This is not the date I wanted.

"Um... Sister Mengyue, although it's great that you're motivated... you still need to be merciful."

After hearing what Qin Li said, Meng Yue couldn't help but ponder.

"Hmm... that's a bit harsh indeed. Okay, I'll be careful."

(Just a little?!)

"Well then, Nanashi, you guys should take a good rest from now on. The next group will get ready and sneak into the electronic world to start training in ten minutes. And Niya——"

"Ah - I suddenly thought of something urgent. Sorry, I have to leave now."

When Mengyue called his name at this time, Erya's danger alarm suddenly sounded, and he turned around and ran away without hesitation.

However, before she could run a few meters, Meng Yue reached out from behind and strangled her neck.

"You're free anyway. You can summon spirit clothes and angels in the computer world, so why not exercise yourself at the same time?"

Hearing Mengyue's whisper in her ear, Erya's face instantly turned pale.

“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

13 Private meeting

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Saturday, October 2.

The day of DEM's massive attack is getting closer, but Tiangong City is still as peaceful as ever. The undercurrent lurking in the darkness does not seem to affect the city's liveliness and noise, and the streets are full of people.

“Waaaaaaah – my balloon!”

Under the shade of a tree beside the street, a boy was crying loudly. Above him, a balloon with a cartoon pattern was blocked on a branch more than four meters above the ground.

"Ah...it looks like I can't get this."

The boy's mother squatted down, touched the boy's head and comforted him.

"Don't cry, Mommy will take you to buy a new balloon, okay?"

"No - I want this balloon! I won't go home without it!"

"Hey... just this..."

Seeing the boy shaking his head firmly, the boy's mother couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"Excuse me, what's troubling you?"

At this time, someone spoke to her from behind. The boy's mother turned around and saw that the other person was a very beautiful blonde woman with a gentle smile and noble temperament, just like a lady from an aristocratic family.

The boy's mother was stunned for a few seconds, then said embarrassedly.

"Ah... sorry for making so much noise in a place like this."

"It's okay, but what happened to you?"

"Well, it's nothing serious, it's just that this kid's balloon accidentally floated into a tree and he started crying."

"I see."

The blonde woman smiled slightly at the words of the boy's mother.

"Then let me help him get it down."

"Eh?"

Before the boy's mother could understand what was going on, the blonde woman leaped up lightly and leaped into the air like an nimble antelope.

After grabbing the balloon's tether at just the right spot, the blonde landed lightly.

"Here, your balloon."

The blonde woman handed the balloon to the boy.

"what……"

The boy stopped crying at some point and looked at the other person with his mouth open in surprise.

"Big sister, you are amazing."

"Thanks for the compliment."

The blonde woman smiled kindly.

"You...that jump you just did was really amazing. Do you participate in any sports?"

The boy's mother asked curiously.

"Well... it's just a little exercise, nothing serious."

The blonde woman answered vaguely.

"I see. Thank you very much."

"Thank you, big sister."

"You're welcome. I'll take my leave now."

Feeling that passers-by were beginning to gather here, the blonde woman said goodbye and hurried away.

……

"call……"

After saying goodbye to the mother and son, Artemisia quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that no one is following... I really did something so eye-catching without thinking."

Artemisia couldn't help but reflect in her heart. Although she was careful not to show her extraordinary strength, a blond foreigner would still be very conspicuous in this city.

(But it was worth it since the kid was smiling again.)

Artemisia thought with satisfaction.

(It’s a really nice city.)

Walking along the streets and taking in the sights of the city, Artemisia couldn't help but sigh.

(Although I heard that spacequakes occur quite frequently, the city itself is developing well. Although it is not as prosperous as London, it is also quite lively, and the eyes of the citizens are full of vitality and energy.)

It has been almost three months since I was transferred to this city, but Artemisia has spent most of her time either helping Alan with official business or busy with intensive magician training. She rarely leaves the base, and the few times she does leave are when the elves appear or when she flies directly out of the atmosphere. She rarely has the opportunity to visit the city like this.

Of course, her purpose of leaving the base this time was not just for a visit.

Thinking of this, Artemisia's expression became a little solemn.

Just the day before yesterday, she received an unfamiliar text message on her mobile phone. Although she didn’t recognize the caller number, the end of the message still very kindly marked the sender’s name - Liangyi Mengyue.

