Kumaki Suzaku passed out after the battle and didn’t wake up until the next day because he dreamed that the white body named Lancelot, which he controlled during the battle yesterday, was broken Moment.

Unconsciously, he lifted his upper body upwards and brought him pain from his abdomen. He grunted and lay down slowly.

Although this time was short, cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Ah Lala, it looks very spiritual." Some funny happy voices appeared in the room.

Suzaku noticed that there were others in the room. He looked over and saw that Mr. Royd, who allowed himself this honorary Briton to drive a knightmare, was still in white, wearing glasses, and was standing at the end of the bed waving his face with a grinning smile.

Next to Mr. Royd, there is a gentle woman in sand-colored military uniform, Miss Cecil.

"I'm sorry." Suzaku said to Royde in a lost and heavy way: "It has broken your body and has not brought a record yet."

"Yes." Royd chuckled lightly. "So, you'll have to work hard for me next, and repay the cost of repairing Lancelot."

Suzaku just wanted to say that it should be, and Cecil glared at Royd.

"Don't care about this person, we have obtained valuable data from your actual operation of the body. We have also found some shortcomings in Lancelot. After adjustment, it will definitely become more suitable for manipulation. ."

Seeing that Suzaku hadn't relieved her, she changed her way and persuaded: "Even if you want to work, you have to raise your body first now, but you broke three ribs."

Cecil is still unbelievable so far, in this physical state, the teenager can still control the body to that state.

The driving rate reached 94%, which is the data that Royd and her did not dare to imagine before.

Cecil's words finally calmed Suzaku.

"Yes, I know." His character may be too serious and replied: "It must be restored as soon as possible."

The injury is not as fast as you want, as soon as possible, Cecil smiled.

"Then it would be better." The boss showed joy, "By the way, we are not here to know that you will wake up at this time, but just brought something over, intending to let the nurse show you. Now"

His words paused. Cecil placed a small table the same width as the bed, and placed a laptop on top of it. The front part of the bed was shaken high, so that Suzaku could see the screen of the notebook without having to stand up.

The computer was turned on, and after the screen was called up, Suzaku knew at once that this was a battle image captured by Lancelot.

He looked at Royd puzzled.

Royd kept a brisk expression without any explanation.

Suzaku had to look down.

A minute later, "Ah, pause!" Royd gave Cecil instructions, "Follow back a bit, four times slower playback is good, here it is."

On the screen, the white Lancelot is not armed. Even so, it is sharp enough by itself. The red flying swallow claw at the wrist can easily cut the alloy steel that constitutes knightmare.

The scene currently being played is the moment when it swings its arms. If the chopper is successful, the opposite sutherland will lose an arm entirely.

Suzaku frowned, and if his memory was correct, he should have failed.

Sure enough, at the moment of success, a knightly gun was stabbed from the diagonal. It hit Lancelot's high-speed swinging arm impartially and simply changed its attack trajectory.

After this segment of the picture, playback continues. Royd still stopped from time to time, and then played back slowly. Every time, you can see that the knight gun that is not in the picture disturbed Lancelot in a haunted manner, but it made Suzaku's spine cool.

Royd noticed that Suzaku carelessly stroked his abdomen, and his spectacles reflected the light.

"It seems that you seem to think of something." He said sharply.

"Yes." Suzaku replied, "I have previously discovered a gas tank that was taken away by terrorists, but I can't get it back." He paused, seemingly recalling, "There is a horror with glasses The molecule, with his back to me, knocked me down with one blow."

"Hoho!" Royd exclaimed uniquely.

Cecil covered his mouth.

Both of them know that Suzaku's physical response, resistance, and willpower are strong. With a single blow, the two looked at each other with their backs facing each other. Cecil asked ‘Will the other person be from that country’ with his eyes, and Roy sneered silently.

"Thu Mujun, in fact, it's not really what you want to see. This is not yet." He personally fast-forwarded the picture and stopped at the battle before Lancelot was about to be broken.

The screen is divided into two parts. The other part seems to be a picture taken by another knightmare.

Suzaku remembers that there were three other Sutherland present. It may be one of them.

In the picture on the left, Lancelot jumped back under multiple attacks.

