"That's right, that's right. After finally getting everything done, I really don't want to worry about those things anymore. It's rare that everyone is here. I want to talk about lighter topics,"
In the room overlooking the sea breeze, Albesiri slapped his hands and expressed that he did not want to discuss those troublesome issues. He turned to look at the old man with neat white hair next to him and chuckled:
"For example, I didn't expect you, mentor, to agree to such an invitation."
"Proper relaxation and rest are also an indispensable part of research."
Schmidt's voice was calm and his eyes were calm behind his monocle. Anyone who knew his mentor knew that this old man was always meticulous.
Compared with a sleepless scientific research machine, he is more like a rational superman who uses time efficiently and rationally.
For example, he is actually a regular customer of a small coffee bakery in Geneva and appears there regularly every week.
"Come again, come again. Although I say so, mentor, you must think that my junior brother has obtained the dark energy crystal and started the engine,"
"You have a certain responsibility for what happened this time. Just in case Her Highness Valline asks about it, someone needs to explain it."
Albesili teased with a smile on his face. As a tutor and student, he knew very well that Schmidt was the kind of person who wouldn't say anything as long as there was no problem.
You can roughly imagine Klim's mentality that he felt that he was not expected at all, and he said helplessly:
"Hey, mentor, you've never made any affirmations about him, right?"
"Hmph...baseless speculation."
Upon hearing such words, the instructor just snorted lightly and answered without any change in his voice or expression.
But I always felt that Albesili’s guess was right. Looking at his expression of ‘I am a roundworm in my mentor’s belly’, Pedro couldn’t help but chuckle and said:
"Your Excellency Albesiri and Your Excellency the Tutor have a really good relationship."
"Of course, after all, I was once the number one student who was speculated by countless researchers at the base as to whether he was the illegitimate son of my mentor."
Seeing Albesili flipping up his white hair, which was similar to Schmidt's, and speaking with a smile, he didn't expect to hear such revelations that fit the atmosphere of a tea party. The other Zero Riders present were all speechless for a moment.
Only Schmidt, who had become accustomed to his student's escapades, picked up the tea cup again with a still calm voice.
"It's just a boring rumor."
"Compared with that part of the matter, Your Excellency, mentor, after that Chinese boy finished talking to you,"
He has no interest in things in the field such as dark energy crystals and engines. Roja's eyes flashed as he recalled last night when everyone thought there was no turning around.
The silver-white steel mechanical dragon appeared out of thin air in the scene.
"What is that last one... exactly?"
"It doesn't look like a simple large weapon. Is that the newly born...seventh ultimate power?"
Mentioning the turning point in the outcome of this incident, even though he was not present, he was shocked when he saw the wreckage after arriving after the incident, and Yag asked formally and seriously.
"But...in the end, doesn't great power have to be based on human form...?"
Clausel also had questions. After learning that the man-made number in the scene had a figure of tens of thousands of meters that far exceeded the experimental subject they destroyed, she really didn't expect that it was solved without triggering further arrangements.
But in response to everyone's curious and probing glances, Schmidt did not answer. He just closed his eyes, lowered his head, hummed softly, and said calmly:
"It's just an immature and stable force with a very small probability. There are still many problems that need to be solved."
Although it was such an evaluation, this time even if they were not his students, several other people saw a slight curve in the corner of the tutor's mouth.
It was clear that this was Schmidt's behavior when he encountered something of strong interest, which made Albesiri even more curious about what it was.
"It is said that the remains of the mechanical dragon were recovered by the former night watchman, and the research materials that I was interested in slipped away from my eyes. Mentor, this is not your style."
"Nothing, just agreed to another interesting deal."
Listening to the former student's relentless questioning, Schmidt smiled softly.
"Teacher, the most disgusting thing is selling things like that."
Knowing that the situation seemed to be unspeakable, Albesiri regretted helplessly. Pedro turned away from the topic with a gentle smile and looked at the door in confusion:
"Speaking of which, Sir Sybril hasn't arrived yet?"
"From what she said, it seems that due to some circumstances, it will take some time for the mental projection to come back."
Regarding the youngest Zero Rider who saved members of the Royal Court during the national war and proved himself reliable in this incident, Bayer Deans explained with a gentle smile,
The vast sound of waves blew through the room along with the high-altitude wind, and Yag also asked next:
"Lord Clotilde hasn't arrived yet, has something happened?"
"The aftermath of the devastating blow to the Roman underground forces is a bit complicated. The lady is still dealing with it. Lord Clotilde should have gone to pick her up."
