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Chapter 378: Hurry Doesn't Know How Simple the Imperial City Is
Chapter 378: Hurry Doesn't Know How Simple the Imperial City Is
Under the cover of night, the towering Helrom Broadcasting Corporation building shone with white light from its massive screens, reflecting the bustling atmosphere on the ground up to the sky.
The screens displayed a live feed of a street interview taking place not far from the building, with the sudden appearance of Rocky McCarthy stepping into the frame.
His words were clear and powerful, and as he spoke, his gaze slowly swept over the surrounding crowd, as if silently conveying a message of patience and understanding to everyone present.
The onlookers began to shift uncomfortably, exchanging glances. The initial discontent and hostility melted away under the influence of Rocky's words, and voices of agreement started to emerge.
"Mr. McCarthy is right."
"We might have been too impulsive."
"I knew it! I said that the Protoss Royal Magic Academy wouldn't have students who oppose Rocky McCarthy."
Apologetic murmurs rippled through the crowd, as people attempted to explain themselves to Rocky and the two girls beside him. Some voices carried realization, while others conveyed concern. A few words and sincere descriptions expressed their misunderstandings and regrets.
The atmosphere lightened, and everyone became remarkably cooperative.
"Alright, it's fine now. Let's head back to school."
After resolving the issue, Rocky turned to the two girls who had been trapped in the crowd behind him. With a paternal sense of care and the responsibility of a leader, he addressed them.
Lanchi briefly exchanged farewells with the journalists and prepared to leave this now-calmed restless place to return to his school. This week was shaping up to be one of his busiest and most fulfilling.
Just as he turned to take his first step, he felt a gentle tug on his arm.
Lanchi's steps halted, and a surprise flitted across his face. He turned his head to see the girl who had firmly grasped his arm.
"..."
She pressed her lips together, her eyes reflecting a subtle tension and determination. Perhaps she wanted to express her unspoken gratitude or convey a private message.
"Is there something I can help you with, miss?"
Lanchi's expression swiftly shifted from surprise to a peaceful listening stance. He spoke softly, his tone conveying a mix of resignation and politeness.
This little interlude caused the surrounding crowd to quieten once more, anticipating what would happen next.
The unexpected bravery of the Milford noble daughter in grabbing the attention of a political celebrity once more made her a focal point in the evening's interview footage.
"..."
Surrounded by onlookers and recording devices, her eyes seemed eager to convey something, but she couldn't bring herself to speak. Instead, she clutched Lanchi's arm tighter, afraid that he would slip away.
It was as if she feared that if she didn't seize this opportunity to communicate with him, it might be difficult to meet him again.
This left Lanchi confused and gradually a little displeased.
He disliked being touched by others.
"Hello, if there's something on your mind, please feel free to share it."
His voice, though calm, was loud enough to draw the attention of those around them, making the girl realize that her actions were attracting notice.
Anyone could read the subtle signal—he felt that the young lady's behavior had slightly overstepped his personal boundaries.
If she continued to cross the line, he might have to signal for the nearby security personnel to intervene.
The noble lady's hand remained firmly on his arm, her eyes brimming with complex emotions. There were so many words bottled up inside her, yet she couldn't find the right way to express them, hoping that he would understand soon.
At this moment, the daughter of the Milford Earl might have realized that her way of expressing her emotions was a bit over the top. However, the urgency of her desire to convey her message kept her rooted to the spot.
Her gem-like eyes, shining with a bright luster, reflected Lanchi's figure, following his every move.
Lanchi was perplexed by the sudden surge of emotions that welled up within him.
During these past two months on the Northern Continent, he had grown accustomed to being in control and having people follow his lead. Yet, at this moment, the young woman before him had managed to stop him in his tracks with her attempt to bind him to her.
Surrounded by onlookers, she dared not speak her thoughts aloud and could only look at Lanchi with tearful eyes, her breathing the only faint sound. If he was listening intently, he would surely sense it—a mix of urgency, stubbornness, trust, and the conviction that he would recognize who she was.
Sometimes, even the smallest of voices could convey the most meaningful messages.
For some reason, Lanchi felt a strange sense of familiarity with this unfamiliar young woman, even though he had never heard her voice before. She was speaking to him in riddles, and he alone could understand.
As their gazes locked, Lanchi felt a peculiar sensation wash over him, as if his distant demeanor towards her was somehow wrong.
Moreover, why had he allowed her to touch him so easily? Was he too dull, or was she extraordinarily strong-willed?
No, that couldn't be...
As the first raindrop of the night silently fell from the sky, it was as if a floodgate of memories had been opened. Amidst the rain-streaked lights of the Helrom Broadcasting Corporation building, the young man and the noble maiden exchanged glances, their eyes conveying the emotions stirring within them.
The rain intensified, causing the crystal screens of the building to flicker in the downpour, while camera flashes intermittently illuminated their faces.
Without a word spoken, their eyes did all the talking, and their unique connection was palpable to those around them. It was an extraordinary reunion that even the recording equipment struggled to capture the full depth of their gaze. Slowly, the surprise in Lanchi's eyes softened into calm recognition.
"Is it you?" Lanchi asked tentatively, his intuition telling him that the girl before him was the one he had been searching for in the Imperial City, despite having no concrete evidence.
"You finally recognized me," whispered Hiberrian, her furrowed brows finally relaxing as she nodded. A look of relief washed over her face, followed by a warm smile.
When Hiberrian lifted her head again, she met Lanchi's encouraging gaze, his face now devoid of the earlier distance, replaced by the familiar optimism he had always shown in Iceritus.
The journalist, who had remained nearby, observing the interaction for a long while, shifted his gaze between the two of them.
"...Mr. Rocky McCarthy, may I ask if you two know each other?" he finally asked, extending the microphone with a nervous tone. His professional observation skills and logical analysis led him to this conclusion, as the sense of deja vu was overwhelming.
"It's been a long time, and I almost didn't recognize you," Lanchi replied, averting his gaze with a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, his eyes now cast downward.
"Are the two young ladies from the Milford territory new to Helrom in the Imperial City today?" the Protoß Broadcasting Corporation journalist inquired, piecing things together.
"Yes," Myshula nodded in confirmation.
The journalist's eyes widened in shock, and without needing further explanation, he understood the situation—Rocky McCarthy and the Countess of Milford had been childhood friends separated for many years, only to be reunited and finally recognize each other after all this time.
For the Countess of Milford, what was supposed to be a challenging and perilous journey away from home, attending the notoriously rigorous Protoß Royal Magic Academy and competing with the empire's brightest young talents, had instead turned into a romantic tale of "My Childhood Friend is the School Principal." What a Mary Sue plotline!
This is the third and final update for today as I strive to repay my debts!
(End of Chapter)
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