Civilization Guardian Front

This is the residence of Takamahara Yucai. With the wealth she earned from commissions in the past, she does not need to rent a house like most office workers, and can easily buy real estate in the most expensive location in Japan.

"Thank you for sending me back. I'm very happy today..." The female teacher in the passenger seat unbuttoned her seat belt and said apologetically to Chios:

"Obviously I was the one who coerced you first, but I didn't expect Teacher Chios to treat you. I'm really sorry."

"Although there are mostly pranks involved, letting Mr. Gao Tianyuan fall into danger alone is a bit too much..." The young man put his hands on the steering wheel, and after reflecting on his words, he showed a faint smile in relief.

"There's no point in arguing about right and wrong now...so, are we reconciled?"

Accompanied by these words, he handed it between the two seats with his palm facing up.

"Um..."

With a gentle reply, Gao Tianyuan Yucai held the palm of the other party.

"It's because of Mr. Chios that I can forgive you so quickly..."

The whisper of the female teacher was still clear in the closed car, but she seemed to be unable to hear Chios, and continued talking to herself:

"Ever since I was seriously injured by a sniper, it is difficult to maintain my concentration in previous battles. Even if I can do it in a short period of time, I will still have a headache for a long time."

"When dealing with students at noon, I really almost couldn't hold on."

Chios has heard about Takamahara Yucai's experience.

Hit in the head by a sniper rifle, although he survived by luck, but unfortunately his strength has never recovered to the peak state, so he chose to retire at a young age.

Unexpectedly, high-intensity fighting would also cause severe headaches...

"Feel sorry. "

Understanding the side effects of Takamahara Yucai's battle, Chios held the opponent's hand with a little more strength.

Although the concern conveyed by his expression and movements is very small, it gives people the warmth that is not deliberate, not exaggerated, and just right.

"Ms. Chios' eyes are very gentle now..."

Feeling the heat from the young man's palm, Gao Tianyuan Yucai's eyes behind the lens were covered with a layer of mist.

Facing the man in the driver's seat sideways, she pecked lightly on the other's cheek with her cherry lips that spoke softly.

chirp...

When Chios looked over in surprise, the female teacher wearing glasses had withdrawn and returned to her seat, her bare hand was covering her lips, and her right eye winked at him playfully.

"Be careful when you go to Luxembourg."

Leaving a word lightly, Gao Tianyuan Yucai got out of the car and closed the door, waved goodbye to the owner through the glass, and then walked briskly to her residence.

After watching the female teacher walk into the apartment building, his figure completely disappeared from sight, and then Chios drove away.

The crimson sports car galloped towards Haneda Airport.

...

2008年5月12日22：47

Tokyo, Haneda Airport, VIP dedicated apron...

Stopping in front of the first terminal, Chios handed over the sports car to Marshall's servants to drive back to the hotel, then boarded a special car and went through the fast lane to the parking place of his private jet.

Under the ladder with the open front door of the dark blue Airbus A321LR, there are no other family guards, only a tall girl standing and waiting.

Wearing Burberry's classic off-white trench coat, her slender legs are wrapped in black denim pants, and the light brown boots below the knee further elongate her proportions.The silver-white waist-length hair is not coiled up when wearing armor, but the shawl is scattered, which is less rigorous and adds a sense of romantic fashion.

Jeanne d'Arc

She was holding the mobile phone to pass the time, when she saw the black Toyota Crown sedan driving into the tarmac, she immediately put it away.

"Good evening Chios..."

Looking at the young man who got out of the car calmly after the driver opened the door, Joan of Arc did not use the title "Count", but just called the other person by his name in a very ordinary way.

In Japan, which lost two valuable warships and more than [-] officers and soldiers under Yiyou's surprise attack, the title "Earl" has been regarded as the number one terrorist by insiders, and they are always paying close attention to relevant information.

Even if this is Chios' special apron, there is no guarantee that all information will not be leaked.

"Good evening, you are very beautiful today, Joan..." Satisfied with Joan's cautiousness, Chios made a gesture to let the chauffeur leave, politely and quickly scanned the girl's clothes, and sincerely praised:

"Although the figure in the armor is also heroic, it is far from being more real and more like yourself at this moment. I like it very much... no, I can even say that I am a little moved."