The position of the photographer on the right is farther away, and all three bodies including Lancelot have been recorded.

auzw.com While Lancelot took off, two sutherland attacked Lancelot and one turned and rushed towards the videographer.

The screen was suspended and the enemy plane turned halfway at Lancelot's quarter height above the ground.

"No," Suzaku stared at the screen, murmuring in horror, "I was driving Lancelot for the first time."

"It's the one that doesn't." As if to confirm, Royd canceled all the pictures and called up another one.

This was when the Sutherland left arm was broken.

This new image only occupies the upper half of the screen. The second half is a synchronous three-dimensional map made manually. From the three-dimensional picture, Suzaku can clearly see how Lancelot was lured and broken by the other party.

Royd, who closed the screen, said: "The battle mode has been read, and the tactics are arranged according to your personality. It is a terrifying opponent! In the current state, you will not win if you meet him a few more times. The other party gets the same body as you, and you will die."

Suzaku grunted.

"What?" Royd didn't seem to hear it.

"Mr. Royd," Suzaku raised his head, his eyes firmly determined: "How can we win?"

"Do you want to win?" Royd's eyes narrowed behind the lens.

"Yes, you can't let that kind of dangerous guy go. It's not me, but so far, only I can drive the Lancelot you developed to win."

"The opinions seem to have reached an agreement." Roed suddenly rejoiced.

Cecil explained to the faceless Suzaku: "Actually, Lancelot was broken by sutherland, and Mr. Royd was greatly stimulated. The seventh generation can't win the fifth generation."

Suzaku got it. His own failure makes this body developer's position very embarrassing.

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At 10:30 in the evening, the black car visited the platform twice.

Lulu was waiting here with a black rectangular travel bag. Unlike the afternoon, she now wears a cap, a camel mini jacket and black trousers. The dark and supple hair was tied back and tied a little, simple and smooth.

After the car stopped, she opened the door, which was in the rear seat. After sitting in, he looked at him from the rearview mirror in the car, and she urged:

"Isn't it about 11 o'clock? Drive you."

As Jingyu did, he smiled and said, "You don't need to guard against me like this, I didn't treat you this afternoon. And the time is so short, even if you can increase the speed to get 10 minutes of spare time"

"If you want to make a dirty speech, stop early!"

Lulu stared at him sternly, opened the travel bag by himself, and took out the same things from inside: an oval helmet, a black cloak, a blue male aristocratic costume, and boots, one of which was placed on the side of the empty From the seat, she was ready to take off her jacket.

Out of the girl's psychology, she glanced at the rearview mirror, and sure enough he saw him looking here.

"I'm not going to be naked, or please take a good look at the driver, Mr. Driver." She sarcastically said.

"Those, were you prepared after leaving this afternoon?"

If so, it is too fast. This includes the design and production of modeling.

"I can easily say the frivolous and shamelessness of exchanging one million troops for a spring night. I believe you can't look down on the strength here. I'm not afraid to tell you that after I came here two years ago, I did something. Layout."

Lulu's tone was not as humble as what she described. She even snorted proudly, regardless of whether she could see it or not, she changed it—

Take off the jacket and put on the top. This jacket has been specially designed to widen the shoulders and thicken the body. In short, Lulu not only succeeded in hiding her prominent chest, but also made the ‘body’ look like a man.

When she was about to take off her trousers, she was still in a state of consternation. After all, the light in the car was weak, and there was a chair back to block it. She believed that he could not see the part that she did not want him to see, and hurriedly changed it.

Then came the boots, the cloak removed the hat, and the soft black hair circled slightly behind the head, wearing a helmet. With a slight mechanical sound, the folded part of the face helmet automatically opened backwards, covering the top of her head, the back of her head, and her hair.

She finished, and appeared in the back seat of the car, the zero in Jingyu's memory.

"How is it?" she asked him. The sound has changed through the mask, and it is quite a brave young man.

"This dress, you don't feel comfortable after putting it on."

"That doesn't matter!" Lulu emphasized to him, "I'm asking you if I was hiding enough from me."

Jingyu still didn't answer her, "After I go back, let me see if I can find someone to help you make it again."

Humph!

She gave him a nasal voice of a real voice disgruntled.

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