Chapter 208 Quiet Bonfire
Orange-red sparks filled the night sky, and the oncoming heat wave made her hair float. In her clear eyes, she reflected the approaching red figure. She aimed at the burning wings and the rising new star, raised her palm, and the light in her eyes changed and shrank in an instant, condensing into a special symbol.
Then, the approaching, almost crazy red steel was covered by the spreading white frost, until the hot fireball on the chest slowly extinguished, and the whole body lost speed like a frozen ice block.
Although Heshia Tilan did not know the past of this mecha representative, the surging emotions and the will to die together were not ignored, but truly felt. It was because she had the talent of a singer that she understood how rare and precious such a burning will was.
'Stop, you shouldn't be trapped here. 'The battle is not for killing, but for saving those who are trapped in the abyss and cannot extricate themselves. Sometimes sober restraint will test people more than killing at the cost of their lives, because the latter only needs to follow instincts, while the former needs to think about the right direction.
At the headquarters of Black Hammer Heavy Industry, several elderly people also stood on a tall building, looking at the red meteors gradually falling in the distance.
"Did they finally take out the hope that they once reluctantly gave up, but unfortunately the result is still the same..." I can't remember how many times I sighed and felt sad. These old people have long lost their tears, leaving only the loss in their hearts.
They are not unaware that the result of fighting each other like this is just a protracted survival, but they are just abandoned people. The new era has not left them a place. Where can they go after leaving North District 2? Beg for mercy and shelter from others like a stray dog? Then forget everything in the past and just be an ordinary person?
What kind of choice is that? What has the efforts of the predecessors for hundreds of years become? What has their persistence for many years become? Is it a joke?
The world may be open and unconstrained, but the human heart is not. If they could let go easily, they would have left like everyone else, just like the ruins left in Lebion. In those ruins, weren't there people who used to live here? Now they are all gone.
Forget it. There is no point in persisting. The failure of the iron burning also foreshadows the same ending for them.
"Call a few young cadres from the group." The old man in the lead sat in front of the huge French window and ordered the guards beside him.
"Yes!" After saying that, he immediately turned around and left, took out the equipment in his hand and started to contact.
Seeing this, the old men around him also roughly understood his thoughts. "Are you finally willing to let go?"
"Yes, it's fine for us to die here, but the young people can't. They still have their lives and futures. They don't want to accompany us trapped in this ruin and historical debris."
Under the frozen full moon, the war in the city gradually stopped and became quiet.
The problem of war was temporarily solved, but a new problem suddenly came to Tilan's mind. She suddenly thought whether she had gone too far today, which meant that she was too out of line. After all, in this era, anything that happened under the sky could basically be seen by satellites. If things went wrong, there might be a group of people watching her live in a corner of the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region. It was
really troublesome. She looked up, then dispersed the huge full moon that covered the night sky and landed.
The cold night wind filled her sleeves, and then the firelight illuminated her face and hair. Her toes landed lightly in front of the fallen mecha. Tilan opened her hand and gently scratched it. The originally sturdy mecha was cut open, and the heavy armor on it slid down, smashing a pit on the ground, and then revealing the scene inside the cockpit.
A gray-haired old man was lying inside, half asleep and half awake. His skin was loose, and his lower body was connected to some kind of life-support device. Only the upper body was still preserved. Various fiber tubes were inserted into his body, and the electronic sound of dripping came from the instrument next to him from time to time.
After the armor slipped off, he tried to half-open one eye and saw the young black-haired girl who was only 16-17 years old in the firelight. Everything seemed like a dream.
"I am... No, it doesn't matter." He tried to identify the figure in front of him, and felt a special temperament in the other person, as if all his reluctance and thoughts were understood by the other person, that kind of tolerance, that kind of resonance, as if all the wrinkles in his heart were smoothed out.
"You are..." He looked at the girl in front of him, and unconsciously added a kind of honorific in his voice.
"I received your prayers and regrets." The black-haired girl spoke to him in the reflection of the firelight.
"Is that so? Yes, if you are the third great one..." Murmuring, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was relieved.
