Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

Topa waved his hand, but gave a somewhat mysterious smile.

"But you know what I mean. The Interstellar Peace Company has always adhered to the Creeper philosophy, serving as a brick and moving wherever needed."

"As a well-known power in the universe, the Xianzhou Alliance naturally has personnel dispatched to manage investment projects."

"One of my colleagues happened to be on Luofu during the attack on the Immortal Boat, and was fortunate enough to capture the true appearance of these unknown guests. If you'd like to see them, I can share them with you."

"Then we would rather obey orders than be respectful."

Wendy watched her take out her phone, then clicked on a group chat called "Colleagues from the Company's Strategic Investment Department (239)", and then displayed a photo that had been uploaded and pinned to the top of the page.

Because the photographer was standing far away and was facing the light from behind, the four figures inside looked a little blurry, but their clothes could be barely seen.

The pink-haired girl and the gray-haired girl were chatting, their smiles bright. Wendy, on the other hand, was talking to Jing Yuan, whose body was only half in the photo. The most photogenic person was Uncle Yang, who happened to be looking back at them.

Perhaps he noticed something, or perhaps the photographer just happened to capture this moment.

In the photo, Walter turned half of his face to the side with a serious expression, and his cane was at the best shooting distance. His overall aura was so strong that he almost overshadowed everyone else.

If you ask an uninformed person to guess who is most like the envoy, nine out of ten times they would point to Uncle Yang.

Miss Topa opened the photo and used the camera software to optimize and adjust it, which greatly improved the clarity of the photo. Then she pretended to be surprised.

"Oh, ever since we met, I've felt that you guys look a bit like the people in the photos. Now that I see you up close, you look even more alike! Could it be that you're..."

"Hehe. We just contributed a small part."

“It’s all thanks to us.”

March Seven and Xing talked back and forth, and then started arguing about whether they should be humble or not. Dan Heng looked at them speechlessly, while Wendy continued the previous topic.

"Then I wonder who is the envoy here?"

Topa smiled and raised his phone, asking Wendy to turn half her body sideways and then align her body with him in the photo, praising him.

"Although the Immortal Boat Alliance has not yet announced the identity of the envoy, some have witnessed his heroic presence in battle. He is said to be an easygoing man dressed as a bard."

"Miss Toppa thinks this is me?"

"Yes."

“But I don’t think I look like him.”

Wendy kept her face turned sideways and glanced at the people inside with her peripheral vision. Her ability to lie with open eyes made Topa's smile fade a little.

She held her chin again and compared them carefully.

"You say it doesn't look like it?"

"Not like."

"But the person in this photo is you?"

"Maybe they are twins?"

Wendy answered confidently.

"Although there are no two leaves in the world that are exactly alike, if we look across the universe, we might be able to find a similar person, right?"

"If you say so, I have no answer. Your Excellency—"

Topa smiled helplessly.

"Hmm? I thought Miss Toppa was going to keep up the disguise for a while. I've rarely encountered such impromptu performances since leaving this planet."

Wendy smiled, changing her previous expression that made it hard to tell what she was thinking, and Topa's heart settled down again.

"If you like, I can invest in a production company that would interest you and produce a play specifically for you."

"Don't be so formal, just call me Wendy. The title of Envoy is just a title. The destiny I pursue is not hunting, but freedom—"

"Freedom... well, I haven't heard of it. Is it the destiny of a deceased star god?"

"You can think of it this way."

After this topic passed, Topa quickly adjusted his state and turned to speak seriously.

"Oh right. Since Lady Wendy values ​​me so highly, you can just call me Topa! Of course, the same goes for all the other nameless guests. It's an honor for Zhangzhang and me to meet legends like you! Right, Zhangzhang?"

Topa was calling out for his pet, Piggy Bank. Although small in size, it possessed a noble air and was even quite human-like.

Not only can it respond to human words, but it also has some ideas of its own. Not long ago, it dug out a pile of ancient coins from the ground and gave them to Topa like a treasure.

These are ancient coins from the Yalilo-VI, which have certain commemorative value. Ling Ke, an unemployed snow explorer, is collecting them.

"By the way, Miss Topper said before that she came to Belloberg to handle a business matter. Could it also be related to Wendy?"

Now that the words were out, San Yueqi naturally didn't have to hide it, but asked casually.

Topa naturally remained friendly and sincere in response, saying, "Although the specific details cannot be disclosed, it is indeed related to Lady Wendy. I originally planned to have a good chat with the city's Grand Guardian. If we can resolve the previous misunderstanding and re-establish a cooperative relationship, that would be great."

"Looks like we don't have to worry too much about Beloberg getting bullied while we're gone. Bronya is making rapid progress!"

March 7 said optimistically.

And Topa also pursed his lips and smiled.

"That Great Guardian is truly adept at governing the city. She's also a man of integrity. Although she's asked my colleagues to temporarily leave the city, she's still left them with room for maneuver. Honestly, I'm looking forward to meeting her."

After hearing this, Wendy looked at him differently.

Topa is able to become a company executive at such a young age. She does have the ability, but I don’t know how far she can go.

"Oh, yes. I just heard from Miss March that you were going to the Beloberg Festival. My colleagues and I must have delayed your journey. I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay, it's okay. We're not in a big rush, and it'd be nice to have someone to keep us company on the road. But judging by the way you look at me, do you intend to stay out here forever? Even though it's no longer covered in ice and snow outside, the conditions are definitely not as good as in the city, right?"

