He still hasn't recovered from the shocking fact that he might be a member of the former Night's Watch, Wanderer Song, who has been taking on different guises and hiding around him during this journey.
He heard the sound of the lady's heels hitting the ground behind him.
"Young Master, are you awake?"
Looking at the 20th Cavalry, who was wearing a classic black and white maid dress, he saluted with a smile on his face under his amber gold eyes,
Fangran was speechless for a moment.
Although I had long heard the description about her from Ling, after experiencing this incident,
Only then did he truly realize how powerful the figure in front of him was.
Without her presence, the association might have succeeded long ago just because no one could contain the dead line.
Not to mention the huge crisis that hit London directly at the seventh node.
Different from the silent and cold extreme fatal feeling under the mask,
Her power is reflected in her exquisite ability structure, as if she can do anything, just like the mysterious elegance that always hangs on the corner of her mouth, which makes people feel impeccable and perfect.
Recalling the shocking reversal she achieved in the Colosseum to change London, and the moment she used the ether elf to construct the energy consciousness transmission that covered the entire scene at the last moment,
No one can be left out of this plan, even myself. Maybe she has some backup plan to solve the artificial numbering problem.
But the only thing that cannot be missing is her.
Thinking that he couldn't keep her even a hundred years ago, and now he probably would be beaten by her with one hand,
Facing Clotilde's title of "young master" like in a time scene,
Fangran felt that he couldn't bear it, so he tried to respond in a weak voice:
"Um...Your Excellency Clotilde, what do you want to see me for?"
And hearing him ask this, 'Sharon' pretended to be confused and smiled in amazement:
"Clotilde? Who is that?"
Fang Ran: "..."
You should look at yourself in the mirror!
Fangran was left speechless by her silly rhetorical question. Fangran stared at the tall and elegant figure in front of him, speechless and choked.
Thinking about the era when I met her in the time scene, the real age of the figure in front of me was at least one hundred and twenty years old, but even though she had become the top participant in the entire night battle world,
Not only her appearance, but her unpredictable personality is still exactly the same as it was a hundred years ago.
If I have to say it, it is even more difficult to find flaws than when I was younger than before.
And do you guys like role-playing so much...
Looking at 'Sharon' who was facing her silent gaze, still wearing an elegant, beautiful and smiling face, they looked at each other for two seconds.
He admits that he is no match for the defeated opponent.
Fangran looked at the way she seemed to be planning to carry out the role of 'head maid' to the end, so she felt a little difficult to speak and slowly spoke helplessly:
"So Sharon...Sharon, what can you do...?"
"about this,"
Hearing Fangran's response this time, especially seeing the awkward look on his face, the smile in his rich golden eyes became even brighter,
‘Sharon’ followed the attitude of reporting matters in the manor in the extra memory, and said with a smart smile:
"Young Master, here is an invitation from the Nightless Palace. Do you need me to help you arrange a meeting?"
This sentence pattern and tone are exactly the same as those in my memory. It obviously happened to me almost a month or two ago, but hearing it like this again always feels strange and strange.
And the most important thing is that Fangran was slightly startled when he heard the invitation from the Nightless Palace from 'Sharon':
"Why suddenly..."
"I think there is probably a wise Highness who has guessed that you, the young master, who has experienced this incident, may be a little uneasy and have questions now?"
It was obviously a rhetorical question with a speculative tone, but the words with a chuckle were almost like confirmation.
London Scene: On the ruined streets of the Financial City, Fangran looked at the smile on Sharon's face and couldn't believe that she could easily see through what he was thinking at the moment.
The wry smile was indeed that of Ling Qi, who was hailed as the peerless one. He was slightly silent, and Fangran pursed his lips.
"Then...I'm sorry to trouble you."
"No, I'm happy to do my job."
The etiquette was perfect, making people wonder how she, who was obviously from a noble family in that era, mastered these things. When she heard that Fangran chose to accept,
'Sharon' raised her hand with a chuckle, and the shimmer of silk thread weaved into a one-time arcane spell between her slender fingers.
Then Fangran saw a faint mark flashing on his hand, and at the same time heard her explanation:
"This is an 'invitation' that allows guests to visit the Nightless Palace even when they are taking a nap. I think it is a good opportunity to recuperate."
