Sure enough, Elquet's mood changed from awkwardness to entanglement.
On one side is the present, on the other side is the future, both are important.
After thinking about it, I think the future is more important.
"Okay, I promise you, but you have to promise me one thing."
"What is it? Tell me."
"Not only do I want to travel around the world, but I also want to watch the latest movies that I missed while I was sleeping, and go to the Disney theme park that I didn't go to last time, and the online game we played before, where I was killed last time and didn't have time to take revenge-"
Elquet became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he wanted to make up for all the sleep time, but Shinji quickly interrupted him.
"Stop - is this one thing? This is already a lot."
"I don't care, I don't care, just tell me whether you agree or not." Elqui pulled Shinji's hand and shook it back and forth, not having the demeanor of a princess at all.
Shinji rolled his eyes: "Where did you learn this way of acting like a spoiled child?"
"In TV dramas, girlfriends act like this when they act cute to their boyfriends."
At this moment, Shinji suddenly heard a slight "crack", like the sound of something breaking.
When he turned his head, he found that the source of the sound was the short whip in Lorelaia's hand. At the same time, the Queen's face, which was full of depression and could develop into a storm at any time, came into view.
Suddenly, Shinji felt a chill in his heart. He laughed dryly and said a few "OK, fine, yes", then fled as fast as he could on the grounds that time was running out.
When his figure disappeared into the night sky that gradually turned into a glazed color, Lorelaia's expression improved slightly. She looked up at Elquet and said:
"Can I drive now?"
"Sure, everyone follow me - Hey, why is your weapon cracked?"
The next second, Her Majesty the Queen's brows were once again shrouded in dark clouds, and the short whip, which was already full of cracks, shattered directly - it was crushed.
"Ah, it's broken."
"... "
However, Elquet continued to add fuel to the fire, making Lorelaia once again believe that her family's policy was correct - all vampires were bad. However, because there were many celebrities from the Clock Tower around, Her Majesty did not get angry on the spot in order to maintain her image.
She took a deep breath and repeated to herself several times: "For his sake, I won't argue with you." Then she replied coldly: "Yes, it's broken. I guess it's of poor quality."
Hearing this answer, many people looked strange, and Waver almost laughed out loud. The head of the Clock Tower's first family, the most powerful family in the magic world, the biggest authority in the Clock Tower besides those few undeads whose whereabouts are unknown, the weapons they use are of poor quality? Where can you put your face on Barthelmero? Where can you put your face on the Magic Association? This is not the way to deceive people.
Of course, if he said this, Lorelaia would definitely beat him to death. Even Gray's Unleashed Holy Lance could not protect him, because he knew the reason why Lorelaia was angry, and he knew how terrible a jealous woman could become, even the famous Queen of the Clock Tower was no exception.
Speaking of which, Weber, like Kenneth, supports Shinji and Lorelaya's marriage. This guy is too troublesome, and women of insufficient weight can't control him at all. But he still suppressed his words, because there are too many girls around Shinji. Although they are not as highly regarded as Lorelaya, they are all very powerful. His fragile appearance - oh, no, it has been strengthened once, and now it is stronger than many magicians who are not good at physical strength. Strictly speaking, it is not fragile. But compared with those strong women - it can only be said that people will die when compared with people, and goods will be thrown away when compared with goods.
As expected, women are trouble - looking at the natural Elquet and the sulking Lorelaia, Weber once again confirmed that this sentence is really a golden saying.
The small undercurrent between the two women did not affect the operation of the train. After the familiar remotely controlled by Rojian led Elquet into the cab, the train quickly restarted and the passengers outside the train boarded one after another. It was time for this turbulent magical journey to come to an end.
The last two passengers to board the train were Luvia and Corres. Behind them, Fiore, dressed in black, stood still and did not enter the train door.
"Sister?" Coles turned around puzzledly.
"It's not convenient for me to go to London, so I'll get off here." Fiore looked at her brother, with a hint of reluctance in her clear eyes, "Corles, you must study hard in the Clock Tower. Lord, no, Professor Velvet is a very good teacher. You should ask him more. The electric magic he taught you is very suitable for you."
Then she turned to Luvia.
"Keep an eye on Colles for me, and if he gets into any trouble, please help him in any way you can."
"Don't worry, your brother is my brother." Luvia nodded in agreement readily.
Fiore laughed and teased: "What younger brother? You are obviously not even older than Corles, you are more like a brother."
Luvia laughed and opened the sky-blue velvet fan in her hand, making a loud "pop": "Do you want me to call you brother, Mr. Coles?"
To be fair, Luvia's smile was beautiful and her manners were impeccable, but the invisible pressure from her made Corles sweat and he quickly shook his head: "No, that's fine, just call me Corles, Miss Luvia."
"Hmph, you can't stand it? You're useless." There was another "snap", and the velvet fan closed. "Fiore, is this really your brother? Apart from his appearance, he doesn't look like him at all."
"Actually, they are similar. Usually, Coles is more casual than me, but when it comes to the crucial moment, he is tougher than me."
Fiore reached out and patted her brother's cheek, wiped away the sweat on his face, and straightened his slightly messy clothes.
"At first, he quietly told me that no matter what decision I made, he would support me. When I ran away from home, he also helped me cover for it."
"Oh, I really can't tell." Luvia's eyes lit up, "Maybe he is more suitable to inherit the Fulvige family than you."
"Not maybe, but definitely." Fiore's calm attitude revealed strong self-confidence.
Coles looked bitter: "Sister, you think too highly of me."
"If you don't leave your family, you will never know how big the world outside is, and you will never know that the limit is much greater than you think. Believe in yourself, you can do it."
"Sister..." Coles hesitated for a moment and whispered, "You seem to be different from before."
"People will always change. Compared with this world and this universe, the Fulvig family is really too small, too small."
Fiore's eyelids trembled, and her voice was low and solemn, revealing an inexplicable sacredness for a moment.
PS: She is naturally resistant to evil-doers. Although Lorelaia is not evil-doer, she is still resistant to evil-doers.