"Thank you for your concern. We're fine! Besides, since they made a mistake, they naturally have to bear the corresponding responsibility. It would be a good idea to let them camp out for a few days to reflect on their mistakes."

As he spoke, Topa took out a notepad and pen from his pocket, quickly wrote down the contact number, and handed it to March 7.

"Also, although I'd love to go into the city with you all, my colleagues have some handover work to handle, so I need to go there in person. If we're lucky, we might be able to meet at the festival. Here, here's my contact information—I usually don't reply to messages when I'm working, so we can talk more after get off work~"

"Wow, she got the number of the company executive without any effort. Could it be that this girl is unexpectedly a genius who makes a lot of money?!"

"Ahem. March, for the sake of our friendship, I'll give you a reminder. There's a famous figure standing next to you—"

"Who?"

"Of course it's me. Don't you think you should show more sincerity, love, or even..."

"No."

March 7th rejected it outright.

"Huh? Why?!"

"Because Wendy always steals my snacks and juice—!"

"Those are the tributes you gave me. Besides, don't you think that being able to establish a good relationship with me with just these little things is something that many people dream of~"

Wendy snorted and said in a very cocky way.

This gave March Seven's gaze a hint of subtlety.

"Although you're a well-known figure outside, we're already so familiar with each other, why don't we just do these superficial things?"

"March is right."

Xing was the first to nod.

Even the taciturn Dan Heng agreed with San Yueqi's words for the first time.

This made the pink-haired girl feel extremely proud for a moment, and she laughed out loud with her hands on her hips.

Topa watched the scene with a hint of envy.

"That's great. You all are so relaxed and harmonious. But we should be leaving first. See you in the city later!"

After Topa left with his colleagues, everyone set out again on the journey to Beloberg.

During this time, Sanyueqi also sighed, "Wendy, what exactly is the business that Miss Topa is here to do?"

"Have you forgotten what she said when she introduced herself?"

Xing answered her.

"Investment?... It's not surprising, but she kept staring at Wendy while we were chatting just now!"

March 7th guessed with some suspicion.

"Besides, she seems to be praising Wendy so much. Maybe she's here to recruit someone on behalf of the company."

"You've been asked to guess this? Could it be that your IQ is 200 in March?"

Wendy feigned shock.

This move provoked a light punch from March Seventh.

"You're such a good singer! You're actually making fun of my intelligence! This is clearly a reasonable inference!"

"It makes sense. However, it's so rare for someone in March to use their brains, so it's particularly shocking."

Dan Heng ruthlessly finished him off, making San Yue Qi so angry that his face puffed up like a puffer fish, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

……

Before long, everyone arrived at the city of Beloberg. Compared to the grandeur of the last time they saw it, this ancient and well-preserved city had taken on a new look.

When the Silver Mane Iron Guards standing guard at the door found that the pioneers had arrived, they gave the green light to let everyone pass. This was probably because Bronya had greeted them in advance.

As soon as we arrived in the city, we were surprised by the bustling crowd inside. In the past, due to conditions not allowing it, the actual population of Beloberg was not large, but now it feels like the population has increased several times.

Among them were foreign guests in strange costumes, as well as old friends familiar to everyone.

"Is that Perla? She looks like she's showing the kids around."

Sanyueqi immediately spotted the Iron Guard girl who stood out from the crowd.

She was still dressed like an intelligence officer, with round glasses and a chubby face. Although she said she was an adult, her cheeks still had a bit of baby fat.

Pinned among her smooth hair was a gift from a certain god from the last Wind Flower Festival. The everlasting wind flower ornament—

As they approached, the girl's pretty face became more real, and her clear and pleasant voice also came.

"Next, Sister Pera will begin to introduce the historical background of the museum. Everyone, please listen carefully!"

"The Belloberg Museum of History and Culture was established 600 years ago, originally to commemorate the first great guardian Alisa..."

She spoke in a serious manner, but the children in the audience showed little interest.

"I'm so hungry... I really want to eat redfish sashimi..."

"...Ahem. It's to commemorate the first Great Guardian, Alisa Rand, and..."

"Did you know? It seems that the Iron Guard Life Experience Camp will be held in the upper district in the future. I heard it will be very interesting?"

"Hmm... Having said that, it seems like we're also going to have music classes in the lower district. I heard we can even learn the music that Master Barbatos played."

The children were talking in low voices, and a bright red # appeared on Pera's forehead, but she still kept a straight face and continued to tell the story.

"...and those who died in the war against the invaders seven hundred years ago—"

Before she could finish, another child raised his hand and spoke.

"Sister Perla, I want to complain! Peter is about to fall asleep!"

This finally made Pera angry, and she frowned and criticized.

"That's enough, you two! From now on, no whispering allowed—if you don't want to copy your homework, then listen carefully!"

"I understand, Sister Pella..."

Sister Pera, who is always gentle and kind, got angry, and the little kids were naturally scared. They quickly stood up straight and listened attentively.

Her anger came and went quickly, like a gentle breeze from the time when a foolish poet was still here, suppressing all her troubled thoughts.

Knowing that her anger wasn't good, Pella quickly adjusted herself and said gently, "...That's more like it. Uh, where were we talking about? Let's continue..."

"Sister Pella—"

"Oh, what happened again..."

When Pera glanced helplessly towards the source of the sound, she was stunned for a moment.

There stood the bastard poet she had been thinking about day and night, his smile always as cunning as a cat's, full of the joy of a successful prank.