i am your guide

The main goal of their planning is the transfer station of the tavern mentioned by Keweier.

The central interstellar station of Lime Star is located in the most prosperous No. [-] area on the entire planet, and the tavern mentioned by Keweier is in the No. [-] area on the opposite edge.

The architectural style of Lime Star is very anti-modern. The building is a relatively early concrete structure, and qualitative steel is rarely mixed in.Generally, the design of three or four-story small buildings is based on dark silver, and the floor of the alley is paved with messy silver gravel.

The design form based on exquisite carvings and the matching style decorated with wood make this planet get rid of the cold modernity and imbue it with a different kind of warmth.

The residential areas are scattered around, and interstellar trains pass through forests and mountains to connect them together, forming the famous "Lyme Eleven Line" train circle in the whole empire of Lime Star.

It was the morning when the dragon team arrived, and the tavern was open from evening to late night. Sith and Kevill went straight to the interstellar train station as soon as they got off the Hilo, and were going to buy tickets to go to the No. [-] area where the tavern was located.

The interstellar train station in area [-] is the station with the largest passenger flow. There are huge golden and red lamps hanging in the station, and the velvet tassels hang down slowly, revealing layers of shadows under the illumination of the internal light source stone.

"The holographic identification is over, the identity confirmation is successful, and the ticket has been sold."

The mechatronics sounded lightly, and Sith put away his wrist screen, watching the ticket information from the ticket vending machine being entered into his own information system.He walked towards Keweier and asked puzzledly.

"You obviously don't match your identity card, why can you still buy a ticket?"

Could it be that the altered photo was used for Kevier's ID information?

"The information unit has been modified."

Kevill glanced at the train arrival information, dragged Sith towards the waiting room, and said.

Sith understood immediately, and without saying anything, he cooperated with Keweier and walked to the waiting room in the distance.

"If you arrive at 14:40, how long will it take to reach the tavern you mentioned?"

The two found a seat and sat down. Although there were many people in the waiting room, there were still vacant seats, but this was also in the early stage of the peak summer vacation season.If it was later, I'm afraid it would not be so easy.

"The self-service suspension car takes about 40 minutes."

Keweier had seen the route before and checked it carefully.

The time they went was just in time for the tavern to open. Sith had almost never been to that kind of place. Before, taverns were not allowed around the Imperial College, and he had no hobby of fooling around.

But now it is a very fresh feeling to be with the major general of the empire as a soldier on a mission.

After waiting for a while, the two passed the security check and entered the train. The spacious seat was very comfortable. Sith had nothing to do, so he simply closed his eyes and rested next to Kevill, and after meditating... fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear Keweier calling him, his voice was very soft.

The sentinel said a few words, and then stopped talking when there was no response, but Sith vaguely felt that someone was holding his hand.

The words seemed to let him look at the scenery outside, the palms of those hands were very warm, wrapping Sith's left hand in them.

The interior of the interstellar train is slightly noisy, and the laughter of children and the chatter of friends can be clearly heard by Keweier.

His five senses are very sensitive, and the oversensitivity of his spiritual guide makes him a little uncomfortable in similar situations.

But today, he seems to be in a good state. The mixed emotions and information from the outside world are easily blocked by an invisible shield, allowing Keweier to receive the necessary signals selectively.

The sentinel looked out of the window. The majestic mountain peaks covered half of the sky, and the pine trees on the cliff struggled to stand on it. The mountain wind circling, blowing the grass leaves in the forest, brought a dark green wave.

He once thought about traveling thousands of mountains and rivers with his guide and seeing all the customs of the world.Whether it's a cliff abyss or an extinct star sea, as long as his guide is willing, they can explore together.

Even if the prosperity is gone, he still has his one and only.

But now it seems that he is really young and has no worries, always thinking about some extremely extravagant things.

Kevill looked at the sleeping Sith, gently raised the guide's finger, and held it quietly.His movements were small, for fear of waking up the guide.

Let's record these scenes, once Sith wants to see them, he still has to look for them.

Kevel thought so, and narrowed his eyes in relaxation.

It's rare to feel so comfortable for the first time.

Sith woke up once in the middle, it was from starvation, the strong feeling of hunger made him struggle uncomfortably, Fei opened his eyes, the feeling of confusion had not completely dissipated, Sith said vaguely: "I'm hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Keweier responding.

"Then let's go eat."

"How long have I slept?"

Sith looked at the window for a while, and found that the train had already traveled to the plain.

"It will be there in a while."

Saying this is more effective than directly reporting the time, Sith said with emotion: "Then I will bear with it and go down to find something to eat."

