At night, the Helrom Broadcasting Company building emits a huge screen that emits white light, reflecting the hustle and bustle of the ground into the sky.

The sound and video playing on the screen is a street interview not far from the building, and the scene is occupied by Rocky McCarthy who suddenly walks into the frame.

His words were clear and powerful, and as he spoke, his gaze slowly swept over the crowd around him, as if silently telling everyone that we need to be more patient and more understanding.

The crowd around them gradually exchanged glances a little crampedly, and the original resentment and hostility melted away in his words, and began to echo in his voice.

"Mr. McCarthy is right."

"We may be too impulsive."

"I'm really sorry, but I'll just say that the Royal Academy of Magic and Wizardry Protos won't have students who disagree with Rocky McCarthy."

Apologetic whispers began to appear in the crowd, and a jumble of voices tried to explain to him and the two girls, some voices with trance, some with concern, a few words, a few sincere descriptions, expressing their misunderstandings and guilt.

The atmosphere eased and everyone became extra cooperative.

"Alright, it's okay, let's go back to school."

After solving the problem, he turned to the two girls behind him who had been trapped in the crowd, and spoke to them with a fatherly care and the responsibility of a leader.

After a brief conversation with the reporter, Ranch said goodbye and prepared to leave the restless place that had been quelled and return to his school, where he still had this official business, and this week would probably be his busiest and most fulfilling week.

Just as he turned around and began to take the first step, he suddenly felt his arm being gently grasped.

Rankie's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and an unexpected surprise swept over his face, and he turned his head to look at the girl who was holding his arm tightly.

“……”

She pursed her lips, her eyes filled with subtle tension and determination, perhaps to express unspoken gratitude, or to convey some private words to him.

"Is there anything I need help with?"

Lanchi's expression quickly changed from surprise to calm listening, and he spoke softly, with a hint of helplessness and politeness.

This little episode made the crowd around them quiet a little again, waiting to see what would happen next.

The unexpectedly brave girl of the Milford family caught a political celebrity at this time, and once again became a striking focus in the interview tonight.

“……”

Surrounded by crowds of onlookers and video equipment, her eyes seemed to be trying to convey something, but she couldn't speak, just grabbed Lanchi's arm tighter and tighter, afraid that he would run away.

It's like if you don't take this opportunity to communicate with him, it may be difficult to see him again later.

This confuses Ranch and gradually starts to feel a little unpleasant.

He doesn't like to be touched.

"Hello, if there is anything, you can tell me."

His voice, though calm, was enough to attract the attention of those around him, and to make the girl feel that her actions had attracted attention.

Anyone can read this subtle signal—he thinks the girl's behavior is a little offensive to personal boundaries.

If she continues to cross the line, he may have to signal for the security guards next to him to step in.

The aristocratic lady's hand was still tightly gripping his arm, her eyes were full of complex emotions, and there were many words crowded in her heart but she couldn't find an outlet, hoping that he would find out soon.

Miss Earl Milford may have realized at this time that she had expressed her emotions in a way that was a little excessive, but the urgency of wanting to express them kept her firmly in place.

Her jewel-like bright pupils reflected Lanchi's figure, as his eyes changed.

Ranch was puzzled by this sudden emotion.

In the past two months in the Northern Continent, he is used to controlling the overall situation and getting used to people following him, but at this moment, the girl in front of him made him stop in a way that wanted to restrain him.

There were people all around, and she didn't dare to pass on the words, so she could only look at Lan Qi with a little tearful eyes, which was a very faint breathing sound, and if he was listening, he would definitely be able to perceive it, compared to anxiety and stubbornness, it was more trust, and he was sure that he would be able to see who he was.

Sometimes even the smallest sound can convey a very meaningful message.

I don't know why.

The appearance of a woman I didn't know before, and I didn't hear her voice at all, she was only playing dumb riddles with herself.

Lan Qi looked at this familiar look, but there was a strange feeling in his heart.

It's like it's a mistake to be estranged from her at the moment.

Moreover, why was he touched by her so easily?

Is she too sluggish, or is she too strong?

No way......

As the first drop of rain fell silently in the night sky, it seemed to open the floodgates of memory, and between the rain lines illuminated by the white light of the building screen, the eyes of the young man and the aristocratic girl met, conveying the emotions in each other's hearts.

As the rain intensified, the crystal screen of the Helrom Broadcasting Company building flickered in the rain, and the flash of the cameras occasionally illuminated the faces of the two men.

There were no words, only eye contact, and the unique tacit understanding between them made everyone around them feel that this was an unusual reunion, and even the video equipment could not fully capture the deep meaning of that look, and Lanchi's expression slowly changed from stunned to calm.

"Is that you?"

Ranchi asked tentatively, and although he didn't have any evidence, he had a gut feeling that the girl in front of him was the person he had been looking for in the imperial capital.

“…… You finally recognize me. ”

Huberian nodded, her troubled brow finally stretched out when she received Lanch's response, followed by a relieved expression, then a relieved smile.

When Huberian looked up again, Ranchi already looked at him encouragingly, his face devoid of the alienation, and the optimism that had been familiar to Ixrita had returned.

The reporter, who had been watching for a long time and had not left, kept observing the two people back and forth.

“…… Excuse me, Mr. Rocky McCarthy, do you two know each other? ”

He finally handed out the microphone a little nervously and asked, with his professional observation and logical analysis, it should be like this, yes, the process just now is too visual.

"I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I can't recognize each other anymore."

Lan Qi looked away, a smile on his lips but his eyes lowered.

"Did the two young ladies of Milford just come to the imperial capital of Herrom today?"

The Protos Broadcasting Company reporter was enlightened and asked.

"Yes."

Mishula's jaw was confirmed.

The reporter showed a shocked look, and he didn't need to ask much, he also understood what was going on - Rocky McCarthy and Miss Earl of the Milford family had been separated for many years, and when they met again, they finally recognized each other's childhood sweethearts.

Originally, it was a dangerous journey full of challenges and tests to travel away from home to study at the Royal Academy of Magic of Protos, which is known for its strictness, and to compete viciously with the young geniuses of the Protos Empire, but for Miss Earl Milford, it became "About My Childhood Friend Being the Headmaster of the Academy", what a Mary Sue plot!

Today is also the third watch, desperately to repay the debt!

(End of chapter)