"It's all a small thing, and it just warms me up. Hesley waved his hand to show that he didn't care, "It will take about two days for this airship to reach its destination, you let everyone have a good rest." Since Captain Kasia thinks that there are people behind us, it should be right. The enemy does not know our information, not even a single photo. It's just that with their strength, it may not be too easy for us to get out of the airport. ”

"And what we have to do is not only to get out of the airport safely, but also to collect some information about the enemy, or to grasp the traces of one or two important people, that is what we need to consider. ”

"Of course, there is still waiting for the head of the regiment to come back. Derya added, "I think we have to change the way we do things in the future, otherwise sooner or later we will be left behind by time." "Speaking to Waters, Dyar felt the pressure early on, more than she felt when she was in Brino territory. This pressure continued to grow, and she thought that she should do something about herself, and the people in the force.

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It wasn't until he felt a loud tremor reach him again on the ground that Kasia got up from the pile of salutes, patted his clothes, and slowly walked around the many porters in the salute warehouse to the waiting room through the special passageway.

Standing in the corner of the doorway and inspecting the spacious waiting room, Kasia no longer felt the feeling of being in the dark, and then walked to the empty seat in front of him and sat down.

"Aren't you being too careful? He blinked, and after removing the contact lenses, he immediately felt a sense of relief. Sticking to that kind of thing, the breathless, sensitive feeling made him very uncomfortable, "maybe it's just a psychological effect." He himself commented on this behavior.

Leaning back in his chair, Kasia took a closer look at the timetable in the rolling cycle and the corresponding airship voyages, got up and bought a bunch of food, and sat down in a corner. The light outside was good, and some fell through the glass and were comfortable.

There was a buzzing sound like bees flapping its wings in front of it, and it seemed to be a large group, all of them were very young faces, with an air of 、、、 innocence that Kasia envied in his heart? But the aura they carried on them had indeed long since disappeared from Kasia's body.

Instead of paying attention to them, Kasia instinctively watched her surroundings as she gulped down the food she bought. Then he closed his eyes for a short rest, and after an hour, he opened his eyes on time, casually scanned the surroundings, and was about to continue to close his eyes, when something in front of him made his half-closed eyes open again.

He was a misfit with his hair tied up in a simple bunch and hung down behind his head, wearing a light pink spring dress. Kasia opened her ears, and while everyone around her was talking about the fun things about this outing, she was the only one sitting in her chair and doing her own thing.

But none of this had anything to do with Kasia, what interested him was what the young girl was holding in her hand. It was a self-bound booklet, with a lot of strange handwritten words, and it would be more appropriate to call it symbols. In a short moment, Kasia's memory was awakened, and in Brino's warehouse, he had seen the same thing, a symbol deeply imprinted on a fossilized dragon bone.

Without a little study of words and history, Kasia has never deliberately thought about what these large symbols are imprinted in his memory. He thought he would forget it over time, but he seemed to underestimate the power of these symbols. It was not eroded by time before the thought appeared, and a complex of symbols instantly filled his brain.

"Translating these things?" Kasia guessed. As if sensing the unconcealed gaze coming from behind her, Kasia naturally turned a little around and closed her eyes again when the girl turned her head. But the perception still let him know that the girl had turned her head to look behind her.

The gaze glanced behind him a few times, and finally fell on himself. Only then did Kasia remember that, because of his habits, he seemed to be the only one sitting in his row.

"Hello, sir?" The woman's voice seemed ordinary to Kasia, and as a courtesy, Kasia opened her eyes, nodded slightly, and smiled appropriately.

"What's the matter, miss?" asked Kasia, looking at the girl in front of her who was about her own age. Very young, with a pair of pink-rimmed eyes, the ten layers are new, and the smooth surface is reflecting a little light. With a not very pretty face, with a strong smell of the pages, Kasia naturally remembered the smell of warm ink on the notification paper that had just been spit out from the wall at school.

The woman had already closed the booklet, her eyes narrowed slightly, and when she carefully examined Kasia's face, she pushed her glasses with her hand in order to see more clearly.

"Sir, have we met somewhere?" the woman's words were uncertain, and she felt a familiar smell from Kasia. The perennial life trajectory is school and library, and the person she comes into contact with the most is probably her own grandfather Durison, so much so that her perception is like a blank slate. It can't be regarded as keenness, but once something is stained on it, it is much more difficult than ordinary people to be covered or forgotten.

Although Kasia had a simple outfit, it was undeniable that he was recognized by the woman in front of him.

"It's in the National Library!" the woman remembered, her voice a little higher with excitement. A few people on the side looked over, and she shrank her head, as if the conversation with Kasia was already a transaction that could not see the sun, and suddenly became very small, "Remember? I was there as an administrator at the time, and you came in the afternoon, searching for a place name with the machine there. You were serious at the time, and I took a sneak peek at the back, and I'm really sorry. After the woman finished speaking, there was an apologetic look on her face, she knew that this was very rude.

Kasia still kept smiling, he did search for place names, but it was related to the first generation of Knight King Grote and the second generation of Holy Sword, and he had always been cautious.

Seeing that Kasia didn't answer, the woman continued her words, as if to help Kasia awaken that memory: "National Library, remember?"

Kasia made a look of recollection, and he was sure that the girl did not recognize the wrong person.

"Did you find that place name later?" the woman turned, facing Kasia in a more comfortable position, "Surely not yet." With a little pride in her words, solving such interesting things gave her a sense of accomplishment, "It took me a long time and a lot of books to get the relevant clues." ”

Then the woman pulled out a piece of paper, wrote something on it, and handed it to Kasia: "I'm really sorry as a gift for peeking in return." ”

Under the sincere and warm smile on the woman's face, Kasia nodded and took the piece of paper on which she had written.