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Chapter 88 "46"

The confusing situation statement ended quickly, and the irritating black room time naturally ended, and Eiffel woke up soon after.

Judging from the explanation they gave, it may be that they encountered a new type of guerrilla ship from the empire, and they voluntarily withdrew from the battlefield after multiple rounds of rapid strikes.

However, the shame is that we did not even make a counterattack.

The Empire's new guerrilla ship?

I have to say that it is quite powerful. If we were just ordinary civilian ships, or some cargo ships, we might have been sunk.

It seems that those scientific research institutions that usually have no voice at all can still produce results.

"Ah~!"

The temporary dormitory I was assigned was in B-412. According to the information I got during the previous chat, it seemed that one room would accommodate many people.

If it's just a bed, I think this cargo hold is still comfortable, at least you don't have to worry about the depressing environment.

Don't worry about attending troublesome social events, either.

In fact, there is one thing to say, in places like colleges and universities, sooner or later you have to participate in social activities. Instead of locking yourself here, it is better to take this opportunity to meet some friends first.

But not necessarily, they may not be in the same class as me, and they may not even be in the same academy, so does it make sense?

Oh, it's all trouble...

Think about my father, what kind of person would he be when he was young?
Suddenly recalled that there was still an old magnetic card of his father hanging on his chest. Although the card had been severely worn and looked like a white card, the position of the name could still be vaguely recognized.

It may be something like an old-fashioned ID card. If you carefully identify it, you can barely read it: "Lan...te..."

lo.

This is my last name...

"There will always be some people who will live a hundred times harder than others, but due to certain pressures at the moment, they can only accept it."

Damn it, I thought of my father at this moment!
We need to deal with it, otherwise there will be big problems in the future...

"Wow."

Just press this piece and rub it hard on the ground...

I don't know why, after I mechanically pressed the card in my hand to the ground, I couldn't use any force.

But I really can't do it!

"If the price to be paid is still less than expected, or if it is really something that has to be done, then sacrifice should be necessary..."

It happened that his face clearly appeared in my mind again, and now it makes me feel mixed.

Under the illumination of the light, the floor paint of the cargo compartment glowed with a dark green luster, making the environment look particularly depressing.

I can even imagine that I was half kneeling on the ground in a strange posture, with my right hand tightly pressing a light white card on the ground.

I can feel my right hand shaking, I can feel my body instinctively trying to resist the next action, but I can't...

How can I lie to myself?

I want to know things about my parents, "them" and things that are not known.

This is necessary, Lin Man, this is necessary...

This will expose your identity, you already miss your father, they will recognize you when they see this!

Your name is Augusta now, Augusta!

I……

Linman Augusta!
"Crack!"

Quarantine door!
"Lin Man, I'm coming in!"

Livre...

When I came back to my senses, I realized that I had already scratched off the card in my hand, and now I could only quickly put him back in my pocket.

That's too late……

"Hey, what are you doing squatting on the ground!"

I was about to stand up, but bumped into Livre who walked in.

"Why are you still crying?"

"What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Calm down now!
What's wrong with this guy, why did he come to look for me at this moment, shouldn't he go back and take a good rest first?

At least go back and return a piece of clothing...

"I'm fine, some old injuries from before have flared up."

I have to say that I really look like I have some kind of illness. If you think about it in this way, it is indeed very reasonable.

"Old injury?"

The person in front of me stretched out his hand towards me with some doubts, and his small white hand dangled in front of my eyes, as if he wanted to help me up first.

Thinking back to the bombing that almost killed me, I didn't lie to her.

"Well, I got some injuries when I was still in the empire."

"Thank you."

Since everyone has stretched out their hands to help me, isn't it a bastard if I don't take advantage of it...

This worried expression doesn't look like a fake, at least this guy is the same as before, and his eyes look relatively clear.

Then I'll stand up by myself.

After all, my old injury didn't really flare up.

She probably didn't see what I was holding...?
"Well, you don't look very well, do you need to see a doctor?"

