Silence has always been the best choice in the face of all kinds of sad things, but unfortunately, what the three of them need now is not silence. The mere fact www.biquge.info that they were in this dead silence in the sky city was enough to make their mood fall to the bottom, and Blake was convinced that he couldn't properly appreciate the sky city of his dreams, and his mind was completely disturbed.

But someone has to step up and lighten the mood, but Camille isn't here, and Freya must admit that it's not her forte. She wanted to tell a story that would make her happy, but in the end she found that few of her past experiences seemed to be linked to happiness, which she might have been destined from the time she became a royal courtmaid.

And Carl, he is now immersed in his own world. Maybe it's not kind to him, but he's such a person, and he will always fall silent when you don't expect it. And you can't drag him back to reality by any method you use, as Maffeo has said many times, he really is a weirdo at some point.

The silence that shouldn't have existed remained around the three of them until they remembered that they could make some distractions. They began to examine their belongings, which brought the only sound to the silent place, but no one spoke.

Blackburn slowly stood up, and walked slowly to the low wall at the edge under the surprised gazes of Freya and Carl. He propped his hands on the wall and cast his gaze outward. The wind blew high in the sky and kept his eyes open, but he tried to see everything thoroughly, even though he knew that his eyes would be damaged if he forced it, but at this time he didn't care.

He began to think about his past life, whether he had found the life he wanted anyway. It was only now that he realized that when he really recalled the past, he still couldn't find the answer he wanted, which made him feel painful and confused. But the road still has to go on, no matter what, at least at this time he thinks that meeting these companions may be a turning point in his life.

"Hey, you know what? I ......" Blackburn suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence that had been filling the air, but he didn't seem to organize his words, and after a whisper of swearing, he spoke again, "I'm glad to meet you, and you know, I don't have many friends, and that's what I've always wanted." ”

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?" asked Freya.

Blackburn still didn't look back, but he smiled: "Maybe it's strange to you guys, because I'm not like you, I'm not good at dealing with strangers." ”

"I'm not good at it either. Karl began.

"Don't pretend, Carl. Freya looked at Carl with some dissatisfaction, who just lit a cigarette and spread her hands. "I'm just a grain of sand that I can't carry, no one cares what happens to me, and I'm sure I'm better at dueling than talking. ”

"Forgive me, but I must say that I really don't know what kind of life you can't lead people to live. There was a hint of apology in Freya's words, of course she knew that the imperial capital had made a mistake in the construction of the railroad that had deviated from the measurement of the tracks that could not be carried out.

Carl shook his head, "You don't have to apologize, it's not your fault." ”

Blackburn finally turned around at this point, believing that he had completely forgotten the gloom just now, and this may be his merit. There was no doubt that he was now interested in Freya's conversation with Carl, and honestly, he had to admit that he didn't know a shred about the Celestial Realm, and that he, like Marcos, was a man of great interest in the unknown. "If you can, can you tell me more?"

"I said not right now, and I'm not good at storytelling. Karl immediately denied.

"Maybe we don't have to tell him some hellish stories, just tell something else. Freya suggested.

Karl raised the revolver in his hand, looked at the worn-out handle of the gun, and said, "So what should we talk about? The shoddy thugs are drinking 10 grams of beer in the tavern and groping the woman's buttocks? Or are they pulling out their guns and shooting each other's heads because of a little skirmish? Forget it, I've seen a lot of these shit things." ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what was going to happen there. Blackburn quickly apologized, as if Carl's words had completely startled him, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like if he were there.

Freya said dissatisfied, "I'm sorry, Blackburn. That's their way of life, and we Huangdu people will never make all kinds of such rude actions. ”

"Yes, my lord in the courtyard of the Imperial Maiden. Carl said jokingly.

"Please don't mind what I'm going to say next. Freya paused, then continued, "I really don't know why Erin likes a guy like you. ”

The movement of Carl's hand stopped, and there was no doubt that Freya's words poked at the sore spot in his heart. Both of them knew that the emperor in the midst of war could not have maintained a heavenly life like Nospis in the war. "You know ......," Karl couldn't bear to continue.

"Maybe I'll go back and ask Camilie for advice. Fortunately, the three of them fell into an awkward silence once again. Freya, who has been out of court etiquette for too long, is no longer accustomed to talking to people in a respectful tone, in fact, this should be her original character. Because in the court, everyone has to wear a mask all the time, and that is not their true self.

"Did anyone mention Camille? she's waiting for us in the palace. Marcos suddenly appeared in front of the three of them, and with it a strong wave of magic that only a portal could have caused such a powerful reaction.

The presence of Marcos startled Blackburn, who at first thought it was some kind of hellish witchcraft. But when he saw Uma and Mirna right behind Marcos, he understood that it was the work of a magician, although in some ways magic and witchcraft were the same.

"The atmosphere between you guys is really weird, I think it's better for me to be there. Maffeo forced a smile and looked at the three of them who were slightly embarrassed.

"Listen to you, Oni Swordsman. ”

Mirna frantically patted the dust on her magic robe, and it was clear that the teleportation had made her terrible. Presumably she wanted to take her anger out on Uma again, and she did. "Damn Uma, how do you calculate the formula, this dust is splashing me!"

"I'm sorry, Mirna, but as you know, there are a lot of accidents with instant teleportation, and I think it's better to splash dust than to lose all five senses. Uma patiently explained, of course, he had to put the apology first, or he knew what the consequences would be.

"You're right, I'll forgive you this time. Mirna stuck out her tongue.

"I don't care what you just talked about, and I'm sure it's not going to be a good topic. Anyway, we've got to go up. Marcos said.

Karl stood up silently, put the wiped revolver back into the holster on his waist, and took the lead without saying a word. At this point, he pressed the brim of his cowboy hat very low, making it impossible for the crowd to see his eyes. But he just pretended to be cool, put his hands in his pockets, and let the wind blow his trench coat.