"I can't open my eyes until I count to three!"

Emily said mysteriously while holding Hong Yuesheng's eyes with both hands. Bonnie also took the hands of the green snake and the white tiger with their eyes closed, and walked slowly.

"One, two, three!"

Hong Yuesheng opened her eyes, and was a little dizzy by the white holy light for a while.

"DongDongDongDong~" Bonnie learned to draw the curve with the band conductor with both hands, as if the show was about to begin, and the light music in the room sounded.

The light permeated and faded like milk, and in front of him was a huge Futurist apartment in a predominantly white tone with high-end black appliances, with diagonal and curved walls and white light lines around the edges, making the room a dynamic architectural organism. The roof is very high, and the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window structure ensures sufficient daylight to the maximum, making the whole room appear crystal clear.

"From this day forward, this is your home."

Emily excitedly introduced.

Ever since the red-haired Arya took the tank girl to follow the departing Brunhilde, Emily and Bonnie were in charge of leading Hong Yuesheng, Green Snake and White Tiger to the arranged residence, a towering building made of steel and glass. Rather than being with their superiors, Emily and Bonnie are happy with Yaning's new friends.

"Really ??!" Green Snake touched the breakfast countertop made of tempered glass, which he had never seen before.

"Of course, this is an apartment for Officer Meda Busoya, one for each of you, and you have everything in it." Bonnie waved his hand to turn on the holographic TV in the room through the light control system, he could freely choose 65 local channels, and the refrigerator was already stocked with fresh fruits, vegetables, fresh meat,

"If you need anything on a daily basis, you can even go out and someone can deliver it with a phone call."

"Brother Snake, this life is hundreds of times better than where Boss Spring Lan lives, right?!" The white tiger kept looking around with his eyes wide open.

"What else is the Lan of Spring, the boss of the Lan of Spring!" The green snake's eyes were moist, "It's not like I want to thank the big boss and the second boss!" He never forgot to correct the white tiger, "You hillbilly ......"

"You don't need to be so sycophant......" Bonnie wanted to taunt the green snake, but found that the green snake was turning his back to wipe the tears swirling in his eyes with his sleeve. Green Snake and White Tiger were born in a poor small village outside the capital area, poor families, although they imagined, despite all the big words, even Green Snake never really believed that they would one day live in such a crystal house, for them, it was like a dream come true.

Seeing the appearance of the green snake, Bonnie choked all the words that were originally ridiculed back into his stomach.

"Yes, yes." The white tiger agreed, still stupidly looking around at all kinds of equipment and furnishings in the room that he had never seen. Bonnie walked over and patted Green Snake and his tall brother on the shoulder, continuing to explain the room's equipment to them.

"Hong?" Emily found Hong Yuesheng alone, standing by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, watching the sunset outside the window.

From here, you can see the direction of the new town facing the Maritime Canal, where the old city is located, and although it is not even faint due to the distance, it has a fantastic brilliance in the dusk.

Hong Yuesheng looked in that direction without saying a word, until Emily's figure was reflected in the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window, and she gently put her hand on his shoulder.

"Emily ......," Hong said.

"Huh?"

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Hong Yuesheng looked at the shabby and dilapidated shantytowns of the traditional oriental style under the steel and glass buildings.

"Where?" Emily followed Hong Yuesheng's line of sight and understood Hong's worries: "Those are some dilapidated Yaning old houses, basically no one lives in them, and the scenery is a bit ruined, right?" Don't worry, maybe it will be dismantled after a while. ”

Hong Yuesheng looked at one of the small two-story attics with an open-air balcony, it was already dilapidated like a haunted house, but Hong Yuesheng still seemed to see a woman's familiar figure pushing open the balcony door and walking out, pulling the half-hidden pajamas on her chest and fanning, while letting the cold air outside blow in and take away the sweat on her chest, while drinking his favorite canned wheat beer, his heart was forever fetted.

