Chapter 42: The Banquet on the Merkava (2)
"Jump? No, no, no, you still don't understand the heart of a girl! β
"Huh? Do you blame me? Isn't it because Randy, you don't understand the mood of girls at all? Are you really popular with girls? Feel Waji and Youjun ......"
"Hey, hey, hey! Those two are exceptions! It's a bug! It can't be compared at all! β
Sure enough, as soon as he heard these two people, Randy exaggerated wah-wow yelled, and hurriedly interrupted Lloyd's words, this cute action made Lloyd can't help but laugh. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Randy, you've had such a flustered time."
"Well, it's better to say that there are more times when I'm flustered. It's you, who always have a bitter and hateful face. β
"Yes?"
Lloyd didn't know why, and subconsciously reached out and touched his cheek, as if he could confirm his expression.
"Yes! Some of them are very! β
Randy grinned and pinched Lloyd's cheek, tugging hard, completely distorting the serious expression into a ridiculous one.
"Hey, hahahaha, funny face!"
ββ¦β¦ Feed! β
After laughing for a while, Lloyd felt much more relaxed.
Sometimes, being stupid can really make people feel good, and the feeling of sweeping away their troubles - cool!
It's a pity that it would be nice if we could clean up the unpleasant elements in reality.
"Speaking of which, that's ......"
Lloyd pointed to the wine that Randy had brought, although he didn't understand it, but he had heard the name of it, it was a very famous spirit, which kind of wine was more expensive-probably ...... It's all said, Lloyd doesn't know how to drink.
However, even if he doesn't know how to drink, there is a little Lloyd who knows it.
That is, the bottle has been opened.
Because, in the glass bottle, less than a quarter of the amber liquid is cleansed. There can't be so few new wines, right?
And...... Is there a story?
Lloyd's clear eyes looked at Randy, and the other party had a "you can't help it" expression.
"This bottle of wine was stored with that person."
"That person?"
The person in Randy's mouth is Randy's original friend.
A friend who was older than Raeder.
It was the bartender in one of the towns that Randy frequented.
After Randy's training and missions, they will be resupplied here. Let's talk about it.
It was a boy who looked very similar to Lloyd, energetic, like an energetic puppy.
His dream is to have a store of his own.
However, during a confrontation with the Favonius Brigade, Randy took advantage of the place.
Originally, according to Randy's expectations, no one would be involved in this battle......
Unfortunately, that was just an assumption.
In the battle, this bland and incomparably real dream was crushed.
Randy suddenly felt terrible.
Which is more important, his dream of becoming a fighting god, or this child's dream of becoming a store manager? For themselves, these two dreams are exactly the same. Even, this child's dream is a little heavier.
Moreover, this child's dream was ruined so easily...... So, the dream of becoming a fighting god yourself...... Could it be such a fragile thing?
Randy is frustrated by this and runs away.
For the first time, he felt what it meant to kill.
It's not just that a person can't talk or laugh, but their dreams, everything about them, and the people around them will be affected.
That's, a terrible thing......
"I bought this bottle of wine with him. As a testimony of friendship, drink a little once in a while...... But since coming Cross Bell...... I can't drink it alone......"
Feeling so emotional, Randy uncorked it, and the strong smell of alcohol poured out of the bottle.
Randy poured a little into his cup and smiled:
"How? Just accompany me, do you want to come a little? β
"Then, I'd better be respectful."
Lloyd picked up the glass, and admittedly, he didn't like to drink, and the taste of alcohol didn't match his taste: it was too spicy. Second, alcohol can make people lose their minds, which is very fatal to the investigator.
But...... It's okay if it's an occasional day.
Thinking so, Lloyd raised his glass and watched as it was filled with a beautiful liquid.
"What a coincidence, exactly two glasses."
Randy looked at the completely empty bottle and couldn't help but sigh a little.
"Then Randy, in order to wish the battle a success, cheers."
"Yo! Cheers! β
The two cups clashed together, and the smiles of the two men met.
"Ahem, ahem...... It's spicy! Sure enough, it's a spirit! β
"Hahahaha, of course. Anyway, it's still too early for you! β
"Hmm...... Randy. β
"Huh?"
"When, let's pick a bottle of wine and save it. Of course, choose a more ordinary one. β
ββ¦β¦ Yo, no problem, partner! β
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Mireyu was a little distracted, propping her chin on one hand and fiddling with her own firearm with her free right hand.
It was a high-powered weapon provided by the Karuman Consortium, and it was naturally very troublesome to maintain.
It can be seen that she is absent-minded, on the one hand, because Randy is not around.
On the other hand......
