"That's true, indeed."

Scott answered perfunctorily with a nonchalant tone and then asked curiously,

"I'm suddenly curious, you said Eric is going to reunite with Clary, how awkward would that be?"

Ivan almost couldn't hold it in, but fortunately he had received professional training.

He hurriedly lowered his head and put some sugar in the tea, stirring it gently with a teaspoon. He said:

"I am the number one adult among the 'Seven Unthinkables', so of course I am responsible for maintaining the relationship among all the members. I scolded Eric after Clary left. After all, if he hadn't acted impulsively, there wouldn't be any trouble."

Scott raised the corner of his mouth and stopped sipping his tea:

"Indeed. The relationships between people with special abilities must be handled properly. If they really start quarreling, it will not benefit anyone."

When the sound of smashing things next door stopped, Scott's expression relaxed - it seemed that Eric had vented his anger and was using time to go back and clean up the scene.

The calm after the storm brings comfort to the heart. The two people who were chatting quickly forgot about this little episode.

Scott looked at the computer on the table. Although the computer had been cleaned, there were still some blood stains on its shell, and there was a bloody smell when you smelled it up close.

Prominently, the laptop case has the national emblem of the Orenden Empire.

"So, what's this computer?" Scott asked, pointing at it.

Ivan said helplessly:

"The people of Orenden are really cunning. They actually installed sensors on Daniel's eyes. If the receiving computer is not brought here, all of Clary's combat data will be leaked here."

Scott felt a chill on his back: "Oh my god, in the eyes...I didn't expect it."

Ivan's next words confused Scott again:

"But the computer was not snatched by Sara Lauren, but by Alvy. According to Sara Lauren's own description, when she arrived at the scene, Alvy was covered in blood, holding the computer in one hand and a chainsaw in the other."

"Ah? Alvi?" Scott asked with his eyes wide open.

"Um,"

Ivan put his hands together and supported his chin. "I detected the breath of [simulation] from that painting book a while ago. In other words,

"Alvi is the current Simulacrum user we are looking for. He was the one who beat Levisat to death and removed this receiving computer from Levisat's body."

Levisart? The guy known as the "Mecha Devil".

And still...

Scott was stunned: "Caesarean section?"

Wow, he really couldn't imagine that the "I am the 'Seventh of the Seven Unquestionable Things', a modest gentleman [simulated life]" described in the book could actually do such a cruel thing.

Ivan continued to explain:

"And I heard from Sarah that when she got there, the area was full of traces of bombardment. This means that Alvy is definitely not just a 'genius painter' character."

Ivan held his chin with both hands and analyzed with Scott with half-opened eyes.

"At least, put aside the 'genius painter' persona. Privately, Alvy must have received training in firearms and hot weapons. Only then would he know how to use these things? Right?"

Scott scratched his hair, and he felt more and more that something was wrong:

"That's not right, Ivan.

"Obviously, when Sarah Lauren met Alvy, it was a reunion of lovers. But why did my brother say that Melissa was heartbroken?"

Ivan was even more helpless: "No one knows what happened between them. I think all we have to do is wait for Melissa to recover.

"or...

"Send someone to comfort—wait, we've been talking for so long, where are the Everetts?"

Scott took a sip of tea and said lightly: “He slept all day today.

"Melissa's room is next to Everett's. He probably...

"Should you be woken up?"

As soon as Scott finished saying "Everley should be woken up", his tone became weak:

"Shit, Ivan."

"What's wrong?" Ivan hadn't realized the crisis yet.

Scott scratched his head and thought of the words in his original text of "The Game of Negotiation":

"Everett is grumpy when he wakes up, and he'll fight if someone disturbs him."

Although... this Everett is not the "cannon fodder villain Everett" in the original work, this setting does not seem to change as Everett "turns over a new leaf".

Scott's tone was weak:

"It seems... Everett is the one who is the grumpiest among us. Then Melissa will be..."

The two were silent. A second later, he suddenly stood up from the sofa and rushed out!

-

Melissa's room.

The champagne-haired girl in her prime threw away her soaked handkerchief and walked towards the bed after she was tired of crying.

The moment her back touched the quilt, the [Space] ability user Saralen turned back into Princess Melissa of Orenden.

Well, now it’s more appropriate to describe her as a “lovelorn girl”.

The champagne-haired, blue-eyed girl in a white and pink nightgown rolled around on the bed, her beautiful hands hugging the pillow.

She continued to cry with her head down, and after a while a "crying emoticon" appeared on the pillow.

“Wuwuwu… Wuwuwu…”

She recalled the scene in which she finally met Alvi again, but he did not explain anything and even pushed her to the ground and quickly disappeared.

Could it be that during the two years that Alvy disappeared, he found a girl he liked more, so he disappeared for two years to prevent me from meeting him?

Thinking of this, Melissa became even sadder. Her beautiful champagne-colored hair fell on her chest, and the ends of her hair were stained with tears. It seemed that all the grievances could be washed away with tears.

She was tired of crying, and with blurred vision she saw the wreath she had placed on the coffee table. This wreath was made by Alvy for her many years ago, and he also put it on her head.

Melissa certainly still remembers the afternoon of the date. The 18-year-old sat in the garden on mats with Alvy, who was the same age as her. In their free time, they enjoyed delicious afternoon tea and ate delicious snacks.

She still remembers how she evaluated Alvy at the time:

"Huh? You're 18 too? I see you look younger than me."

"I don't want to look so young. But according to my birthday, I am a little younger than you."

Alvi was already making a wreath, but his face was filled with the happy smile of a boy in love.

"Do you like me to look more mature? But you can't change your appearance."

Melissa covered her mouth and laughed: "Haha, no. I just like you like this~"

The two said nothing, but their eyes were full of love.

-

Now, everything has changed.

Alvy should be 24 years old now. After six years, Melissa never expected that Alvy's attitude towards her would be so cold.

Love really can't stand the test of time, right?

Melissa was tired of crying and slowly got up from the bed. She walked to the coffee table involuntarily and took out the wreath.

The comparison between the first date and today's reunion is the contrast between fantasy and reality: Alvy's attitude was so enthusiastic at that time, but now Alvy's attitude is super weird.

If it's not falling in love with someone else, what else could it be?

Melissa became furious and grabbed the wreath in her hand:

"Oh, why did I fall for such a scumbag?"

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