"After four hundred years, we have finally waited for the birth of another color. What a beautiful world." After speaking, his voice gradually weakened, and finally stopped slowly. The last trace of light red on his face dissipated, and the remaining body turned gray, and the instrument next to him also sent a beeping alarm, and finally stopped.
Soon after, the personnel of Fentie Energy arrived, and they gathered around the deceased old man and slowly stopped.
There was a communication device on the mecha, and the last few words the old man said did not dissipate in the wind, but were heard by the core personnel of Fentie Energy. On the
one hand, they mourned the death of the old man, and on the other hand, they looked at the girl in the firelight with awe. If it was really as the old man said in his last words, then the girl in front of them could change the entire federation and was destined to affect the entire federation.
Broad looked at the people around him, took a deep breath, and walked slowly forward to the black-haired figure standing in the firelight for a long time.
"Your Highness, what should I do now?"
"Your Highness, why do you call me that?" Tilan woke up from her memories and asked with a little surprise.
"This... all the color-level singers of all generations have been called that..." He was a little nervous, afraid that his words and actions would displease the other party.
"Uh... don't call me that for the time being, it's not appropriate now." The girl shook her head. Although she gradually knew her identity and talent, she was still too immature now.
"Then what should I call you? Calling you by your name is not appropriate."
"Just call me Tilan."
"Okay, Miss Tilan." Broad breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm not ready to step into the central spotlight of the Federation. Please keep my identity secret for now."
"I understand, I understand." He suddenly stood at attention, his voice clear.
Although the other low-level personnel present did not know the specific identity of the girl, they were also in awe after what happened just now. Seeing their leader's actions, they roughly understood that they would not have to be enemies with her, and the tension in their hearts also subsided.
"Send someone to clean up the battlefield first and settle the remaining residents. In addition, please send someone to inform Black Hammer. I have a lot to say to them." Jumping down from the ruins nearby, the girl ordered.
"Yes!"
In the next hour, Lebion took action again. The two sides that were originally fighting suddenly put aside their hostility and began to work together to save the residents who were injured in the disaster caused by the battle. At the same time, a long convoy also drove out from the headquarters of Black Hammer Heavy Industry and headed for the center of the city.
Passing through the streets guarded by crimson mechas, the convoy stopped in front of a dilapidated building. This magnificent building was like a huge Ω, and the interior was where the official institutions of Lebion were once located.
After entering the building and going up the stairs, the last group of people came to the top of the rooftop and finally saw the figure that appeared in the full moon not long ago.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Facing the black-haired girl, the people from Black Hammer Heavy Industry had some guesses, but they were not sure.
Seeing this, the girl thought for a moment, nodded to Brod standing beside her, then bowed, and then came to the black-clothed men and whispered.
Hearing the voice coming from their ears, the group of people first shrank their pupils in surprise, then in disbelief, and finally stood at the bottom with trepidation and anxiety.
"Let's stop here for today." Her voice rang directly in everyone's heart, as if she was talking directly to everyone's soul. This legendary ability immediately made those who were still doubtful and unbelieving become firm.
"Yes, I will follow your will."
Seeing the change in the expressions of the people below, Tilan shook her head slightly, feeling that the color-level singers had accumulated a lot of prestige in the Federation, not only because Isanisha founded the Federation, but also because Aimulalin debuted at the age of 20, and at the age of 26, it took only six years to set off a revolution that swept the Federation. Although the radical methods led to the division of the Federation, under such a disadvantage, she still forged the Federation under her command into a consistent steel, and forcibly flattened the opposition that blocked it. In the end, she achieved what she wanted and completed the mid-term blood transfusion reform of the Federation.
Things slowly came to an end, and the fire in the night gradually went out. People supported each other and sat around the campfire, counting the number of people, feeling lucky to be alive, and then talked about some things they wanted to do but didn't have the courage to try.
A light figure jumped down from the tall building, and then the figure shuttled through the streets and alleys, confirming the situation everywhere, and seeing that everything was developing in the direction he hoped, he returned to the starting point with peace of mind.
Valk and Phyllis were standing around a burning iron barrel, which contained some discarded items. At this moment, they were burning, and the two were talking.