"Ah~ Red skull, it's become very clean! Oh yes! β
Yes, this is the person.
looks at this little girl who is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and who is only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Shelley? Orlando.
If anyone is deceived by the smile on her face, it is the number one idiot.
This girl is definitely a trouble for the whole Semuria level!
It's a bloodthirsty beast with a great desire to attack!
That's a vicious criminal who defies all the rules of the law!
She's working with Mireyu in the rearmament room to maintain her gear, the bare skull.
It was a brutal weapon from the same manufacturer as Randy's Berserker, but in terms of performance, it was no worse than the weapons of the Carrumon Consortium. No, it should still be on it!
After all, the weapons of the Karuman consortium are "mass-produced versions that can be used by all."
The Red Constellation's weapon has been specially enhanced in the pursuit of power.
In one hand, Shelly held a rifle that was almost larger than her entire body, and the huge chainsaw hanging from the muzzle of the gun glowed with cruelty in the cold light of the airship.
She was like a Western sword swordsman, swishing and waving her spear, as if to confirm the feel. It's like ...... Demonstrating to Mireyu.
Mireyu really can't grasp Shelly's character: that naΓ―ve and cruel character.
"Hey, what's the matter, sister-in-law, don't you take good care of your weapons?"
After getting the weapon in hand, Xie Li immediately noticed that Mi Leiyu, who had come here with her, had basically not moved.
Mi Lei Yu came back to her senses, and her trance eyes were clearly focused on Xie Li's lovely appearance.
I have to say, blood is really a very delicate thing...... Shelly's biological father, Sigmunt? Orlando is obviously such a muscular man, but his daughter is so cute.
However, judging from the fierce fighting spirit in Xie Li's bones, blood really can't deceive people.
Looking at Cherry's cheeks stained with maintenance oil, Mireyu sighed, but still took out a handkerchief from her pocket, approached Cherry, and wiped her.
Really, there is no way to do anything about her, and if she does such a confused thing, she can't be left alone!
"Huh?"
Shelly was in a good mood and looked like she was enjoying it.
Obviously a damn violent criminal who can shoot innocent people without hesitation, but......
I'm soft-hearted.
Mireyu sighed in her heart. Every time like this, Mireyu would envy Noelle (once). It's the sergeant Noelle who is resolute and neat, if it were her, she would definitely be able to ignore her feelings and make the most formal choice!
"Hey, hey, my sister-in-law smells so good!"
In order to wipe Cherry's face, Mireyu had to lean in front of her, and her freshly washed soft blonde hair smelled of shampoo. Shelly sniffed hard twice, and with a cute smile, she rubbed Mireyu's cheek like a cat.
"Hey, don't you move?"
"Hey~ No, no, no!"
"Ahhh
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Like his own daughter, Sigmund was now taking care of his weapons - of course, he wasn't too bored to go aboard the Merkava. Unlike Shelly, a child who likes new things, Sigmund is past that age, and now he prefers to stay with his subordinates and on the battlefield rather than explore.
The giant's powerful right arm had been completely abolished during the battle with Arras.
Sigmund took his life, and Arras took Sigmunt's future as a warrior.
is really worthy of being old enemies, in terms of weight, the two took away each other, it is the same thing.
Holding down the great axe with his right hand, which was completely incapacitated, the broad left hand grasped a whetstone, and a string of sparks sparked on the cold blade of the battle axe, and the handle of the axe would break free of Sigmunt's right hand with great force.
I can barely move, but I ......
A warrior with a double axe will have a greatly reduced combat effectiveness if he only uses one hand. This is not Sigmunt's boast, his hands are intact, and he is definitely the most capable of fighting in the red constellation. But now, I'm afraid even Randy, a kid with a two-year gap, won't be able to win.
But......
"I don't regret it at all, Arras."
Unexpectedly, this berserker who has been fighting all his life will also show a remembrance and soft expression.
"As berserkers galloping through the battlefield, isn't what we want is a death that matches our identity...... I really envy my big brother...... You can meet the same opponent as the Chasseur King. I will continue to look for my place of death...... I don't know, is there anyone in Crossbell and the association who can kill me? β
A brutal smile tugged at Sigmunt's lips.
A life that was born as a warrior and lived to fight must also be brought to an end by defeat.
If Arras fails to do this, then he can only hope for others.
Shelly grows up, Randy is independent, and Reddell doesn't need to worry about it, and the red constellation is handed over to Shelly and Redder...... Oh, rest assured.
So......
The love of the children was swept away, and the strong man grabbed the battle axe with his left hand, and with a wave of the exhalation, the sharp air turned into a sharp wind, which could crush the enemy with this qi alone.
"Then, I can seriously search for my death." (To be continued.) )