Van Oelin showed a friendly smile on his originally slightly cold face: "My soul agrees with absolute pleasure with your sincerity, Lord Rhaegar. However, I must first state that my visit is purely private and has nothing to do with the Galactic Community. ”

Rhaegar also said solemnly, "Then, I will also receive you as Perslin Rhaegard, who is neither the head of the council nor a member of the StarClan's independent party, President Ryan." ”

"Please call me Van Oelin."

"Okay, then, please call me Perslin."

Van Oelin sat leisurely on her delicate white couch and said casually, "You seem to be very fond of the furnishings of the outer ring of the astral plane, Perslin?" ”

Skillfully mixing the tea leaves, Rhaegar said quite naturally, "It's just a little hobby." Looking at these antiquities covered with the marks of time will make me feel calm and comfortable. ”

"Isn't it because of nostalgia?"

Rhaegar said blankly, "My hometown, Planet Cyno, is it popular for steel products?" The cold feeling was the opposite of my hobby. ”

Van Oulin twitched the corners of her mouth, and her flexible eyes fell on the agate red snake hanging on the wall: "This is..."

The gesture of stirring the tea paused, and he said solemnly, "This was given to me by the Prime Minister when I had just graduated from the Faculty of Law of the First University. ”

Van Oelin suppressed his momentary confusion, but saw that Rhaegar's narrative turned sad: "Prime Minister Merlin has always taken good care of me. When I first arrived at Kolstar, everything was strange and intimidating to me, and she took the initiative to help me arrange a place to live and go through the enrollment procedures. In my spare time, you often teach me all kinds of knowledge... Van Olin, what's wrong with you? Your face is very bad. ”

Van Oelin's heart seemed to be grinding against countless sharp rubble, and a hateful and furious voice kept screaming within her—what nonsense, didn't you kill her!

When she was about to have a desperate seizure, all of a sudden, all the anger and grief that had been hidden within, melted away. She was stunned for a moment, and then she shook her head in understanding.

"I'm fine, listening to your description of Prime Minister Merlin makes me feel a little nostalgic as her student."

Lei Yan said earnestly: "Van Olin, in fact, you and I have always had a special sense of belonging. We have a teacher-student relationship or affection with Prime Minister Merlin, and you always make me feel close, as if there is an indescribable commonality..."

Van Oelin said indifferently: "It's a pity that I am a descendant of the six great families who have been raised and born in Si for generations, and I have nothing to do with Cyno or Nicoo of the Faun Galaxy. ”

Rhaeggar's hand stiffened as he leaned back in his chair, but he immediately said leisurely, "The Six Great Families can't actually be called the Six Great Families anymore. ”

"What does that mean?"

"In the past 30 years, there have been so many scandals in the Pomoller family—"

Van Oelin said crisply: "Even so, Pomolle is still the priest who guards the 'Substitute Ruling Star', a name that cannot be violated or blasphemed. What's more, all you know is a malicious slander. ”

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes, "Is it the bloodline of Pumol that prompted you to wash them away so urgently?" ”

Van Oulin's face changed, but he quickly became normal again: "The ancestor of the six great families is the light of all things, and we are originally from the same source. ”

"As far as I know, the turmoil and tragedy caused by the love affair between Orscha Pomolle and Hirrell Ren, and the 'Five Days of Blood' triggered by the mysterious death of Lister Pomoller, are truly tragic."

Van Oelin laughed angrily: "Perslin, you really should go and specialize in history. Especially the ugly secrets, which seem to resonate with your nature. ”

Rhaegar said modestly, "It's a fallacy." ”

Van Olin's smile was mysterious again, and she took a shallow sip of "Xinlu" tea, and her tone was soft and emotional: "The gray-purple sky of the Kol Star is beautiful, but I thought you should miss Nicoo even more, also known as the 'Sunset Star'. In the dark night, some pure silver meteor beams occasionally flashed. ”

She stood up, her tone more dreamlike: "Pure, noble, unattainable, sometimes evokes a sting, for the betrayer." ”

Rhaegar sat stiffly, watching her get up and walk away, not sending or stopping her.

It wasn't until Van Oelin walked to the door that he said heavily, "Now I finally understand what our physiognomy is." ”

Van Oelin replied disinterestedly: "Oh? ”

But Rhaegar's words were like a charm, firm and stubborn in her ears: "We are all clever tempters, but we often ignore that our opponents have equal counter-power. ”

Van Oelin paused at the door, then said cheerfully, "Thank you for your hospitality and advice, Perslin. ”

Rhaegar also said cheerfully, "I sincerely hope for another opportunity like this at any time. ”

After Van Oelin had actually left, Ray quickly stood up, walked into the hidden passageway, and called softly, "Phoenix? ”

Regina sat cross-legged in a meditative posture in a secret room surrounded by black magnetic chips, holding a smooth curved photon gun in her hand, and whispered to herself with extreme excitement: "Come on, you will soon find me and realize how deeply I miss you." Here are all my memories of you, all the memories. Ah, everything in the past—"

"It's time to be ashes, Regina Yara."

The electromagnetic door opened, and Cavonte looked down stiffly, emotionlessly, at Regina, who was still sitting in the center of the floor.

"I've been waiting for you. I know you'll definitely come back here. ”

Pointing a gun at Regina, he said coldly, "For my oath and for the insult you have done to me, I will come to you again." ”

A touch of perverse and arrogant pride swelled up in Regina's evil countenance. She took one of the countless small alloy chests beside her, opened it with cherish, and slowly pulled out an arm that had turned gray but was still well preserved. Facing the Savant, who could no longer suppress her excitement, she gently stroked the severed arm and said, "This is the best gift you have ever left me, remember?" ”

Unable to restrain the intense heartache of her heartache any longer, she bit her lower lip and forced the tears back from her eyes.

Regina touched her stiff arm in an even more unbearable gesture: "Of course, you and I don't remember more than that, right?" And your tender and sensitive body..."

"Shut up!"

Savont slammed the beam into the severed arm that was wrapped around Regina's hand.

All that was left of it was a pile of charred black particles.