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

Why are you working so hard all of a sudden? Is it because you are stimulated or something...

Never mind, maybe this just shows that he is essentially a very hard-working person...

Thinking of this, Carly gently closed the door of the laboratory, leaving Grace alone to sleep.

......

4) Embers (Part 9)

As soon as she left school, Carly learned that Ashlia was going to lend her the airship and she would decide the take-off time.

After she asked the messenger to convey her gratitude to Ashlia, she took a carriage to the old city... no, it should be called the new city now.

The carriage passed through the main street of the courtyard, crossed the avenue under the walls of Pershpon, and drove into the bustling streets of the new city.

Even though only half a year has passed, this new urban area is already different from before: most of the dilapidated brick houses have been repaired, the streets appear much neater and cleaner than before, and the streets are full of vendors and talent performers, whose shouts and sounds of selling make the streets warm.

Carly got off the carriage near 31 Pixie Street and started walking along the streets of the new city, stopping from time to time to look at the vendors and listen to the children's singing.

Although the facilities are a bit old, this place can finally be called a place where people live.

Only after actually strolling through the streets did Carly realize how much change she and her group had brought to this city of sin.

The last time I walked in the old town, there were few children's laughter, let alone the sound of piano and singing echoing in the streets.

And now, as Carly focused her attention on the melody that filled the air, she heard the name of an old friend:

"White flame, turn into stars, light up the night; turn into breeze, light up the fields..."

"Did you see it? When the stars fell from the sky and turned into white flames, the wind of the past once again favored this place..."

"She stood on the top of the high wall and lit the fire; she passed through the Shura Field and cut through the black fog; she returned to the land of the kingdom and picked up the fallen leaves..."

"White flames, burn the fishermen's poles, burn the shepherd's hat brim, reshape everything..."

“…”

Folk artists played and sang the White Flame's music, which was obviously adapted from Perlis's journey to the kingdom. Their eyes were full of hope. Just like the teachings of the White Flame Cult, they regarded the Pure White Flame as the flame of rebirth, and Perlis as the incarnation of the advent of the White Flame.

Surrounded by this music, Carly smiled, but her nose felt sore and she quickly covered her face with a handkerchief.

You are too old to shed tears all the time...

Carly closed her eyes, stood amid the noise of the crowd, and listened to the whole song quietly.

"It's raining, dripping..."

"Don't laugh at the scholar's cold clothes..."

"White flame, light up the rainy season, warm up the hot soup..."

"She went away towards the sky..."

When the song ended, she left two gold coins on the red cloth in front of the artist and continued walking along the street.

Between the eaves, she saw the flag of the kingdom, the portrait of the queen, and the flag of White Flame - on it was embroidered the figure of a girl who was half-flamed, pure white, elegant and indifferent.

On the roadside stalls, small toys woven with thread were neatly arranged: that one looked like a big-headed doll of Pearlis, dull and crudely made, which made people laugh inexplicably.

What a strange work of art... Should I call it a figurine? Can you make the heroes of the kingdom a little more beautiful?

Having said that, Carly still paid for one and carried it with her in her backpack.

When it was almost noon, she found a roadside shop, had a quick lunch, and then took a carriage to the upper city.

......

In the center of the Colosseum of La Vadino, a huge airship was temporarily docked with only a few people standing around it.

The leader was naturally Queen Eshilia Yad Pershipons. She looked at Carly who was walking from a distance with a smile. When the latter approached, she spoke:

"Ms. Carly, are you all ready?"

"I'm ready," Carly subconsciously patted the backpack behind her to make sure everything was there, "Thank you for lending me the airship. I heard that this was originally planned to be used by you for the meeting with the scavengers."

"How did you know?" Ashlia was a little surprised.

"I know everything."

Carly winked at Ashlia and shook hands with her.

"Please protect yourself, Your Majesty. The people behind Edisi are from the Federation. Be careful of her every move."

"Thanks for the reminder, but I've always been on guard against her," Ashlia smiled softly, "Otherwise, why would we have to have a brief farewell at the sports field?"

"I believe you will find a loophole in that guy soon," Carly smiled back, then lowered her voice, "Goodbye, Sharduo."

"Bye, Carly."

After saying this, Carly walked past Ashlia and prepared to board the airship.

At this moment, a loud shout came from behind her:

"Senior! Wait!"

It was Grace's voice. Carly turned her head and saw a raggedly dressed junior stumbling towards the entrance of the arena.

He ran to the Queen breathlessly and bowed his head to signal:

"Your Majesty..."

"No need to be polite. If you want to say goodbye to Miss Carly, then take advantage of the moment."

