Arcus communication cannot be opened. In this case, either the callee is located in a location with limited communication, or is in a place that is not covered by the guidance network.
Ling dialed another number and used the VIP line to contact the IBC front desk.
"Hello, this is Crossbell International Bank. Good evening, Director Astley, is there anything we can do for you?"
The caller ID system is the latest masterpiece of the Epstein Consortium, and it seems that Tio is also involved. Ling's dedicated line has been recorded in IBC, so the operator will know who is calling just by looking at the caller ID.
"Is Miss Maria Bell here?"
"I'm very sorry, the sales manager left Crossbell City early..."
From the person on duty at night, Ling learned that Maria Bell went to Orade Autonomous Prefecture to discuss business with Dita by airship in the afternoon, and it would take about three days, that is, next Monday, to return to Crossbell.
She sighed, closed the flap of arcus, and turned her gaze back to the little girl she was holding in her arms.
Holding this super boss who was 132 miles long and only 10 miles shorter than herself, Ling felt very complicated.
On the surface, she looks defenseless, but she has no intention of becoming an enemy. In fact, she has the urge to protect her no matter what. Even Ling, whose mental strength is dozens of times stronger than that of ordinary people,
This is the reaction of everyone, let alone other people.
In the plot that Ling knows, there is no mention of how Miko woke up. After completing it, she spent five hundred years without waking up, but suddenly woke up in front of Lloyd Bannings?
What's more, if it comes to the memory fragments that were suddenly instilled into his mind just now, if those are true... the choice of when to wake up is in the hands of "Qiya" and has nothing to do with anyone else. It has nothing to do with Yoyasi.
It has nothing to do with Mjunta, and it has nothing to do with Maria Belcorois.
As a user of true wisdom, Ling cannot harm Miko, who is the source of true wisdom. Strictly speaking, she cannot even have the thought of being an enemy. She is naturally on Miko's side, and she herself is aware of this.
Before Maria Bell comes back, let's find a place to put her physical body. With this thought in mind, Ling used the transfer device to return to Rozenberk's workshop and put Chia into a secret room.
She didn't tell Yorugu or Tio. Ling didn't want them to be too involved in this thousand-year long cherished wish. As for herself... Ever since she heard Miko's voice at the Sun Fortress five years ago, she knew that it would be difficult for her to stay out of it.
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After six years of hard training and more than 2,000 days and nights, he finally acquired an impressive force, but it was so pale and powerless in front of a higher level of power.
It's like seeing the leader of the alliance for the first time, like seeing the outside world for the first time. You can understand without thinking that it is a "different" existence.
You will feel a little discouraged. If you were unaware, you would not have such heavy thoughts, but now that you know it, it is difficult to turn a blind eye.
Ling changed Qiya's pajamas and covered her with a quilt, when she suddenly saw her fingertips trembling.
Is it an illusion? After careful inspection, Qia was still motionless. Although the skin touch was very similar to that of humans, there was no heartbeat or breathing, and the body temperature was still 37c... Hey, wait, this child had a body temperature just now.
?
Ling took a deep breath and confirmed that there was a slight confusion in her memory. She took several deep breaths before she calmed down again.
I can't tell which side is the original world. When things change, I can barely hold on to the original memory, but I am the one who can't adapt to the changes. The world is different from the world in memory, and the world in cognition is different.
, it’s almost like a scary ghost story.
The changing reality...the changing world...For Ling, it has been a long, long time since she felt like the world was all an illusion.
Ling remembered an ancient myth that remained in the memory of her previous life.
A goddess made a wish to "know" what kind of existence the god beyond the gods was who gave her birth to this world. However, the goddess's desire to "know" about the gods beyond the gods and the truth beyond the truth had a profound impact on the world.
For her immature mind, this seemed to be too much to ask for. As a result, her passion for "knowledge" triggered a major incident.
It was just an accident. No, perhaps it should be said to be inevitable. The cause was just a trivial matter. But this trivial cause... the goddess's passion for "knowledge"... actually caused the "world" that did not originally exist.
the birth of things.
99% of human perception is usually cut off. Human beings are actually more stupid than we think.
She somewhat recalled that this was the so-called "nothingness". This was the "self" that she once thought had disappeared.
Staggering out of the secret room where Qia was housed, Ling went to the dressing room and poured a basin of cold water on her head to wake herself up a little.
"I'm not that fragile." Ling said to herself in the mirror, "This body is already mine, and I have no intention of giving it back to you."
Even if she didn't regain her confidence, looking at her faint smile in the mirror, she at least knew that she could still pretend to be brave.
This is enough.
Fifteen minutes later, I took off my wet clothes, put on a new dress, and returned from the Rozenbelk workshop to the Speaker's residence in Michram.
The time was just right for a formal auction, but Ling had no interest in the exhibits on the stage at all.
After saying to Jingge sitting next to her, "If you are interested in anything, just bid and the master will pay the bill." Ling entered a state of wandering mind. Jingge's attention was attracted by the auction she participated in for the first time.
Didn't notice anything unusual about the people around me.
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"Master, the dinner party is over."
"Oh. It's already this time. So that's it for today. I'll take you to the second place tomorrow night."
"Well, I'm so happy today!"
After saying hello to Valut and Kirika, Ling accompanied Jingge and left the speaker's residence.
Mixiulam's cruise ship was still open at this time, and she was simply escorting the child home. Jingge was still chattering excitedly, and the large and small bags in her hands did not affect her enthusiasm at all.
In contrast, Ling acted perfunctory instinctively, but Jingge didn't seem to notice anything unusual.
At the exchange shop in the old city, after returning Jingge to Ashuli, Ling walked slowly on the street alone.
When she feels irritable, taking a walk always calms her down.
"It's not like you to sigh, Ling." Ling said to herself, but simple words could not resolve her confusion about the unknown future.
It seemed that it would take some time to sort out her thoughts. Ling thought that she might go to the Hermit's Courtyard and have a chat with Celesto. Maybe she could give herself some useful advice.