Tomorrow's Ark in Huang Heilong's eyes

"It's... okay..."

Staring at Mostima's eyes full of smiles that never loosened, An Suo shrank his neck timidly, and didn't care about Miss Neng Angel who lost her online name.

However, the reaction of the dark cable is not important. The main purpose of Mostima's visit today is to see the world. To be honest, the so-called "subversion of the continental pattern" in the emperor's mouth is enough to make her feel curious. .

"Oh, I forgot to introduce the person next to me."

But Mostima didn't come to the door alone, so she moved away a little bit, allowing the serious woman who came with her to be fully displayed in front of everyone.

"This is Fiametta, my... um... guardian."

When talking about Fiametta beside him, Mostima seemed to suddenly get excited, and continued to "show off" to Elba:

"Of course, excluding that name, she has many titles that can shock the world!"

Then she turned to Fiametta and asked:

"Aren't you right? Narrator of suffering."

One thing to say, it's a strong title indeed - if you ignore the veins popping on Fiametta's forehead.

"Hello."

Elba was speaking to this seemingly unusual duo for the time being.

"you..."

Just as Fiametta was about to speak, Mostima beside him made a loud noise.

"Oh!"

When everyone's eyes fell on her face, Mostima raised his head at a 45-degree angle, as if thinking.

"Speaking of which, the title of the narrator of suffering has been around for a long time. What is her name now? Super Punisher King? Apocalypse Announcer? Reaper of Death? Holy Hunter?"

A fist the size of a casserole hit her face involuntarily.

"I told you not to call me by such weird code names!"

Of course Fiametta's fist was missed, but she didn't think about doing anything【+

"I'm sorry to make you see a joke, just call me Fiameta, my real name is a very good title! Also, I am currently the watcher of Mostima, not the guardian."

She refuted many "fallacies" in Mostima's words in one breath.

It's just that Elba was still deep in thought, but the people present didn't feel embarrassed. After Fiameta finished his statement, he turned his head and gave Mostima a smirk, and retreated to The side stopped talking.

"Destroy the Phoenix people."

About a minute later, Elba, who had searched the memory of his previous life, confided a name, and after speaking, he nodded towards Fiameta with satisfaction.

"It suits you quite well."

There was no basis, but his strong intuition made him feel that the girl in front of him was very suitable for this title.

"what?"

Fiametta never thought that even a stranger who just met could put a strange-sounding name on her head, and because of this, her expression began to twist.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Contrary to Fiameta, Mostima immediately looked up to the sky and laughed when he heard Elba's "name".

She clapped her hands, full of praise for Elba.

"I didn't expect you, boss, to have this kind of taste. Maybe we hit it off by accident! Destroying Phoenix Man, it's really a great name! I remember it!"

"Mo! S! Men! Horse!"

Fiameta was faintly surrounded by sparks, her eyes turned red, and she seemed to be fighting.

"Do you want Xiao Le to notice your existence? Or are you ready to answer her about her sister?"

"..."

As soon as Mastema's words came out, Fiameta immediately died down, ignoring Mastema for the time being, a madman, she once again looked at Elba who was sitting on the main seat, and seriously said:

"I want to emphasize again, please remember my name firmly, Fiameta, I am proud of this name, not that inexplicable title."

"A strong and strong man can remember his name. It seems that our Miss Phoenix has reached that age. To be honest, I am very pleased."

Fiametta hardened her fist, but she held back.

"Feel sorry."

Elba nodded to the woman in front of him. This time, he really didn't think about it, and he wasn't the kind to save face, so naturally he wouldn't hold on to a single point.

"Thank you for your understanding."

Fiameta can only rejoice that the existence in front of him has not acquired the bad habit of "bad taste" that more or less exists in many immortals due to years of boring life, and this unexpectedly easy-to-talk The attitude actually surprised her a bit.

If you want to talk about why Fiameta showed such a respectful and polite attitude towards Elba, it was because Mastema had done her homework before coming here.

"If that penguin hadn't been playing with people over there, maybe what we're going to face this time is a real god? The kind that only exists in the Lateran scriptures."

Although the city of Rutland itself has a more or less punk style, and the characters of the angels in it are all weird, but the people from that area are generally quite religious, even Mo A fallen angel like Stima must have yearning for the gods in his heart.

And after wandering around the mainland for many years, Mostima's standards of vision have also improved a lot. It's not like they haven't seen the gods enshrined in a certain area, and those existences in the legends of various countries have also We all know it.

Even under such circumstances, Mostima still had such an evaluation of this being who was only dictated by others, and Fiameta had to be cautious just because of this.

But to be honest, when she saw Elba's real person, she was more or less disappointed. After all, this kind of "fireworks" surrounded by fragrances is really hard to remind people of great gods—except for the if If there is no sense of oppression.

"Anyway, we're here today just to get acquainted~ After we meet, we'll leave first! There's still work to be done as a courier."

The two of them came here specially this time and didn't need any entrustment. They just wanted to see what Elbaqi was like, and they didn't plan to stay long after the goal was achieved, so Mostima took the initiative to say goodbye.