Ashlia walked past Grace and whispered in his ear as they passed by:

"Last chance~"

"Last...chance?"

Grace raised his head blankly, glanced at Ashlia, then looked at Carly, who had one foot already stepped onto the airship, breathing heavily.

Looking at the embarrassed junior, Carly suppressed her smile and asked:

"Did I miss something? Or are you here to say goodbye?"

"me..."

"Are you here to compliment me? Your reproduction of Man in the Mirror is very good. I left some small improvement parameters on your desk. Remember to take a look."

"Okay...okay..."

"Anything else? Is it time to say goodbye?"

"Um...I..."

Grace hesitated for a moment, as if he was planning something.

But in the end, he still said somewhat dejectedly:

"...Well, it's alright...I just came to say goodbye..."

"That's really thoughtful," Carly smiled softly, "Goodbye, good fellow student."

"Good-bye, Senior..."

After hearing Grace's farewell, Carly turned around and boarded the airship.

Inside the airship, Ryan was wearing silver armor and saluted Carly:

"Ms. Philos, I will escort you to Hillster. Please take care of me."

"Please take care of me."

Carly nodded to Ryan and prepared to find a seat in the airship.

At this moment, she heard Grace shouting again:

"Senior! Wait...wait a minute!"

This guy... he seems to have something to say but can't... Carly smiled softly, then stuck her head out of the hatch again and looked at the clumsy junior:

"what happened?"

"Just...I...I think...just..."

Grace held his breath again, like a volcano about to erupt, but the words that came out of his mouth lacked that momentum:

"Just...can't you stay a few more days?"

So that's how it is. He wants to discuss academics with me more... He is such a studious junior...

Carly smiled lightly, then shook her head and said:

"I don't have time to waste. There are important things waiting for me to do."

"Very...very important?"

"Grace should already have someone he likes, right?"

"I...I haven't yet!"

"Then when you have it, you will understand this feeling."

Carly smiled at Grace again, her ice-blue eyes reflecting her junior's slightly unwilling Federation, rippling with gentle waves.

"Be good, we'll have plenty of time to talk about academic matters later."

"That...that!"

Grace seemed to have finally made up his mind and was about to say something, but at this moment, the engine of the airship roared and gradually rose into the sky.

"Goodbye, junior!"

Grace watched Carly retract her head back into the airship. At the same time, the door of the airship gradually closed and rose into the sky.

He stared blankly as the airship flew farther and farther away, gradually rising into the sunny sky of La Vatino and then heading north.

"..."

Someone patted his shoulder. Grace turned his head and found it was the smiling Ashlia.

"Your Majesty?" Grace was a little confused.

"Coward~"

Ashlia secretly stuck out her tongue at Grace, then switched back to her solemn look and turned away as if nothing had happened.

In the center of the Colosseum, Grace stood alone for a very long time.

He held his head in his hands, took a deep breath, and then murmured in a low voice:

"The senior asked me if I had someone I liked... Yes, she was testing me... This was a hint..."

He left the Colosseum muttering all the way with lifeless eyes.

...END...

5) Homecoming

Capital Aslanborg - E.Tran Islands

"..."

The low thunder was muffled in the dark clouds, like the beating of a pulse, occasionally covering the rainy night in Yi-Tran with a fleeting white light.

At the door of Alfred Palace, Chadwick Smith looked up and glanced at the towering Glinistra: in the reflection of the low thunder, the majestic clock was precisely pointing to half past nine.

He lowered the brim of his top hat and entered the gate of the mansion under the guidance of the royal guards.

After walking through the luxurious mansion for ten minutes, Chadwick met the king of E-Tran in the banquet hall.

"Chadwick, my old fellow, sit down."

The kind-looking William III sat at the end of the long table. He did not seem as majestic and intimidating as in the portrait. Instead, he greeted Chadwick like an old friend.

His face was ruddy and had the typical appearance of an I-Tran royal family. A plump red stone was inlaid on the light golden crown on his head, a bright red silk shawl with gold edges was draped over his shoulders, and a luxurious coat wrapped around his gradually fatter body.

The newly crowned king seemed to have endless energy, making it hard to tell that he was actually over fifty years old.

Chadwick knew why: not long ago, Queen Glynis II of E-Tran finally died before her 82nd birthday. As her heir, William III finally succeeded to the throne and wore the crown he had been waiting for fifty years.

However, the new king, despite his excitement, did not seem to be very obedient and well-behaved. Instead, he looked as if he was ready to make a big move, and he kept shouting everywhere every day as if he was full of energy.

"Greetings, His Majesty."