Seeing me wave her hand away, her expression changed somewhat.

It may seem that my expression is not very frank, but using such an inferior and unconventional excuse as a wound is cracked can really explain this problem well, so it can be regarded as a wrong attack.

"It's okay, thank you, it was almost healed before, but the two shocks just now seemed to be pulled again."

That's right, I'm such a little genius to throw the blame on the shock just now!
"But you just looked like..."

He hesitated to speak, just now it looked...does it mean that I was not like this just now?
That person wants to save face and suffer.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to come to me so soon."

This is indeed true.

"Haha, in that case, it's my fault, it's my fault."

But fortunately, after hearing what I said, Li Fuer immediately showed an expression of "I understand, I understand".

It seems that this should be the past.

Ugh……

"Let's talk about it."

He held some bulk containers and sat down in a dignified manner. After thinking about it, he should continue to promote the communication process.

If she keeps asking questions, I can't guarantee that she will be able to make up for her panic. After all, the principle that too much talk is bound to fall apart can be regarded as an iron law.

The container in front of me casts a long shadow under the light. Taking this opportunity to hide myself in such a shadow, I can also hide my expression well.

Surprisingly, I found out that I am actually very suitable to stay in such darkness. Maybe I was not a good person in my previous life like this.

Of course, I may not be a good person in this life.

"Well, before I get down to business, I want you to listen to me tell a story."

The girl in front of me also imitated my example and sat down slowly, but she was always in the place where the light could shine.

"There used to be a family sent to a distant place to reclaim a barren planet. They took the king's decree to enclose the land as their leader, and reclaimed the planet that was once located in the star field on the border of the kingdom."

After seeing me nodding, Livre cleared her throat and began to tell the story.

Recalling her previous performance in that living room, and what she was about to continue talking about, it seems that she is going to talk about what I need to do, right?

Does the story she is telling now have anything to do with what she wants me to do?

"After a long period of operation, the originally united family has been divided due to the relationship of interests, and the originally thriving industry has also suffered an unimaginable blow."

In other words, she is now introducing her own family, which should be said to be the background of the conflict?

According to what she described, maybe he and Titus were separated from that family, and are now in opposing families?
"At this time, due to the continuation of geographical discovery, the remote planet that was originally on the border has now become a transportation hub where multiple routes meet."

"Many external forces that were eyeing tigers also took advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of this opportunity, and the local families that were already seriously injured were once again split up, losing a huge amount of land and property."

The sadness and sigh behind the voice are self-evident, which also makes me believe that the person in front of me should come from the lonely family in this story.

At this moment, if you look at the girl in front of you again, you can feel the unconcealable desolation on your face.

I seem to have begun to trust the girl in front of me, but I'm not sure, maybe it's just a kind of sympathy.

"The despicable outlanders unite and play dirty and shameless tricks, hoping to take the opportunity to drive this dead and alive worm out of their homeland."

So I sort of get it, she's a member of the local family, and Titus is probably what's called a vile outlander.

"They cheated, plundered, and drove me... this family out of the market. At the same time, they seized their factories and mines. While disintegrating external forces, they did not forget to provoke internal conflicts in this family."

The ups and downs of the chest began to be a little chaotic, which meant that Livr seemed to be getting restless. The source of this mood should be powerlessness, right?
In fact, it is what we often call "incompetent rage".

Besides, she seemed to want to say "we" just now, right?

It may not be good to go on like this, and we have to find a way to enter the next step of communication.

"So Titus came from such a despicable and inferior force?"

If my question has been affirmed by her, I think there is no need to force her to tell this regrettable story.

After hearing my question, she suddenly raised her head and looked at me with some incomprehension.

"……Yes."

"So this is the contradiction between you and the reason why you want my help, isn't it?"

But maybe because I was in the shadows, she couldn't see my expression clearly, so she could only nod slightly again.

Then it fell into silence, and only the constant and coherent roar of the engine continued to slowly pass into the ears as background noise.

(End of this chapter)