Great World of Magic Cube

In the more than one week after the end of the Ashford College festival, Japan has entered a rare period of calm, and all manpower and material resources have been invested in the construction of the administrative region of Japan. So after a week of worship, a majestic steel fence was built on the outskirts of Mount Fuji, separating the entire Mount Fuji from Japan. At the same time, more than 200,000 Japanese people rushed to the Tokyo Concession from slums across the country during this one-week period and applied to join the Special Administrative Region of Japan.

"Is that Mr. Ito Cheng?" On this day, Ito Cheng, who was meditating in the room, suddenly received a call from Euphemia himself, and only listened to Yuphimia as if he had asked for proof.

"It's me." Ito Sung responded to the microphone.

"Too good, it seems that I have not made a mistake." Euphemia first screamed with joy, and then said with a serious tone, "Mr. Ito, I want to invite you to participate in the establishment ceremony of the SAR Japan tomorrow, I don't know you. Can you come?"

"Since you are invited by His Royal Highness, how can I not go?" Ito Cheng first smiled and laughed, and then replied "So I will pass by tomorrow."

"Great." Euphemia first screamed happily, and then apologized and said, "I have to call other people, so I have to hang up first."

"Well, I wish you good luck." Ito Cheng responded.

"Thank you, Mr. Ito Cheng." Euphemia replied on the phone, and then there was a "snap" in the phone, and the phone was hung up.

"Tomorrow? The soul energy of 200,000 people and the happy life of a girl. How to choose it." Ito Cheng clasped his mobile phone and leaned his body against the back of the sofa, looking up at the ceiling. The crystal lamp hanging upside down, contemplating.

"That, do you have any troubles?" After a few minutes, the lower body wears a pale pink dress, and the upper body wears a light green large neckline short-sleeved pullover shirt. Veretta, who was wearing an apron in front of her, walked out with a plate of evenly cut pieces of fruit, and looked at the frowning and contemplative Ito Cheng.

"Nothing." Wen Yan, Yi Tengcheng will take back his head. With the movement of Veretta's body, Verita said when she put the fruit bowl on the low table in front of the sofa.

"Oh." Veretta saw that Iito did not want to say, nor asked. Just reaching out and picking up a piece of fruit in the small dish and handing it to the front of Ito, "Give it to you."

"Thank you." Ito Cheng reached out and took the fruit that Veretta handed over, and chewed it in the mouth.

Early the next morning, Ito Cheng climbed up from the bed early. After a simple wash, he took out the dress that was rarely worn from the closet and put it on.

"Oh!" Just after Ito was out of the room, the door on the side was opened, and then Verita, who was able to see the chest bulge under the clothes and the white translucent one-piece pajamas of the underwear, walked out of the room. When I saw Ito, I was confused and said, "How come so early?"

"I am going to attend the ceremony in the administrative region of Japan, so I have to go earlier, or else I will not be able to get in." Ito Cheng looked at the vaguely visible flesh under the translucent pajamas of Veretta with a glance. Said with a smile.

"Oh, when are you coming back?" Veretta still did not find that she had some diarrhea in the spring, and asked.

"I don't know, look at the situation." Ito Cheng shook his head and said, "I will go first. If you are sleepy, you will sleep. Please don't catch cold."

After that, he pointed to the chest of Veretta, and then turned his head and turned slightly down to the downstairs.

"Hey!" The heavy closing sound passed down from the second floor, letting Ito Seng, who was walking outside the door, a little laugh, and then left the villa without stopping, drove to the administrative district of Japan. Where.

The administrative region of Japan is built around the Mount Fuji. That is to say, the administrative region of Japan is not within the Tokyo concession, but between the original Tokyo city and the big version, so it takes more than three hours to drive from Ito’s location. Of course, that’s just the time at normal driving speed, and it’s natural for Ito to be the driver’s only normal speed, so after an hour, the car drove out of the Tokyo concession and entered Yamanashi Prefecture. All the way to the outside of the wall of the administrative district under Mount Fuji, I arrived at the entrance to the administrative district of Japan.

"Sorry, Mr., you can't pass here." At the special entrance, a soldier wearing a Brittany military uniform reached out and stopped in front of Ito’s car and said.

"You wait for me to make a call." Ito Cheng said with an understanding, and then took out the phone and dialed out in front of the soldiers. Soon with the sound of "squeaky", Euphemia's voice came out from the phone "Mr. Ito Cheng."

