Star Railway: I have told you, I am not Otto

After Planet Day left the penthouse suite at the Daydream Hotel, he didn't go far.

After arriving on the next floor, I came to an inconspicuous guest room.

Elsewhere, a man wearing waiter's clothes glanced at the lack of people around and hurried to follow Sunday.

In the inconspicuous single room, Sunday looked out the window at the starry train slowly descending from the sky, and then looked up at the dreamlike starry sky in Pinoconi. His eyes seemed to penetrate through the atmosphere and reach directly to the starry sky in Pinoconi. The "Company" giant ship displayed outside Coney Star.

Sunday's orange eyes kept changing slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

"Lord Sunday."

The service staff who were in the corridor earlier entered the room. After bowing to Sunday in the room, they said respectfully,

"The rare thing you requested for Miss Mockingbird, the [Transition Laurel], has been delivered to the lady. The safety of the lady's life will be absolutely guaranteed with the help of the rare thing."

"Ah."

Sunday nodded, [Changing Realm Laurel], which is a kind of thing that allows people to not die immediately after being fatally injured, but to fall into a state of suspended animation that is almost the same as death. The difference is that the latter can be done within seven days. Twelve hours later, he was perfectly reborn. Apart from the complete damage to the strange object itself, the resurrected person would not have any sequelae, and the whole feeling would be the same as having a dream.

Logically speaking, this kind of miraculous object that can achieve "perfect rebirth", even if it cannot resurrect the most powerful ones at the emissary level, is absolutely rare, even if Sunday is the only talker in Pinoconi's "family" , it was a waste of effort to get [Region Changing Laurel], it should have been used in a more valuable place.

But there was no way, those geniuses wanted to come to Pinoconi to play, and Sunday also heard a little bit about the geniuses playing cards out of common sense, although Sakuya and Robin among them seemed to get along very well. It looks good, but no one can say for sure what the genius will do after his brain twitches. As an elder brother, please forgive me for paying more attention to them on Sunday.

"Lois, how long have you been following me?"

Suddenly, Sunday asked his subordinates.

The subordinate who was dressed as a hotel waiter was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied:

"Returning to Mr. Sunday, I have been following you for more than eight years."

"To be precise...it's twelve years, seven months and eighteen days."

Sunday turned his back to his subordinate Laois and said calmly.

Royce was stunned again, not daring to neglect, and said quickly:

"This... I'm sorry, my subordinate was confused and remembered the wrong time."

"No, you remembered the time correctly."

Sunday still turned his back to his subordinates and said,

"If calculated according to the company's standard hours... you have indeed been with me for eight years. The 'twelve years' I mentioned are calculated according to 'Connie hours'.

Twelve years, seven months, and eighteen days... Royce, I don't understand, you have been with me for so long, why are you so half-hearted? The ‘Company’… what did they give you that would make you abandon our twelve years of subordination? "

Hearing this, Royce's eyes changed drastically, but thinking of the strength of the man in front of him, he still said bravely:

"Return to Mr. Sunday... This subordinate... I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Sir...ha, what a 'sir' you are."

Sunday sneered, his voice no longer as gentle as before,

"'Family' has always called each other brothers and sisters... What made you learn to call me 'Sir'? Royce, I'm really curious, what kind of dyeing vat is 'Company' that can make you a human being?" funeral?"

As soon as the words fell, the pair of half-foot-long wings that were originally floating softly on the back of Sunday's head suddenly slapped, and a silver-gray light flashed past. Others only felt that their vision blinked for a moment, and a ring of bone-white hair suddenly appeared on the back of Sunday's head. Wonderful circle formation.

This formation is very strange, because it has almost condensed into an entity, but it seems like a part is missing, and it can only be stuck to the extent that it wants to condense but cannot.

Despite this, when the subordinate Laois saw the bone-white thing that appeared out of thin air on the back of Sunday's head, his eyes changed drastically. He instantly covered his chest with his right hand and his eyes widened.

"Let me guess... the one who bribed you should be called 'Sha Jin', right?"

Sunday said, slowly turning back.

The moment Sunday made the movement of turning his head, Royce's breathing quickened. Bloodshot threads crawled into his eyes, and his legs felt as heavy as lead.

After looking at Sunday's slowly turning his head, Royce's eyes almost popped out and he said hurriedly:

"Is this... [Thought Breaking Heart]? You actually used this trick when you came up... No... No! You can't kill me! Behind me is Lord Gold Placer from the company's "Stone Heart Ten"! You kill me ! You are completely against him! He will not let you go!"

Listening to his former subordinate's performance, Sunday's orange eyes were full of disappointment, and he continued to tilt his head slowly and said:

"...Look, you have already admitted it. At the end, I want you to tell me whether [Changing Laurel] was given to the robin by you...or to the 'Lord Gold Placer' in your mouth Is it in the bag?"

As Sunday's face gradually fell into Royce's eyes as he turned around, Royce's breathing became increasingly rapid and disorderly. In this daydream hotel room with a strong diaphragm effect, he even You can clearly hear that your heart is beating at a speed that is so fast that it makes you collapse.

Royce opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when half of Sunday's profile fell into his eyes, he felt that his mind went blank.

The next moment, Royce, a subordinate who had served Sunday for more than twelve years, stared at his bloodshot eyes, almost bursting, and fell face to face on the floor of the room.

If someone could cut open his chest at this moment, they could clearly see that Laois's body organs were intact, except for his heart, which had exploded into a ball of blood foam.

Sunday seemed a little surprised by this.

It's not that he was surprised that Royce was so stubborn and didn't let go until his death, but he was surprised that he only turned half of his face before he died.

After shaking his head slightly, Sunday's bone-white stuff on the back of his head dispersed and he murmured to himself:

"Sigh... It's better to get the [Replacement Laurel] back as soon as possible and give it to the robin... But it doesn't seem to be easy to get something from the person in the company. There is still one missing one that he wants to see." Chips'...what should I get?"

When the Sunday Thinker wanted to use something as a bargaining chip, he suddenly glanced outside the window of the Daydream Hotel. There was a white-haired woman wearing a company uniform, who was being led by a Pinocchio staff member. A man with dark blue hair and a dirty look all over his body, who looked like a savage who had been surviving in the deep mountains and forests for a long time, walked towards the Daydream Hotel.

Seeing this, Sunday smiled in relief.

The bargaining chip, isn’t it already there?

Sunday: I heard that you are thinking about my sister? Next time we meet, I will give you a thought and heartbreak (referring to the bone-white thing on the back of the head)