Hong Yuesheng said quietly: "Can I live there?" ”

"Huh?!"

――――――――

The Officers' Dinner was held in the palatial banquet hall of the Governor's Palace (Old Palace), and was usually attended by officers above the rank of colonel, meaning that even Captain Brunhild was still one rank behind, let alone Zhong Jiu, who did not have a military rank.

But tonight's dinner party was arranged to suppress the meritorious soldiers of the revival society, and the requirements for this were relaxed by exception, including Zhongjiu.

The dinner was run by Mr. Stephens himself, in the tradition of the typical Meda Busoa butler: although he was only given the title of butler, Mr. Stephens was in fact in charge of William. Jones is surrounded by hundreds of people in personnel planning and supervision, as well as schedules and activities. And one of the most powerful is the big dinner.

Before dinner begins, Mr. Stephens is in charge of carefully measuring the position of each set of cutlery, the silverware, the cleanliness of the utensils, the selection and attention to the dishes, and providing additional utensils and meals for guests who are aware of their special eating habits in advance. Not only that, but he also strictly checked and adjusted the length of the candles on the dining table to create the atmosphere, the folding angle of each napkin, the number and color of flowers, and the brightness and darkness of the lights in each room.

When night fell and the guests arrived at the Governor's Palace, Mr. Stephens had already arranged for his Yaning servants to greet them, keep their valuables, send them to rest in the parlor, prepare drinks and refreshments, and occasionally have Meda Busoya reporters take pictures of each of the designated officials who arrived.

When Brunhilde arrived at the Doge's Palace in a minimalist, backless black evening gown, she was still radiant, although she could be restrained, and two officials immediately came up to take a picture with her. Brünnhilde smiled sweetly and agreed easily.

"Trouble get closer, smile ~"

The beautiful female reporter pressed the shutter for them, and the flash flashed to the musical accompaniment of the stage next to them. The music comes from an orchestra of violins, cellos, saxophone and piano, who play light background music. As Brunhilde passed the stage, officials in their forties were still paying her respects:

"I know it's a luxury, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to have dinner with you one day."

"You're so embarrassing." Brunhilde skillfully refused, and walked briskly through the crowd looking for something, observing the guests.

"It is imperative to eradicate the Renaissance and its rebels, and the colonies must be made fearful before they learn to obey."

"You know the Yaning people on our street, they look proud of themselves when they wear the ridiculous Emperor's Scepter badge we made them wear, it's ridiculous, you should see them for yourself! Hey, give me a drink. The official who spoke snapped his fingers and took the champagne from the Yaning servant who had come over.

"The stubbornness of the Yaning people themselves is difficult to tame at all, and the Yaning culture is a disease, and if it is a disease, it must be cured." ……

"Miss Brunhilde."

For the first time, Brunhilde didn't realize someone was calling her.

"Miss Brünnhilde?" It was only a second call that alerted her to the fact that it was a valet from the Doge's Mansion talking to her.

"There's your phone."

Brunhilde followed the valet briskly to a small separate room at the back of the parlor, where instead of using holographic video calls, she picked up the microphone but hung it in the air, cleared her throat for a moment, and then put it to her ear. When I heard the voice on the other side of the phone, the hand that was holding the microphone tightened.

"I_didn't_notice_you_just_now. (I didn't see you just now.) Brunhilde's voice was noticeably less comfortable with the rest of the world.

The voice on the other end of the phone is obviously specially processed, low and magnetic, but it completely obscures the voice characteristics of the speaker, and even the gender is difficult to identify:

“Tell_me,my_dear,how’s_your_mission_done?

(Tell me, my dear, how did the task I gave you go?) ）”

“Mission_Completed. (Mission accomplished.) Brünnhilde replied cautiously, as if he were afraid of saying something wrong:

“All_his_men_have_been_sent_to_the_accommodation_arranged.

Every_movement_of_them_is_under_our_control.

