The girls couldn't understand what I said, 'business as usual', and Phoenix said that no matter what decision I made, she would definitely support it, and threw herself into my arms again, but she was ruthlessly pulled away by Cagalli.

This week, I took a leave of absence and went to the Elven Palace laboratory with Barbara every day to supervise the goblin assistance team's teaching.

We behaved as usual, even speaking the same thing as usual, which I had agreed with the girls at home to act as if nothing had happened.

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At the end of the day, as we walked with Elder Jennifer, I asked Elder Jennifer, "What do you think of the students?" ”

Elder Jennifer smiled, "They are all good boys, but unfortunately their personalities are too old-fashioned and stubborn, and it is difficult to integrate this knowledge, but the students you brought are different, and they are much better in this regard." ”

"And what do you think of the Goblin Assist members?" I asked her again.

"Every Goblin Assist member is great, erudite, and working for the friendship between Vicky Castle and Moonlight City."

Well, I think I've heard something like that somewhere......

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For the rest of the road, Elder Jennifer and I were silent, and we didn't say anything more.

The previous few simple conversations were actually intended for one or a few of the elf students who were following closely behind them.

My purpose was simple, to ask them to help spread the word, and the target of the message was very clear, it was the leader of the organization who ordered my assassination.

I want him to know that not only am I not dead, but that I am even taking the time to follow the elders' views on the mentees and the assisting members.

I believe that such a stimulus will not be in vain, and he will definitely take the next step - either wait and see what happens, and continue to plan the next plot; Either send more powerful assassins and kill me as quickly as possible.

I'm more bullish on the second possibility.

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Before I could leave the palace, I was stopped by Emily.

Emily's expression was still indifferent, her body always exuded a heroic spirit, her eyes were staring at me lightly, and her lips were closed and silent.

It seems that she is looking for something with me, and she can only talk about things that I hear.

After a few glances with her, I said, "Barbara, you can go back first." ”

Barbara pursed her lips, a little dissatisfied, but not good at losing her temper in public, so she snorted, stomped her foot, and left.

Looking at the way Barbara stomped on the ground, I wanted to laugh.

Looking back, Emily was still looking at me.

Nodding slightly, I said, "Let's go, go where you want to go." ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture of please.

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Parallel to Emily, through the halls of the Palace, around the corner, and through the deep corridors, we finally arrived at a small garden in the middle of nowhere.

Emily pointed to a stone bench next to the stone table, and I sat down, and she sat down too, across from me.

"It's been a long time since you've sparred with me."

These were the first words Emily spoke, without the slightest fluctuation or emotion, but for some reason, I could always taste the strong reproach.

"I've been busy lately" I used my ability to open my eyes and talk nonsense, and made a bunch of excuses: "For example, I have to fight monsters, for example, I have to go to Dasai City to supervise the work, for example, I have to coordinate the relationship between my fiancées and so on, eh?" What happened to you? ”

In a trance, I felt a gloomy color flash between Emily's eyebrows, was it my delusion?

"Excuses."

This was the second sentence Emily uttered, and it had a stronger reproach flavor than the previous one.

I finally decided to give up on the explanation and instead giggled.

"You're avoiding me," Emily asked, staring at me, "Why?" ”

"This ......" I scratched my hair and looked distressed, "Actually, I'm not avoiding you, mainly because I've been busy lately." ”

"Where's the busy?" Emily's words are always like a sharp knife, straight to the point, without any superfluous rendering.

"Ah, well, that's the ......" I told her about looking for her before but eating a closed door, Emily didn't speak, her lips pursed slightly, a flash of relief flashed in her eyes, and she said lightly: "In those days, we were testing the performance of the puppet, and no one was allowed to enter except my team." ”

"Oh? And what about later? I asked again.

"On the last day, I was called alone to fight the puppets," Emily said, "That's the thing, what else do you want to know?" ”

"No, no," I shook my head.

"Our exchange will continue tomorrow, is that okay?" When she spoke, she stared into my eyes, as if asking for my opinion, as if she was observing my attitude.

"Yes," I said.

She nodded, stood up, and said, "I'll send you back, the road here is very chaotic, and without my guidance, you are likely to get lost." ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you" I got up, and suddenly thought of something, so I asked, "I just promised you to continue the discussion, why didn't you say thank you to me?" ”

She just glanced at me and ignored me, but stood at the garden gate, waiting for me to catch up with her.

"Hey, I'll die if I say thank you!" I muttered, "I remember, even if someone makes way for you, you will take the initiative to say thank you, why don't you say thank you to me!" ”

Emily didn't look back, she walked faster.

In order not to get lost, I had to speed up my pace to keep up, and at the moment I was with her, I looked at her beautiful cheeks, and felt as if a blush flashed, was it my delusion again?

Why did I see the illusion on her face twice in a row?

Is it because I've been too tired and nervous lately?

I muttered to myself.

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Before I went home, I went to Rennes' tree house.

The door to Wren's tree house was closed as usual, but I had the key.

Entering the room, the usual dull atmosphere came over his face, and Wren was sorting through the papers scattered on his desk.

"How's it going?" I asked.

Wren handed over a few pieces of paper on the table: "Whew." ”

I took the paper and flipped through it one by one, and it was full of questions and answers that had nothing to do with each other.

"What is this?" I asked him.

"The result of the torture" Wren said: "This elf is very stubborn and has always refused to speak, but fortunately, I also have some means." ”

"How is he now?" I asked.

"Dead," Wren said, "buried in the Elven Forest." ”

"Well done," I said, "but can you explain to me what it's written on?" I read it for a long time, but I didn't get any clues. ”

"Where?" Wren asked.

"All" handed back a few pages, I sat down on the couch, leaned back, and said.

(End of chapter)