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"But what's surprising is that the lady is a serious and serious person. I thought that at the same time, Lord Clotilde would have the same unpredictable character."
Recalling his previous experience of meeting Le Guin, Albesiri sighed,
Then he casually told rumors that no one knew about,
"Speaking of which, I happened to hear recently that Lord 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!"
Al Besiri nearly choked on a sip of black tea. In the tea party room facing the sky and ocean,
All Zero Cavalry figures 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, compared to the first time I felt her innate elegance and perfection,
Albesiri came up with this idea out of confusion and survival instinct.
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 had no choice but to use arcane magic to shape one of them.
The white afro that won’t come back until today’s tea party is over.
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 lightly painted 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.
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"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 awe-inspiring and beautiful figure in front of her, who was still as majestic and beautiful as a white rose, 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 voluptuous 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,
The sea breeze blowing into the clear sky freezes their scene.