"Heart, heartbeat or something..." I never thought that my attire would be so praised by the man in front of me, and Joan's fair and flawless face was immediately stained with a blush.

After a while, she raised her eyes, met the young man's deep purple eyes, and replied shyly:

"thanks."

In fact, it wasn't the other party's last sentence that made her tremble the most...

The phrase "more real, more like yourself" is it.

Putting on the armor, she is like the ancestors of the past generations, combining reason, strategy, and coldness, and living as the veritable "No. 30 Joan of Arc".

Although this is also part of her inseparable, it is not unique to her personal traits.

Chios's appreciation, on the other hand, removes the aura of "Saint Joan of Arc", and is only for her.

"By the way..." Without further teasing the silver-haired girl's thoughts, Chios looked around, but couldn't find another person who should be present, so he asked:

"Is Petra still here?"

"No, she'll be there at nine, she just doesn't want to wait outside with me."

Chapter 250 Eight? An annoying guy

AirbusA321LR special order...

In the single-aisle cabin with a length of 40 meters and a width of nearly 4 meters, in addition to a luxurious master bedroom and guest room, there is also a bathroom equipped with a jacuzzi, shower and sauna. The part near the front of the fuselage is planned as a living room, The spacious living room combines elements such as dining and entertainment, and professional bartenders and sommeliers are hired to be in charge of the small bar.

Even in the clouds at an altitude of [-] meters, the private jet of the Earl of Pembroke can still provide accommodation comparable to the luxury suites of five-star hotels.

"So, what's so interesting about this game..." Holding the PSP with both hands, the descendant of Cleopatra, who quickly clicked between the analog joystick and the buttons, complained while avoiding the attack of the Xunlong on the screen. :

"Poor hunter...except that he won't fall to his death when he jumps from a high place, his strength is ridiculously weak compared to his body. Why does this body want to play a character who is weaker than himself...I'm so annoying, how can I The dragon that keeps jumping up and down, come back quickly and let this concubine hack me to death!"

(Having said so much, you should put down the game console...)

Holding a whiskey glass in his hand, flicking the icy ice and amber liquid in the glass, Chios looked at Petra beside him, feeling inexplicably amused.

Before the plane took off, the blue-haired woman lying sideways on the chaise longue looked bored, and turned the gold ornaments on her body into gold dust, which continuously transformed into various sharp blades on her palm.

Chios, who always felt that if she continued like this, might want to kill the waiter on the plane to relieve boredom, forced a PSP to the other party.

People who don't have much contact with video games, even if they have a reaction power far beyond ordinary people, will inevitably make mistakes in judgment in the absence of experience.

Although Petra learned quickly and easily passed the clumsy initial monsters like chopping melons and chopping vegetables, but now she is struggling in front of the relatively agile Xunlong.

After being knocked down once, Petra, who originally disliked the difficulty of the game, was very annoyed, and now she is concentrating on hunting.

"From scolding monsters for being weak, to now saying that characters are useless..." After drinking half of the whiskey in the glass, the young man moved closer to the blue-haired woman as if watching a good show, watching the battle on the PSP screen.

"The transformation is evidently quick, Petra."

"Stop talking sarcastic, you..."

Petra, who manipulated the character to roll to avoid Xunlong's pounce, and got the time to drink the recovery potion, turned her face to the side, and was about to say something, but found...

Chios's handsome face, which seemed to be carved by an artist, was close at hand at some point. The distance between their lips was less than three centimeters, and the hot and humid breath produced by their breathing intertwined head-on, and then blew on their sensitive skin.

The sudden intrusion into a distance that caused people to imagine, and the situation that they would be close to each other as long as they took a little further step, instantly shattered the consciousness of the blue-haired woman's mind into a blank.

She was so dazed for three seconds...

"You, don't get so close to my concubine!"

Petra, whose head was running again, backed away in panic, and found that the back and side of her body were blocked by the back of the chair and the armrest respectively. She could only reach out and push against the young man's chest to prevent him from approaching.

"It's just that I just want to see how you play, why are you so flustered..." Chios asked with a look of surprise, as if he really didn't mean to be like this.

However, after saying this, a wicked and happy smile soon appeared on his face.

