed and rushed to grab it, Le Diandian ran to Next to my girlfriend, she raised the frame and swayed like a treasure.
However, her enthusiasm did not last long on Rhea's photos, because Lonnie took all the colorful photos from the iron box one by one, and successfully aroused the enthusiasm of almost everyone— -Except for Amon, who is still indifferent.
Among them are the moment when the little doctor treats Boulder's broken arm, the fierce battle scenes of the Ice Bears in the team championship, and the scene of two shapers playing against the gun warrior Maitel. Even Leah has a part. The figure riding the mighty armor "Giant Tiger" leaping into the air is perfectly sealed in the photo, making the girl laugh so happy that she has forgotten that little grudge. Up.
Taking advantage of the time when everyone shared their photos, the female lord first went forward to express her gratitude to the creator: "What an interesting gift, it really makes you bother."
"Where, it is my honor to receive your praise, huh..." Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was once awkward when we met last time. Seeing her approaching, Lonnie was still awkward and bent over flatly and rubbed. He started to laugh a few times, but hesitated again and couldn't speak.
"If you need help, please feel free to speak up." Riya guessed that he might have something to ask for, and no longer urged, just waiting for the other party to speak frankly.
Kuo Shao leaned on the door frame for a long time, and finally sighed, then glanced at the mercenaries standing or sitting at the round table, and said, "I really want to ask you something...I don’t know about this campaign. Is it possible to allow... to be recorded on the go?"
"Camera with you? Your Excellency the Marquis also wants to participate in the encirclement and suppression?" The female lord was very surprised. In her impression, the Austronesian would never join the extremely dangerous action against the alien beasts whenever they could choose.
Lonnie was embarrassed, and coughed lightly and replied: "My father didn't plan to do this, but I personally...want to participate."
"So..." Rhea was a little stunned at his courage, and looked at him again from head to toe, only to feel that the wavering dude seemed to have changed a little, but in the end she shook her head slowly, "I'm very sorry, kill the swamp monster. It’s not a trivial matter, I’m afraid the Red Lion Lord will not agree to let people who have nothing to do with the battle join the team...
"Really, that's really a shame..." Kuo Shao sighed disappointedly as he expected the result.
Rhea saw that he was depressed, and still planned to ask: "I am sorry, you are not a cultivator who is accustomed to fighting. Why do you want to participate in such a dangerous operation?"
Lonnie was confused by her question, but he couldn't help but arouse thoughts. He was brought to Rock City by his father, and had no intention of working at all. Every day he used various names to have fun in the tavern and chase beautiful women. I wanted to return to China as soon as he completed the filming task, but when he really participated in this unparalleled competition, his heart was uncontrollable.
In that seemingly always noisy arena, money and wealth are all lost. No one wants to take another look at him, everyone only looks at the most central arena, cheering crazy for those powerful monks who wield supernatural power.
This made the Kuo Shao who was still in a state of holding the moon in the past few days very disappointed. He didn't want to stay where he was ignoring him, but under the pressure of his father, he had to bite the bullet and check the equipment, which really made him feel miserable.
However, as the atmosphere of the game gradually became heated, his heart could not help but agitated.
Has Master Lonnie, who has been in the circle of noble children for many years, ever seen such a wonderful matchup? He even began to feel that this was more exciting than a big-and-large bid at the Star City Auction Conference, and it could also bring him a kind of pleasure hidden in the heartbeat.
His eyes moved closely with the duels on the arena, and he could even smell a strange smell in his nose, which made him feel passionate.
He thought he had a hallucination, and subconsciously used his olfactory power, but he was almost suffocated by the strange body odor mixed by countless people in the arena. However, when he got used to this nasty smell, he really found a smell of magical magic. The fragrance seemed to permeate into the depths of his soul, making his pores stretched.
This scent was slightly the same as Wen's smell, so that Lonnie almost mistakenly thought that the prince who made him dare to be angry was beside him. He shuddered unconsciously because of this terrible conjecture, but after carefully distinguishing it, he found that the smell of the two is still quite different.
