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One sentence made the silly goose's gaze waver.

Bai Yan changed the subject: "Why did you suddenly think of coming to see me? Is it because of Bai Yan?"

"That's part of the reason... but mainly it's because I've come to understand certain things..."

Durandal recalled some fragments of the past, and her expression became somewhat downcast.

They were probably deceased comrades-in-arms.

"Don't worry about Bai Yan, she's the same as me."

Durandal waited for his follow-up, but it never came.

Bai Yan: "Is there anything else?"

"Is that yours?" she asked, gesturing to a corner.

Following her gaze, Bai Yan looked over and his heart skipped a beat.

The wardrobe door wasn't closed properly, and the fabric was a bit slippery. I kicked it and, without putting it in properly, it slid out of the wardrobe like a fluid along the slight slope.

The hem of the skirt was ice blue.

An alarm seemed to be blaring in my brain, my thoughts raced, and the Thirty-Six Stratagems flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

"Of course not, Xiao Yan took a shower here and left it without taking it with her."

Durandal walked over and picked up the dress.

Bai Yan narrowed his eyes, staring at her as if he had discovered something, and then sniffed her scent.

Then he strolled over to Bai Yan and sniffed at him.

Bai Yan took two steps back: "Long time no see. Have you picked up some strange hobby?"

"No!"

"Then what are you doing?"

"...Why does it smell like you?"

"My sister was so moved to see her long-lost brother that she immediately hugged me tightly and I couldn't shake her off."

Durandal looked at him suspiciously.

"Then why does Rita's flavor taste stronger?"

"How would I know so much about girls' affairs? But I'm quite curious, with your temper, you're clearly born in the Year of the Ox, so why do you have a dog's nose?" Bai Yan said impatiently.

"Then I'll go ask Rita!"

"what ever."

Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Since we didn't fabricate much common information, there was no need to rehearse with Rita beforehand; we could just make things up based on our mood.

As for Bai Yan, as long as she shows that she doesn't have a good impression of Dai'e, she can avoid too much contact with her.

No sooner had Durandal left than Bai Yan immediately sent a message to Rita.

Bianca saw a dress in my closet and is on her way to your place now.

The message is concise and to the point.

After sending the message, Bai Yan lowered his voice and feigned anger: "Riddler, get out of Destiny Headquarters!"

Then, with a grin, he said, "Hey, I'm off now."

Before the smile faded, a fist came hurtling towards Bai Yan's face. It was neither too fast nor too slow, but it had enough power that Bai Yan couldn't handle in his current state.

This control... Durandal?!

Volume 1: Chapter 10: Journey to St. Freya

In that instant, Bai Yan only had time to identify the attacker before instinctively defending himself.

With hands clasped together, palms facing outwards, gather all your strength in this position.

Snapped!

Upon contact, Bai Yan immediately deflected the force by retreating.

But soon he looked up in surprise and found that Durandal also had an unexpected expression on her face.

The latter narrowed his eyes: "In terms of reaction time, even some B-rank Valkyries can't do that..."

“That’s right, even a B-level cannon fodder can only withstand one move.” Bai Yan’s expression returned to normal, and he said calmly.

"Humph."

This time she truly left.

"I'm getting better and better at the counterattack... But, I think I've gotten stronger?"

Bai Yan looked at his hands, which, although still fair and slender, now felt a faint tingling sensation.

Could hyperspace have such a function?

As for Durandal, perhaps she really just wanted to test the waters.

"That silly goose is too persistent. I think he really wanted to beat me up just now."

"To her, my attitude might be a bit problematic..."

"But it doesn't matter. We're leaving for St. Freya right away. If there are any problems, I'll let my sister Rita explain."

I lay down on the bed, feeling sleepy.

The official departure for St. Freya took place on the afternoon of the second day.

In the identity of Bai Yan.

For the sake of secrecy, no one saw them off except for two people who knew the truth.

The flow of intelligence depends not only on departmental functions, but also on the level of the position.

For example, the Far East Branch has intelligence on another person that Bai Yan doesn't have; for him, it's just a single-line contact.

