The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"Who... who wants to accompany you to choose a wedding dress?" Kemp's voice rose a few degrees, but soon dropped again, "We'll see when the time comes..."

"Hehehe, it's a deal then."

The bustling light and shadows were reflected in this small and dark room, and at the same time, a layer of blurred light spots were cast on the boy and the girl. Under this colorful light spot, Jessica stretched out her hand to Kemp and smiled:

"After all, you can't do without me."

Kemp stared at the hand for a long time. Taking advantage of the shadow to cover the blush on his face, he held Jessica's hand and interlocked their fingers.

"Then...I will definitely not lie to you."

The two people's gazes penetrated the darkness and blended with each other. All the beautiful and tragic things settled at this moment, leaving only pure staring.

"......"

After a long time, when they let go of each other's hands, another person in the room coughed lightly.

"Ahem...you guys, is that enough?"

It was Yu. He had been looking at the two of them without saying anything. At this moment, his entire face was immersed in the darkness, and no one could see his expression clearly.

"Why, do you want to move to Xingxing too?" Jessica looked at Yu with a smile, "How about we go together?"

"I...I don't want to go to that kind of place, it's boring..."

Yu's voice was abnormally stuttering. He was usually aloof and indifferent, but suddenly he became like this. Kamp was curious about what had irritated him.

"No.. But if you kneel down for me, I will go."

The sound of the rain was very soft, mixed with a hint of tentativeness. Even though the room was so dark that even his face was blurred, for a moment, Kemp felt that he had only just caught a glimpse of the real rain.

Perhaps, the seemingly noble and unkind Yu was just a child who hid his true self in front of everyone. He used his arrogant and proud appearance to cover himself up, perhaps because the scars underneath were too horrifying to be seen even in the light.

Despite his tough exterior, perhaps he was more fragile than Kemp imagined.

“…”

"Okay, then the rain must come together."

Kemp's voice left no doubt, and even though he couldn't see clearly, he knew that Rain's body froze slightly.

"When the time comes, I will be responsible for kneeling down for you, and Jessica will be responsible for packing you up and getting you into the car. Anyway, you have to go with us."

"Hey! I don't want to carry something that heavy!" Jessica protested.

"I'm not heavy, human!"

The rain was talking loudly, but soon it returned to silence. In the darkness, he seemed to have lost his voice and merged into the darkness.

After a long while, when he opened his mouth again, he had returned to his usual middle school look:

"Haha, let the noble rain help you win this competition!"

"It's a deal then!"

"It's a word."

"..."

In the dark room, the three of them enjoyed the final tranquility that only belonged to the eve of the competition. Although the place they were going to the next day was the center of the storm, at this moment, they also bathed in the light of the prosperous stars and enjoyed the final tranquility.

......

3) Eve (Part 7)

"Well...."

The noisy singing and dancing sounds were accompanied by the steam, which gradually made the girl's brows wrinkle and her cheeks red.

In the chaos brought by alcohol, Perlis opened her eyes slightly, and in a daze, she saw a familiar face.

"Little White Flower is really romantic, drinking alone?"

Carly looked at Perlis lying on her lap with a smile. The girl's cheeks were still red and her red eyes were slightly narrowed, like a sleepy child.

"Luckily, I was careful and stole some special hangover remedies from Lian. Otherwise, I'm afraid you would have to sleep until the end of the competition."

"Hmm..." Perlis gently turned over on Carly's legs, facing Carly's belly, "Dizzy..."

"Just sleep if you feel dizzy. It's okay. I'll carry you up later." Carly stroked the back of Perlis's head with a smile, feeling the pure white hair flowing through her fingertips. "Have a good sleep. Get up early tomorrow. Let's go to the port first while there are fewer people. This way we can try to avoid the eyes of the crowd!"

"Um..."

Perlis murmured softly, then closed her eyes and curled up, feeling very at ease.

Looking at the peaceful little white flower, Carly couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. Since the battle to retake Charon began, how many times has this poor child had a peaceful sleep?

She should have had a happy life as a young girl, instead of being forced to follow fate, shoulder the burden, and end up like this.

The great Academi Federation.

"..."

The party in the Steam Pipe Inn was still noisy, but it seemed to be separated from the small corner where the two of them were, as if it were a different world. In the midst of this noise, Carly gently stroked Perlis's cheek and combed all her messy hair back.

Feeling Perlis's warm breath, Carly's voice became very gentle:

"After this is over, Little White Flower must give me a month. During this month, you are not allowed to think about anything or do anything. We will go back to Wilkin and stay in your little home to have a good rest for a month. Or, if you want, you can also go back to Hillster with me. It rains every day in E. Tran. You like the sound of rain so much. It will definitely be much better if you can stay there for a month."

Kari stared at Perlis's sleeping face. She saw Perlis's eyebrows trembling slightly. She knew that Perlis was listening, so she fantasized about the following:

"Anyway, there are just too many things to deal with at once. Too many, too many, so many that even I can't handle it. So, after we deal with Ivar, let's put those burdens aside for the time being."