He turned over, put his forehead against the glass window, and stared straight out of the window.

The 'a while' that Kevill said was really a while, and about a quarter of an hour later, the interstellar train sounded the arrival notification sound.

Sith got out of the car and realized that he might not be the only one who was hungry. He glanced at Kevier who had been expressionless, not wanting himself and the sentries to be in a state of consuming energy. Into a noodle shop.

The price was a little expensive, but it was really delicious. Sith readily ordered two bowls of beef noodles, although it was Keweier who paid for it in the end.

Because while eating, he suddenly realized that the consumption on the way to the mission can be reimbursed!

Having a rich patron father can really be very proud no matter where he goes.

At five o'clock in the evening, Sith and Keweier came to the mysterious tavern.

The towns in Area [-] are small in scale, and because they are specially designed as residential areas that mainly receive tourists, the entire area presents a relatively classical state.

The crushed silver stone on the ground stretched forward, and the slightly dim lights on the side of the street set off the dark color of the hotel. Sith and Keweier walked to the door of the tavern and stopped to watch for a while.

On the dark black iron signboard, there is a series of large characters engraved: Casale Tavern.

"No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a quiet place."

Sith raised his eyebrows, and he could hear bursts of metal music inside through the heavy iron gate. The gate was painted with strange graffiti with a lot of paint, which was incompatible with the overall design of the town.

"Let's go."

Kevill was the first to push the door open, the major general pressed his palm against the door, and with a slight force on his wrist, the door opened a gap.

It was as if the silence seal had been lifted, and following Kevier's movements, the deafening dance music inside spread wildly, almost piercing Sith's eardrums.

In front of his eyes were continuously shining laser lights, shooting from the faintly visible inner stage to the door.Across Keweier's shoulder, Sith looked at the crowd writhing wildly on the dance floor.

Kind of want to go home...

Sith subconsciously grabbed Keweier's clothes.

The crowd immersed in restlessness and fanaticism is really scary.

He almost walked close to Keweier, because when the door closed, although he couldn't see the expressions of those people immersed in the blue light, he could keenly feel the emotions emanating from them: surprise, covetousness, longing, And naked...

Sith doesn't like this place. The most intuitive feeling is that it's like entering a large pot of stewing, and all kinds of complicated emotions are thrown into it to cook at will.

The pungent smell of perfume mixed with the smell of alcohol spread in the air, and there were also some scents that Sith didn't understand, constantly pounding his nerves.

Temporarily getting used to the sound of the music, he carefully followed Keweier through the crowded crowd.

"First time?"

Despite the shouts of the tireless singers and the music so violent it was almost deaf, Sith heard Kwihr's voice clearly.

There was a bit of surprise in the sentinel's tone, but also a little smile.

Sith felt the coveted eyes cast by some people around him, and the expression on his face was even worse.He tried his best to keep himself in the shadow of Keweier, and asked back angrily.

"Why, does the major general come here often?"

There is one thing to say, Sith's appearance is indeed very suitable for most people's appetite, the delicate facial features have a sense of juvenile jerky, and the thin body can arouse people's desire for protection.

Sith, who was afraid of intimidating others and couldn't casually unleash his mental power, silently suppressed his strong displeasure in his heart, but he had already started to think about how to repay those people's 'attention'.

The emotions contained in the eyes of those people looking at Sith can also be perceived by Keweier. Compared with Sith's forbearance, the major general made a move that shocked the guide extremely.

Ignoring Sith's retort, he clasped Sith's wrist tightly with his palm, and with a slight retraction, he brought the whole guide into his arms, and wrapped his other hand around his waist tightly.

The two were so close that Sith could feel the major general's frighteningly strong possessiveness inadvertently.

Keweier's eyes were extremely cold, his gaze as deep as an abyss passed over the men who had the guts to stare at other people's guides, and the major general's expression was bloody.

He seemed to hear the major general saying, "Go away!"

In an instant, the dirty emotions against him in the air dissipated completely, and the sentinel seemed to use a little mental shock when he issued the warning.

He seemed to be able to guess the state of those people at that time, probably because their faces were pale and trembling, their backs felt cold, and their brains felt as if they were being pricked by needles, and they had to turn around.

Maybe it will be accompanied by dizziness and vomiting... It depends on how much mental shock Keweier used.

Who said Kevill has poor control?

Sith swallowed slightly, and raised his furry head to look at Keweier.

"The task requires it, so I have to come."

The coldness on Keweier's face dissipated, and he smiled slightly.

But after saying this, his arms around Sith tightened.