The desk surface is curved by ink, the fingers with ink residue, and...
Omer lowered his head and looked at the fragments of the pen on the floor. The part belonging to the pen tip was still close to the main entrance.
The slightly curved pen tip pointed at Homare stubbornly, like a spear tip to resist the intruder.
This is unnecessary, Homao thought.
Although he did intend to 'snoop into other people's family secrets', he thought that Miss Rudolph's intelligence network would not reach the point of such a dragnet.
It should be just a coincidence - he originally planned to think so, but the moment their eyes met, he also noticed the fluctuation in the other person's eyes.
Fluctuations are not surprising. When you are working alone in the office, and someone suddenly comes to visit you, you will probably have some changes in your expression and eyes when you see the identity of the other person.
But at this moment, he was facing the Emperor of Teresen, and his expression did not change. The fine control that was difficult to detect even the slightest expression was not necessarily practiced in the student union, but more like it was practiced in the family.
Family...yes, family.
he thinks.
Thinking that if the other party can guarantee not to show any flaw on his face, how can he show any flaw in his eyes.
Could this be the dullness caused by staying in the academy for a long time, or did he really give her enough stimulation?
Excitement, this excitement was related to the premise of the family, and he remembered the other party's admonition before the training ground.
At that time, he couldn't figure out who was standing in front of him, but after meeting Qianming, he knew that it was Luna.
Not the emperor, not the chairman, not the Rudolf symbol, but the child before he became the Rudolf symbol.
Luna was also shaken at this moment.
But before that, something strange happened here...
Omer lowered his head, knelt down, and picked up the small fragment of the pen body connected to the pen tip.
The peculiar texture of the pen body looks like stone, or to be more precise...
He looked at the gray-white rock and noticed that the cracks were mixed with small, regular patches of light and dark.
It can be concluded that:
granite.
And there is also plagioclase granite with polylaminar twin crystals. This has been mentioned in alchemical chemistry. The hardness is 6-7 degrees, which is considered a relatively strong stone.
The pen body made of this kind of thing is strong enough, and it requires amazing grip strength to crush it, even if it is a racing girl, a Triple Crown racing girl...
Omer was silent for a moment and tapped the light screen silently.
The skill of Representative Qianming, who ignores the private mode and directly peeks into the screen, is obviously quite rare. The trainer could just bang it in mid-air in front of the president, but that would be too ostentatious.
Move the light screen to the bottom and type out the words just by clearing the ground, so it's not too troublesome.
Krait: [Can Miss Rudolph easily break a granite pen with her bare hands? Under the premise of not using source energy and not using much force? 】1min
B: [It’s not impossible to not use source energy, but if you don’t use a lot of force, it’s still too difficult, right? Luna]
Ringed Snake: [Okay, see you later]
The physical fitness of Triple Crown horse girls has always been higher than that of ordinary horse girls, but most of them also have differences in emphasis. This information is not available in public information, and Omer does not know it, let alone what Rudolf symbolizes. The record is extraordinary.
The eight-time winner's record can only be rivaled by the great opera director and lead actor at the South District Theater in Jiemen District.
The Emperor and the Overlord each exist in the past and present. I believe there are always people who are looking forward to the two meeting again in the Cup of Dreams, even though they all know that the possibility of such a thing is extremely low.
The beastmen don't care that much.
"Is it okay to leave it here?"
Even the pen tip was crooked, and the connection between the pen grip and the pen barrel was completely shattered. Even someone as frugal as Omo felt that there was really no room for recycling.
"...It's okay, thank you." As if he was collecting documents and wiping the desktop, Rudolf was a little distracted and even answered a beat too late.
This was unusual for the emperor, but Omo pretended not to notice. After finishing the collection, he took out a small pack of tissues from his briefcase and wiped his fingers, and then said:
"You're welcome, but Miss Rudolph, actually I have something to ask for when I come to visit you this time."
As he said this, he also took out two pieces of paper and handed them to Rudolph, even though several desks in the student union had their own tissue boxes.
"Thank you." She was still so polite, but she reacted quickly enough, taking the two boxes of tissues and wiping the last few black spots.
After all, it is just the carbon ink contained in the ink bag of a fountain pen. Although the space expansion technology is quite advanced these days, and some people will make some special articles on the pen and ink capacity, her pen obviously does not have that added. A function that will make things more troublesome now.
"So what do you want to say?"
She was wiping to the end, but without water, it would not be clean after all.
The mahogany tabletop was covered with a faint layer of black stains, like a layer of gauze.
In response, Omer asked if the cup on the shelf nearby could be used.
There was a row of cups on it.
The bright yellow cup with HaChiMi printed on it probably belonged to the Emperor of the East China Sea.
The pure black cup may come from Narita Shirani.
The milky white mug should belong to Pipa Chenguang.
And the teacup with Air directly printed on it is obviously derived from the Air Groove.
There is also the emerald green cup with CB bronzing characters on it, no need to tell who it belongs to.
In addition, there were several cup logos, but Omer chose only the cup in the corner. It even had some chips and looked dusty, as if it hadn't had an owner for a long time.
Rudolf had no objection, his nostalgic gaze was extremely brief, and he just suggested that he take it to the sink to wash it first.
She probably thought that Homais was going to sit down and talk and was looking for a cup to get water.
