Robin was slightly stunned, then shook her head.
"Why?" Leon didn't understand.
"Because..."
Robin blinked, looking directly into his eyes.
"Penacony is something you entrusted to me."
"How could I not cherish the things Mr. Ranger gave me?"
Her down-curved eyebrows and eyes seemed to be smiling.
"Therefore, I absolutely cannot hand it over to anyone."
There was determination regarding this in the depths of Robin's eyes; she possessed her own persistence.
"I'm just holding the title in name only, you really don't need to be that persistent."
This was an answer Leon hadn't anticipated.
What does it mean for a cosmic superstar to study hard on how to become a good leader, even giving up her beloved singing? Just because there was an extra procedure involving him as a transaction intermediary?
What is this?
Bearing the name of Leon, can she not afford to lose?
"Your brother isn't allowed either?"
Looking at the girl's face which was close at hand, Leon asked this after hearing her say that.
After all, Sunday had been taught by Gopher Wood and had personally led the Family. He possessed both combat experience and theory. More importantly, he couldn't be considered an outsider.
Even if Robin really yielded the position to him, it could be said she could do so with a clear conscience.
"No..."
Robin parted her lips slightly, originally wanting to answer directly.
But seeing the face so close to hers, she couldn't help but change her mind again in her heart.
She pursed her lips, a sweet smile rising on her face.
"Do you want to know?"
Her right hand, wearing a silk glove, beckoned to Leon, signaling him to bring his ear closer.
Actually, Leon could hear it even without leaning in.
However, seeing the little bird's expectant gaze, he still cooperated and leaned over.
"Bro-ther... is... al-so... a... no-go!"
The warm breath she exhaled gently scratched his earlobe.
The soft and糯 (glutinous/sweet) voice, undoubtedly akin to acting coquettishly, made one's limbs feel limp. A whisper that couldn't be more ordinary, when embodied by the singer's throat that had been kissed by "Xipe," became something else entirely.
It made people involuntarily feel healed.
Their bodies were very close, shoulder pressed against shoulder.
Robin smiled very happily.
The wings behind her ears moved with a flutter, like a little girl whose prank had succeeded.
The imperceptible blush on her cheeks indeed proved she was a little girl.
"Don't make yourself too tired."
Leon could only say that single sentence to her.
He didn't understand leadership matters either; if he understood, he would have gone to lead the Xianzhou, bro.
"Mhm, of course. A good body is the capital for everything."
Robin indicated she understood.
She wasn't some overtime monster who would actively find work for herself when she had nothing to do.
"How is Amphoreus?"
Leon thought of something and asked.
"It's very fiery. The passenger flow it brought to Amphoreus is not small. There is hope it will create a new era hotspot, just like the Land of Dreams."
Robin answered truthfully.
"I've visited it too. It is a very magnificent world."
"Their level of civilization development isn't high, but their foundation is exceptionally robust."
Robin spoke her thoughts.
"Given time, it may not necessarily fail to achieve transcendence beyond Penacony."
As something Leon personally brought over, could it be any simple commodity?
"An independent gateway."
From the very beginning, Robin had placed high hopes on Amphoreus.
Click-clack, the sound of a doorknob being twisted rang out.
"Sister..."
The next second, the door swung wide open, and Sunday walked in holding a stack of documents.
But the moment he entered, he saw his sister with a smile on her face, engaging in intimate conversation with a man. The distance between the two was very close, and there was even an ambiguous atmosphere lingering in the space.
Sunday didn't know how Robin's face got red.
But he knew how his face got red.
"Why is your face red?"
But once he saw the man's face clearly, Sunday's face, which had just turned red, went yellow.
"S-Spirited and energetic!"
He answered subconsciously.
"Then why did it turn yellow again?" Leon asked again.
Sunday shouted loudly, "Anti-cold wax!"
"Alright, alright, what did Brother come for this time?"
Robin gently clapped her hands, signaling them to stop.
"I found some things in Mr. Gopher Wood's room."
A moment later, Sunday took a deep breath, and after sorting out his emotions, he walked toward Robin.
"What is it?"
Robin took the documents he handed over, her expression becoming more and more wrong as she flipped through them.
"No one else knows about this thing, right?"
She asked quite solemnly.
"No, it was in a secret compartment. Ordinary people are unlikely to find it."
Sunday shook his head.
"So..."
Robin looked at the classified files on the table disguised as documents, her expression grave.
"Brother's meaning is... there might still be a remnant 'Swarm' in Penacony?"
"There is only that possibility, but I think we cannot ignore this possibility."
