After solving the war lunatic, Liu Ling walked towards Masde Rafmati.

"You are..." Rafmati looked at Liu Ling with a confused look.

The people who appear here, regardless of their dress or behavior, are different from those of Ali Al Sachs and the people of Azadistan. Rafmati was very confused about the purpose of their arrival.

"We're here to pick you up-of course, to the palace of Azadistan." Liu Ling smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to Rafmati. "Everyone in this country is still waiting for you."

The implication of Liu Ling's words is also obvious, that is, he has no malice. What he did was only to end the dispute in Azadistan.

As for your own organization or affiliation? That's not important, nor need to tell you.

As a leader who can be admired by everyone, Masde Rafmati can naturally understand Liu Ling's meaning. He nodded and held out his hand. Shake hands with Liu Ling.

"Okay, let's set off right away," Liu Ling turned around and looked at the two remaining people. "You can just follow the moment, Sarches. You will have work after the action here is over. It's done."

"Yes, yes, please take care of you, little brother." Although Sarches said that he was obedient, his tone was still an understatement, and even some deliberate teasing made Shina feel very uncomfortable.

...I'm afraid there are such people. The world is still in strife—no, it's also such a world that gave birth to such a hopeless person.

He suddenly felt a peculiar feeling, and felt that this seemed to be the distortion of this world.

Setsuna finally shook his head without speaking.

Masder Rafmati had no doubt boarded Liu Ling's fighter plane.

The three fighters switched the solar furnace power to the lowest power working state, and slowly lifted off.

Because of the inertial control system placed in the Xuefeng body. The flight was unexpectedly stable and comfortable.

The three fighters turned on the optical camouflage, used the minimum solar furnace output, and flew at the lowest altitude that would not affect the ground, and soon arrived in the royal city of Azadistan.

At this time, Liu Ling stopped.

"Why stop, Kidd?" Lok Ang asked.

"We should need to inform the princess," Liu Ling said. "Just like this, I'm afraid the palace is still in chaos-there is even a firefight or something. If Mr. Lovemarty is sent in such an environment, I don't think it is appropriate."

Setsuna did not speak, but he undoubtedly agreed with this view.

Lok Ang changed his mind. I also think there is no problem.

"I met the princess once." Suddenly, Shisu said.

Liu Ling nodded: "Then, if you come forward to negotiate, I'll give you a cup - pay attention, we are not acting as ‘heavens’ this time."

"I understand." Setsuna also nodded, and then closed the communication.

After about fifteen minutes, the communication was over. Liu Ling and his party set off again.

On the large terrace on the second floor of the palace, the royal family members headed by Marina Ismail and Celine are waiting for the arrival of the Celestial Organization. Preparations for the talks have been made. All that remains is whether the heavens and humans will actually appear.

The palace of Azadistan, I don't know where I got the gossip. Media reporters and people holding cameras gathered in the square, and everyone looked forward to the mysterious organization that will send Masde Rafmati.

Just after noon, the long-awaited body finally appeared.

A small gray-black fighter, followed by an unrecognizable cyan flame. This is the flame of a fuel engine.

"Or is it an old-fashioned fighter using chemical fuel?" Graham and the others who stood by in a corner of the square couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing this unbelievable scene.

Today, when solar power generation systems are popular, both fighter jets and fossil energy are already seriously backward technologies. But to this day, this fighter jet using fossil energy is unexpectedly unaware of them. Appeared here openly!

This is a scene that is enough to subvert common sense for anyone who knows the current level of technology.

After the fighter plane approached the palace, it gradually raised its nose and pointed its tail nozzle towards the ground.

The body's output is also rapidly reduced. Slowly sliding forward on the ground.

There is no mark on the gray and black fighter jets that can indicate the body belongs to, and there is no mark related to the heavens and humans that are in the limelight recently.

The fighter plane is a rare forward-swept wing body. Every corner of the body is transformed into rounded corners by ingenious design. The small duck wings extend from the head, making it natural. The whole body formed a smooth streamlined shape, in addition to the fierceness and the unique aggressiveness of the fighter, it actually gave people a petite and lovely feeling.

Well, I guess only Liu Ling would have the latter feeling.

Seeing this artwork-like fighter plane, Graham felt a strange feeling in his heart.

——The Wind Fairy flying in the sky.

Graham shook his head and threw the shock out of his heart, but his admiration for Liu Ling grew a little bit more.

After all, the opponent is a member of the Celestial Organization, and even has the ability to lead an independent action team, holding the latest mobile suit-now he can bring such use of fossil energy, but may even outperform the old fighter jets of today’s main mobile suit. It seems that he must be stronger than he thought.

This power seems to be not only the technical strength of the heavenly man, but also makes people doubt whether he is detached from the heavenly man.

The black fighter finally stopped in front of the palace platform-Princess Marina and Celine were waiting there.

The series of actions up to now are not only a show of fighter performance and technology, but also an unimaginable display of super difficult skills for the pilot. Under the display of this section, it is an invisible demonstration for everyone.

The current Snow Wind, single-handedly, did not seem to carry any weapons except the six GNBits, but by the way, he expressed that he did not want to fight.

The height of the fighter was raised slightly so that the height of the cockpit root was flush with the platform. The head of the body is unfolded, and then the transparent cover of the cockpit opens downward.

"Then, Mr. Lovemarty, please go there quickly, everyone is waiting for you."

The old man dressed in white nodded, unfastened his seat belt, and stepped onto the cockpit cover.

"This journey is truly beyond my imagination-anyway, I have to thank you."