This time it was Clausel who answered, and when he heard her mention Le Guin's existence, Roja couldn't hide his strange tone and said:
"The one who was of the same era as her and the first person to follow His Highness?"
"About this, I am still a little bit incredulous until now."
Albesiri said that they could understand it. Although they already knew Le Guin's identity, it was still too unbelievable for a person from a century ago to suddenly wake up after a hundred years.
However, after recent events, they felt somewhat accepting.
There is no other reason. Whether it is on the ice sea, or during this national war, the decisive battle and the scene blockade, Le Guin's super-standard ability to interfere with magic energy, coupled with biological weapons, and his wisdom that is not inferior to combat power,
Everyone felt that she was similar to the three A-level figures to some extent.
"But what's surprising is that the lady is a serious and serious person. I thought that in the same era, Lord Clotilde would have the same unpredictable character."
Recalling his previous experience of meeting Le Guin, Albesiri sighed a little, and then casually told a rumor that no one knew.
"Speaking of which, I happened to hear recently that Your Excellency Clotilde used to occasionally pretend to be an ordinary person and perform magic on the street. He once even knocked the magician unconscious and pretended to perform on stage."
Thinking that the person at the forefront of the entire night battle could actually use such a magical arcane ability to do such a thing, he couldn't help but pick up the black tea.
"Obviously they are all elderly according to their status..."
"Who are you calling the elderly grandma?"
Then before he finished speaking, a mysterious and elegant female chuckle sounded behind him.
"cough!"
Albesiri nearly choked on his sip of black tea. In the tea party room facing the sky and ocean, all the Zero Riders looked at the position behind him.
You can see the dark blue skirt that is simple and light yet exquisite and gorgeous, and the two female figures with hollow gold patterns on the edges of the awe-inspiring white suits.
After a century, Clotilde and Le Guin stood together again and still got along well with each other.
No! I didn’t intend to talk about grandma!
Seeing Clotilde appear with a smile on her face at this time, rather than feeling her innate elegance and perfection at first sight, Albesiri came up with this idea more out of a daze of survival instincts.
,
But it's too late.
For women who care about age issues, the moment you discuss the topic, it is already too late.
Especially if she is single, older, beautiful, and better than you...
So after the other Zero Riders present greeted Clotilde and Le Guin, Albesiri helplessly wore a white afro that was shaped with arcane magic and would not be restored until the end of today's tea party.
He did not join in the chatter among the crowd for the time being, and sat with Le Guin at a separate table near the sky and sea view outside.
Clotilde painted lightly with her fingers, fine porcelain cups and saucers, silver tea sets, sugar bowls, three-tiered shelves filled with snacks, milk cups and bottles scalded with hot water, and colorful fruit plates floated out from the arcane light array.
.
"It's been so long since we last sat together like this without even realizing it,"
As long as you think about it for a moment, the memory of the last time will appear in front of you as if it was yesterday, but there is no falsehood in the middle, and a century of time is mixed in.
Looking at the figure that was still as majestic and beautiful as a white rose in front of her, Clotilde smiled with her golden eyes intertwined with slender fingers:
"I am already a grandmother at my current age."
A hundred years have passed, my hometown has changed, my motherland has changed, and the world I once knew so well has changed.
But thankfully, the figures engraved in the memory are still as frozen in time.
Seeing that she still had the same appearance and character, Le Guin's blue eyes were touched by her warm and gentle voice.
"You are still the same as before."
The sea breeze blowing up to the island in the sky is moist with water vapor. In the clear sky and sunshine during the afternoon tea, the two beautiful and moving figures beside the tea table are caressed.
"While you were sleeping, I regretted countless times. That night... I wish I had stopped you,"
There was a sense of ecstasy in the rare soft voice. Clotilde recalled the night forest near the border town. He failed to persuade Le Guin to rush towards the coquettish black shadow.
Over the course of a century, she didn't know how many times she felt sad about this.
"But I am very satisfied to be able to sit together and chat and drink tea like this again."
Just as he was about to speak after listening to her words, Le Guin saw her regain her elegant and mysterious smile, and her beautiful golden amber eyes blinked with a lively brilliance.
"Because it's a tea party we agreed on, so I'll say it again,"
"Welcome back, Alleria."
-When this incident is over, let’s hold a celebratory tea party-
Facing the friend who still remembered the promise made before the war a century later, Le Guin could only speak apologetically and gently, and the sea breeze blowing into the clear sky fixed their scene.
Chapter completed!