The lake breeze on the shore was still blowing, and the luminous ores above Wan'en Puluo seemed to have remained unchanged forever. However, after meeting the young emperor, they seemed to have changed a lot.

The breeze from the lake also made Vita's thoughts clearer, and he began to analyze everything about the conversation just now.

Unfortunately, apart from what the young man wanted to tell Vita, Vita still knew nothing about all this.

There was nothing that could be done about it. Under the frozen time, the young man's smile seemed to be covered with a dark veil that no one dared to touch. And if the young man had carried Joseph and Abby to the imperial capital alone, he would have ridiculed them.

It's true, then...

It almost shows that the power of the boy to pause time is infinite, and it is not the level where he can think of a way to struggle just by pausing time for five or ten seconds.

Therefore, facing the young man, Vita almost gave up all the initiative in the conversation. He did not ask what the so-called "gift" was, what the purpose of the notebook was, and why he only mentioned Joseph and

Abby was taken directly to the imperial capital, without asking why he was entrusted to kill another emperor lying in the fortress.

It can even be said that Vita, who does not have a notebook in his hand, has no bargaining chips with the boy. If it were not for his strange commission, even if the boy paused time and kicked Vita back to Hereford, there would be nothing Vita could do.

nothing.

So, the question now is, should we follow the boy's instructions and attend tomorrow's audience to see another emperor and the gifts prepared by another emperor? Or should we just give up and admit that this trip is in vain?

This meaningful journey is just about to return home?

"Pfft, hehe, hahaha..."

A sudden burst of laughter interrupted Vita's thinking. He turned around and saw Marilyn slapping her mouth in embarrassment: "Ah, I'm sorry, I remembered something funny."

"Having happiness without sharing it is not a good thing."

"I was just thinking, how did the kid move the two big people away during the timeout? Was he carrying them sneakily? Carrying them? Or was he simply used as a horse for the two of them to ride on? Also

Where were we two just now? Does he think we are too heavy? Hey, I have also ridden the Emperor."

"...If we really rode him up here, then His Majesty is really the fastest means of transportation in the world." Vita also grinned: "Hearing what you said, I suddenly felt that the trip was worthwhile.

"

"It's not enough, because no matter how fast your Majesty is, he can't reach the sky." Marilyn stretched her body facing the big lake: "When I set off from home, I was still thinking about whether I could take the new airship from the God's Capital.

, I just saw it."

"I think you can control yourself and conjure wings."

Marilyn tilted her head and thought for a while: "It wasn't possible before, but now I feel that I can control the acid on my body more easily. How about trying it now? I can also give you a ride. What do you think? I've decided to go.

Where is it?"

"We should go back to the police station now," Vita looked at Marilyn who was eager to try: "Don't try to fly this time. Don't forget that the people in Wan'enpuro are very hostile to Blessing. I don't want to fly.

He was shot down while flying."

Marilyn curled her lips in disappointment: "Okay!"

Vita stared at her silently for a while, and after a few seconds, he raised his hands that were still handcuffed to hers: "Can this be untied?"

"...Huh, wait a minute."

"Then just wait, otherwise it will be inconvenient to walk on the street later."

"Ha, the sentence is extended! Just based on what you just said, you have to be cuffed to me for a little longer." She raised her wrist and shook it hard, dragging Vita to stagger.

…

Under the lake.

Old Dia had no idea what was going on.

He only remembered the flash of sparks from the gun pointed at his face, and a tenth of a second later, he was aroused into cold sweat all over his body.

Then, Lao Dia was shocked to realize that he was still alive and had not fallen into the endless abyss of death.

The crow mask in front of him sat blankly, looking at each other with Old Dia. On the table between them, a bronze bullet was quietly placed on the table with curls of smoke.

The two of them looked at the bullet together. Old Dia's eyes were full of question marks, while Crow Mask looked at the gun in his hand.

The muzzle of the gun was hot and steamy, indicating that it was indeed fired normally just now.

There was an eerie silence between them.

It wasn't until a moment later that Crow Mask suddenly spoke: "You still say you don't have evil powers?"

"I really didn't!"

"It doesn't matter. If you have evil powers, you will know if you try again," Crow Mask gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger hard again.

But after the gunfire, Old Dia in front of him still covered his head in panic, with no blood splattering and no brain matter pouring out.

