Machine Lion Roar

That night.

　　 After inputting the final operating data into the computer, Lei Mingkai's work has come to an end.

　　 "K, thanks for your hard work!" When Cecil, holding a pile of documents, walked from the side, he found Lei Mingkai standing up from his seat.

　　 "No. This is what I should do." Lei Mingkai shook his head, not caring that it was 11 o'clock in the evening.

"Yes! After all, Lancelot is the first machine to use the MSV laser vibrating sword. Only K knows its performance. So, I can only ask you." Lloyd shook his hands in his pockets. Staggered to Lei Mingkai's side, looking down at the data displayed on the computer screen.

　　 "Hmm. The result is still good! MSV configuration for Lancelot is really a great choice."

　　 Lloyd was very satisfied with the actual combat data obtained when Lancelot used MSV in the previous pureblood infighting. After looking around, Lloyd's gaze slowly turned, and finally fell on Lei Mingkai.

　　 Moreover, a playful light appeared in Lloyd's eyes.

　　 "I said, K, do you think your recent peach blossom luck is a bit strong? First, the beautiful female knight, and then the noble Royal Majesty. Tsk tsk~ this luck is really enviable!"

　　 Lei Mingkai shook his head.

　　 "It's just a coincidence. There is no need to be so true. Lloyd."

　　 "No, no, no. I'm not honest."

Seeing Lei Mingkai's denial, Lloyd waved his hand again and again, stepped back, grabbed Cecil who was about to put the documents on the table, and forced Cecil to stand on the edge of the table. Cecil put out a cavalier's salute, and said with a serious look:

　　 "Your Royal Highness, please allow me to refuse!"

　　 "Lloyd! What are you fooling around?!" With such a sudden attack by Lloyd, Cecil quickly turned his body sideways, raised his hand, and threw the file on Lloyd.

　　 Lei Mingkai saw this and shook his head helplessly.

　　 He naturally knew that Lloyd had just made such an act just to reproduce the scene in which he had been fighting in the pure-blood sect, and he ruthlessly rejected the invitation from the Third Queen.

　　 "Hehe. Although I was surprised when I saw K you rejected the Third Queen. But after coming back, I figured it out again."

　　 Lloyd dodges the file attack of Cecil agilely, took a few steps, stood beside Lei Mingkai, and continued with that playful smile:

　　 "Our knight K, I’m afraid I don’t want to be involved in those troublesome things at this time! That’s why I ruthlessly rejected the invitation of the Third Queen."

　　 "Huh? That's why?" Saihir, who looked at the documents scattered all over the floor in distress, looked at Lei Mingkai in surprise when he heard Lloyd's words.

　　 Lei Mingkai was silent for a while, and nodded slowly.

　　 "Perhaps! But this is not the main reason. Lloyd, we, what kind of person our Emperor of Britannia is, you should understand?"

　　 The smile on Lloyd's face suddenly disappeared, and he looked at Lei Mingkai calmly.

　　 "Really? Then what?"

　　 Lei Mingkai shook his head gently.

　　 "This world is not the world expected by the third emperor. The world expected by the emperor can only and can only exist in fantasy."

　　 Lei Mingkai slowed down, and said in a deep voice, "The world is cruel!"

at the same time.

　　 In the governor's palace, two women with very similar faces, about ten years old, are sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her smooth and beautiful long hair.

　　 The older woman holds a hair comb and gently combs the beautiful long pink hair of the younger woman, and she is indulgent in every move.

　　 "Yufie, it seems that we haven't seen each other for a while, right?" The older woman's face showed a look of nostalgia. The time for combing long hair for my sister like this is the closest one to the present, which is already a year ago.

　　 In this year, in order to lay down the territory of the Britanian Empire and set up one digital colony after another, she has been away from her country and her sister for a full year.

　　 "Well. Sister Emperor, you haven't combed Yuffi's hair for a long time?" Yuphemia sat elegantly in front of the dressing table, looked at the reflection of Emperor Sister Cornelia in the mirror, and smiled slightly.

　　 On her face, there was the same nostalgic look as Cornelia.

"Yes! It's just a year. Even in the middle, we have had video communications, but I still think time flies really fast. Yuffi, today you should be 16 years old!" Conelia held The comb was gently brushed through Euphemia's hair.

　　 Euphemia was taken aback, looking at Cornelia's reflection in the mirror with some unknown reason.

