Jarilo-VI, outer atmosphere.
The gilt-bodied Star Dome train hovered silently in the near-Earth orbit of the icy planet.
Welt Yang.
The senior member of the train crew, a middle-aged man who, despite having regained his long-buried passion after stepping into the universe, still retains the stability and maturity of the original leader of the organisation.
Until--
-- he saw the planet combed into a center parting through the window of the train.
"Oh the coffee is spilling."
Accompanied by a moving voice with an elegant and mature flavour, Welt Yang, who was still staring at this planet outside in a daze, came back to his senses.
"Ahem, out of order."
Black light flickered, and the dark brown coffee liquid that had clung to the man's hand silently disappeared into the deep void under his masterful power control.
He set the coffee cup back down on the round table in front of him, and with trembling fingers, he forced himself to hold up the black-rimmed glasses that were half-hanging on the bridge of his nose.
"Then again, that child's power really took me by surprise."
The elegant beauty with long fiery red hair lowered her eyelids and gently took a sip of the hot coffee, a hint of relief mixed with despondency flashing through her eyes.
"Originally, I thought that when I met that kind of big thing, I might have to use the satellite weapons that were arranged in orbit in advance, but I really didn't expect that she actually took care of that thing on her own, the future generations is really impressive."
"Hmm? Ah ... indeed."
Welt Yang wanted to speak, his eyes complicated.
"It's really ... a latter-day thing. ..."
Jarilo-VI, Everwinter hill.
With the help of the people, the Trailblazer, who had embarked on the path of the destiny of the Surviving Guardian, grasped the Inferno Lance, inherited the legacy of the architect, and smashed the enemy who had been compelled by the Stellaron and had once been the Great Guardian.
-Yes.
Originally, it should be like this right.
"'Heavenly Flare--'"
The female voice full of valour, commanded the greatsword in her hand with an imposing voice.
Giant flames that recklessly engulfed the dome that was mixed with wind, snow, and ice dust.
"--devour!!!"
After the nearly retina-destroying glare gradually dispersed, all those who stood here, or those who were not present but were still paying attention to this place, fell into a kind of daze-like stagnation.
"Alas ...?"
After a long time of stagnation, the young girl who was holding the bow handle in her hand let out a voice of disbelief.
"What was that, what ah...?"
"I don't know."
A flat voice, mixed with a hint of slight joy as if she had obtained a new toy, responded to the young girl's subconscious voice of doubt.
"However, it does work well."
"It's not a matter of whether it works well or not, is it?!!!" The young girl who held the bow handle in her hand grabbed her head of pink hair fiercely, and her expression became crumpled little by little, "It's gone! A robot that big! And that woman Cocolia! It's just gone!!!"
"Yeah, it's great, isn't it?"
The pink-haired girl brought out a paper fan from somewhere and mercilessly whistled at the back of the head of the other grey-haired girl, the sound of the paper fan and the scalp clashing was clear and pleasing to the ear: "To your head! You've overdone it! Can't you see Bronya and Seele and the girls are shivering there?!!!"
"... Calm down March." The black-haired teenager sighed, although the power shown by his own partner just now did make him fall into a state of complete amazement at the first moment, but as the manager of the "Archive", he had enough vision but did not completely lose his own rationality like his other partner, "Anyway, the thing It's good that it's solved."
"No, that's right ..." Seele, who was originally prepared for a big fight, but ended up doing nothing, gulped, and barely managed to calm herself down, but her line of sight uncontrollably wandered towards the Trailblazer- to be precise, it was the Trailblazer's hand.
"Right." Suddenly, as if she had remembered something, she turned her own gaze towards the other young girl who was staring up at the cloudless blue sky, " Bronya, are you ... alright."
"... "Being called her name before coming back to her senses, Bronia let out a bitter smile, her tone complex and despondent, "How can I say this, compared to the shock of suddenly knowing so many things, and the loss of my mother's grief, the fact that the problem was solved so simply, on the contrary, gave me a feeling of unreality."
"... I know how you feel." Seele was silent for a moment and nodded, redirecting her own gaze in the direction of the Trailblazer, speaking in a tone that was no longer openly written, but instead carried a hint of ineffable scorn for the first time in a long time, "It's really inconceivable to think that just a simple swing could take out robots the size of a mountain ... And that Cocolia burned up without leaving a trace... Are you kidding me, that lance, what in the world is it? Is it possible that all of them heavenly visitors are that outrageous?"
"This is really a sweaty misunderstanding ... "A cold sweat broke out between March 7's forehead, "Anyway ...anyway, since the opponents are gone. Then let's ... go back first?"
--Hyperion Cafe.
Raiden Mei was sitting at the table with nothing to do, staring blankly.
I don't know if it was because of the human nature of eating melons, but even though there were still some depressed thoughts in her heart, for some reason, when she heard the commotion coming from the kitchen, the original depression that seemed like the sky was falling gradually eased a little bit during the process of eating melons and watching the show.
From the perspective of a bystander, from the few sentences of dialogue that floated out from the kitchen, she roughly summed up the identities of the shopkeepers in this cafe, as well as their relationships with each other.
The shopkeeper, Yufan - a young red-haired man surrounded by the other shopkeepers, oriental, similar in age to herself, for some reason wearing a military cap with the word "Ship" on his head, seemed to be tiredly coping with the complicated relationships with the other women. The maid was also a waitress.
The maid and waitress, Rita, the Thorned Rose, was also the first shop keeper to receive her, and although she seemed to be very easy to talk to, exuding a gentle and elegant aura, when she encountered problems in certain specialised fields, she was able to exude an aura that even the shop keeper couldn't fight against.
The barista, who had never shown up to make coffee for the customers, spoke with a hint of milky flavour in his voice, but sounded like a socialite, " Speedy Rabbit".
And the last two chefs, or chef's assistants, known as " Luna" and " Gong Ming" - well, Raiden Mei didn't know the relationship between these two girls yet! What was obvious to her was that the two silver-haired girls, one tall and one short, seemed to be in competition with each other, both secretly and openly, and both of them didn't hide their affection for the shop manager.
Truth be told, if it wasn't for the fact that one of the pair of similar-looking women was older than herself, and the fact that the environment here was so good that it didn't look like a kidnapper's residence, Raiden Mei might have called the police a long time ago.
After all, purely from the point of view of appearance, the girl called "Gong Ming" really does not seem to be the age that can be taken as a love object, although the young people of the Far East has always had a culture of advocating the freedom of love, but even if it is the freedom of love, but also have to abide by the basic law, and Raiden Mei, undoubtedly, is an obedient student of the law --- if not, she would also be the best. --If not for that, she wouldn't have suffered so much because her father was in jail.