(His men have been sent to their designated residences, and all their actions are under our control.) )”

“I’ve_watched_the_video_you_brought_back,there’s_an_interesting_Yaninese.

I_have_to_say,he_seems_a_potential_Erazer.

(I've seen the footage you brought back of an interesting Yanin who seems to have the potential to be an Erazer.) )”

"Oh, No" Brunhilde covered the microphone with his hand, and helplessly raised his head and gritted his teeth, how could it be him again! It was like a lingering bond, she thought. After calming down a little, she replied into the microphone again:

“You_mean_that_Yanin_boy? He’s_just_a_savage.

There’s_only_rareexistentofErazer,it’s_impossible_to_be_him. Nothing_to_worry_about.

(If you're talking about that Yanin kid?) It's just a barbarian, and there are very few people with the talent of the supernatural, and even if there is, it will definitely not be him, so there is no need to worry about it at all. )”

“Nothing_to_worry_about?

As_far_as_I_know,you_and_this_boy_had_an_“intimated”_moment.

(No need to worry?) But as far as I know, you've had "very close" contacts. )”

“That_was_totally_a_mistake! (That was a complete misunderstanding!) Brünnhilde emphasized the word "misunderstanding",

“He’s_just_a_stupid_Yanin_dog. That’s_all! (He's just a heartless Yaning mad dog, that's all.) But she unconsciously hid the strong feeling in the sea of blood in her heart.

“Anyhow,you_need_to_keep_on_watching_him_personally.

(In any case, you personally continue to spy on this Yanin.) The other end of the line wasn't going to take her advice.

"What?! ......" Brünnhilde thought that after today, he would never have to deal with that "Yanin barbarian" again:

“That_savage_is_nobody,why_would_we_waste_time_on_him?

I’m_close_to_ZhongJiu_now,and_with_his_trust.

I_have_confidence_on_getting_works_done_by_myself!

(That barbarian is insignificant, why should we waste our time on him!) I'm by Nakaku's side right now, he trusts me, and I can get things done on my own!)"

“Necessary_or_not_should_be_my_decision,you_just_do_what_I_ask_you_do.

(You don't need to pay attention to who I arranged, you just do what I tell you to do.) )”

"But ......"

The other person on the phone suddenly changed his tone, not in a high pitch, but like a voice from hell:

“Do_you_intend_to_disobey_my_orders? Don’t_you_forget_who_you_really_are?

(Do you want to disobey orders?) Have you forgotten who you are? )”

At hearing this, Brunhilde gritted his teeth, as if some painful memories flooded into his mind.

“…… I_apologize. That’s_not_what_I_meant.

(Sorry, that's not what I meant.) )”

The other party slowed down his tone slightly: "Don't_you_realiz_that_Yanin_boy, who_you_called_nobody, has_already_become_a_right-hand_man_to_ZhongJiu?"

A_possible_Erazer,which_we_don’tknow,works_for_him.

If_we_let_that_happen,it_could_evolve_into_an_unpredictable_risk.

(Don't you see that your so-called "insignificant" Yaning people have become Zhongjiu's right and left hand?) If there is a person with abilities who is not within our knowledge, it is likely to cause an incalculable impact. )”

“Yes… I_get_it. (Yes...... I know. )”

“Brynhild,you_should_know_what_we_are_doing_is_to_protect_our_country_and_our_people,not_because_of_personal_favor.

I_trained_you,don’t_let_me_down.

(Brunhilde, you see, everything we do is not for our personal preferences, but for the protection of our country and people.) You were trained by me, don't let me down. )”

“Yes,I_shouldn’t_have_been_that_immature. I’m_sorry.

(Yes, I was too childish just now, I'm sorry.) )”

“Okay,That’sit. By_the_way,your_dress_is_quite_lovely_today.

(So be it.) Also, your black evening dress today is beautiful. )”

Brünnhilde jerked her head up and looked around, she was alone in the room, save for the sound of the phone hanging up.