Chapter 39: The Encounter with the Debris of the Dead Mercury 5
Hangfolk opened his mouth, as if to catch something in the air, and he looked in vain at the slowly disappearing Leora, leaving only Nianbo to whisper in his head, "I believe that Gahia must be happy, because he traded his life for the fulfillment of his wishes." I hope you don't have any more regrets. β
Hangfolk placed his hand hanging in mid-air on the table weakly. A pair of gentle arms appeared behind him and hugged him tightly: "Honey, I heard it all, the 'Lord of Light' has already talked to me about it just now. β
"Minjanaβ"
"Tomorrow morning, shall we go to Lenia Cemetery?"
"Youβ"
"After all, Metis is your beloved's child. So, don't hate her like that anymore. β
Hangfolk turned around, buried his face in Minjana's long thick hair, and said hoarsely, "If I just hated her, I wouldn't be so uncomfortable." β
Back at the Ren'an Mansion on Kico Avenue, Leora saw Van Oelin still in the living room, her eyes shining to welcome him back.
"Didn't wake you up, did you?"
Van Oelin shook her head and closed the book on her lap: "Your emotions are churning, Your Majesty. β
Leora sat down across from her and said gently, "Don't go too often and unsuspectingly into the emotional realm of the other, it will hurt you." β
Van Oelin was amazed and said, "The Lord 1 has said the same thing." β
"Because, this is the jargon I told her when she first started to teach her the use of spiritual potential."
Van Oelin and Leora laughed at the same time, and Van Oelin said confusedly: "I feel a sense of peace that I can't be more comfortable with you, but I will feel ashamed." β
"Why?"
"It seems that you exist to help me relieve my troubles."
Leora was surprised: "Fan, you are a person who feels more than he senses, but be careful!" β
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"When you perceive the sorrow of your enemy, you may lose the will and the strength to get rid of him."
"You mean, Rhaeggar?"
Leora nodded, but Van Oelin said categorically, "I will not forgive him for any of his misdeeds, for my hatred for him is built on my love for Metis." β
Leora said at a distance, "But, after the resurrection, don't forget that the most broken thing is the heart of the resurrection. β
Van Oelin's eyes froze: "Isn't this a sentence from Falaine Dante's book?" β
"I stumbled across it on your bookshelf. His brushwork is very sharp, but it contains indescribable sourness, as if he is whipping his lover reflexively and twitching himself. β
"Your Majestyβ"
"Huh?"
"There's something I want to tell you. Faraine Dante is not only a newspaper editor and writer, but he is also the leader of the most popular reactionary group in the underground organization of the Fion system in recent years, the "Alliance of Freedoms". β
Leora was stunned for a moment: "So, at present, you and him are each seeking the skin of the tiger?" β
Van Oelin bowed.
Leora suddenly approached her, stroked the purple mark on her neck, and said with some reluctance, "Metis has left you with too much burden. β
Van Oelin smiled indifferently: "I am very willing to lead the Galactic Community, not just for her. β
Leora nodded with some emotion and said, "It's time for you to go to sleep, it's late." β
Before leaving, Van Oelin said as if remembering something: "Your Majesty, your friend went out before you returned. β
"Both of them are out?"
"The girl took Farlaine Dante back to his residence, and the other said he was going on a night trip."
Leora smiled knowingly: "Night is his most naughty and lively time, worthy of His Royal Highness the Demon King of the Hundred Billion Night." β
"How is the wound healing?"
"As soon as your friend touches it, heals immediately."
"It's nothing to him."
Falane said with interest, "Is that some kind of psychic ability?" β
Savant shook his head, "I don't know. Since you're all right, it's time for me to go. β
Farlaine said with a grin, "I guess, you're going to find Regina?" β
Babon didn't stop: "Then what are you doing?" β
"What if I told you that I could help you get rid of Regina?"
After standing still, he quickly turned to face him, and a sneer appeared in his eyes: "A pen can't fight a gun." β
Farlain's sharp gaze still seeped through his half-opened and half-closed eyes, and a silver-gray five-pointed star emblem appeared in his hand: "So, what about this?" β
"You, how could there beβ"
"This is the 'supreme order', and all the thirteen legions below the 'Red Cultists' must not be disobeyed."
"Who are you?"
Falane's smile was even more sarcastic: "I am still Falane Dante, but I have the nickname 'King without a Crown'. β
"You're from the Freedom Leagueβ"
Fallane stood up, made a nice curtsy, and exaggeratedly said, "Exactly below." β
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"The purpose of convening this temporary meeting today is mainly to review how many good opportunities we have missed in the past month!"
On the top floor of Perslin Rhaeggar's house, there is a chamber that uses ultra-sensing microwaves to isolate any external detection systems. At this time, he was holding a pale golden rod in his hand, staring at the three people in front of him grimly.
Cremont couldn't wait to speak, and his hoarse voice was full of swaggering smugness.
"First of all, the failure of the assassination strategy against Falaine Dante was due to Regina's recklessness. Since Dante could no longer be touched at the moment, the next series of actions were contained. β
Rhaegar said quietly, "You seem to be very happy about this, Cremon?" β
Cremon grinned and said slyly, "I have no reason to be happy, but Your Excellency is responsible for the failure of this policy, because it was your agreement to let Regina claim to be her 'masterpiece'." β
"It was indeed an oversight on my part, but I really didn't expect you, who were in favor of it in the first place, to think that it was 'all' my fault."
"It's no longer interesting to judge who is right and who is wrong, the most important thing is how to make the current plan successful."
With the aura of a delicate lamb, Rega asked the man with gray hair and a distinct knife mark on his left cheek, "Liusunan, what do you think we should do to make the 'conquest mentality' of Kolaus and Lanno more vigorous?" β
Lusunan lifted one foot like a cunning seductress: "We have to do our best to continue to win over the side of Ndesir and Grunman, but in secret." The clumsy head of the die-hard Korauth is that the more opponents there are, the more he wants to pursue his own ideas. If we succeed, we can make the Galactic Community a belligerent party, and make a noise about the list of people who were executed by Merlin in the past, which is guaranteed to not only lose their spirits, but also fall apart internally. β