The scent in the court did not have the steady state of Wen's all year round. It was thick and light, but it was particularly attractive, which led to a crazy search for the source of the smell.
This smell was everywhere in the audience, ubiquitous but seemingly unsourced. In the end, he was stunned to discover that after the practitioners on the scene fell into fanaticism, they would inadvertently radiate weak powers, and the chaos and disorder could almost be ignored. The energy particles of fusion merge with each other, and what finally condenses is this unique breath!
And this breath condensed purely by divine power can be perceived by his olfactory divine power, and turned into an irresistible fragrance. I just feel that compared with it, the taste of beautiful wine, food and beauty can be temporarily forgotten.
Since then, he ran to the arena every day when he opened his eyes. The exciting competition and sweet aroma have become his new spiritual pillars, and he is often reluctant to come back until dark, making the old Marquis of Wester mistakenly believe that he is really busy with work, and is deeply gratified.
But such days cannot last long. As the Ice Bears and Emmon won the two championship games respectively, he was deeply impressed by the peak decisive battle of the strongest man, but he also realized that the game will end, and he will also bid farewell to the magical one. God bestows fragrance.
This makes him deeply disturbed, and what makes him even more confused is whether this anxiety comes from the scent that makes people reluctant to give up, or the blood that will eventually leave him.
It was not until he watched all the finalists board the podium and the endless applause erupted from the venue that he seemed to realize a little bit from his ignorance: no matter the fragrant smell or the passionate game for him, it was all induced by divine power. Natural impulse. It turned out that what attracted him from beginning to end was a powerful divine power he had never possessed...
It would be great if he could have such a supernatural power and fight as much as he could... This may be the most absurd idea that Lonnie, as Tapazquash, has moved in his life so far.
Rhea was still watching the red-haired young man, and the sudden silence made her a little embarrassed. Seeing the change of expression on the other's face, she never said anything, consciously he should be reluctant to answer, and no longer forced, just about to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, Lonnie finally recovered.
"You look at me too high, I don't have the ability to participate in the battle, but I want to open my eyes with everyone." Kuo Shao shook his head with a wry smile, self-deprecating in his tone.
In fact, even he himself didn't know how to move this idea, but there was a faint voice in his heart that kept reminding him: If he missed the opportunity before him, he would regret it for life.
Unexpectedly, he was abrupt, and he knew better that he might not be popular, so he carefully prepared a gift, hoping to more or less make his image in the other's heart more pleasing to the eye-it seems that it works.
He didn’t want to lose this hard-won opportunity to ask for help. He thought about it before continuing to explain:
I’m not afraid of your jokes. Don’t look at me in front of others. I went abroad for the first time. I should have gone back at the end of the conference, but I felt that since it was so difficult to come out and have such a rare opportunity, it would be better to simply... follow the big scene to record. After going back, it will be a bit of achievement. , Lest my father keep saying that I am not going to make progress, I am not promising..."
Lonnie spoke slowly and slowly, and his voice became softer and lighter. In the end, he was almost inaudible. There seemed to be some unspeakable timidity. Yuno, who was listening carefully beside him, also sighed. Although he is noble as the young patriarch of Asker, his situation is not like the young merchant from the South Island.
Since his elder brother had an accident, his father, who was hit hard, never allowed him to go out at will, and he wanted to lock him in the city waiting to inherit the family business. It's like this rock city conference. If it wasn't for the special identity of Brother Yunxuan as a cover, I'm afraid he would really be dragged back to Huadu...
The more the little doctor thought about it, the more he felt the same, and couldn’t help but persuade Lonnie:
I heard Leah say that several alchemists in the workshop have to cooperate in the war and are responsible for equipment maintenance. Since he is so careful, can he be included? What about the logistics team? He is a cultivator, and his physical strength is better than an average person, so he can count as a helper."