"I didn't expect Tilan to have such an identity." Phyllis used an iron stick to poke the burning paper box in the iron barrel.
"She probably doesn't want others to know. After all, such an identity is too shocking." Valk understood.
"Well, I guess I would be the same. If it were really exposed, it would be difficult to live an easy life. The Federation is not good now. It's like a leaky ship. Various problems are looming. Even I have heard a lot about it."
"What should we do when she comes back? Congratulate her? Show respect? Or what should we do?" Phyllis continued to speak, thinking about how to deal with it later.
"That would only embarrass her. We should just support her silently and pretend that we don't know." Based on his past experience, Valk knew that not everything had to be analyzed clearly, as that would only make people unhappy.
"Haha, that's right. Thinking about the shy and embarrassed look of President Tilan, it's really cute. No wonder Allen always likes to tease."
"Oh, so he usually teases me. You know it." Just when Phyllis was thinking of happy things, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Uh, this..." Phyllis' voice froze, and his head turned around and saw the black-haired girl approaching.
"President Tilan..." "
Humph." The girl walked past him and sat down next to the burning iron barrel. She propped up her chin with her hand, as if she was worried about something.
"Can you help me think of a way, that is, how to explain it to everyone when I go back later."
"Well, this... let me think about it." Phyllis immediately seized this opportunity to atone for his sins and thought hard.
"Maybe we can say that we didn't know anything. We just walked around the city and the other side suddenly stopped firing."
"But the moon was so big just now, it's hard to hide it from people." The girl rubbed her forehead.
"Then let's say that a mysterious unknown person raided the entire venue and then left. After all, it's so far away, and no one should know that it was Tilan who did it." Phyllis continued to give advice.
"Can this really be concealed? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if it was exposed?"
"Perhaps, we can say that although the two sides fought and used powerful weapons on each other, they suffered heavy casualties on both sides and gradually died down."
"This is barely feasible, but it feels like there are still many loopholes." To be honest, Tilan doesn't like to lie, because every lie needs more lies to cover it up, and the final exposure will hurt those close to her.
"Then let's say that we beat up the top leaders of both sides, and they finally accepted the proposal of reconciliation. Although it's incredible, this is the answer that is closest to the truth." Valk rarely came up with a roughly reasonable explanation.
"Is that so? Is it still a bit out of line?" The girl asked the two people carefully.
"No, President, you have to believe in yourself. With your ability, it's actually normal to do such a thing." Phyllis cheered up the black-haired girl who lacked confidence.
"Our president Tilan is a gangster lady, which is a perfect fit!"
"Okay, shut up." The girl waved her hand unhappily and leaned aside, but she really couldn't think of any more reasonable explanation at this moment.
"It can only be like this. If it doesn't work, I can only confess." She sighed, missing the quiet and stable days of the past six months.
It's not that she is not strong enough, but everything has developed too fast. In less than a year, it seems that the world has changed.
After making the decision, the three of them did not stay here any longer, but went back to where they came from.
Walking into the old mansion that they had left for a few hours, although the time was short, it felt like several centuries had passed. It was quiet here, only the bonfire was still burning in the courtyard. When the three arrived, they did not see other members.
"Don't look for it, everyone is asleep." N, who was leaning against the shadow in the corner of the courtyard, spoke, and the three of them saw his shadow.
Then the teacher walked out slowly, lit the bonfire a little, and took out a few warm cans from below and threw them to the three of them.
"Let's eat something." After saying that, he returned to the pillar beside him, picked up the unfinished beer, shook it gently to cool it down, and then poured it into his mouth.
"It's really amazing... Even when I was young and the craziest, I didn't act as recklessly as you." He shook his head and looked at the black-haired girl by the campfire.
"I will help you and everyone else conceal your identity, but you can't do such a mess in the future. Even Edes Academy has spent a lot of effort to block the satellites in this area. I guess they won't be able to hide it next time."
"I understand. Okay, thank you teacher and everyone."
In the dark night, the only campfire burned slowly, illuminating the dark world.
(End of this chapter)
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