Artemisia certainly knew this name, the elf who controlled lightning and magnetism and could easily invade the machines and networks invented by humans. He was the most dangerous elf to humans - Hacker.

The content of the text message was not complicated. It just stated a time and place, simply expressed the desire to have a conversation with Artemisia, and included a note.

【I can answer the questions in your mind. 】

Afterwards, Artemisia tried to call the number from the text message, but it was an invalid number.

If it were any other time, Artemisia would have just treated it as a normal prank text message and laughed it off. But this time it was different, with the ability of the "Hacker", it was indeed possible to obtain her phone number without her knowledge.

"Well... turn right at this intersection and walk another hundred meters and you'll arrive."

On the way, Artemisia saw an old woman carrying a suitcase on the stairs of the overpass at the intersection.

"Old man, let me help you."

"Ala, sorry little girl. I'll trouble you then."

"It's okay, this is what I should do."

(What on earth am I doing…)

Artemisia thought helplessly after carrying the old man's luggage across the bridge.

The other party was an elf, a disaster that threatened mankind, and her enemy. Even if the text message was true, it was very likely a trap set to harm her, and she had no reason to accept the invitation.

However, in fact, she came to the appointment without telling Allen and others, and deleted the text messages sent by the Hacker.

She was transferred to Japan to annihilate the elves and resolve the threat caused by the spacequake. But some of Westcott's recent actions made her feel a little weird.

For some reason, Artemisia always felt that although they were all magicians and human beings, Westcott, Allen, and Wulian seemed to see a completely different world from her.

(It’s not that I don’t trust them, but…)

"welcome."

The waiter's voice interrupted Artemisia's thoughts. She looked up and found that she had arrived at her destination without knowing it.

This is a very spacious cafe. Elegant classical music flows in the aisles between the wooden tables. The dark brown walls and light white fluorescent lights complement each other, creating a comfortable space.

"Hello, I'm here to meet someone."

"Excuse me, are you Miss Artemisia?"

"Okay, this way please."

It seemed that the other party had already told her in advance. After hearing Artemisia's name, he smiled and nodded, leading her to a table inside the house.

Soon, she saw a brown-haired girl wearing a baseball cap sitting at her seat. Although her hairstyle and clothing were different from what she remembered, she was indeed the most dangerous elf - the Hacker.

"Yo, here we come."

Mengyue greeted Artemisia in a familiar manner.

Without paying any attention to Mengyue, Artemisia quietly observed her surroundings.

(There is no magical reaction, no spiritual reaction, and no characters with similar characteristics to other elves... Did you come alone?)

"Well, don't be so nervous. Anyway, why don't you sit down first?"

"..."

After hesitating for a moment, Artemisia sat down opposite Mengyue.

"What do you want to eat?"

Taking the menu handed over by the waiter, Mengyue asked Artemisia.

"..."

"No answer? Then I'll order for you. I'll have a cup of Blue Mountain coffee with a spoonful of milk and a sugar cube, and a serving of tomato pasta, and she'll have a cup of Darjeeling tea and a serving of pancakes."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After we took the order, the waiter brought the dishes about ten minutes later.

Faced with the fragrant pancakes and black tea, Artemisia remained unmoved and showed no sign of eating.

"What's wrong? Not to your liking? I thought the British would prefer this kind of place."

After taking a bite of pasta, Meng Yue asked curiously.

Artemisia was lost in thought. It wasn't that she was picky about tea or desserts, but out of caution, she didn't dare to eat anything Meng Yue ordered.

"Well, I just randomly found a cafe with good reviews on the Internet. If you doubt that I will do anything, then let's go to the place you recommended for a date."

"…Sorry, elves are not among those I would consider."

"Oh, sorry, sorry. Influenced by my friends, I used the word 'date' a little casually this time."

Not caring about Artemisia's cold gaze, Meng Yue smiled and waved her hand.

"I have no interest in building a good relationship with the elves. I came here just to confirm one thing."

Staring at Mengyue coldly, Artemisia went straight to the point.

"What did you mean by the last sentence in the text message?"

"That's literally what it means."

Hearing Artemisia's question, Mengyue smiled meaningfully.

"I can tell you where your friend is now and what his situation is, as well as the true face of DEM."

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