Bai Yan has a natural advantage when enrolling in St. Freya Academy: Ragnar can write a letter of recommendation to Himeko Murata.

A pitiful, weak, helpless, and exceptionally beautiful "girl" would be a perfect fit for Saint Freya.

Cherry blossoms fall like spring rain in the wind; a woman in an ice-blue dress, wearing a white beret, walks gracefully by.

Standing in front of St. Freya Academy, Bai Yan looked down at the information.

Rita: Have we arrived yet?

Bai Yan: We've arrived. Everything is normal.

Rita: Lady Durandal is asking me about your whereabouts.

This sentence ends here, and it's clear that Rita is asking herself to make a decision about her testimony.

They were still here a couple of days ago, but today they suddenly said they were on a business trip. It just doesn't seem right.

"Kaslana's family is such a hassle; we have to win them over on one side and appease them on the other."

"Let's just keep it under wraps for now. What if she finds out..."

Bai Yan shuddered, and his toes started renovating the three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment again.

So embarrassing!

Reply as soon as possible.

[Bai Yan: Long-term infiltration mission, Southern China, classified]

Rita replied with a "reassuring" emoji.

Bai Yan sighed: "Annoying."

Suddenly, a strong wind arose. The white hat was blown up by the wind, and Bai Yan couldn't react in time.

"Tsk! Trouble!"

The white hat flew higher and higher, farther and farther away, until it seemed impossible to catch up, and it was about to drift away from the wall.

Just as Bai Yan was about to give up the hat, a figure appeared like a ghost, took a quick run-up, and then jumped high into the air.

"Hey!"

Two braids were raised high, soon reaching the same height as the white hat.

Kiana intercepted the hat just as it was about to fly away.

The girl landed steadily, held up her hat, raised her delicate nose, and smiled smugly.

"We've got you now."

Bai Yan was quickly locked onto by Kiana's gaze. The white-haired girl's eyes lit up, and she walked over with a slightly smug look on her face.

"Give it back!"

"Thank you. May I ask your name?"

After exchanging greetings, Bai Yan observed Kiana for a while.

She has been here for a while, and it was only recently that school started.

If possible, Bai Yan would not want his first meeting with the future God of Earth to be in this form.

Look at Kiana, if it weren't for her hairstyle, she would have the personality of a complete tomboy; and look at Bai Yan—now Bai Yan—she is completely like a delicate young lady from a Jiangnan water town.

When will this ever end?

White hair…

That's right, I also have Master Jingliu!

By extending the time limit of hyperdimensional space, more one-on-one instruction from mirror streams can be obtained.

The thought of his swordsmanship, honed over a thousand years, gave Bai Yan a glimmer of hope amidst his gloomy and troubled situation.

Bringing himself back to reality, he noticed Kiana staring at him with bright, sparkling eyes.

Bai Yan awkwardly smoothed her shoulder-length hair.

I almost forgot that Kiana is a sucker for good looks.

"By the way, Bai Yan, which class are you in?" she asked expectantly.

"Hmm..." Bai Yan looked down at the screen, "It's Himeko Murata's."

"Then we'll be classmates! Hehe..."

"What a coincidence! I hope Kiana will take good care of me from now on."

"a piece of cake."

As they were talking, Himeko Murata suddenly appeared and spotted their target immediately.

Bai Yan was waiting for her; with a letter of recommendation, why would he go through the ordinary channels?

"You must be Xiaoyan? Ragnar told me about you. Come with me."

After saying that, she looked at Kiana and asked, "You're out playing at this hour, have you finished your homework?"

Kiana shrank back: "I...I'm done writing..."

"Hmm?" Himeko frowned. "Could it be that she had someone else write it for her again?"

"What are you saying? What do you mean by 'ghostwriting'? It's clearly fair—"

She suddenly covered her mouth, realizing something was wrong.

"Wow! You've even started bribing your classmates?! I'll tell the headmistress about this and see how she deals with you!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Aunt Himeko, no!"

"Don't drag me away, I have other things to do! If you don't want to suffer, just do your homework yourself."

Kiana immediately wilted and silently drew circles on the side.

"But it's good for you to spend more time with Xiaoyan, after all, she's a true top student."