Rhea frowned slightly and glanced at the little doctor. She shook her head and refused: "Accompanying video recording is definitely not allowed. In terms of equipment, the military's regulations are also very strict... With all due respect, you have never been there. The Dark Swamp, I don’t know the countless dangers hidden there, so I rush to go there, I am afraid that there will be unpredictable accidents. For safety reasons, I am afraid that you are not suitable to participate in this operation. I hope you can understand.
Lonnie became even more depressed after hearing this, and grinned reluctantly: "Of course...I understand..."
Yuno wanted to persuade again, but opened his mouth but couldn't find a suitable reason. He had personally been to the black fog area of ​​the swamp, and the monsters that appeared and disappeared were enough trouble. In addition, the faceless man in the crypt that seemed to be able to manipulate people's hearts... really made people "undefeated".
Seeing that there was no turning point, Lonnie could only leaned his body to say goodbye, and was not disappointed when he left.
Rhea saw a hint of helplessness in her eyes. This aristocratic young master's desire to be motivated is understandable, but he is not a mercenary after all, and he has never experienced a desperate wave of beasts. It is too irrational to want to join the war with a surge of momentum.
She watched Lonnie leave, and after hearing the buzzing of the magic motor car, she turned her head to look at the thinking little doctor.
Yes, there is also a rebellious teenager who is bound by her parents... She knows the restless temperament of the little doctor, and definitely wants to continue participating in the encirclement and suppression operations. But she couldn't agree to such a request at all, so she asked straightforwardly: "When are you going to go back?"
Yuno was still regretful about Lonnie's affairs. He never thought that it was his turn. When she asked, his brows were frowned, and his mouth was silent.
Rhea didn't allow him to think about it, and directly picked her own position: "His Royal Highness Saron made an agreement with me before leaving that he must send you back after the conference... You are also close to home for a month, so it's time to go back and have a look. , Don’t worry about your mother..."
When she said this, she suddenly stopped, her eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, and she quickly converged back. She just smiled nonchalantly and patted Yuno on the shoulder for comfort, but before he could refute, she turned to go, and stopped after taking a few steps.
"By the way, I don't know if Leah has mentioned to you..." She waved her hand to appease the somewhat impatient girl at the round table, and then whispered to Yuno, "There is a teleportation stone to the bookstore underneath the workshop. If you feel bored these two days, you can go there to relax."
Transmission monument? When Yuno heard this, his frowning brows finally jumped back. There are so many complicated things these days, he really forgot to inquire about how to get to the library. Speaking of which, Brother Yunxuan and Jie Hai should also be in the bookstore, right? Perhaps, we should first ask them to see the situation. After all, he still doesn't know what happened in the ring that day...
Rhea saw that he was plunged into contemplation again, shook his head amused, and did not ask any more, and walked slowly towards the table.
The little doctor stood beside the door holding his huge colorful photo, and after posting it alone for quite a while, he was able to sort out his thoughts. Anyway, staying in Rock City won’t help. It’s better to go back to the bookstore. If you can meet Brother Yunxuan and the others, it’s best. Even if you haven’t, you can still meet someone you haven’t seen for a long time...
He was determined, and finally no longer entangled in the end whether to participate in the encirclement and suppression, calmly holding the wooden frame and walking into the crowd. But having said that, "Carlo" has only been built for three or four years. There will be a teleportation monument leading to the Song of Time, which is really strange...
He couldn't help but cast his eyes on the girl sitting on the innermost side. Leah still hasn't been relieved from the excitement of receiving the novel gift, with her little red face bulging, uncompromisingly arguing with everyone who has the best picture.
Yuno looked at the way she could not wait to stand on the table when she blushed anxiously, and couldn't help but laugh. Perhaps these lovely and reliable partners were the fundamental reason why he was reluctant to leave easily...
Leah noticed his gaze, and suddenly remembered that there was still a picture missing here, and kept waving her hand to greet him to go to the "comparison meeting". But when he got to the table, the girl just snatched the healing photo and commented enthusiastically, but instead put himself aside, it was really dumbfounding.
There was a lively atmosphere in the "Caro" workshop, but in a secret basement in the south of the city, the atmosphere was somewhat strange.