　　 "Emperor sister. What are you talking about? I am indeed 16 years old this year."

　　 Seeing the small nervousness that emerged on Euphemia's face, Cornelia smiled dozingly, stopped combing her hair, and placed the comb on the dressing table.

　　 Then, Cornelia stood beside Yufimia, raised her hand and gently stroked Yufimia's face, and said softly:

　　 "Yes! Yuffi has reached the age to choose a knight!"

　　 Euphemia looked at her sister in surprise. She never expected that Cornelia would raise the issue of the Cavaliers at this time.

　　 "The emperor, the emperor sister. What are you talking about? I don't need any knights now! Besides, the emperor sister, did you not choose a knight?"

"hehe."

　　 Cornelia looked at Euphemia, who became flustered, and suddenly became happy.

　　 "Yufie. Do I still need a knight? Do you know how the enemy calls me?"

　　 "Witch?" Euphemia shook her head and resolutely denied: "No, the emperor is not a witch!"

　　 Cornelia smiled softly, and raised his hand to stroke Euphemia's cheek.

"Yupe. It's okay. This is just what the loser calls me. That's fine. If you can use a title to make those incompetent people willing to accept the rule of our Britanian Empire, then more. A few titles, I am also happy to accept them."

　　 "Yes, but!"

　　 Euphemia just wanted to refute, but Cornelia stretched out her finger and pressed it to her lips.

　　 "Okay! Now, we are going to discuss the ownership of the knight of the Third Queen of the Britanian Empire. About me, I can talk about it later."

　　 Euphemia moved her lips and fell silent.

　　 Cornelia, who has always been very fond of Euphemia since childhood, knew that Euphemia was thinking about her at this time, and she didn't take her words to heart.

　　And the reason, Cornelia is also clear.

　　 Cornelia took a step forward, hugged Yufimia from behind, and asked softly against her side face:

　　 "Yufie, are you still thinking about that dream?"

"dream?"

　　 Euphemia suddenly lit up, but quickly dimmed.

　　 After a moment of silence, Yufimia shook her head slightly and said firmly: "No, Sister Huang. That's not a dream."

　　 "Not a dream, isn't it?"

　　 Cornelia looked at the stubbornness on Euphemia’s face and sighed to tell her what she knew.

　　 "Yufie, since I heard you talk about the dream, I have sent people to the place you said to investigate. Here, there hasn't been any huge white lion, nor has there been any terrorist attack."

　　 While talking, Cornelia looked up at Euphemia’s reflection in the mirror, and continued undeniably:

　　 "And you did not leave the palace on a whim and go to the countryside on a whim. From beginning to end, you stay in the palace and receive the etiquette teachings from the Countess Selena."

　　 Listening to her sister's words, Yufimia shook her head and insisted on her thoughts unswervingly.

　　 "No, Sister Huang. That's true. The white lion exists, and..."

　　 "Furthermore, UU reading www.uukanshu.com lion knights also exist. Right? You Fei, you have been insisting on this statement for more than two years."

　　 From the reflection in the mirror, Euphemia saw the irresistible look in the eyes of her sister Cornelia.

Unwilling to accept the so-called knight’s arrangement, Yufimia shook her hands, suddenly made up her mind, raised her hand to open the drawer of the dressing table, and took out one that was about the size of a palm, two of which reflected the bright light. Ruby as a golden lion head medal with eyes.

　　 "Emperor Sister. This is what was left in my arms at the time. Therefore, the white lion exists! The lion knight who rescued me from the terrorist attack is definitely real!"

　　 There is undeniable determination in Euphemia's voice.

　　 Her voice firmly announced to her sister Cornelia:

　　 "I believe! It is precisely because of the existence of this red-eye golden lion head medal that I have the opportunity to meet the Lion Knight again!"

　　 Cornelia looked at the red-eye golden lion head medal held by Euphemia in her palm in surprise.

　　 As a close sibling, she discovered for the first time that Euphemia would have a day to hide from her.

　　 "Yufie, are you serious? This is not a fairy tale world!"

　　 Cornelia looked at the red-eye gold lion head medal, and stared at Euphemia's eyes for a long time.

　　 "Yes! Sister Emperor! If I have to choose my knight, then, in this world, there is only one person who can become my knight!"

　　 The voice of Her Royal Highness the Third Empress is so firm, so unwilling to refuse.

　　 "Because, two years ago, my life was saved by the lion knight from terrorists!"