In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.
Lionel Yeager and his companions had recuperated in the Magic Kingdom for five days, and everyone’s wounds were almost fully healed.
During these five days, Lionel Yeager also accompanied the Goddess of Fate to visit and tour the entire Magic Kingdom.
The relationship between the two had gradually grown closer, evolving from initially having little to say to each other to becoming inseparable conversationalists.
In the first two days, Bardon Bard and others did not disturb them, giving them plenty of space.
But in the following days, everyone joined in, not allowing the two to be alone together anymore.
Their joy and laughter left its mark all over the Magic Kingdom.
Day 6, morning.
After breakfast, Lionel Yeager and his party planned to leave.
Mr. Alves looked at Lionel Yeager and said, "Mr. Yeager, why not stay a few more days?"
Lionel Yeager shook his head and replied, "Mr. Alves, we have already been here for over a week; it’s time for us to return and report back.
In future, when we have time, we will come to visit again."
"Alright."
Mr. Alves sighed and added, "If that’s the case, then let us send you off."
Lionel Yeager waved his hand and said, "There’s no need to go to any trouble."
Mr. Alves shook his head and insisted, "Mr. Yeager, this is no trouble.
Currently, you are a sensitive figure throughout Outu, despised by some countries, feared by others, and respected by yet more.
We will accompany you as you leave; if any trouble arises, we can support each other."
"Indeed."
Augustus picked up the conversation, "Mr. Yeager, please let us escort you part of the way."
The Goddess of Fate added, "I don’t care whether others will send you off or not, but I insist on doing so."
"This..."
Seeing he could not decline their warm offer, Lionel Yeager helplessly shrugged, "Well then, I suppose we’ll trouble you."
Afterward, Lionel Yeager’s group boarded a medium-sized luxury yacht and left the Magic Kingdom.
By the afternoon, Lionel Yeager and his party had arrived at a port in Flower City of the Gaul Nation.
Upon reaching the port.
Members from the Blood Race division in the Gaul Nation had already arranged several Stretched Version Rolls-Royces to wait at the port.
Getting off the yacht, they got into the cars and headed straight for Flower City Airport.
On the road to the airport.
Augustus said, "Mr. Yeager, according to our investigation, the leader of the Gaul Nation both respects and fears you.
Moreover, the relationship between the Gaul Nation and Oxford has always been strained, with mutual animosity.
That’s why we chose to have you fly from the Gaul Nation, to ensure your safety."
"Oh..."
Lionel Yeager nodded in realization.
No wonder Mr. Alves suggested flying from the Gaul Nation; so that’s how it is.
"By the way, Mr. Yeager, have you been to the Gaul Nation before?"
Augustus asked with a smile.
"I have."
Lionel Yeager nodded and replied, "I’ve left some rather pleasant memories here in the Gaul Nation in the past."
As he said this, he turned to look at the Goddess of Fate and said, "Natasha, our first meeting was in Flower City of the Gaul Nation, wasn’t it?"
"Yes."
The Goddess of Fate nodded, a hint of reminiscence in her eyes, "I remember our first meeting was at the Eiffel Tower."
Lionel Yeager nodded and said, "I never imagined it’s been so long already."
The Goddess of Fate didn’t speak further but turned to look out the window, her cheeks faintly reddening.
Initially, she, along with the War Sky Wolf King, happened upon Lionel Yeager while he was visiting the Eiffel Tower and decided to test his strength.
Little did she know, this guy was so strong that not only did he defeat her and the War Sky Wolf King, but he also took advantage of her.
And since that time, the image of Lionel Yeager’s face had remained etched in her mind.
Along the way, everyone chatted and encountered no trouble.
At this moment.
Gaul Nation.
Elysee Palace.
Commander’s office.
A white old man in a gray suit with brown-white curly hair was working in the office.
This old man was the commander of the Gaul Nation, Brooke.
Just then.
The phone on the desk began to ring.
Brooke answered the call.
"May I ask who is speaking?"
He inquired.
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