I sensed that this was probably a magical arcana that allowed people to spiritually manifest themselves somewhere, and I quietly sighed again that this 'Maid Maid' really could do anything.
Did you guess my uneasiness and doubts...
Then when Fangran was still thinking about her words,
‘Sharon’ suddenly appeared with a mysterious smile that seemed to be a well-intentioned reminder:
"But speaking of which, the lady didn't come out with us this time. She left her alone at home to sleep and ran out on her own..."
"Young master, aren't you worried that she will be angry when she wakes up?"
Click——
Then the moment he heard her words, the expression on Fangran's face that was still in trance instantly turned to stone.
And made a cracking sound.
She survived through crisis and despair, and things that she had forgotten about before were mentioned like this by her.
Fangran suddenly remembered the night when the mentor's base was attacked. After the Youye Mecha arrived, Ling left him a video message on the night network. She couldn't help but tremble with her hand holding Silver Broken Dragon Ya,
He looked at his head maid with wide eyes again, and felt that in that elegant and mysterious smile, there was actually a wicked desire to see interesting things.
"Hehehe...."
In response to Fangran's gaze this time, 'Sharon' chuckled directly:
"However, I believe that as long as you, young master, are willing to bow your head and admit your mistakes, Carlo... No, Miss, with her character, she will definitely forgive you,"
"perhaps."
Hey! You've already spilled the beans and you're still pretending!
And what the hell is that...
Some people can't imagine what will happen after Ling wakes up and learns what she has experienced during this time.
Fangran felt weak and looked at his head maid with some sadness and anger, feeling that she just wanted to laugh at him.
It seemed that she was very happy to see Fangran like this. 'Sharon' smiled even more beautifully.
Then her beautiful golden eyes sensed movement, and feedback came from the space teleportation array simulating the scene. She spoke lightly without changing her smile:
"Now that the invitation has been sent, and it seems that my friends have come back,"
He gently lifted up the maid's skirt with both hands and leaned over to signal her. Her smile was impeccable and her etiquette was elegant and perfect.
"Then I look forward to meeting you next time, my young master."
Listening to her words with a sweet smile, she didn't know how to face it until the end. With the arcane mark on the back of her hand, Fangran looked at 'Sharon'...
No, Clotilde's figure disappears,
It feels incredible to recall all the memories of meeting her in Milan a hundred years ago.
Then, after having a conversation with two powerful A-level superiors, I stood there in trance for a long time with my mind restless.
Fangran watched Gou Yu's figure appear from a distant street corner with a panicked girl.
"Senior! Senior!"
...
...
Opening her golden amber eyes again, the mysterious and complex arcane brilliance shines deep in her eyes, her skirt is rippling with smooth ripples, and she holds a gorgeous and huge arcane staff,
In the night sky of the simulated scene, Clotilde looked at the cold and ruthless dark female figure in front of her,
The tone of his voice was a chuckle, but there was no trace of a smile on his face.
"It's incredible. I didn't expect to be helped by 'you'. Ha, is it because you don't want to see the existence beyond yourself, or is it because there is some order stronger than you?"
The golden light in Clotilde's amber eyes was lowered, and she kept holding the arcane staff in her palm.
And directly ignored the words of the 20th Cavalry, as if he had no interest in paying attention.
The darkness expanded behind her, the door to the dark world opened, and 'she' turned around.
But before leaving, facing Clotilde, who was almost as powerful as the apex of the night battle world, 'she' also despised indifference and spoke coldly,
He left behind a sentence that only made people feel cold all over.
"Stop making assumptions, human."
Then return to your own world.
The key to Hermephis's problem at that time was that if he wanted to attract the seventh node into the simulation scene, just changing London was not enough.
It also needs to be enough to attract the artificially numbered 'bait'.
As for the bait that releases countless numbered monsters, the extremely huge dark world cannot be opened easily.
Watching 'her' figure disappear, the fingers holding the staff were loosened. In the association's plan to create an artificial number for the realm that humans have not yet reached,
Clotilde looked at the only factor that exceeded her expectations, and recalled the prompt that popped up in her system just now.