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

"Hey, shouldn't we have found you at the foot of the mountain?"

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Chapter 108: Quiet Galaxy

After one night, the next day.

Walter also came to Krippenburg and formally proposed to leave Yalilo.

Bronya seemed to have anticipated this and simply nodded, saying, "It seems you've already made your decision. So, rather than trying to persuade you to stay, I think I should offer you my blessing. May the trade winds always guide your path forward, and may even if you stumble, you won't be stained by the mud."

"Hehe. Thank you! Bronya, we'll be back at next year's Wind Flower Festival!"

March Seventh was all smiles, and Dan Heng and Walter nodded slightly.

After saying goodbye to him, go out to the hall door.

Xier was leaning here with her arms crossed, and when she saw everyone, she showed a little seriousness.

"I heard you guys are leaving, right? It's a shame, but I believe that travelers on the wind will always meet again when the wind changes direction."

"Hey, this is something Miss Xier would say?!"

March 7th covered her mouth in surprise.

"I thought Bronya would be more likely to say this kind of line."

"...it does have something to do with her. Anyway, as long as you get the general idea, I'll take you on a tour of Beloberg next time you come back. I was so busy this time that I barely had a few days left."

Xier's expression was stern, but her fleeting shyness was completely caught by March Seven, which made her smile and agree repeatedly.

"Then I'll leave it to you. We believe that Beloberg will prosper even more in the future!"

After saying goodbye to Xier and even taking a photo with her, everyone went to the mechanical house.

Walter's final opinion was to leave the snowmobile here as a reminder of the friendship between the pioneers.

When March 7th excitedly opened the door and walked in, the long and lazy voice of Xiluwa was heard from inside the house.

"——Who is it? You barged in without knocking. Do you know..."

“Ah, it’s Sister March, Brother Danheng, and Uncle Walter!”

Clara poked her head out from the inner room, and her eyes lit up when she saw the three people.

"Hey, it's you! Come on, come on, Clara and I were just talking about you."

Hearing Clara's words, Shiluwa also came out of the utility room, greeted a few people, and then put her elbows on the table and said proudly.

"If I remember correctly, you're leaving today, right? Are you coming here to say goodbye to us?"

"Right. So we decided to take a picture to commemorate it!"

"Oh? Taking pictures? I thought this was only part of the fan meeting—but technically speaking, I should be considered a fan of Mr. Walter, haha!"

After seeing Walter's skill of turning decay into magic, Shiluwa was very impressed by him and wanted to become his disciple.

However, the pioneers could not stay on this planet for long, so Walter modified the ancient mobile phone that Beloberg dug out from the ruins and added the function of allowing them to communicate at any time. If they had any questions in the future, they could ask him.

In fact, there are not many people in the train team who have this kind of black-tech mobile phones, and the two given to Bronya and Wendy are already in stock.

"Taking pictures... Ah, Clara, I remember now - when I was little, Mr. Swarlow also took pictures of Clara, saying that he wanted to record my growth process..."

This act of strong fatherly love made everyone look at Swarovski, who had always been relatively taciturn. He didn't say anything and seemed to think it was a matter of course.

After all, he and Clara are family.

In this way, Shiluwa took Clara and Swarovski together and posed for several best angles for taking photos.

With the click of the camera on March 7, the precious time condensed into tangible photos, carrying everyone's beautiful memories.

After making a copy of the photo and giving it to Shiluwa and Clara, the two of them also commented on it in a rather curious manner.

"Oh, that's great! I wish my brother had half the photography skills you have!"

"Huh... Clara is so short? I thought..."

Because the little girl often stayed with Swarovski, she was not very sensitive to height. During her time in the lower district, she did not care about it.

On the contrary, her petite figure allows her to explore more places and hide her body easily.

"It's okay, it's okay. As long as she gets enough nutrition in the future, Clara will definitely grow to be as tall as Dan Heng!"

"I can pretend I didn't hear it."

Dan Heng said calmly.

"Besides, growing up isn't always a good thing. If you only grow in height like March but don't learn from your mistakes, you'll cause trouble for those around you."

"Wow, Brother Danheng is so aggressive?"

Shiluwa couldn't help but click her tongue.

On March 7th, ((`□′)) pretended to attack Dan Heng.

"Ahem. Now that the pictures are taken, we should get going...Xiao Sanyue, Danheng."

After reminding the two people who seemed to be ready for a fight, the two had no choice but to transform into the two bodyguards on the left and right and follow him away.

Shiluwa and Clara waved to the two of them at the door.

"Goodbye! Sister Sanyue, Brother Danheng, and Uncle Walter... Thank you for the photos. I hope you are all safe on your journey."

"That's right. We'll keep the photos safe. Next time you come, please come and listen to my performance. I promise I'll rock it just as much as Lord Barbatos!"

After roughly imagining what it would look like if Shiluwa played music with an electric guitar, Sanyueqi suddenly shivered. Seeing this, Danheng subtly distanced himself a little.

Leaving the machinery house.

"Huh... I've finished taking photos and I'm tired of walking around. Next..."

As if remembering something, March 7 muttered softly.

"...Next, it's time to go to West Wind Church and get a good night's sleep! I was so sleepy after coming back yesterday."

