Away from the hustle and bustle of the city of Tokyo, let's not talk about the follow-up of the private jet that took off at midnight, let's zoom out and look elsewhere in the world, which is eight time zones away from Tokyo that has just finished a night scene.

Rome, Italy.

It's still a beautiful sunset.

Unlike Tokyo, where the city is full of modern, bright white high-rise buildings and bustling streets, Rome has a retro landscape with antique yellow roofs and brick walls, and from the top you will feel the city's historical atmosphere revealed from the monuments, churches, and museums of ancient Rome and the Renaissance.

There are a lot of places of interest in the city, but because of this, the city's modernization efforts have been quite difficult when encountering these heritages, the underground subway is fine, but the bus route on the ground is really evil, it should be on the opposite side of the reverse stop sign, you may need the guidance of three locals in a row to find it in a place several blocks away, and maybe cross a river in between.

There is also a city that has little to do with the good and evil of the people in his local area, so as a world-famous tourist destination, this city actually has a lot of thieves and pickpockets.

Okay, as for the rest of the details, I'll leave it to next time, but it also needs to be explained that the smallest and least populous country in the world,

The Vatican is here.

Rome train station, platform.

The timetable on the big screen scrolls down to the sound of the station announcement, and all kinds of people on the platform pull trolley suitcases towards the incoming trains, most of them tourists from Italy, dressed in all kinds of beautiful costumes to enjoy their time.

The slow sound of boots and heels sounded at the steps of the platform entrance, and a distinctive figure walked out of the crowd, as if out of touch with the surrounding environment.

She looked to be in her early twenties, carrying a classical suitcase from the 80s of the last century, wearing a pleated dress with ribbons, and a slender gown with a jeweled bow tie in pure white silk, like an aristocratic lady who came out of the city of Rome in the past.

Especially the long golden hair that she tied up, and the warm afterglow of twilight radiated like gold.

Even if you can't see the straight face, you can know her... No, it should be said that a person with such a silhouette in the sunset must have a face that matches it.

Different from the noisy and busy people around her, you can't see a trace of the wandering of the southern Italian from her figure, only straight elegance and self-esteem, she stands quietly on the edge of the platform and waits for the train, which makes many passengers around a little surprised restless, hesitating to go up and ask if they can take a group photo.

Then the train she was waiting for entered the station, and the howling wind blew her long soft blond hair and the corners of her pleated skirt, revealing a calm and beautiful face, and her blue pupils were as beautiful as the sea.

Many people have been watching her still be distracted after stepping on that cross-border train.

The beauty of passing by on a journey without knowing is an irreparable regret and the charm of travel.

And in that cross-border train, the moment she stepped on the door, someone helped her take her luggage, and then nodded respectfully, and led her to the stateroom seat with only one person.

Although I have slowly become familiar with the days when I need to go out on missions from time to time as an Arbitrator Knight,

But there had never been a mission that made her so nervous.

Looking out the window at the speeding mountains and fields, her face and bright golden ponytail were faintly reflected in the glass window, and there was some nervousness in pursing her lips.

It's true... Can I really see that ancestor...?

The nervous thoughts were filled with disbelief and anticipation, and the Yajing and nature at the station just now all disappeared in her twisted fingers, and she closed her eyes and couldn't help but recall the appearance of the person in the portrait of the family.

Dating back to the glory days before the abolition of aristocracy in Italy, from the huge family that was a prince at that time, although not directly related by blood, but from all the elders of the family, she had heard the story of one of the ancestors,

The story of the sacrifice to protect the civilians in her own territory is a textbook for each generation of elders to educate their younger generations, and it has a special meaning for her.

From the moment he awakened and stepped into the new world, he learned about the deeds of that ancestor, and he was confused about what he wanted to do with such power, and set the direction he should go.

Looking through all the records that had been circulated in the family, she could find only one word about the ancestor.

-'A nobleman is not noble because he has power, but he must be glorified by the correct exercise of that power'-

This sentence, which was written in the corner of the book with a pen, I don't know how many times she has survived the difficulties of setbacks.

Suddenly learning from the teacher that she was still alive, she didn't know how much shock welled up in her heart, and the most unbelievable thing was...

I even want to meet her in the next mission!?

She didn't know how many times she was so excited by this fact that she couldn't help herself, she took a deep breath to calm her breathing, and kept telling herself that she couldn't be nervous or lose her temper.

The ancestor was an elder who even the teacher needed to be respected, one of the earliest followers of the legendary figure a century ago.

"Woo... Whew..."

A heavy whimper suddenly sounded in her ears, rejuvenating her nervous mood, looking at the phantom figure around her that occupied the entire stateroom, and reaching out to gently pat the air around her.

"It's okay, Tour, don't worry, I'm just a little nervous."

As if she was not at ease, the phantom that seemed to be a huge and docile beast let out a low sound again, which made her chuckle.

"Well, I know, I'm going to win with you."

After hearing this, the docile phantom turned into a breeze and gently blew her brilliant golden hair, showing an expectant smile, she looked out the window of the international train to London, recalled the list of candidates for this national war told to her by His Holiness the Pope when she prayed a few days ago, and said to herself softly and confidently:

"Only this time, there is absolutely no possibility of losing."

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Fly away from the bustling city of Tokyo in the high-rise buildings, walk through the sea of clouds at night until you see the sky is white, the morning light is dazzling, and you don't know how far the ocean is.

In the sky, the plane of the target island vacation is finally about to arrive at its destination.

The world is gradually brightening up outside the window, illuminating the turquoise sea and islands with golden sand, forest paths with coconut palms and pebbles, pure white seaside villas built on the edge of the coast, transparent waters with coral seagrass several meters below the pier with wooden stakes, and dazzling verdant colors in the distance.

There are many extravagant places in the world that you can't imagine, not those that are open to everyone like Hawaii or the Maldives, but those that you can't see on the news.

Located on an unknown island in the tropics, where even private jets can land, the blue sea above finally welcomes the guests it will meet.

Gently open the hatch, turn on the light of the indoor light, replace the wake-up call that makes people want to lie in bed with bright lights, feel the change of light, and dream that he has worked hard to finally obtain the best equipment of level 100 Fang Ran, who is very happy, suddenly saw that he was dropped by a boss of more than 3,000 levels in an instant, and woke up in an instant.

Then I felt a sore back and looked at a guy on both sides of me who used himself as a pillow, a dull hair bounced on his head with a dazed face, and he opened his mouth and looked left and right blankly.

"Huh? What's up! Class!? ”