Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Gathering of Heroes

Agaté did not stay long in the Empire.

He was a guerrilla who had been granted a regular entry permit, and he was also Tida's guardian, and the ins and outs of this incident were not complicated, and Claire and Michael interrogated him a little, and left a written confession and did not embarrass him again.

Agaté Gray is resolute, not the kind of person who can live idlely, and the atmosphere in the empire for guerrillas is not very good, he would rather choose to eat more hard work and return to Liber today.

At least you can talk freely there, and you don't have to worry about being spied on when you communicate with friends in the association - you know that such a big thing has happened, and you have appeared in such a sensitive area, even if you don't know the means, you will secretly strengthen surveillance.

No matter what their personality is, A-level guerrillas are human spirits, and they have long formed an instinct to do what is best for them.

When I returned to my hometown of Ravennu, it was already dusk.

After returning to the cabin near the hillside for a long time, Agaté inevitably felt a little emotional, and he had not returned for a long time.

In the past, because he couldn't get out of the shadow of his sister who died in the "Hundred Wars", he didn't want to see things and think about people, touched the scene, and deliberately paralyzed himself in various ways.

After coming out, the guerrilla level also increased, and the work became busier and busier. There was another little attendant Tida, who was always staring at this and that, and unconsciously forgot to go back to this home where there was no one else but him.

I casually cleaned up the dust in the house, sat on the side for a while, and stared at my sister's photo for a while.

This iron-blooded tough guy in the eyes of outsiders, the irascible old brother, gently holds the pendant in front of him.

It was a gift from his sister when she was alive, and it was his most precious thing.

"Misha, I'm doing well, don't worry about ......"

When a person is alone, the sense of time can be extreme, either passing slowly or quickly.

Agaté belonged to the former in the past, and is the latter now.

If you don't pay attention, it's already completely dark.

What made him realize this was the empty stomach that began to protest because of the emptiness.

Using such a large heavy sword, the physical exertion is much greater than that of ordinary people, and the need for food is of course also.

Looking at the sky, and looking at the kitchen that the family hadn't used for an unknown amount of time, Agaté decided to go to the village inn to settle dinner.

Ravennu is a border village, the scale is not large, and the changes over the years have not been great, and you can go where you want to go with your eyes closed.

What's more, there is also the smell of food as a guide - after his sister died, he rarely went into the kitchen to cook, and usually dealt with two mouthfuls casually.

Here, it is to go to a hotel very close to home to solve it, which is also a taste of home.

For a prodigal son who broke into the home, the taste of hometown is always nostalgic.

No matter how many delicacies you have eaten outside, it is not as good as a familiar side dish, and a bowl of soup makes people feel warm.

Of course, in addition to the taste of home, Agaté can also feel the warmth from Tida's food - however, now that Tida is studying in the Empire, there is no one to cook for him for the time being.

Although Tida is willing to cook wherever she wants to eat, when Hamel and Tida meet, she attracts the attention of a large number of students and is uncomfortable.

If he really wants to do this, maybe there will be some kind of rumors, which will be detrimental to Tida's campus life, Agaté will never do this kind of thing, and he is in a hurry to return to Liber with this consideration.

Familiar with the way into the hotel.

It's still a familiar sight, a familiar taste, a familiar character - wait a minute, the familiar people are a little too much.

As soon as he pushed open the door and took two steps, Agaté saw someone calling his name.

Look up, good guys, all acquaintances.

Not one or two, but six of them, the largest table sat around the back of the inn.

Sitting on the throne was a middle-aged man, aged between forty and fifty.

The hair is neatly combed, shiny and shiny, and the pen looks like it is waxed.

A white shirt and a crimson vest may look fancy on ordinary people, but it looks very charming on him, this is a very charming and handsome uncle.

The most impressive thing is that the uncle has "four eyebrows", two above the eyes and two above the lips - the two well-trimmed mustaches look exactly like the eyebrows, which is the most distinctive feature of the uncle.

To the right of the uncle sat a young man and a woman.

The girl has the same brown hair as the uncle, and there are five or six points of resemblance between the eyebrows—of course, there are no extra two eyebrows, but the girl has two ponytails, which are much stronger than the uncle in number and length.

The appearance is not particularly beautiful, but it is full of health and vitality, with a red sportswear, reminiscent of the sun in the morning at seven or eight o'clock, shining warmly on people.

The boy's style is somewhat similar to that of Lai En who had just separated, and he also has black hair, but his hair color is slightly lighter than Lane's, which is not pure black. The eyes are a relatively rare amber color, like a pair of gemstones.

This is a typical quiet and beautiful man. It's really beautiful, obviously a man, but it's much more beautiful than the girl on the side, if it weren't for the tight clothes, you can see the obvious male characteristics, at least half of the people will treat him as a woman.

On the uncle's left are also two men and women, older than the one on the right.

The woman is okay, just one or two years older, and the man has already entered the ranks of middle-aged people, but he has not been in for a long time, and he can't be called an uncle.

Short blonde hair, the hairstyle is different from the uncle's, a little close to the back, but it is the same pen, and there is no less wax.

The appearance can be called handsome, the sitting posture is upright, and the expression is serious, at a glance, you can know that this is a serious person, and the uncle who is always smiling is not a style.

Female is another style.

Short flaxen hair with a headband with a big bow, and a pair of big eyes flickering. Obviously she was in her twenties, she was wearing smart red leather armor, and she still had a knife in her hand, but she was forced to be pressed by her humble appearance.

One has to admit that there are always people in this world who can ignore age - there is Tita Instructor Tova Herschel at the Second Branch of Tolz, and she is her in Liber.

The last one sat opposite the uncle, relatively to the right, and the seat on the left should be convenient for the waiter to serve.

This is the youngest, the only underage girl, and the pinnacle of beauty among everyone.

The short purple ear-length hair, the purple eyes, the shape that has developed but not fully opened, are all exquisite, just like the goddess pinched out of amethyst.

Her face looked so pure, but there was a hint of cunning in her eyes, and the qualities of angels and demons were perfectly blended in her.

But compared to their appearance, what is even more shocking is their share.

Liber's Supreme Military Governor, Cassius Bright.

Former Major of the Liber King ** Newspaper Bureau, current investigation firm Ramp; A President Aran Richard.

Cassius's two children, B-class guerrillas Estelle Bright and Joshua Bright, plus the newest member of the Bright family, Liber's number one genius, Ling Bright, has three PhDs.

and Nilath Elfeld, also a B-class guerrilla.

Either Liber's pillars or the backbone, all of them have made a big contribution to Liber's mutation, and together they are enough to shake the country.

ps:Tova is forever a legitimate Lori.,Our cute master is actually a good material.,But the cute master's cuteness has overwhelmed everything.,Is anyone unconvinced? Stand up? Ask the Sword Immortal if he agrees?

ps2: It's not strange that the Moe Lord and Richard sit together, Richard fought with the Moe Lord in the 3rd, and instead of Cassius pointed out her waning moon - you can see the difference in treatment, Cassius said to the Moe Lord I don't need a knife anymore, and turned his head to Rie for the first time in twenty years to hold a knife and teach the mysteries.

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