Ducaant was slightly stunned, raised his head, and looked at his sister.

"I ....."

"I'm never going to give up!No matter what happens!No matter what happens!No matter what I will be like in the future!?I, Ducaent, always want to be a Battlehelm!!"

Ducanilla carefully mimicked his tone, uttering the entire oath word by word.

"At that time.... I was only 12 years old, but at that time, I was also shocked by your will. Ducani stretched out her hand and gently stroked her brother's cheek.

"You know what? A lot of times when I'm about to hold on, the words you said come back to my head. It... It's always been a constant source of motivation for me. ”

"Sister..... I...."Ducaente bit his lip with a complicated look in his eyes. I don't know how to respond.

"It's your dream.... No matter how unrealistic it is, no matter how desperate it is. No matter how humble and hopeless.

It's your dream. ”

Ducanilla said earnestly and gently.

"Sister....." Ducaente looked at Ducanilla, and for some reason, a trace of soreness and trembling welled up in his heart.

"Don't give up..... Promise me.... You're the brother I've always been proud of..."Ducanilla pressed his forehead lightly, her expression gentle but determined.

"......" The sourness in Ducaent's heart slowly welled up, although he had been separated from his sister for so long, he still couldn't help it when they met again.

I can't help but want to throw myself into my sister's arms and release all my depression and pain.

He is not an iron man, constantly demanding himself and constantly suppressing himself.

There will be limits to such actions.

Even if it is a spring, if it is pressed for a long time, there will be metal fatigue, let alone people.

And his sister Ducanilla is the real source of motivation in the depths of his soul.

He longed for her, admired her, and longed to be as bold and fearless as her.

"So, promise me, okay?" Ducanilla said softly.

Ducaente reached out and took his sister's hand. Bow your head and be silent.

"I see...."

"Even if you don't have qualifications. Even if you don't have talent..... Even if it's just a dream that can only be desired..."

"I promise you! I won't give up again!"

Ducaente held his sister's hand tightly.

"Absolutely, not anymore!"

Seeing this, Layla and Kenhardt on the side also showed relieved smiles. They are also happy that their captain's younger brother can be reinvigorated.

At this moment, the door of the restaurant was slammed open.

A tall group of soldiers in white armor quickly rushed in.

More than a dozen soldiers quickly surrounded the four Ducaente.

Just as the three Ducanilla looked vigilant.

Swish!

All the soldiers parted neatly to the sides, and a fully enclosed soldier in pale red armor strode up to Ducaente.

Burst.

He jerked to his knees.

"Passing on the joint order of the Supreme Society, please ask His Highness the Third Holy Son to go to the headquarters immediately. ”

"Well, what's going on? I remember the teacher just summoned me, right?" Ducaante frowned, he and his sister had only been reunited once, and such a good atmosphere was disturbed.

This upset him.

"The subordinates don't know, but the other highnesses have all rushed to the headquarters. The Red Armored Warrior replied quickly.

"Are they all gone?" Ducaante sighed slightly and stood up.

"Sister, it seems that today's party can only be here temporarily. I had to leave beforehand. ”

Ducanilla blinked and stared at him blankly. I looked at the fierce armored soldiers on the side, constantly exuding a strong aura.

The changes came so quickly that she didn't know how to react.

A whole bunch of doubts and questions instantly flooded her barren consciousness.

Who am I, where am I, and what happened?

The other two were even more confused, they didn't even know what was going on with their own sister, and they looked even more inexplicable.

"Don't worry, sister, I will never give up on my dream again!" Ducaent clenched his fist at his sister seriously.

"I'm sure I'll be a true Warrior!"

Ducaente left.

Under the stunned gaze of the three Ducanilla, they were surrounded by a group of fierce armored soldiers and quickly left.

He left with a smile on his face. Ducanilla's suspicion of being kidnapped was completely eliminated.

The remaining three sat in their seats, facing the hot meal that had just been served. I was still hungry just now, but I don't know why, I don't have any appetite at all.

"I said.... What the hell is your brother doing?" Kenhardt finally couldn't help himself, and asked Ducanilla in a whisper.

“.......”

I want to know I'm still sitting here? Ducanilla was in pain, even though she didn't have any of them. But that doesn't stop her from feeling the same way.

"I haven't been back for a year, so I've changed so much in Fen City, hasn't I? Where did those people come from?" Ducanilla recalled the soldiers who had just left with her brother in their arms.

The men were dressed in enclosed metal armor.

That armor is different from mechs, but seems to be more flexible than mechs. And the high-energy sensors on her body also detect similar high-energy reactions.

This means that the armor of these soldiers is not decorated to look good. It's really destructive.

"What the hell!" Ducanilla slammed her fist on the table in frustration.

"Don't worry, it should be a good thing to look at their attitude. ”

Leila, who had not spoken, had been calmly observing for so long and had vaguely found some clues.

"Those white-armored soldiers, who can walk around the city with impunity, are clearly regular soldiers with official records.

So as long as we start to investigate from this aspect, we will soon find out what is going on. ”

"Well, it's better for you to calm down, Layla. I'm a little excited and confused...."

Ducanilla exhaled.

"Let's eat first, go back and wait for that kid to come back, I have to catch him and ask him thoroughly!"

Only then did the three of them pick up the knives and forks on the table and prepare for the meal.

At this moment, a violent air flow blew into the window of the restaurant.

Call!!

The invisible wind blew the entire dining room, and the dishes fell to the ground and cracked.

Quite a few of the customers screamed.

The sky outside the window was rapidly darkening and graying.

The manic air currents were like a hurricane, sweeping through the city with impunity.

Above the city, a huge mecha with metal wings on its back was floating silently with its arms folded on its chest. Countless gusts of wind poured out of the jets behind him.

On the right arm of the mecha, a clear white character is engraved.

"The third holy son, Ducaent, dare to kill my brother, but he will only hide and dare not see anyone?"

A loud, deep man's voice came from the mech. There was intense anger and hatred in his voice.

"It'!?"

The three of them quickly rushed out of the cafeteria, grabbing a nearby climbing object to stabilize themselves while looking up at the sky.

"The Armor King!!? the White Stone Armor King!!Chicorusa !?"

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