That person's descendants also have blond hair.
To this day, the kings and nobles of the continental countries are almost all dressed in gold.
After explaining, Win Caroline glanced at Bea Triss in the rearview mirror again: "This young lady's gold is so pure, she must have deep royal blood. Even if she is born into a collateral branch of a collateral branch, she would be granted a noble title."
"There are quite a few things to be careful about," Yaochi muttered to herself.
"Huh? What should I be careful about?" Win Caroline didn't hear her clearly.
"It's nothing," Yaochi laughed. "Aren't we there yet?"
"It's just around the corner."
With a graceful drift, Wen Caroline drove the car through the bend and smoothly into an arched house with a garden and garage.
"You drive well." As someone who had raced in Prague, Li Changzhou acknowledged Wen Caroline's driving skills.
Win Caroline flashed a gentle yet lively and proud smile: "I often go for drives with just one person."
The Wen Caroline family is very wealthy; their garage not only contains two cars (an SUV and a regular sedan), but also an eight-meter-tall mech.
In the corner of the garage, there were many spare bullets and weapons.
“The situation is very chaotic right now, so—” Win Caroline explained somewhat embarrassedly as she got out of the car.
"I understand, I understand. Auto mechanics definitely need to carry a wrench with them at all times," Li Changzhou said.
Li Qianxia brought her lips close to Yang Qinglan's ear: "It's from 'Shaolin Soccer,' it's about..."
“I know that,” Yang Qinglan interrupted her.
Li Qianxia pursed her lips and turned her gaze to the depressed-looking Bea Triss: "What my brother just said..."
"Are you and Platoon Leader Zhou Weiss siblings?" Bea Triss asked weakly.
"Yes, I acknowledge it. What my brother just said, 'It's normal for car mechanics to carry wrenches for screws,' comes from a story called 'Shaolin Soccer,' which was about Zhou..."
"Shaolin Soccer? Someone named 'Shaolin' with the surname 'Lin Soccer'?"
"Uh—never mind."
Upon entering the arched house, Yaochi instructed Wen Caroline to prepare dinner, clothes, and bathwater.
"I need to rest immediately after I finish cleaning up," she said.
“Okay,” Win Caroline replied.
"By the way, Miss Caroline, could you please prepare another map of this city?" Li Changzhou said.
Is it a tourist map?
"Whether it's a tourist map or not doesn't matter, the more detailed the better."
"OK."
After Winnie Caroline left, the five of them relaxed for a while, and Yaochi was so tired that she lay down on the sofa.
"They haven't caught up for so long, it seems they've succeeded." Li Changzhou stood by the window, keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings through the window.
The colors of the setting sun deepened, streetlights illuminated the streets, stretching into the distance, and the distant volcano resembled a vibrant oil painting.
"Sigh, my little red toy is probably finished by now." Li Qianxia was still thinking about her toy.
“It’s no use.” Bea Triss sat quietly next to Li Qianxia. “No one can survive being hunted by the Imperial mechs.”
"Even now?" Li Changzhou asked.
"Yes, even now."
The idea that defeat is inevitable is so deeply ingrained that it's beyond redemption.
Fortunately, although insisting that death was inevitable, they still cooperated with the operation and did not cause trouble.
After thinking about it, Li Qianxia decided to tell Beatrice a joke from "Shaolin Soccer" to cheer her up.
The two huddled together, one talking and the other listening.
After listening, Bea Triss completely failed to grasp the humor, even after Li Qianxia explained it to her.
“Now that the mechs are gone, if we really encounter Imperial mechs again, we might really be killed,” Yaochi said slowly with her eyes closed.
The Imperial mechs are highly lethal and have a wide range of firepower. With their current physical bodies, a mere glancing blow from them would reduce them to ashes.
It's simply impossible to resist head-on like before.
"Escape is still an option," said Li Changzhou, who had fought {Honglian} for three hundred rounds, trying every possible method and means, but ultimately had no choice but to flee.
“That mech in the garage is amazing,” Bea Triss suddenly said. “The only difference between it and the Queen’s Knights is the operating system; one is a civilian system, and the other is a military system.”
“Caroline’s identity is not simple.” Li Qianxia stroked her chin in a pretentious manner—with her older brother around, she basically didn’t think.
"We should have found an uninhabited room or warehouse from the beginning," Li Changzhou insisted on his idea.
"Go if you want to." Yaochi shifted to a more comfortable position. "The environment here is good, and there are people to serve you. What warehouse? Do you want to sleep on the floor? Or sleep on those workers' beds where they don't shower or even wash their feet?"
“You are prejudiced against workers,” Yang Qinglan retorted. “In any social class, there are people who don’t like to bathe, or even wash their feet, just like there are good and bad people in any race, whether male or female, yellow or white. It’s a matter of personality, just a matter of degree.”
"You've misunderstood me," Yaochi laughed. "I have no prejudice against workers. I treat all people from the lower classes equally, just like Buddha, who made all beings equal."
"......"
The three of them had the same thought at the same time—there's no point in talking to this kind of person.
Winnie Caroline returned quickly, followed by two purple-haired maids carrying brand-new clothes, toiletries, sheets, and other items.
"So? Would you like to go to the warehouse, or stay here?" Yaochi asked lazily.
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