"how is this possible?"
Dai Lin was stunned.
The others were also stunned.
They really didn't expect Hitzfeld to say that.
"This is a very complex and troublesome problem that combines sociology, philosophy, biology... and even engineering."
Seeing that they had indeed listened, Hitzfeld simply spoke openly.
"You can't take shortcuts, and you can't be lazy at all."
"Public opinion, trust, morality, law, medical care, and productivity."
"If any link is missing, the problem cannot be solved."
"You asked me how to do it specifically... My advice is not to set your sights too far, and not to take the burden on your shoulders too seriously."
“You can start by doing what you do best and change it little by little.”
"You definitely can't do it. Neither can I. I'm not that great."
"But many of you and I can certainly do it."
"We can take our time."
“Sometimes taking it slow can go a lot faster.”
Hitzfeld didn't want to talk about any big principles.
What truth can she say?
She has never held a high position and has never been involved in macro-decision making.
All she can do is be herself.
Do your job as a detective.
However, the effect of these words was quite good.
Several spectators frowned as they listened. Dai Lin also came back to his senses after being in a trance and laughed at himself:
"If Blicher had chosen you instead of me..."
"Um……?"
"Nothing...Thanks for clearing up my confusion. I think I have no regrets now."
"Dalin." Hitzfeld suddenly called her.
Facing those sharp gazes, she insisted: "...You can choose to do something to make up for it."
"Do not."
Dai Lin shook his head, stood up, and the light on his body began to fade.
"Daelin and Brichel have chosen the wrong path."
"We don't have the face to bask in the sun anymore."
"Dalin."
“This is a good ending!”
Dai Lin insisted.
"The volcano did not actually erupt, and the damage to the environment was limited. Your bodies should all be on board."
"So wake up, just wake up..."
"You can go back when you wake up."
“Do the things you promised to do.”
After saying this, she walked past the crowd, past the corals, picked up Deca's body from the bottom of the sea, and kept walking forward without looking back until her figure could no longer be seen.
Since that day, they have never seen Daelin Blue, the most talented Golden Knight in Sara's history.
……
……
Coming back to his senses from a trance, Hitzfeld heard the cry of seagulls.
The sky was gloomy, the waves hit the rocks, and occasionally the waves splashed on her.
This is Kuroki City, by the sea.
The place where the two of them watched the sea last time.
In retrospect, the trial against her was over.
With the efforts of everyone, they retained the fruits of victory, and with the help of Alwin, they really began to take action against the stubborn disease.
Although it is still a little early for this era, and there is no guarantee that there will be any results, at least they are doing it.
She thinks this is particularly important.
"An entire beach was destroyed."
Xia Yibing rested her head on the girl's thigh, enjoying the fleshy touch and sighing.
"There is still some volcanic ash floating out, and there are about 140,000 people. It is really difficult to find a place to accommodate them."
The girl lowered her head and looked into her eyes, and they smiled at each other.
Xia Yibing was lucky, and it could be said that she had saved her life.
She is currently in the convalescent period, so she has time to spare to accompany the girl on a trip.
But she really had neglected her duties for too long. Even during her vacation she had to keep writing and reading letters, and sending and receiving telegrams. It was also confirmed that she would be transferred after this recuperation.
That means that over the next few months, this will be the last bit of alone time they have left.
Both of them cherish it very much.
So this time, they each prepared bold swimsuits.
Take Lily with you to keep watch nearby.
It should be able to make up for the regret last time.
"You know, Aisuen...I was really scared at the end."
Xia Yibing looked up at the girl.
Um... I can't even see the whole face this way.
This is really good development.
"I'm afraid you won't come back."
"I'm afraid no one will praise me for my good looks anymore..."
Here she comes again.
Hitzfeld blushed.
this woman.
She can always combine the actual situation to create some unique love words that sound half-earthy and half-conventional.
But I seem to be very susceptible to this trick and I can always hit him with a critical hit.
What a shame.
She thought so.
As a modern person, I actually lost to this guy in terms of sweet talk.
"You are the prettiest. You are the prettiest, okay?"
Reaching out and pinching the woman's face, she pulled it apart with force and the girl scolded her unhappily.
When you are happy, you mention this kind of thing...
I really don't know whether to say that she is stupid or that she is like a philosopher.
The two fought on the rocks for a while, and finally returned to their original positions. Hitzfeld dragged Xia Yibing to his legs to cushion her.
After all, he is an injured person, so he should have this privilege.
"Aisun."
"Ok?"
"I want to hear you sing the song from last time."
"Why... why are you suddenly asking for this?"
"I just want to hear it."
"..."
"You sing beautifully, can't you reward me?"
"Then..."
Hitzfeld grinned slightly and clenched his fist to his mouth.
"Ahem!"
She tested her throat to make sure it was fine, then closed her eyes as she faced the sea breeze.
"When I was a child...my mother told me..."
"The sea... is my hometown..."
"Born...on the beach..."
"Growing up in the sea..."
The voice was clear, with a hint of vicissitudes, and gradually drifted away in the sea breeze.
Xia Yibing stared at her infatuatedly and closed her eyes, letting the darkness spread like ripples before her eyes.
……
……singing.
She saw the wind.
……
…the sound of waves.
She heard the sea.
……
...In a trance, she saw on a vast and extremely narrow coastline, a lonely, seemingly silly girl bending down and picking up a special shell.
"Hello."
The girl said to Beike in a daze.
"My name is Dai Lin."
It can be seen from this action that there is something wrong with her brain.
"Hello, Dai Lin."
But shockingly, the shell also spoke.
Its shell opened and closed like a small trumpet, amplifying the slightest sound to the girl.
"My name is Bricher. Bricher-Etrance."
"Poor child, you are simply a miniature of them..."
"I want to entrust my dream to you. Are you willing to give yourself to me?"
"Own?"
The girl was still in a daze, as if she didn't understand what it was saying.
"Brichel..."