There was just one more bullet on the table for no reason.

Old Dia was speechless and wanted to say something. But Crow Mask just waved his hand: "No need to say more, I believe you in whatever you say."

"That's great, let me tell you, I'm not evil at all..." He suddenly stopped, because Old Dia saw Crow Mask gently drop the gun and draw out the knife.

"Don't get me wrong, I believe you, really." Crow Mask gestured in front of him with a knife: "I'm just wondering, is this your own evil power, or is someone protecting you? Use a knife? Is that possible?

It’s like this too…”

"You're totally fucking crazy!"

"People infected with evil will go crazy sooner or later. Today is just a good day to go crazy."

Lao Dia shut up and hugged his face, hoping that this magical power could protect him from the madman in front of him.

At the same time, his peripheral vision was also glancing at the dark bottom of the lake outside the glass bubble. He knew that 3 kilometers up was the Wan'en Puluo he was familiar with, his familiar home. From the time he was born to now for more than 40 years, there was no such time in his heart.

, so eager to breathe the disgusting salty air on the shore.

There has never been a time when I have been so eager to look at the annoying stars outside again. There has never been a time when I have been so eager to go out.

…

Vita found herself surrounded by girls.

When he took Marilyn back to the police station, all the police officers there looked at him in a more subtle way. However, the trainee police officer Jack looked at him in a way that was no longer concealed, as if he was looking at a piece of corruption nakedly.

Extreme garbage.

Well, they must have failed to convince Marilyn to let her take off the handcuffs, which made the police officers think they were playing some weird game again.

The one who had the deepest misunderstanding was obviously Jack. After sizing up Vita, Marilyn, and the handcuffs connecting them, he sneered: "Sir, I'm so excited. But, is that really your companion in your office? He's obviously a teenager.

Young girl, please be a human being."

Vita thought for a moment and knew that they had found Wolf. So, she nodded seriously: "We are really companions. Thank you very much."

Jack could only keep breathing in as if he had a toothache.

Wolf was obviously not sober in the office, so it was a bit difficult for Vita to ask her to repeat the contents of the note. However, after filtering out her nonsense, the face of the quartered emperor also became

A little clearer.

"Teenage, young, middle-aged, old? Interesting."

"Hiccup..." Wolf wiped his mouth and spit out a stream of alcohol-flavored gas: "Why are you analyzing so seriously? This is obviously a setting that even novelists wouldn't use. It's rubbish and boring..."

"We meet the 'boy' in this."

"Eh...ha?!" Wolf sat up in shock and rolled off the sofa.

"His young majesty also said that we should go to meet with him tomorrow." Vita ignored Wolf and turned to Aurora: "Do you have any opinions about meeting with the emperor?"

"...Let me sort it out," Aurora held her forehead: "I was just using Mr. Illusion's eyepatch to make you new clothes. Now you tell me that you are going to meet His Majesty the Emperor tomorrow? It seems that the style needs to be changed.

Already..."

"Make new clothes for Vita?" Marilyn's tone was sour: "What a good craftsmanship. Can you make one for me too?"

"Of course, we all have to prepare one. It seems that I won't be able to sleep tonight." Aurora said seriously.

…

The corner of the imperial palace in the imperial capital.

Joseph opened his arms and allowed the ceremonial officer to move around, measure, and cut his body. A gorgeous new dress slowly took shape on his body.

"What should I do with the lady's clothes?" Joseph was so dizzy with the happiness that he subconsciously asked.

"Miss Abby?" the etiquette officer pondered for a moment: "You don't need to worry about this, leave everything to us, everything has been arranged."

"That's good, that's good." Joseph exhaled, feeling that it was his turn to carry the notebook and he was really lucky.

…

Deep inside the palace.

The young emperor closed his eyes, raised his head, and seemed to be looking at the starry sky that was now invisible: "How long will it take?"

"Soon, soon." In the void, a silver-haired woman emerged and slowly approached him.

The figure walked up to the young man, raised his hand, and wanted to touch his cheek.

But the young man avoided him: "Hey, Stephanie, not now."

"At least now, we are not familiar with each other."

Stephanie's shadow retracted her hand like an electric shock, and then she seemed to be crying a little: "Yes, we are not familiar yet. But, promise me, just now, okay?"
Chapter completed!