The light was not turned on in the stone room, only the projection screen covering a whole wall was constantly shining with vibrant light.
The picture is exactly the peak battle of Emmon duel to the spear warrior Maitel. The golden and red lights are intertwined and lit up, reflecting on the snow-white cheeks of the petite girl who is standing opposite the curtain wall.
Melunie hugged her favorite rabbit doll and looked obsessively at the brave red figure in front of her, as if she was immersed in some kind of reverie, and she couldn't bear to blink her eyelids. Although the sound was not turned on during the underground screening in order to avoid attracting attention, it did not affect the girl's integration into the hot atmosphere of the final day, and even allowed her to focus more on discovering something she wanted to see.
Behind the girl is a long plush sofa. The owner of the film during the screening, the Lord Marquis of West, is sitting on the farthest end from her, occasionally sipping the red wine in his hand, with embarrassment on his face. The color.
There was no sound in the room, until the recorded video was played and the screen turned to silvery white in the standby state, the old marquis coughed lightly and said without delay: "The things made by our Wester family will never come out. Mistake, Miss Meluni, can you rest assured now?"
"Oh, what you said is right. It's really rude!" The girl turned around with a smile, and bent over to apologize with a shy face. "It's all to blame for others. I heard that there was a downtime in the stadium. I'm so scared, I'm so sorry!"
She bowed decently, but she couldn't feel apologetic in her tone. Your Excellency Marquis was naturally still indifferent. But he didn't want to have a conflict with this female team leader who was never offended by her identity and background. He casually said a few words and wanted to leave after he got up.
His indifferent attitude obviously caused Melunie's displeasure. After hearing his goodbye, the girl didn't say a word. After a while, she put away her innocent disguise, and asked with a smile: "Your Excellency West, you and the Crono family are related by marriage, so you should know something... secret It's. We are not outsiders, but how do you feel that every time we deal with you, we look so good?"
The old Marquis was choked by her question, laughed a few times as a cover, and repeatedly denied, claiming to be absolutely unfamiliar.
The head of the female team knew that he was imaginary with the snake, but did not entangle him anymore. She kept the same smile and set up friendship with him: "I don't know when you plan to return to the South Island? Now the Rock City is crowded with tourists inside and outside, and the airport is just afraid I still can’t figure out the order. If you don’t dislike it, I might as well let me make arrangements for you first..."
"How embarrassing this is, it's too much trouble for you, then...please your Excellency, the sooner the better." Although the old marquis is very reluctant to deal with the female leader, but at this point, if you refuse, let the other party extremely Embarrassed, I could only answer with a smile.
The two made a few more polite sentences back and forth, and it seemed that the host and the guest had a good time, and finally they separated.
The heavy footsteps that the Marquis of West slowly left did not stop, and the stone room looked different and cold, with no vitality at all.
Melunie stood alone by the sofa, stroking the doll in her arms, lost in thought. There was still a weird smile on her vague cheeks in the dark, which looked exactly like the bunny on the face.
After a long time, she finally recovered, walked slowly to the huge projector in the corner, and turned on the play button again. Red light reappeared in this closed small room, and she stood silently beside the projector like this, staring intently at the tall warrior figure in the picture, seemingly fascinated.
Until the end of the show, she suddenly flicked the button again, freezing the screen for a moment. She rushed to the curtain eagerly, staring at the magnified figure in front of her, her eyes showing the same blood-red zeal and greed as in the movie.
"It's you, it's you..." She couldn't help muttering to herself, locking all her attention motionlessly on the injured right wrist of the Great Swordsman. The scorched gap burned by the energy rays was actually for no reason. The ground has grown back partly.
In the secluded stone room, only the girl's ghastly whispers reverberated, sometimes with a few smug chuckles. This laughter was like a switch, causing blood-red pupils to flash out of the thick black shadows around the corners, densely stacked on the wall.
The countless numb eyes are like scarlet rays of varying intensities, scorching on the stagnant screen, and can no longer be extinguished.