"...Go back to the train and sleep."

"Oh, Danheng, you're really rude. If you can stay in a luxurious room so openly, of course you should enjoy it. Besides, don't we still have to wait for Wendy's reply?"

San Yueqi muttered as he pushed Dan Heng to change direction.

"But, that guy has been hanging up there in the orphanage all night. I wonder if he'll catch a cold?"

"……I doubt it."

Dan Heng didn't think Wendy would be affected by a slight cold.

"It doesn't matter. No matter what choice Wendy makes, we should support him——"

Walter also nodded and said.

So, after returning to West Wind Church, everyone waited from morning to noon, but Wendy did not show up until the agreed time.

Walter also thought that this was probably because the other party was reluctant to leave Beloberg, and it was normal to feel entangled and hesitant before leaving.

After all, after thinking about it that night, if he has figured it out, it wouldn't be surprising if he plans to stay here.

With him by Bronya and Seele's side, Walter could feel more at ease.

The three of them had no objection to this, and tacitly did not mention why Wendy did not come, but chose to leave the city.

However, perhaps it was an illusion, Walter vaguely caught a glimpse of Sambo's figure. He was in the dark, seemingly waving goodbye to them, or talking to someone.

A television with a happy smiley face logo on it kept making noise, and Sambo seemed to be able to see the people behind him through the chaotic snowflakes.

He wiped his sweat and sighed.

"--Yeah, it was a close call! Luckily, I, Sambo, had an idea: Hey! I don't have to be the protagonist, right? Let's just be the masked clown, and the result proved it!"

There was a wicked grin on his face.

"It turns out that both Wendy and the Starry Sky Train set that came later are more interesting than I thought! You like it? Seriously? Hahaha, it's a masterpiece."

The noise on the TV screen grew even louder, and Sambo nodded, continuing, "...No, no, I don't want to leave here yet. What, Epseron? What fun can there be in such a glamorous place?"

He was like a philosopher who had been immersed in this subject for a long time. He changed his previous frivolous look and spoke seriously.

"I've always believed that the more happiness reflects human dignity, the higher the level of happiness—that's what makes it interesting!"

However, the next second he was no longer as he was before, and spoke with a playful smile.

"Well, bye. Say hello to my brothers and sisters in the tavern for me, and don't forget to tell them - just say stay tuned for my next show, old Sambo! Now I'm going to take my bow."

As he finished speaking, the TV, which was originally made of a broken projector, burst into a ball of sparks, and then the picture stopped abruptly.

At this time, Sambo also turned around leisurely, facing somewhere unknown, and bowed slightly like an actor at the curtain call of a play.

"This story is dedicated to you, my dear reader - did you find any pleasure in it?"

There was a hint of a smirk in the corner of his eyes, and then he looked up, as if looking at someone who was watching this scene.

"——If you say no, then Sambo will be very sad."

……

The dust has settled on the pioneering journey, and everyone has witnessed the rebirth of this last remaining city of human civilization after the catastrophe of destruction.

Although I didn't make it in time to save the world, it seemed like a good experience to be able to help clean up the mess, right?

At least everyone's sleep quality has been effectively improved, and they also got a disc recording Wendy's poetry performance from a Miss Pera who happened to be patrolling at the city gate.

A text message from Ji Zi also came at this time.

Jizi: March, Danheng, Walter - how did you rest?

Jizi: Pam has completed the routine pre-departure inspection, and we are also preparing to return to the space station. If you have finished your work, please return to the train.

Jizi: By the way, we also found something on the train... well, I don’t know whether to call it a surprise or a shock, we’ll tell you the details when you come back.

March 7 took a look and felt a sudden shock in his heart.

Thinking of Wendy who had not appeared, she quickly typed a reply.

March 7: "Got it! We're getting ready to return."

After the message showed that what happened was over, she closed the phone cover and turned to look at the pastoral city shrouded in sunshine.

He is as magnificent and impressive as ever.

However, in addition to the smoke of war that he witnessed for the first time, the flowers that had not yet been completely picked gave him another meaning.

"It's finally time... Alas, saying goodbye is so sad..."

"All good things must come to an end. When you get back on the train, take a few more glances at the photos you took, and I'm sure your sadness will have mostly faded."

"Am I so heartless in your heart..."

March Seven said softly.

In response, Dan Heng just curled his lips and did not answer.

Walter, as always, felt helpless and amused by the relationship between the two young men. Then, when his scepter lightly touched the ground, an invisible force suddenly enveloped the three of them, and then -

Fort Clipper.

Xier stared at the faint blue light that streaked across the sky like a meteor flying backwards, her tone subtle.

"Are you so confident in letting him go?"

"—This is also our joint decision, isn't it? Ultimately, we have no right to deprive him of his freedom."

"Qualifications... freedom... you're really being extra rational now. You were so impulsive yesterday, so why are you so ruthless today?"

"Hmm...! I never turned my back on you, I just looked at things more calmly... And, as I said before, the wind can change--"

After looking at each other for a moment, the girls looked at the gradually distant stars together, reciting silently in their hearts.

“Travelers along the wind will meet again when the wind changes direction next time.”