Chapter 733

Ducarte, slightly stunned, looked up at his sister.

"I.."

"I will never give up! Whatever happens! No matter what happens! No matter what I will become in the future!? I, ducarte, always want to be a helmsman! "

Ducanila seriously imitated his tone and said the whole oath word by word.

"At that time... I was only 12 years old, but at that time, I was also shocked by your will." Dukani stretched her hand and stroked her brother's cheek.

"You know what? A lot of times, when I can't hold on to it, your original words will ring back in my mind. It... Has been giving me a steady stream of motivation. "

"Sister... I..." Duchamp bit his lip, his eyes complicated. I don't know how to respond.

"This is your dream... No matter how impractical, no matter how desperate. No matter how humble and hopeless.

It's your dream. "

Ducanilla said seriously and gently.

"Sister..." dukante looked at dukanella, and his heart didn't know why, but he gushed out a trace of sadness and tremor.

"Don't give up... Promise me... But you are my brother I've always been proud of..." ducanilla gently pressed his forehead with a gentle and firm look.

"..." dukante's bitterness came out slowly. Although he had been separated from his sister for so long, he could not help meeting again.

I can't help but want to rush into my sister's arms and release all my depression and pain.

He is not an iron man, constantly demanding himself, constantly repressing himself.

There are limits to such a move.

Even if the spring is pressed for a long time, there will be metal fatigue, not to mention people.

And his sister, ducanila, is the real source of power in his heart.

He was looking forward to her, admiring her, yearning to be as bold and fearless as she was.

"So promise me, will you?" Ducanilla whispered.

Duchamp reached for his sister's hand. Head down, silent.

"I see..."

"Even without qualification. Even if there's no talent... Even if it's just a dream you can only dream of... "

"I promise you! Never give up again

Duchamp clasped his sister's hand.

"Absolutely not!"

Seeing this, Leila and kenhart also smile happily. They are also happy from the bottom of their hearts that their captain's brother is able to pick himself up.

Just then, the door of the restaurant was knocked open.

A group of tall soldiers in white armor rushed in.

More than a dozen soldiers quickly surrounded the four dukante.

Just as the three of them were on the alert.

Shua!

All the soldiers were neatly separated on both sides, and a fully enclosed soldier in light red armor strode to dukante's body.

Poof.

He fell on one knee.

"Pass on the supreme society's joint instruction, and ask his Highness the third son to go to the headquarters immediately."

"Well? What's going on? I remember the teacher summoned me? " Ducarte frowned. He and his sister had a hard time reuniting. The good atmosphere was disturbed.

It made him very unhappy.

"I don't know, but all the other princes have gone to the headquarters." The red armored soldier replied quickly.

"Have you all gone?" Ducarte sighed and stood up.

"Sister, it seems that today's party can only be here temporarily. I have to leave in advance. "

Ducanilla blinked and looked at him. He also looked at the fierce armored soldiers on the side.

The change came so fast that she had no idea how to react.

A lot of doubts and questions filled her barren consciousness.

Who am I? Where am i? What happened?

The other two are even more muddled. They don't even know what happened to their sister. They are even more inexplicable.

"Don't worry, sister, I will never give up my dream again!" Ducarte clenched his sister in earnest.

"I will be a real helmsman!"

Ducarte left.

Under the dull sight of dukanella, they were surrounded by a group of fierce armored soldiers and left quickly.

He left with a smile on his face. Completely put an end to the possibility of being kidnapped that ducanila speculated.

The remaining three sat in their seats, facing the hot food that had just been served. Just still hungry stomach, at this time do not know how, no appetite.

"I said... What does your brother do?" Kenhart finally couldn't help asking dukanella in a low voice I want to know I'm still sitting here? Dukanella also has a sore face, even though she doesn't have this organ at all. But that doesn't stop her from feeling the same way“ I haven't been back for only one year. Is this city changing too much? Where did those people just come from? " Ducanila recalled the soldier who had just left with her brother. The men were wearing totally enclosed metal armor. That kind of armor is different from machine armor, but it seems to be more flexible than machine armor. And her high-energy sensors also detect similar high-energy reactions. This means that the armor of these soldiers is not decorative and looks good. It's really destructive“ What the hell Ducanilla banged her fist on the table“ Don't worry. Look at their attitude. It should be a good thing. " Leila, who has not spoken for a long time, has observed calmly and found some clues vaguely“ Those white armored soldiers can walk freely in the city. Obviously, they have the official record of the regular army. So as long as we investigate from this aspect, we will soon be able to find out what's going on. "“ Well, calm down, Leila. I'm a little agitated and confused... "Ducanilla breathed“ Let's eat first. I'll wait for the boy to come back. I have to catch him and ask him thoroughly! " They then picked up the knives and forks on the table and prepared for dinner. Just then, there was a violent wind blowing through the dining room window. Hoo!! The invisible wind blew the whole restaurant to pieces. All the customers screamed. The sky outside the window is rapidly darkening and graying. The manic air flow is like a hurricane, sweeping and flowing in the whole city. Over the city, a huge mecha with metal wings on the back, arms embracing the chest, suspended quietly. Countless gusts of wind came out of the spout behind him. The right arm of the mecha is engraved with a clear white character“ Dukante, the third Holy Son, dares to kill my brother, but only hides and dares not see anyone? " There was a huge voice of a man in the mecha. There was a strong anger and hatred in the voice“ This is...!! " Ducanila and the three quickly rushed out of the restaurant, grabbed the nearby climbers and stabilized themselves, while looking up at the sky“ King of armor!!!? It's the king of white stone armor!! Chikorussa! " www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!