"Could it be that you were expecting something from the bottom of your heart, so you misunderstood? That's really embarrassing..."

"How is it possible!" The blue-haired woman turned her face away and snorted arrogantly.

"I don't like you, and...you don't like me either."

If Petra only said the previous paragraph, Chios might still feel a little frustrated.But after adding the last sentence, the other party's inner thoughts became a bit intriguing.

Considering that the sound of water in the bathroom behind him had stopped for a few minutes, the young man did not intend to continue playing tricks on Petra at this moment.

"Although I don't remember that I ever said such a thing, but..." Speaking of this, he pointed to the PSP on the other party's left palm and asked:

"Would you like to confirm whether your character is still alive?"

"Uh..." Petra's expression sank when Chios reminded her.

Looking at the screen, her character who was stunned on the spot after drinking the recovery medicine, was defeated by Xunlong's claws without accident.

"Looks like I'd better not bother you..."

Chios patted the back of the blue-haired woman's hand, and retreated before she could react, picked up the wine glass and half a bottle of whiskey, and walked towards the rear of the cabin.

By chance, the door to the bathroom off the aisle opened as he passed.

Joan of Arc walked out wearing a bathrobe and wiping her silver hair with a towel.

There was a trace of dampness in the hair, and the white and tender skin that had just taken a hot bath was slightly pink. A drop of sweat that had not been wiped off slipped from the neck, passed through the girl's delicate collarbone, and penetrated deep into the gully on the chest.

What a wonderful view...

"Chios, is there something on my face, why are you staring at me?"

Unaware of her natural charm after getting out of the bath, the silver-haired girl blinked her ice sapphire-like eyes and asked puzzled questions.

"It's nothing..." Since the other party didn't realize it, Chios had no intention of telling him.

Holding the wine glass, he raised his left hand to signal to the back of the aisle, changed into a solemn expression as he was talking about business, and asked Jeanne:

"There is something I want to discuss with you, is it convenient to come to the bedroom now?"

"Well, no problem."

Joan nodded slightly and followed behind the young man.

In the cabin living room, Petra watched from the corner of her eye as Chios and Joan of Arc disappeared at the end of the aisle step by step, and her finger movements for operating the game console gradually slowed down.

She looked at the monster on the PSP screen in her hand, and suddenly lost interest in killing it.

Regardless of the current mission, Petra directly pushed the switch on the side of the game console, making the screen black.

Lower your head and focus on the outfit you are wearing today...

It's not the Hellenistic Egyptian silk robe of the past, but a knitted sweater and a light brown pleated knee-length skirt, and pure white leather wedge-shaped low-heeled sandals on feet that are not used to wearing socks.

The golden snake crown that I usually wear is turned into a belt around my waist, and the rest of the gold accessories are also changed to a fresh and simple style with the attire...

It's all because the "Earl" who is Yiyou's No. 2 said, "Try to avoid overly exaggerated clothes for this trip."

She reluctantly sacrificed her personal habits to dress like this.

In the end, I didn't even hear a thank you...

Thinking of this, Petra couldn't help curling her lips and muttering:

"Are you blind, nasty guy..."

Chapter 250: Witch Company

"Thank you for contacting the Witch Company..."

Stepping into the master bedroom, the young man put the whiskey bottle on the bedside table, then sat on the blue velvet single sofa, raised his glass to greet Joan of Arc.

"Speaking of this kind of underground magic association, you guys who are also witches are the most familiar."

"Actually, I don't have a good relationship with those witches who like turmoil..."

The silver-haired girl came to the bed next to the young man and sat down, and replied with a cool voice like a cold spring:

"Petra, on the other hand, is respected by the witches for her strength, and her behavior style is similar to that of members of the witch company. It should be easier if she is in charge of contact."

"Naturally, it's better to leave it to calm and rational people to negotiate such matters, besides..." Toasting the remaining dark golden whiskey, Chios put the glass aside and continued to explain to Jeanne:

"For a radical militant organization like the Witch Company, if we, Yiyou, choose an envoy from the main combat faction, the meaning of the alliance will easily become distorted, and even make the Witch Company have wrong expectations of us, thinking that we I would be happy to join them in instigating wars around the world."