On the platform level of the Magic Energy Rail Station in the imperial capital of Herrom, the winter morning is dyed by a faint ray of dawn.

Although the sun has not yet fully risen, the light blue sky has begun to refract light, giving a warm soothing touch to this city-state of tall buildings and ancient buildings.

Today is the first weekend since March.

There was a faint white mist on the tracks, caused by the evaporation of the dew drops formed by the previous night's drop in temperature, and the magic train station parked next to it was eerily quiet, with only the occasional whistle and mechanical sound alerting people.

On one side of the platform, near the stop sign, where Ranch was standing, dressed in a diamond-striped suit vest and a dark gray robe draped over his body, he looked up at the timetable on the crystal screen, and then moved his gaze to the far end of the track in the fog, probably convinced that he would soon see the train entering the station.

"Hey."

At this moment, a familiar voice broke the silence around him.

Ranch turned.

He saw Sid standing in front of him.

Her slim white shirt is layered over a flowing coat and a long black skirt, which makes her look capable and chic.

"Good morning."

Ranch greeted the Catholic Church.

The two of them had already agreed that after he had finished his week-long job at the Royal Academy of Magic of Protos, he would be able to embark on a journey to the Silent Branch in the north.

Of course, this was the task given to them by the Imperial Capital's Silence Branch.

Although neither of them had seen him once at school, Lanch was probably sure that the West Germans were pretending to be students watching him.

The platform floor was not busy for the time being, and the bell tower rang six o'clock in the distance, and only a few passengers who were catching the early train were in a hurry.

The two of them stood motionless on the edge of the platform, and the figures seemed extraordinarily quiet.

"Where's your cat?"

Sid looked at Ranch's hand and then at his black scarf.

He was still holding two pet tickets that he had just replaced, one of which had become his scarf, and the other was still hidden.

Ranchi didn't speak, just looked down at his own shadow.

Then his shadow trembled.

Apparently the cat boss was so scared that he wanted to die.

Or it won't dare to stay with the Catholic Church even if it dies.

The black fox was not aware of the strength or weakness of West Germany at all, and had no sense of vigilance against her.

"It's too timid."

Ranch reluctantly looked at West Germany and said.

"It's normal, generally if I don't disguise or restrain my aura, powerful demonic beasts will also be scared away by me."

Sid didn't care much about it, as if he knew that he was born with the ability to disperse animals.

"This cat is already more afraid of life, and may be closer to the familiar old man."

Although I don't know if Sid also wants to touch the little black cat, it seems that she has little hope of being able to run into the cat boss unless she uses strong means.

"That's right."

In the midst of a brief exchange, the faint sound of metal wheels rubbing against rails could be heard in the distance.

The sound gradually amplified, from the faint at the beginning to become clearer and clearer, and in the roar, a golden high beam appeared in the dense fog in the distance, it was the magic energy rail train that was about to enter the station.

As the magic train slid into the platform with a swift and solemn attitude, the characteristic sense of magic vibration spread throughout the platform, until tens of seconds after it had completely stopped, a light smoke mist rose from the top of the train, and the door of the carriage slowly opened, revealing the luxurious decoration of its interior.

The tickets purchased for the two of them by the Temple of the Knights of Silence were next to each other, even if they didn't have to look at it.

Ranch and Sid got on the train and walked through several carriages, quickly finding their seats.

Heavy curtains were drawn on the windows on both sides, but through the gaps in the curtains, you could still see the hazy scenery outside the window.

Lanch looked out the window, as if he was a little concerned about his academy in the imperial capital, while West Germany picked up a magazine and newspaper, ready to flip through it.

She rarely embarks on such a journey.

So now I feel extra leisure, and I even need to pass the time a little.

Finally, Ranch seemed to let go and decided to set his sights on a new journey.

"Sid, you have to protect me, I'm just a fourth-order support."

Ranch smiled and said to Sigrid.

Sigrid insisted on changing back to the level she had when she was a teenager.

However, even if Xide suppressed her strength back to the fourth order, she still had a sense of oppression for her peers, and it seemed that when she was once a fourth-order, almost all the opponents of the same rank she met were one punch.

"I want to declare to you first, I'm just a companion now, although theoretically there is a possibility of saving your life, but I won't stop you from committing suicide, I know how to respect the fate of others, and when I judge that you are going to do something that is lifeless, I will not follow you again."

Sid turned his head to look at him, showing no pity for the jade, and said bluntly.

“……”

Ranch was still smiling politely, but his expression was temporarily undynamic.

It seems that it is impossible to touch the enemy and then drive West Germany to help the enemy in seconds.

"And when I judge that the enemy is far stronger than me, I will make a reasonable judgment as a fourth-order warrior, such as choosing to run away when it is time to escape, and choosing whether to sell you or run with you."

Sid goes on to explain to Ranch how she works, which is also a disclaimer - meaning that if Ranch wastes herself, don't blame her.

"Under what circumstances can you run away with me?"

"It depends on how dangerous the situation is, and how much the West German identity thinks of you."

"Huh?"

Ranch had never heard of such a play.

"So correspondingly, you must also cherish me and protect me."

Sid put down the newspaper, patted Ranch on the shoulder, and said in confidence.

"Why do I have to protect you?"

Lanch couldn't figure it out, how could he say that he had to protect West Germany in turn?

"If I'm not happy, I'm probably going to quit the team, you have to take into account the mood of your teammates."

Sid said solemnly.

Lanch was speechless for a moment.

You're really strict.

If I hadn't asked it now, would I still be ready to give me a remorse when the time came?

“……”

When they saw Lanchi, they were silenced.

Boss Cat feels that Ranch has finally met an opponent.

Not only did he fail to reach the other party, but after going around in a circle according to the other party's magical ideas, he was also dominated by anti-guests.

“…… Ah, okay. ”

Ranch finally bowed his head in approval.

He understood the logic of West Germany.

She focuses on a stroke and will never let Ranch get into any holes.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get, the more I think about it, the more I lose.

If she can't help, then what are you bringing her for?

No, he has to play Deathstream.

This trip to the north is mainly about seeing death as home.

She just said that there is no life in ten lives, and she will not mess around with herself.

Then as long as it is a matter of nine deaths and a lifetime, it is still possible to drive West Germany!

Bishop-level devastating shot, I always feel like I can't make it without her once!

(End of chapter)