"Whether it's Laplace or other bad guys, we will find time to deal with them. But if you ruin yourself before all that happens, it will be too worth it. After all, he is an old immortal with a mind full of conspiracies. It's not worth it for you to pay such a price."

"You should rest, little white flower."

Under Carly's gentle caress, Perlis slightly opened her eyes. She looked into those tender blue eyes, and a warm feeling flowed through her heart.

Carly is fine, but can she really stop?

“…”

After a brief silence, Perlis nodded slightly, let out a soft "hmm", and then curled up between Carly's legs again.

Seeing that Pearls agreed, Carly smiled happily.

"Since you agreed, you must fulfill your contract and stop being a liar, okay?"

Carly gently scratched Polys's little face, causing her to squirm slightly.

"Sleep..." Perlis' voice was soft and a little vague.

"Okay, okay, go to sleep. Sleep well."

Carly gently stroked the back of Perlis's head, like a mother soothing her child to sleep. Steam lingered around the sofa in the corner, making the atmosphere in the middle of the night even more hazy.

How long will the carnival on the eve of the competition last? Carly didn't know. Just like the fact that the sun rises as usual and the Tower of Babel still stands, she couldn't see the full picture of the future.

But she knew that even though the world was unpredictable, the good sleep on the eve of the event was what Perlis deserved.

Everyone deserves a good sleep away from the world.

How wonderful it would be if it could continue like this, and time would stay forever at this eve.

......

"Has everything been arranged?"

"It's all arranged, Master Laplace."

"Well done, keep following the process."

"Yes."

"..."

"Thirty seconds left, almost there."

"Identification code passed... [Providence], welcome back, Professor Laplace."

"Opening the hatch."

"..."

A strong wind swept across the top of the Tower of Babel. When the Tower of Babel was not in the charging state, countless derivative platforms extended from the tower, acting as a variety of powers.

At this moment, a supersonic transport plane flying from Wiesel has landed steadily on the derivative platform of the Babel Tower's [Final Control Room] with the hatch opened.

"call--"

The night wind lifted the old man's white coat, lifted his silver curly hair, and made his silver eyes look even colder.

Escorted by a group of guards, Laplace swiftly cut through the strong wind and quickly entered the Tower of Babel.

After the iron gate separated the strong wind from the long corridor, Laplace turned around and looked at the fully armed guards:

"Next, I can go on my own. You can return to the security work of the competition."

"Yes."

The guards saluted Laplace in a very standard federal military manner, and then quickly dispersed, leaving only Laplace alone.

"..."

After all the guards were dismissed, the old man with silver eyes seemed to have aged hundreds of years in an instant, and his steps became unsteady.

"Cough cough..."

As he coughed, dots of blood splattered on Laplace's wrinkled palms, making him look extremely embarrassed.

It seems that time is running out.

“…”

In silence, Laplace leaned against the wall and walked into the control room little by little. He sat down on the largest sofa in the control room, letting his fragile spine sink into the softness and relieving his fatigue.

After his breath had calmed down a bit, Laplace took out a syringe from his coat and flicked it gently. In the transparent syringe, a blood-red liquid was gleaming faintly, crystal clear, and as jewel-like in texture.

"Shhh-"

Laplace pressed the syringe hard against his wrist and injected the bright red into his body. As the injection progressed, his brows gradually relaxed and his facial expression became intoxicated.

"【Blood of the Gods】ah..." Laplace murmured softly, "Alter lis ins immataros..." (Ancient divine language)

When the entire tube of liquid was injected, Laplace stood up with an upright posture. He moved his neck as if nothing had happened, and his previous old and decayed appearance was completely gone.

"Okay, time to work."

Laplace gently pushed his round-framed glasses, then took a step and walked to the center of the [Final Control Room].

Then, under the sky full of stars, the old man with silver eyes began to manipulate the Tower of Babel.

"Verification Protocol One."

"Identifying..."

Tomorrow, the fourteenth [Tower of Babel Competition] will start on time, but this time, it is more than just a competition.

The old fingers quickly operated the console, and in the old man's silver eyes, a pair of blood-red eyes were quietly reflected.

"Verification passed. Welcome back, Professor Laplace."

[Wide Broadcast] has been deployed. Now, we just need to wait for the lambs to enter the cage so that we can take the first step towards greatness.

All of this was a feast prepared for her. Ever since the day when Missala was shattered, ever since the pure white fireworks burned on the black earth, everything in the world has become a chess game.

And he is the greatest trader.

"Everything is destined."

A red light flashed in the silver eyes, and then the old finger pressed the last button.

The next second, the roar of machinery was heard, and a force field spread out from the center of the tower, tearing a hole in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Tower of Babel is charging."

On this eve, everything has been settled on the chessboard.

The next step is the general.

...END...

4) The Destined Moment