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No. 101)

"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 fanned 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.

Rather than 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."

Albesiri 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. 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 and 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 Mentor 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."

Watching Albesili lift his white hair, which was similar to Schmidt's, he smiled and said,

I didn't expect to hear such revelations that fit the atmosphere of a tea party. The other Zero Riders present were 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, Sir, after that Chinese boy finished talking to you,"

Having 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?"

Speaking of 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 with a formal and serious expression.

"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 and lowered his head, humming 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, 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 he was interested in slipped away from his eyes. Mentor, this is not your style."

"Nothing, just agreed to another interesting deal."

Listening to the former student's persistent and curious questions, Schmidt smiled softly.

"Teacher, the most disgusting thing is being a sleazy person."

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:

"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:

"The one who was of the same era as her and the first person to follow His Highness?"

“I’m still a little bit incredulous about this 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 the national war, decisive battle and 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 at the same time, 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 out the magician 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 edge of the awe-inspiring white suit.

After a century, Clotilde and Le Guin were still harmonious with each other when they stood together again.

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 out of confusion more out of survival instinct. ,

But it's too late.

For women who care about age issues, the moment you discuss the topic, it’s 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 before 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, and fine porcelain cups and saucers, silver tea sets, sugar bowls, three-tier 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 I think about it for a moment, the memory of the last time will appear in front of my eyes 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 grandma at my 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 fortunately, the figures engraved in the memory are still frozen in time.

Seeing that she still had the same appearance and personality, Le Guin's blue eyes were touched by the softness of her warm 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 it 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 seductive black shadow.

Over the course of a century, she didn't know how many times she had been sad about this.

"But I'm 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 the 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 his 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.

"Sorry, I'm late, Vita."

[In fact, if you follow the standard card of 2,000 words, although you can’t update twice a day, there will be no problem at all if you pay off the debt. It’s just that I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I feel uncomfortable if the plot is incomplete]

And tomorrow is Sunday, you know what I mean

(However, acquaintances from college are actually here, and they are planning to go out for a walk. Since Chengdu and my home are a big city, I won’t tell you where we will go shopping tomorrow to avoid the possibility of being arrested on the street.)