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The bright yellow aurora has long since dissipated, and the shadow of the aircraft near the pole has long since returned. Watching the magnificent night mecha flying towards the sky, watching the light shuttles turn into a stream of light,

Shrouded in the sky above the entire Arctic Circle, the huge light wheel gradually disintegrated in the beauty of the sea of ​​stars in the dark night.

This scene is peaceful and grand.

"She finally returned to the Nightless Palace. Oh, is she planning to bid farewell to that queen completely...or is she going to reconcile and become Zero Rider again?"

Looking at the huge mecha silhouette in the sky at the polar night, standing on the edge of the Arctic Circle near the American continent, the figure in a cool-toned noble dress stood on the top of an iceberg, as if whispering to himself. He spoke with a smile.

"Is this also what your queen expected?"

With a sarcastic smile of unknown meaning on her lips, she turned her head and spoke behind her, standing there...

It is an alchemical golem made up of various unknown inanimate parts.

But this alchemical golem that was supposed to be equally lifeless spoke in a low voice, and the old man answered with a hoarse smile.

"No one can understand the wisdom of His Majesty."

Wisdom...

Even if there was arrogance on her frosty and beautiful face, Astefia did not open her mouth to refute, but she looked at another empty place, still showing the dignity and beauty of this ancient duchess that made ordinary men Feeling his humble tone, the corners of his perfect mouth curved.

"It seems that our plan this time has completely failed, and the Night Angel has somehow escaped from weakness. It is only a matter of time before she regains her strength. There is no longer any possibility of catching her."

"What to do now? Or..."

Astefia lowered her frosty eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, and whispered in a low tone, not sure whether it was hostility or intimacy:

"Your alliance leader has any next plans?"

In that empty direction, at the moment when Duke Winter said these words,

The third being on the top of the ice appeared out of thin air, and the space cover was removed from the front and back like the water surface, revealing that the figure was not the breath of 'life' like the alchemy devil, but it was definitely inhuman at first glance. The devil is different, the figure that appears this time...

Except for the face, it is completely made of machinery to outline a lifelike 'human being'!

But the essential difference from the alchemical golem is that the breath that diffuses from the lifeless cold metal is exactly the same as that of a normal participant.

And it's so powerful that it's trembling.

The feet are mechanically flipped into 'boots' corresponding to the ice field, and the dark red coat and gauntlets all over the body are fused with the metal outer layer, creating a formidable and formidable style.

The coldness and majesty of the machine reached its extreme in 'him'. The sound of mechanical metal footsteps walking step by step was steady and thick, like the iron-blooded emperor of some mechanical country. A white wolf who didn't know life or death lay on one shoulder of his faceless face!

"Capturing the Night Angel is just an attempt on the edge of the plan. There is no need to continue in case of failure."

Listening to the male voice synthesized by this mechanical figure, the curve of the corners of Astefia's mouth became even more curved.

"You even take into account the actions of your own people. Do you just give up so easily?"

The faceless face of the dark red mechanical figure looked at her figure. There was no sign of any emotional ups and downs at all, and there was probably no such thing at all. His calm voice always had a mechanical coldness and undeniability. .

"This is the leader's order, from now on,"

"Abandon all actions against Night Angel."

The smile disappeared, Astefia narrowed her cold and ruthless eyes and looked at 'him'. The danger was brewing in the confrontation, leaving the demon next to her who had no intention of saying anything without any doubt that they would become enemies in the next second. possible.

But in the end, it was Astefia who dispersed the danger in the cold air first.

Maybe it's out of not wanting to destroy the current situation, or maybe it's just out of solemn vigilance towards 'him'.

After all, no one in the entire night battle world knows whether 'his' true body is a normal human being or just this mechanical body...

What they know better is another thing, the meaning of this dark red mechanical figure with a white wolf lying on its shoulders.

The most powerful person in the world of night fighting technology, the number one executive officer in the association.

‘Final Reign’ – Esporeus!

"Well, I don't have much interest in her now anyway."

The cool-toned noble woman snorted and chuckled, and that smile that she didn't know what she was thinking appeared on the corner of her mouth again.

What really interests me....

At the moment when Frost's pupils narrowed meaningfully, she slashed all her frost behemoths in half with a sword on the ice sea. Astefia emerged from the dark interior...

She sensed something that made her deeply curious.

There was also no further confrontation on the other side. It seemed that this was just a trivial matter. The dark red mechanical figure Esporous looked at the demon on the side and asked calmly without any emotion in his voice.

"How are things going in Europe?"

"All preparations have been started, and the situation is smoother than we imagined. It won't be long before we can achieve it..."

The hoarse low laughter of the rickety old man came from the alien alchemical golem.

"The first step in God's plan."

"Has the location been chosen?"

The demon doll with no face, no hands, and no head actually let out a low laugh, which made people shudder in this polar night when the light wheel dissipated.

"Of course, right here in Italy..."

"Rome..."