Sunday dared not guarantee it; he simply exposed the things of the dark side through this file.
"What thing?"
As he spoke, Leon reached out on his own accord and took the file from in front of the little bird.
Then, like them, he began to read.
After reading it, he found there was nothing particularly explosive.
It was just the detailed progression of the "Dream of the Great One," and what it would look like once the layout was truly deployed.
[I know my sin, but I will absolutely not repent]
After reading, one could discover just how many things Gopher Wood's anxious heart had destroyed.
If not for his sudden arrival, he should have had the opportunity to reproduce everything above one by one.
Leon glanced at the detailed description of the "Dream of the Great One."
Among them, the most critical items were three.
Stellaron, Glamoth's Iron Cavalry, Swarm Disaster.
The first two were okay to talk about, because basically not many people knew about these two things.
Quite a few people knew about the "Stellaron," after all, as a public figure, It had to make an appearance somewhat.
But Glamoth's Iron Cavalry...
If you ask around, the answer you get will only be:
—What the heck is a Glamoth Iron Cavalry?
The Swarm, the Insect Disaster—this last one is a bit hard to critique.
No wonder Robin and Sunday had those expressions.
The Family was truly insane when they wrote this stuff.
Compared to this last one, the first two things were indeed too niche.
The Swarm Disaster is a great catastrophe known to everyone.
Because of the Swarm Disaster, many factions are in a state of exterminating "The Propagation" completely.
Specifically pointing out the Corporation.
Wait, if they don't kill "The Propagation" completely, they really feel like there are ants crawling all over their bodies.
To be honest, the guts of this group of people are really a bit too big.
Big enough to actually dare to indiscriminately replicate the Swarm Disaster, plotting to resurrect "The Great One" with this.
The main branch's "Family" pulling this stunt—even they might not necessarily be able to withstand the Corporation's fury.
If this thing got out, the Corporation not giving them a hammer blow directly would be considered gentle.
However, the fact that the "Stellaron" is actually a creation of "Xipe" is both surprising and not surprising. After all, it originally had the dual depiction of "The Destruction" and "The Harmony."
"The problem of the Swarm."
After reading the file, Leon put it back on the table.
"I will help pay attention to it later."
His implied meaning was clear: as long as he was there, generally no major incident would occur in Penacony.
"Thank you, Mr. Ranger."
Hearing Leon speak up, Robin finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Normally, if this news were accidentally known by the Corporation, then the Corporation would have a justifiable reason to station troops, and might directly send soldiers to fight for Penacony.
But now, there was absolutely no such possibility.
Even with the perfect excuse of "The Propagation," if the Corporation wanted to make a move, they had to consider Leon.
Consider whether they wanted to make him angry for a third time.
"You're welcome. Then I'll be going first."
Leon greeted them, then stood up to leave.
"What did the Dreammaster Leon come to do this trip?"
Sunday asked in confusion, while alarm bells rang in his heart.
He looked at his sister again. Could it be he came specifically to see her?
For real?
"I don't know." Robin shook her head.
She also didn't know what Leon came to Penacony to do this time.
Because he didn't say.
*
Penacony.
After leaving, Leon finally found Black Swan, who was waiting for rescue, in Penacony.
He successfully rendezvoused with her.
"Long time no see."
Black Swan nodded slightly to him as a greeting.
"Where is Old Elio? Where is the guy?"
Leon looked left and right but still didn't find Elio, who usually showed himself in the form of a black cat.
"Are you referring to the Destiny's Slave?"
To be honest, Leon's style of giving people nicknames was actually quite simple; it was either starting with the "Old/Prisoner" generation, or XX-Sister, XX-Brother, or "Old Senior I adore you so much."
"If you are referring to it, then it has long since run off to who knows where."
Black Swan gave a brief explanation.
After Elio left the message that it was hard to talk over the phone and that they would talk in person at Amphoreus...
The person directly disappeared without a trace. Heaven knows where it ran off to play.
"However, I feel the matter he wants to chat with you about isn't related to Constance."
Black Swan stated her deduction.
"But another matter."
"Tell me something everyone doesn't know."
Did you think Leon couldn't tell?
Sigh, Heaven knows what Elio, acting mysterious all day long, actually wants to do.
"Sister, do you actually have a way to track Constance's movements?"
Leon began to chat about serious business with Black Swan.
"If not, I'm going home to wait for 'Ephemera's' coronation, brother."
If Black Swan didn't have any effective means to find people and was just searching the streets in vain, then Leon wouldn't be doing that with her. Wouldn't that be directly becoming a coolie?