"It doesn't seem to be anything special, does it?"

Stepping on the snow that slowly piled up on the road, Fiametta asked Mastema, whose smile seemed to never change.

"wrong."

Deliberately stepping on the place where Fiameta had left footprints, Mostima leaned up from behind.

"This time, I really bumped into a big shot!"

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"Hey, can you hear me?"

Amiya's crisp and pleasant voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone.

"Greetings from a long time, Mr. Elba."

This is not an instant message, but a recording that has been prepared and packaged in advance.

"While it's a pity that I can't speak to you in real time, this is an exceptional situation and this is really an act of last resort."

After continuous repairs by the engineering department day and night, Rhodes Island's information transmission function can finally come in handy.

Of course, this kind of small water pipe can't afford this kind of long-distance smooth real-time communication for the time being.

After a long period of training, Amiya's own abilities are also growing rapidly.

She is talented, otherwise she would not have been specially entrusted with the power of the Demon King by Theresia, and coupled with her serious and responsible character, she should have such a growth rate.

But there are still some deficiencies. The biggest problem is the so-called "goal".

In life, the motivation for most people to move forward is nothing more than their inner goals or desires, but not long ago, Amiya was just an ordinary infected girl, and she was suddenly promoted to a high position. There will inevitably be a period of confusion for a certain period of time.

After all, the girl's wish before that may be that her disease can be cured.

"Honestly, I still feel... that... how should I put it?"

The recording paused for a while, and Elba could imagine Amiya nodding her head in thought.

"Puzzled."

The girl's voice sounded again, but there was inevitably some hesitation between the lines that was forced to grow up.

"What am I going to do next? What should I do to please everyone? Recently, I have been thinking about this question every day."

However, while talking, Amiya seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly let out a small exclamation.

"what!"

"Mr. Elba, please don't misunderstand me. I didn't say this to make you miserable. I just wanted to share my current mood... um... don't worry about it."

Amiya said so, but everyone present knew that she might need to rely on others more than she imagined.

"Dr. Kelsey and the others are really powerful. They can manage Rhodes Island in an orderly manner under such circumstances. This makes me wonder, can I do it? Or, can I do it well?"

Amiya rambled on for a while, like a daughter who was telling her father about many things she had experienced in school.

"There's nothing more to say. Rhodes Island plans to go to Rem Billiton recently. I'm going to discuss this with Dr. Kelsey and the others now."

The recording ushered in the end, and finally the little rabbit was full of ardent expectations.

"Can we see you again, Mr. Alba?"

After listening to the recording sent by the other party today, Elba turned off the light on the phone screen without changing his face.

"I think it's a bit irresponsible to place this burden on Amiya."

Theresa sat aside and said with a complicated expression after listening to all of Amiya's recordings.

Elba didn't answer Teresia, he stood up slowly, his eyes were faintly glowing red.

As a strange breath emanated, the princess's eyes widened involuntarily. She felt that there was a sudden strong "resonance" between herself and the person in front of her.

And the rest of the "gifted people" in the world also feel this way.

"Just move forward."

Huang Heilong uttered a few words lightly.

At the same time, in Rhodes Island's combat conference room, Amiya was slightly stunned, and then heard what Elba said.

"Amiya?"

Sensing the girl's sudden daze, Kelsey frowned and called her name again.

"Ah! Sorry Dr. Kelsey!"

Amiya came back to her senses, and immediately apologized to Kelsey and admitted her mistake.

"focus."

Kelsey mentioned it a little bit, but didn't go into it. After all, she was only a 12-year-old girl. No matter how strong and mature she was outside, this was a fact that would not change. too harsh.

"understand!"

Amiya's two long ears straightened up. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Kelsey felt that her motivation seemed to have improved a lot.

Although I don't know why this change has occurred, it is indeed a good thing, and Kelsey only thinks that Amiya has become more enlightened.

After the meeting, Amiya secretly pressed her hand on her chest, showing an infatuated smile.

Today's Longmen is still blowing cool wind, but the snow has stopped.

After living together with Elba's family, Chen finally moved back to his original residence, and after that it seemed to be an unchanging life.

Without some "deepening communication" action because of any entrustment, Chen's life is not much different from the original.

It's just that she pays more attention to it on weekdays. Different from her daily work, she often haunts the archives and reference room inside the Guard Bureau recently, and the reason is actually just one thing.

— Tallulah, her sister.

Although she still misses her childhood playmate who had a good relationship with her, but if she was told out of nowhere that the other party was her sister, it was inevitable that she would feel affirmed.

It's not that I will resist this feeling, but it still feels a little unreal, but it doesn't matter.

As far as the current goal is concerned, there is a longing in Chen's heart

——She was a little anxious, wanting to see Tallulah again.

However, she couldn't just rush forward in such a reckless manner. The more it was like this, the more she had to be fully prepared. After all, she didn't even know the approximate location of the opponent.

"Xiaota...sister..."

Gently brushing over the group photo of the two when they were young, Chen Naying's face is full of reminiscence.