But he just took the cup and channeled his magic power to construct the trick of condensing water, and then froze the sewage. The ice cube was thrown into the trash can aside, and the water he summoned again filled the cup and placed it on the table. forward.
"Add some water to wipe it clean." He said, looking at the silent symbol of Rudolph.
When people misunderstand the other party, most people will react with embarrassment, and Ma Niang is no exception.
But the chestnut-haired horse girl obviously thought of something. She looked at the water glass, then looked at Omo, her eyes and tone were calm: "What do you want to ask? Symbolist?"
The side of the emperor has returned, and even the questions he asks are straight to the point, so there is no doubt about it.
It also made the vampires on the screen hold their breath - the Witchmon was gone, but Morrison was still there.
It's just that his ability in this area is not as good as that of his adopted son. He has always been an audience member, responsible for acting as a fearful atmosphere group.
"Strictly speaking, Mr. Yuechi is the symbol, that is, your uncle." Omer didn't look nervous at all. He looked at the side of the president who was wiping the table with a wet paper towel. It was not that he had not thought about it. Go and do it for you.
But in this kind of atmosphere, it's better not to show too much enthusiasm in order to appear normal.
"Two horse girls and I were accidentally attacked at an exhibition. The perpetrators who participated in the attack identified that gentleman as the mastermind behind the attack."
"..." The hand wiping the table stopped, and whether it was the 'two horse girls' or the 'criminal identification', she turned around.
This was indeed something she didn't know, which almost made her frown, and there was only a gloomy majesty under the backlight.
After thinking for a moment, when she looked at Homare again, her eyes softened slightly, as if the alarm had been lifted.
"You want to confirm the authenticity from me?"
"exactly."
"I will investigate, and if it is true, I will make him punished. Don't act rashly yet," she said, with the same self-confidence as always, taking everything for granted, "Do you still remember my warning to you?"
"I thought that was an exhortation."
"It was indeed a warning to her."
"She?" Omer subtly looked at the woman who split himself in two with this sentence, "I don't think it is necessary for a person's spirituality to be so divided."
"That's not important." The emperor frowned, his impatient expression far more majestic than Sunday's tranquility. "That's a warning to me. I can be responsible for the justice you want, but you can't personally get involved in this matter." This is for your safety."
"I took care of those two criminals."
"..." There was a bit of astonishment in those purple pupils.
"So I feel that I have been involved. At least, if it is really the result of Mr. Yuechi Symbol, then I have at least entered his field of vision."
"In this case, you are looking for me to make a desperate move?"
"I want to confirm a piece of the puzzle," Omer said, flicking the terminal light screen with his finger, switching from private to public, displaying the completed testimonies of Yugel Company employees on it, "This is what Qianming and I have already said. Completed portion of the investigation…”
"Qianming?"
"That's not important," the same words came out of Omer's mouth, but there was no doubt about it, "Look at this part of the testimony first. There is evidence that he sponsored and funded the monster experiment, and I also believe it. He also has sponsorships in other fields. You guys have always been focused on horse racing, so you probably don’t know much about the monster industry chain.”
"Wait a minute, how come the information you posted above even includes what Yue Chi's symbol ate last week?"
"This is one of the contents of the report about the chairman of Yuechi Logistics in the Commercial Daily. I personally think that what a person likes to eat can also give a lot of information."
"What about him going to play golf? Is this also part of the report?"
"This is what he tweeted. A member of the Symbolist Family who doesn't like to use Umastagram really raises questions about his mental state, doesn't it? Especially when he's playing golf."
"What does this have to do with golf? I suspect you are illegally collecting information."
"No, just use tools to collect interesting content from public websites, entrust others to clean up the valid data, and then combine and splice those things yourself to get valid data."
Omer looked upright and serious.
"So, His Majesty the Emperor, can you please stop thinking about taking me out? I'm coming to you today. No matter whether he believes you will help me or not, he will test me."
"How did you arouse my grandmother's interest and then provoke my uncle who has no interest in horse racing girls?" The emperor silently looked at this young man who had the same white crescent moon on his forehead.
She admitted that the other person's gaze was indeed particularly sharp, especially when he was telling her about the incident. His eyes were flashing red and looked extremely dangerous, which made her somewhat doubt her judgment of the previous two days.
Maybe I did see Trainer Linton as a little white rabbit. Putting aside the actual threat of combat power, this mobility and thinking probably really gave him a chance to put that uncle into trouble.
Although it may be picked out again soon.
But she had to admit that the other person was indeed very different from the trainers she had known in the past.
Compared with the 65-point test paper, his ability in this area can give him a hundred points.
Percentage system.
"Maybe this is gravity. I was just invited to attend a magic wand exhibition, and suddenly a monster gave everyone the opportunity to set off fireworks. But let's not mention this. At the moment, I want to confirm your attitude towards that uncle?"
"I am not sure."
"Not sure?"
"I have nothing to do with him."
"Will taking him down improve your voice in the Symbol family?"
"?What? Why do you care about this?"
"Add some water to wipe it clean," Omer suddenly said something he had said before, "Don't you understand?"
"Dirty water can be thrown away, leaving room for clean water to try to clean something."
Morrison watched helplessly as his adopted son went further and further away from him (x
Thanks to Puppet Monster, Schrödinger's Big Cat, a Grapefruit, and Nocturne for the rewards.
thanks, thanks!
(End of chapter)