If it was really like that, it would be better to obediently go back to each of their own homes.
Feels like it would be less convenient than kicking Constance to death after she is crowned.
"I can't say there isn't one."
Black Swan could tell he was in high spirits.
Leon only liked the strong.
So compared to Constance, he indeed leaned more toward exchanging blows with "Ephemera."
"You have one?"
If she had one, Leon didn't mind wasting a bit of time accompanying her.
Given the nature of you, Sister Action-Taker, most likely you're going to fumble.
"I do, but it can't count as much of a method, that's correct."
Black Swan nodded, considering it a tacit admission.
"It's just the intuition from having loved and killed each other so many times with her. Let's make it clear first: it's not guaranteed to find her. It still depends somewhat on luck."
Black Swan lowered his expectations first.
"Or rather, it depends on whether the person pays us any attention."
"Why are you telling me this?"
Whether Constance is found or not has nothing to do with Leon, not even half a dime.
Not finding Constance is Black Swan's loss, because she wants to become an "Emanator."
Not Leon's.
To be honest, if it weren't related to the Wou-Lou-Jing-Zi (Leak-less Clean Body/Perfect Body), he wouldn't bother participating in ordinary times.
"Then, let's try."
Having said that, Black Swan drew a tarot card out of thin air from between her fingers.
She tossed the tarot card forward.
Purple stained-glass windows rose from the four directions of north, south, east, and west, wrapping her and Leon together in the center facing the mirror surface.
In Asdana, this thing filled with "Memoria,"
Black Swan could do things she couldn't do before!
In a flash, light shone on the stained-glass windows.
Soon, the two arrived at a spacious prison.
They became cellmates. Mm, true cellmates.
"What meaning?"
Leon looked at Black Swan, who was locked up to the side.
"Sister, you didn't make a mistake, right? Where the hell did you send me?"
Why does he have to be locked in jail? Is this plot really correct?
"Sigh, you don't understand. Constance and I were locked up like this before."
Black Swan sighed, indicating he didn't understand.
"I created a familiar environment. If she senses it and feels it looks familiar..."
"If she is willing to show some face, won't she come?"
Black Swan revealed her plan.
"Sister, sure enough, I shouldn't have followed you."
Leon was speechless. What a broken method.
Sigh, regretted it. He shouldn't have come; it would have been better to obediently wait at home for a fight.
"So your meaning is, you're counting on the deep sisterly love between you two to take effect?"
Don't make your Brother Leon laugh. I see the sisters, but where is the love and the depth, brother?
"Do you feel there is really that kind of stuff between you guys?"
Anyway, Leon didn't see a single bit of it.
He began to wonder how long he would have to play house with this group of people.
"Hard to say."
Black Swan replied after thinking seriously for a while.
"Easy to say is easy to say, not saying is not saying. What does 'hard to say' mean?"
Leon exclaimed, "What meaning?"
"But it isn't deep sisterly love either. However, Constance is a person who excels at teasing others; this is also one of her interests. I actually feel she will come."
Black Swan spoke her deduction.
"Oh my, Dear really understands me. It makes me can't help but feel a bit shy."
Not far away, the sound of heels tapping the ground rang out.
"Conceited Swan."
Wearing a wide white top hat, a flamboyant tail appeared behind her, swaying as it pleased.
"Constance, I didn't expect you would really come."
Black Swan looked at the figure approaching step by step not far away, speaking thus.
"...?" Leon was directly 'not sisters'.
Just now, didn't you say she should come? How has it now become 'you really came'?
Is this the legendary changing faces faster than a mask trick?
Although he could guess that Black Swan was mostly playing that set of using herself as bait.
But this is too troublesome.
Retreating to advance, it's all technique in this area.
"You called me; how could I not come?"
Constance smiled, the pair of sharp claws on her hands gently sliding across her tender face.
Making no secret of her danger level.
Black Swan looked at her calmly, while Constance approached step by step while looking at her.
The moment their gazes met each other—
Both made a move at the same time!
The power of "Remembrance" caused Memoria fluctuations. The tarot cards thrown toward each other began to cancel each other out!
The appearance of the Memory Zone where the three were located began to change.
A grand hall, purple stained-glass windows standing tall.
This was Black Swan's "Memory Zone."
For this appearance to manifest at this time meant she had stood out in the confrontation just now.
"Dear."
Constance feigned a fall, revealing a pitiful constitution completely.
"Clearly you actively sought me out to come, yet you are surprisingly rough with me."
