Instead of continuing the conversation, he promised that Kasia would finish these things for him soon, because the vacation was not very long, and the time on the front line should be hurried. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Kassia arrived, it seemed that she had finally let go of something and had a rare relief. Knowing that he was going to be leaving again soon gave him the feeling that he could find a place to catch his breath.

I went back with my mother, and then I was half-accompanied and half-supervised my sister's studies. A new school has been found not far from this house, and the quality and facilities are much better than in the town.

And Kasia took time out to go to the imperial administration in Messilia in the evening.

At this time, most of the lights belonging to the city were already lit up from all over the place. The weather has been fine and there hasn't been much of a chill. There are many pedestrians on the streets, all wearing thick cotton clothes and long scarves for uniform behavior. Most of his face, which was slightly red from the cold, was also enclosed.

After walking for half an hour, when he reached the Imperial Administration, Kasia was glad that there were still bright lights in the buildings. I have never understood what the working hours of these departments of the empire are, but in the impression that there are not many in Kasia, the working hours of a day are not long.

It was a small building only five or six stories high, and the materials used were about the same as those of the National Library of the Empire, and it had a majestic atmosphere in it. There are also various plants and flowers at the door, which are very fresh, which is probably the reason why the staff here spray them with water every day.

There was no one inside, and the hall used to wait in line was empty, almost overflowing with cold lights.

On one side is a row of magnificent counters, the surface of which has been polished like a mirror. There were a few places to handle business, but only one of the younger female members was sitting there, looking at what was in her hands. Is it the current popular book in the Messirid region?Cassia is not sure, and glances over, it is about food, beauty, and beauty.

I was a little surprised to see Cassia pass. She said hello and then closed the book and set it aside. Kasia pulled out his badge and told him that he had come to pick up a document that had been radioed not long ago.

The woman nodded and said yes, and muttered that something had been transferred here today. I have a clear impression because there isn't much work to do here every day. She told Kasia to sit and wait, the papers were locked in the upstairs reference room, and she was going to get them now.

With a thin blanket on her feet, the woman got up from her seat, folded it in half and placed it on her chair, and went upstairs from one side of the stairs.

The hall suddenly became silent, and all Kasia could hear was her own breathing and her heartbeat. The eyes were on the closed book again, the colorful cover, a pile of brightly colored fruits and vegetables, and on one side there was an artistic painting of the imperial text—food science.

Probably the name of the book, Kasia thought. Then his thinking stretched out suddenly, and he suddenly thought about what kind of work he should do when he came out of the military academy in the future. If the retrain had arrived at Manoma Station as usual, he would have found a technical job in Manoma's factory by now. After graduation, maybe you can use what you learned in Imperial Heavy Industries to work in a large company like Webley's Big Corporation, honestly as a technician, almost until you die? Because now when I look back at the time he spent in the past, it is difficult to find something that can be called his own ambition. And the work he does is probably inseparable from the steam pipes, or maybe the power transmission between the gears or something, every day in front of a lot of drawings in a daze, he thought.

After entering the military academy, the future should not be worrying, with the physique of the surgeon, no matter which structure in the empire, engaged in any job, should be easily competent. But the Empire's surgery on them does not seem to be without a cost, and whether they can live freely in the future seems to be a question now.

Not surprisingly, in the next step, in the rapid forward thinking, Kasia immediately thought of her mother and sister Lilia. Dafan no longer has any other relatives and friends, and Kasia remembers that when his father had time to come back, he always had other good friends around him. But even though it was only a little more than five years ago, all the memories of my father have blurred a lot, and most of them have long been impossible to remember. Mother never mentioned a word about her father in her ordinary life. Kasia then remembered that she didn't seem to have much communication with her parents, and that most of them were busy with life.

He wondered if he needed to find a professional doctor from the dark world and perform professional dragon surgery on his mother and sister when his strength was enough and the money he had accumulated was enough?

As for her mother and sister Lilia, this is where Kasia's every thought ends. Whatever it is, the question of whether or not to operate on them is inseparable. The benefits of the operation are indeed attractive, and it is also a doctor from the dark world, and there is no connection with any power in the empire, so there are no risk factors and restrictions. But he still couldn't rest assured, he felt that he had too much to think about the operation. And he has only been in the military school for about a year, and compared to the entire huge information community that exists in the empire, he still knows too little now.

Let's talk about it later, as he sighed somewhere in his heart, there was the sound of crisp footsteps on the stairs, and a female clerk had come down with a bag of papers in a sealed bag.

It took a few minutes for Kasia to verify his identity tag and went to a special machine to verify it, and when all the processes were confirmed, the weighty documents were finally handed over to Kasia.

When I went out, the light had dimmed completely. A cloud rose in the sky, drifting from somewhere, obscuring the stars. Now only the occasional flickering red and blue lights on the airship can be seen there.

The temperature dropped a few degrees further, but there was no wind. From time to time, the sound of limousine horns pierced through the building and into the distance.

Kasia looked at the time, and it was about six o'clock. After looking around, he found a place where the lights were shining, the small squares scattered throughout the Messiria. After estimating the thickness of the document and reading it completely in less than an hour, Kasia walked into the square next to him and sat down on a cold wooden chair.