"I went to the Special Administrative Region of Japan..." Ito Cheng looked up and said, "The North Gate is here. Now it is stopped by the soldiers who are guarding the door. You see if you sent someone to pick me up, or call the soldiers to call them. Release?"

"Sorry, I wonder if I was too excited yesterday, I didn't think about it. You wait, my name is Chinia to pick you up." Euphemia said embarrassedly.

"That's good, I am waiting for her here." Ito Cheng promised, then hang up the phone. Then, it was not difficult for the soldiers, reversing the car, parked the car aside, and got off the bus to wait.

A moment later, a short-haired woman in a gray-black female professional suit walked out from the north gate and turned around to look for it in the crowd. After finding it on the side of the car waiting for Ito, she ran over.

"Sorry, I have been waiting for you. I am Chinia." The short-haired woman walked to the side of Ito, apologizing.

"You're welcome, it doesn't take long." Ito Satoshi waved his hand.

"Please come with me." Chinia did not entangle these etiquette, nodded, and made a hand-in-hand gesture on the side, the current step led. This time with the guidance of Chinia, the soldiers who guarded the door did not make it difficult for Ito, so the two quickly passed through the gate and entered the territory of the administrative region of Japan.

Then the two men walked through the lane without stopping, and came to the inner hall from the temporary side of the stands to enter the inner hall. Immediately, dozens of men and women dressed in Brittany costumes and behaving in aristocratic manners and more than a dozen people who knew Japanese as a Japanese even if they did not wear Japanese-style clothing appeared in the eyes of Ito.

"Thank you for coming, Mr. Ito Cheng." Euphemia, who had been waiting in the hall, quickly ran over to the next ritual of Ito, after seeing the figure of Chinia who came in first.

"You are too polite, Euphemia." Ito Cheng said.

"Is it, then why Mr. Ito is still calling me Euphemia instead of calling me Ufe like my sister." Euphemia blinked and looked at Ito’s question.

"Okay, especially. Then you should not call me Mr. Ito, just call my name." Ito said helplessly. Then the two looked at each other and laughed.

"Go busy, today you are the protagonist, don't waste your energy on me alone." Ito turned and looked at a lot of nobles who would look into the eyes and talk to Euphemia.

"Well, let's wait until today's ceremony, we are gathering, when I introduce my knight to you," Euphemia said with a smile.

"Yes." Ito Cheng promised.

Then Euphemia turned and remixed into the nobility.

"Hey? Ito Cheng, why are you here?" Just as Ito was bored and looked at the various scenes in the hall, a male voice rang in the ear of Ito.

"It's you, Elm Suzaku." Ito Shun looked at the voice of the person, and said awkwardly.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, how can you appear here?" The Suzuki Suzaku did not send the things that happened on the day of Xiali's father's funeral. It was very enthusiastic to say to Ito.

"I was invited by Yu Fei, so I came." Ito Cheng is very casual.

"Do you know Uffie too?" asked the amu Suzaku strangely.

"Well, know." Ito Cheng nodded and admitted. Then the two stayed together, and there was a chat without a ride.

After a long while, the time finally came to the beginning of the ceremony. The people walked out of the hall under the guidance of the staff and went to the outside podium to arrange their seats according to their respective social status and title. It is worth mentioning that Ito’s seat is not an entrepreneur, a celebrity, or a nobleman. Ito Saki is also fortunate to have sat in the first row with the best of the three, and witnessed the establishment of the administrative region of Japan in close quarters. Leading people around the side, even the coffin Suzaku is strange, can not understand what identity is Ito.

At this time, Euphemia, sitting in the front row near the middle, got up from the backrest and had a two-meter-high high-backed grandstand. The hands were very ladylike, and looked at his seat with disappointment. Always empty, ready to read the order.

However, Euphemia, who had not waited for his determination, stepped forward to read the order, and a snoring suddenly rang in the venue.

I saw the sky in the sky above the venue, a pair of arms spread out laterally, feet together, three pairs of wing-like thorns on the back, except for the top of the head, the shoulders and the various sides of the line, all painted black knightmare suspended The center of the venue moved over.

Above it, the zero wearing the iconic costume stood there with the decoration of the knightmare head like a dog's ear.

"You are here." Euphemia saw zero out, and whispered with a happy face.

"Come on..." Ito Cheng, like everyone else in the venue, looked up at the zero on the knightmare floating in the sky, the psychological darkness. (To be continued.)

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