Her fair thighs contracted subconsciously, portraying the 'pity me' look as much as possible.
"Lord Ravager, that is not a good destination."
Black Swan had no reaction, simply using this opportunity to chat about matters with her.
"Oh my, I myself don't know when I became a Lord Ravager, yet you know. Dear, do you have a crush on me?"
Constance exclaimed with feigned surprise.
"You pretend, you continue to pretend."
Black Swan didn't give her a good face either, exposing her directly.
"If you aren't a Lord Ravager,"
"Then why could you survive from that world ignited by 'Nanook'?"
Although she didn't think she would answer, Black Swan still spoke with an interrogating attitude.
"If you aren't a Lord Ravager,"
"Then who was the person who attracted 'Nanook's' gaze and killed Duke Inferno?"
And Elio's words had already hammered this point home.
Stellaron Hunters, Destiny's Slave—these are things no person with status could be unaware of.
Elio—the Corporation's requirement for him is capture alive.
From this point alone, one can see Elio's weight.
A script guaranteed by Elio—if you want to say Constance isn't a Lord Ravager.
Black Swan will directly eat [the cards]!
"Of course, it is Duke Inferno's most ambitious child, and also the most excellent child under his knees."
It was merely getting bored once again, breaking fate once again.
Just as she betrayed the Garden of Recollection, just as she betrayed the Antimatter Legion.
As always, her interest is always intense and brief.
But her nature isn't betrayal, but greed.
There isn't any high-sounding reason; she just didn't want to miss any possibility of living.
Constance chuckled lightly, appearing to think of something at the same time.
"Oh~ So you guys are looking for Dahlia."
She dragged out the long tone specifically. "I'm quite familiar with her; I can introduce you."
"No need, she is right before our eyes."
Black Swan chuckled; regarding her acting skills, she only had the evaluation of 'so bad'.
"What does you guys catching Dahlia have to do with me, Constance?"
Constance looked like she wanted to complain that they caught the wrong person.
"Dear, let the boring act of playing dumb end here."
This time, it was Black Swan who retorted with a mouthful of 'Dear'.
"I am chatting with you very seriously."
"Also, if you willfully cling to your course, I feel you largely won't get your wish either."
Black Swan chose to use both soft and hard tactics.
"Hehe, you guys really don't understand, Dear."
Hearing this, Constance shook her head surprisingly.
"Only by placing one's life on the tip of a blade every time can one experience the joy of living."
"Don't you guys feel this is awesome? Every life is the death after throwing oneself away."
Ah, Constance couldn't think of anything in this world more wonderful than this.
"Alright, the time for playing house is over."
The moment Constance's words fell, her figure vanished in a flash.
"Compared to staying obediently, I indeed am more suitable to lead."
The hall and the stained-glass windows bid farewell at this point.
Black Swan's "Memory Zone" was defeated in an instant.
Strange patterns and grotesque phenomena appeared underfoot; candles glowing with blue ghostly fire burned incessantly.
Undoubtedly, this was Constance's "Memory Zone."
"You say so too, right, Dear?"
Constance's right hand held Black Swan's waist, and her left hand grabbed her hand.
She said to her with a gentle smile.
"Hehe, yes, Dear."
As the words fell, Black Swan exerted force to push back, shoving her toward the direction where Leon was.
"What meaning?" Leon didn't understand what this was about.
"A three-person dance is very hard to dance, you know."
Constance understood what she wanted to do, saying all the ugly words upfront.
When Leon subconsciously extended the crook of his arm to catch Constance's waist, she leaned back slightly, allowing that face, which could be called magnificent, to appear in his field of vision.
Constance rose slightly.
Then turned, took Leon's hand, and began to lead his dance steps.
"?"
Leon didn't understand how it evolved into this trend.
Why did they suddenly start dancing?
"May I ask your distinguished name?"
Constance coordinated with the rhythm of his dance steps.
"My name is Boothill."
Stinky Break-Effect broken ship, he wants to get off the bus, he's not playing anymore, refund his money!
"Oh?"
Black Swan leaned forward, directly grabbing Constance's hand to skip a little for a while, then snatched the dance partner Leon from the hands of this colleague.
At the same time, she didn't forget to be entangled with Constance, keeping up with her dance steps.
"How come I remember your name is Leon?"
Black Swan looked at him, speaking thus.
"Then I feel you might have remembered wrong."
Leon's face didn't redden, and his heart didn't skip a beat.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps.
Under the back-and-forth exchange of the two women, Leon had already become a dancer capable of taking the stage.
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