[Mecha] Queen of 12 Songs

Ella has always known that Lancet is very conceited, but she never thought that he would tell the truth so indifferently, but when did the Ashe Empire have such a strong mech master?It was too much for Christina not to tell her about it. She must ask about it some other day!

After making up her mind, Ella invited Lancet out of the room on the grounds that she wanted to tidy up her makeup a little bit, so she might not really be going to the competition like this, right?Not to mention whether she will be kicked out, even she can't pass her own test.Whether it was the hard training during the post-song period, or when she was in the slums, she also paid great attention to her own dress.Clothes make a big first impression, and she knows that better than anyone.

A beep sounded, and Ella looked at the id on her wrist in surprise. Who would look for her at this time?After connecting to the communication and looking at the person on the other side of the screen, Ella lost all expression on her face.

What came into view was a familiar yet unfamiliar face, even the most high-tech technology could not erase the vicissitudes of life on that face, it was the trace left by the precipitation of the past.

"How is your studies, is there anything you're not used to?" Francis Laika looked at his little daughter for a while, and asked slowly.

The man's deep voice sounded, making Ella's mood extremely complicated.The man in front of him who is no longer young is his father, but the gap of more than ten years cannot be filled at once.What's more, since she returned to the Earl's Mansion, she has hardly spoken to her father.Apart from deciding her whereabouts without her permission, there is no intersection between him and her.

Therefore, the existence of her father is dispensable to her.

After struggling in her heart for a long time, Ella replied in a calm tone: "It's okay." Her hard work, everything about her...she didn't know how to tell the man in front of her.

As if understanding that his daughter was not telling the truth, Franzius sighed silently in his heart.Beautiful long brown hair, and a pair of bright brown eyes.It can be said that based on these two characteristics, the youngest daughter is the most like her mother.He admitted that he was running away, he was afraid that seeing his youngest daughter would remind him of his dead wife.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Ella glanced at the time, it was almost time to join Lanster, and this so-called father obviously had nothing important to tell her, and she didn't intend to continue talking nonsense. .

Franzius ended the communication with a few simple explanations. Although he didn't understand why his little daughter was so impatient all of a sudden, school was no better than home, so he didn't say anything.

After the communication was over, Ella leaned heavily against the wall, as if she hadn't noticed the pain from the impact at all, she raised her head slightly, her expression in a trance.

Things like family are... too far away and too strange to her.Facing the care of her relatives, she really didn't know how to respond.If she responded, what kind of expression and mood should she accept all this calmly?

This feeling... She didn't know how to respond.

In the room with only one person, the brown-haired girl hid in the corner and leaned against the wall, her eyelids trembling, without saying a word.

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When Lance saw Ella again, she had already changed into a clean uniform, her messy hair was tidied up, and the dark circles on her face disappeared, and she looked refreshed.

Ella was looking for Lancet in the crowd, just in time to meet the other party's line of sight, she walked towards him: "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." Looking at the crowd of people, Ella clicked her tongue, "The conditions are so harsh, there are still So many people attended."

Lanster smiled bluntly: "Military merit is something that is of great concern to those who have already become the military department, or those who plan to enter the military department..."

Ella asked, "What about you?"

"what?"

"You also care about military merits to come to the competition?"

Lanster smiled and shook his head: "No, I only participated in the mech competition because I like it. On the contrary, after being a nobleman, it doesn't matter whether you have military achievements or not?"

Who knew that Ella denied his words, she said without thinking, "No, I really need military merit."

"Huh?" Lancet turned his face sideways, extremely surprised.

Ella shrugged disapprovingly, without further explanation.

She is blood of nobles, but so what?Regardless of military achievements or the future, she must use her own hands to strive for and develop.Before learning that she was the daughter of the earl, she was just a member of the slums, ordinary.Before someone told her that she was the daughter of the earl, she could live a good life alone without parents, sisters, or so-called blood.Then she, who left the slums and received a higher education, will certainly not disappoint herself and those who believe in her.

Lanster glanced at Ella, thoughtfully, and said, "Are you going to be a soldier?"

"I don't know." Ella felt bitter in her heart. The family actually did not approve of her becoming a soldier.Judging from the temptations of her father and eldest sister, they all hope that she can live her life so simply.

In the eyes of others, this arrangement may be really good, but Ella doesn't like it.Even without Ophelia's identity, she would still choose to become a soldier.People often lose everything because they have no power, and then regret it.Rather than this, Ella would rather believe in holding something like power in her own hands as a guarantee for the future.

Lancet glanced at the ID card in his hand: "There are still 5 minutes, you can go to sleep for the elimination qualifier."

Ella raised her eyes in surprise, and suddenly remembered what he said before, and couldn't help but choked: "You don't really intend to single out, do you?"

"If I say yes, will you give me a punch?" Lanster looked at Ella with a smile, waiting for her answer.

"No." Without waiting for Lanster to respond, Ella showed a sinister smile and clenched her right hand into a fist, "I'll let the mech beat you up!"

"...You are shameless!"

Ella yawned and shrugged nonchalantly.

Five minutes passed quickly. Holding the magnetic card for registration, the two entered the venue one after another.After seeing the flow of people while queuing, Ella was not surprised when she looked at the scene full of heads as far as the eye could see.She looked around, trying to find who she was looking for.

"Are you looking for someone?" Lancet was very surprised by this. Isn't it strange that people can be found in this kind of place? !

"Ah."

Lanster suddenly thought: "Who?"

Ella smiled: "You know this person too."

"Oh?" Lancet was even more puzzled this time, as far as he knew about the people of the Ashe Empire, they were all people he needed to keep an eye on.But it is absolutely impossible for these people to have anything to do with Ella, a little girl who does not participate in political affairs, but Ella said in such a firm tone that he knew, so this person... who is it?

Ella answered with a smile: "Ye Hua, the number one mech master of the Ashe Empire."

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