Because it has been processed through special alchemy techniques, Xiziyue is helpless. When Ye Mengjiat saw it, she shook her head repeatedly, indicating that this thing cannot be pried open by miracle by force.

The only solution can only be placed on two top Cassel students, Charlotte and Zero. Maybe these two sisters are very smart and can really make it famous.

Another instability comes from Zhuo Yila himself.

Maybe she herself did not realize that as time went by, the day of the final election was getting closer and closer, and her power as the Dragon King became stronger and stronger.

For example, during the time when Xiziyue talked with Zhuo Yila, she had been using profiles to test the other party's heart, but the gradually awakening of the Dragon King power was like a barrier, bounced off all the external forces trying to approach the girl.

The result was that Xiziyue could only read the frozen calm from the other party's consciousness, just like her expression looking at the ocean.

She is becoming more and more like a real powerhouse.

"Hey, why are you still here?"

The voice of Yemenggard suddenly came from a distance, interrupting Xiziyue's thoughts.

"Aren't you gone? Why are you back?" said Xiziyue.

"Of course, I pretended to leave, and then hid aside to admire your uneasy, wandering and cute expression." Yemenggard leaned against the wall and threw a few live blinks at Xiziyue.

Xiziyue looked down and saw that there was a string of footprints she had just turned around, full of uneasiness and anxiety.

As for whether he is hesitant and cute... the one in front is uncertain, the one in the back needs to be said? Of course, it is cute!

Ahem, low-key, get back to the point.

"Speaking of this, we have been in the whale for a long time." Yemenggard leaned over and lay on the edge of the rooftop, snow forming a graceful curve under her jaw.

"It will take about two weeks."

Speaking of this, Xiziyue's heart sank.

The third unstable factor should be time.

Since Elizabeth called once two weeks ago, they have been insulated from the outside world, as if they have completely integrated into the local area.

"Don't worry, it's still a long way from the destruction of the world. Compared to this, this feeling of no crisis is worse, right?" Ye Mengjia grinned, "It's like a holiday, if you're not careful, you'll be immersed in it if you're not careful.

Can't get out of the tender town anymore?"

"I listen to your tone, as if I was busy planting the flag before the final battle." Xiziyue shrugged, "Besides, there is no such thing as goodness here... It's cold and there is no entertainment."

"Sorry, you are the biggest entertainment activity in the local area." Yemengard snorted coldly.

The two of them were silent for a while, and then Xiziyue said, "Is this operation reliable?"

"It seems reliable anyway, it doesn't it? Our Miss Dragon King, who has not yet awakened, is fully prepared to launch a fatal blow to the throne of power at any time." Yemenggard spread his hands.

"But we still don't know what she is going to give a speech," said Xiziyue.

"You don't have to worry about this anymore. Just applaud when the time comes, even if the title is "My Mayor's Father."

"This... sounds like a full score composition..." Xiziyue was speechless.

"Okay, I know you want to say whether there will be an emergency, right?" Yemenggard calmly.

Xiziyue nodded.

This is the biggest source of restlessness. Compared with the analytical options, unknown options are the real fog of war.

"Do you think something will happen tonight?" said Yemengard, "By your intuition."

"Yes." Xiziyue answered truthfully.

It’s because of this strong premonition that she is confused.

"Yosi, that's it. I'll stay here tonight to prevent any sudden situations. Mahjong and other things have to be lost. Let the three of them go." Yemenggard cheered up and shook off.

Snow dust on the collar.

"So you have a mahjong arrangement tonight..." Xiziyue looked at the other person with resentful eyes... This sentence is an inner greeting.

"Is it really good to just modify the itinerary like this? Just because of my premonition?" This is what Xiziyue really said.

"Or, you have that premonition?"

This sentence hit Yemenggard's heart.

"At present, there are quite a lot of guys who have the ability to become an emergency. The secret killer on the wanted warrant, the mayor, including Zhuo Yila himself, may also become an emergency...

But I still value your opinion more.” Yemenggard said.

"In other words, if you feel relieved tonight, nothing happened, then I'm on the way back to the store to play mahjong."

Listening to Ye Mengjia's plain tone, Xiziyue couldn't tell whether this was a joke or a truth.

"Don't believe it?" Yemenggard's mouth pulled a provocative curve.

"I seem to have the ability to predict the future by following your words?" Xiziyue also said in a half-joking and half-true tone.

The two of them confronted each other in a mysterious way, and the snowflakes were like a cover, separating them from the outside world.

"It's getting late, Queen Zhuo should be ready. Go and find her." Yemengard said.

"What about you?"

"The rooftop has such a great view, of course, for the people in the town." Yemenggard closed his eyes and smiled, "Go away quickly, I want to feel the coldness of the high places."

In this way, Xiziyue was driven down.

Before leaving, she and Yemenggard simply clinked the glass, drank the unfinished wine in the glass, and gulped it.

The only one left on the rooftop, Ye Mengjiad, the unpacked wine glass emitted a hazy and blurred gleam under the moonlight.

Without outsiders present, the boss of Yemenggard completely relaxed his mind, and the black velvet cloak lifted down, revealing the slim sweater and leather pants inside.

She was like an office worker who couldn't wait to remove her exhausted body from work, lying on her back in the snow on the rooftop, feeling the melting touch of the snowflakes on her cheeks.

In her vision, the airship slowly sailed across the sky, just overlapping with the moon.

She stretched out her finger and made a camera gesture to freeze the scene.

Maybe I realized that doing this was too naive, so I laughed, lowered my arms, and continued to lie down in a large shape.

"Really, I have clearly found a way to win and should be able to end the game soon, but why am I too lazy to move?"

She seemed to be talking to herself, and maybe she was communicating with ethnic groups from outside.

"Can I be the guy who has no sense of crisis and is immersed in the gentle country?"

"Maybe it's true, after all, there's a lot of fun in this place."

"The holiday should end, right?"

She still stretched out her hand to the night sky...to be precise, it was the moon.

The moon as strange as a huge pupil.

"There is where you are, right? The great king of ocean and water, Lilith." Yemengath gathered his five fingers, as if a demon crushed the heart of a mortal.

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After a closer look, this girl's revolutionary theatrical version is happy

true

end?

Labor and capital are ready!
Chapter completed!