The girl saw clearly what the man who saved her looked like:
He was wearing a well-tailored blood-colored robe, with a handsome face and a calm gaze shining in his deep eyes.
Immediately afterwards,
The perspective in front of her eyes changed,
He also suddenly came to a room that looked like a safe room.
This is a room with simple but elegant decoration, soft lighting shining in every corner, although there is still no furniture.
But when she saw Su Wen and Miss Joyce sitting in the corner of the room holding milk tea in one hand and smiling hello to her with the other hand,
The fugitive girl suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of security.
She is too tired,
Too scared too.
At the same time, Su Wen calmly and cautiously locked the window through which he jumped in, and then closed the curtains again after searching.
And with the windows closed,
The noise and danger outside seemed to be temporarily isolated in another world.
At this moment, even though Triss's heart was still beating violently, the fear and despair in her heart had gradually been replaced by a sense of security and gratitude.
She looked up at the scholar beside her, her eyes full of gratitude and admiration.
"thank you,"
Triss's voice trembled slightly, but was full of sincerity,
"Without you, I'm afraid..."
But Su Wen just waved his hand calmly,
He took out the tea he had brewed, poured a cup and handed it to the girl, motioning her to sit on a stool nearby:
"Warm yourself first.
Then,
Tell me about it:
Why would a first-level transcendent come here?"
Triss subconsciously shrank into her clothes and nodded, but Joyce, who was not far away from her, spoke to the fugitive girl with great concern:
"It's better to change your clothes first.
Mr. Kevin really doesn’t understand girls, so just wear the clothes I’m wearing.”
She prepared to take off her clothes very naturally and then handed them to Triss.
obviously,
Even though Miss Miner looks like I understand her very well, her behavior is still a bit too natural.
Su Wen also stopped this behavior in time. He shrugged with a helpless expression:
"You, take it back quickly,
I still have plenty of clothes here."
The handsome scholar waved his hand, and while completing the [storage box operation], a blood-red dress lay on the bare stone bed beside him.
No surprise,
The clothes he took out were still the standard dress of the cultists of the Blood Moon Sect.
Although the meaning of this dress is a bit twisted,
But for the girl, having clean clothes in such a hell is unimaginably lucky. She has no room for choice or complaint.
Although Triss is a little overprotected, she is not a squeamish girl.
So she changed her clothes when Su Wen turned around.
Subsequently,
The fugitive girl bowed to him and Joyce more seriously, and then continued, but there was a hint of choking in her words:
"thank you all,
I really, really don’t know what to say.”
On the girl's face, a string of crystal tears slipped quietly,
But Triss did not continue to cry. She just wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and then said word by word:
"I'm from St. Huyfar."
instantly,
When Su Wen heard this shocking name, he subconsciously took off his black-rimmed glasses:
"Holy mourning,
Hasn't it already fallen?
Are you a supporter sent by Laurenzril?"
Hearing that the handsome and calm scholar in front of him had also heard of this tragedy that had happened not long ago.
The girl felt more at ease, and she whispered:
"I escaped from the academy,
gentlemen,
Are you also from Laurenzril?"
"No,
I'm just an ordinary night watchman."
He paused, and while gathering his thoughts, he added calmly,
"As for the name,
Most people who know me would call me:
Rhine."
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Kliman 1 surface,
This huge heavy industry template city is like a forgotten giant ship in the long river of time, quietly moored in a corner of the Milky Way, its figure even more vicissitudes and loneliness under the curtain of night.
now,
The outline of the city is outlined by countless huge gears,
They seemed to be the remains of ancient mechanical gods, rotating slowly under the starlight, emitting a low and long roar.
It was the most primitive hymn of the industrial age and a whisper of endless exploration in the future.
The intricate pipelines are like the blood of this city, winding between high-rise buildings.
They are bright or dark, carrying the flow of life energy and information.
These pipes are not only the arteries of the city's operation, but also witnesses of scientific and technological progress. What flows inside them may be high-temperature and high-pressure steam or high-purity energy liquid. Each flow marks the city's return to the unknown world.
A conquest.
But at this moment,
With the operation of the high-purity steam energy source, the reactor made a loud "stinging" gas release sound.
An unstable crimson border gate was also quietly opened.
Immediately afterwards,
A man in a blood-red robe slowly walked out of the border gate.
at the same time,
In the large conference room of the Blood Moon Sect,
Forenza Morgan is having a heated discussion with the commander of the Antonio Alliance:
"Just now you talked about the cost of equipping Laurenz Riel's clone.
How dare you owe so much money for this operation.
interesting,
[Fardalen Arms] are probably all happy now.
First, [Legendary Night Watch: Rhine] suffered a heavy blow to Les Unton in Detroit during the Night of Fire.
They were forced to give up nearly 40% of the market share in Michigan,
Coupled with the huge leverage you lunatics have, I'm afraid that the Faldalen Armed Forces are already on the verge of becoming the next South American Les Angtons.
But when you have this sky-high amount of arrears, how dare you ask JP Morgan to increase your bet?!!"
"Why don't you dare!"
The commander with the scar showed an extremely bloody and terrifying smile:
"Just like you
We are not even afraid of death,
Besides, you definitely don’t know that you got this loan to equip the weapons and equipment for the clones.
What exactly did we pledge to Faldalen Arms?
Forenza,
You’ll never imagine it!”
That's right, anyone who dares to trade with cultists will definitely be profitable.
"But if it's a bad check,
That's a scam that no Wall Street fox would believe."
Ferenza Morgan doesn't need to know what they traded, he just wants to know what he can get!
only,
at this very moment,
Everyone seemed to hear the sound of the huge unstable border gate opening.