Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1316 - 143: Boy Meets Girl
"Has it really been four years? It feels like just a single night, like I’m waking from a long dream." Yuliy leaned on his cane, looking around, the ice crystal cane trailing shimmering fragments behind him.
"Watch it, Yuliy." Sara called out, displeased, sweeping her tail across his calf, "You’re freezing my paws."
"Sorry, I’m still recovering..."
Cangdu in the Northern Hemisphere was in the crisp early autumn, whereas the Morton Country in the Southern Hemisphere was welcoming a bright spring. Snow and ice were melting under the sunlight, with the snow water flowing down high slopes into rivers, washing away the cold accumulated over the long winter from the capital on the water. Beneath the blue-tiled and white-walled buildings, people moved about, citizens shedding their thick winter clothes for long sleeves and light jackets, gentlemen carried the reserved demeanor of the ancient city, and the ladies’ expressions were as bright as spring sunshine.
Gongsun Ce followed behind the two knights, chuckling non-stop: "You look like a person with poor eyesight and his loyal guide dog."
"Gongsun Ce!" Yuliy frowned.
Gongsun Ce raised his hands in surrender, while Sara indifferently licked her nose: "It’s such rare good weather, I prefer being a dog; it’s much more comfortable than being a human."
The golden retriever Sara wagged her tail beside Yuliy, looking full of spirit. Having just recovered not long ago, she wasn’t very mobile, so she comfortably nestled on the bed, using the golden retriever for outdoor activities. Meanwhile, the stiff Yuliy immediately became energetic upon waking, treating his walk as a rehab activity.
"A full four years!" Yuliy tightened his face, "I missed the crucial phase of the country’s rebuilding. I must return to my duties immediately."
"Going to compete with the young rookies for a seat?" Gongsun Ce adjusted his glasses, "Though I personally think you two are more reliable, it’s not fair to Brana and Akuya either... Speaking of which, I remember your surname is Brana; are you two from the same family?"
"Hayer Brana is my cousin," Yuliy spoke with pride, "He’s always been humble, hence insists on using his surname rather than his first name as his nickname. I spoke with him this morning; he’s become a respected knight. I don’t need to reclaim my old position—the Knight Order still has many vacancies, I can always contribute."
"Ah, our workaholic knight." Sara extended her tongue, "It’s rare for old friends to reunite, can’t you talk about anything else? Look at our superpower user!"
Yuliy turned back a bit awkwardly, studying his friend who was both strange and familiar. Gongsun Ce hurriedly spoke before he could: "Don’t mention the hair color, buddy, I’ve heard it dozens of times already, and no need to mention my height, that topic was just brought up repeatedly a few days ago."
Yuliy held back for a while and patted his shoulder: "You’ve become stronger."
"And gentler, haven’t you?" Sara sat on the ground, panting, "You’re quite a big fellow now! I’ve heard you have quite a few girlfriends?"
Gongsun Ce couldn’t hold it: "Who did you hear it from?!"
"A dog has its channels." Sara said smugly, "Let’s talk about what we’re all concerned with, Mr. Gongsun. It’s been four years, how are things progressing between you and Knight Alandia?"
Gongsun Ce scratched his head, adjusted his collar, and laughed awkwardly: "I plan to..."
"Oh, you have plans today?" The golden retriever licked his paw, "Then what are you still doing here?"
Yuliy gave him a push, laughing like he did four years ago when giving advice to Mo Yuankai: "Give it your best!"
Gongsun Ce waved to them and turned to run. Today he was wearing the clothes from back in the day, the red and black cloak flaring behind him like a burning flame. He rounded a corner and stopped, facing the varied expressions of the ladies waiting for him. Gongsun Ce looked awkward: "I—"
"Off you go then." Qin Qianbai tapped his head, "A sailor, as they say, is the captain’s family."
Gongsun Ce nodded gratefully and ran towards his former residence, heading to the two-story building at No. 91 Dawson Street.
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Morton Royal Knights Headquarters, 3rd floor.
After three months, Dawn Knight returned to the capital. Her office had excellent lighting, with windows facing the main entrance of the headquarters, allowing a view of the carefully tended greenery and the statues of knights from previous generations. Dawn Knight’s desk was near the window, but she drew the curtains to isolate the view, focusing intently on organizing a series of recent event analyses and reports.
In fact, there was no higher-up in Morton Country than her now, the Second Prince Jackson had just been unsealed from the crystal and required some time to recover before inheriting the throne and crown. These documents were as much work as they were Alandia’s personal habits. Line by line, she wrote down her opinions: about the gradual changes in the country’s system, about personnel changes in the Knight Order, about the new leader and the ownership of the Holy Fire Armor...
Writing to this point, the attendant naturally entered her mind, his shadow flickering before her eyes, alternately appearing as the reliable gray-haired youth of today and the childish black-haired youth of four years ago. She watched the young man grow step by step into his present self, from Demon to Jihui Bureau, from attendant to knight, and now a titular "leader." She wrote "Please have Gongsun Ce stay temporarily in the capital as the leader" in the suggestions column but ended up crossing out the whole sentence. What was she doing, writing such silly things in official documents...
Alandia set aside the document, realizing she couldn’t focus on her work anymore. The shadow of the youth lingered in her mind; she couldn’t help but keep thinking about him, about designing new skills together, discussing the next steps in practice, spending free time together. It was as if she were still on the Dawn Star, busying herself with the crew’s practice and life’s minor matters.
