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But that unique aura still made Yaezakura recognize her identity instantly.

"Yulan Dell?"

Chapter 93: Adventures in Orchiddale

A little earlier.

"Greetings, Lord Orlandel. You look well..."

"Good morning, Rita. You're doing well too... It feels like we haven't seen each other in ages. We can only see each other through the communicator."

Looking at the familiar short-haired girl on the communication screen, Youlan Dell couldn't help but smile.

"How long has it been since we last went on a separate mission? Hmm... a month, or two months?"

Youlan Dale was a little distressed. She had no habit of calculating dates, and she suddenly wanted to calculate it, but she couldn't remember the exact time, only that it seemed like a long time ago.

"Four months, twenty-five days, and eleven hours. I'm sorry, Rita can't remember any more details..."

I don't know if she really didn't remember, or if she didn't want to be too precise; but Rita's tone didn't contain any pride or pretentiousness, as if she was just stating an ordinary number, and then said with emotion,

"Yes, time flies... Congratulations to you! The testing mission for the new generation of armor has finally been successfully completed. Thank you for your hard work, Lord Yulandel."

The tone was elegant and humble, as if the girl on the other side of the screen was really a maid.

"It's just an ordinary mission."

Yulandel waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

It was as if her previous feat of running around the world without sleep, taking on almost all of the combat missions of the entire Mandate, and giving at least 90% of the Valkyries a holiday was really just a trivial matter. Then she asked with some concern,

"How about you, how are you doing lately? It must be tiring to carry out this kind of needle-in-a-haystack mission. If you're really exhausted, there's no need to contact me like this every day. Try to take more time to rest."

At this point, Youlan Dell's eyes curved, revealing an absolutely bright smile, and he made a little joke,

"I don't want to see my partner overworked and unable to continue working when I return to headquarters."

"Thank you for your concern, Lord Yulandale. It is also Rita's duty as your deputy to greet you regularly every day."

Rita on the other side of the communicator also smiled slightly and accepted this somewhat clumsy comfort.

"Besides, compared to the continuous battles you've been engaged in, my mere clerical work of analyzing data is really nothing..."

That's really not just "a little", Yu Lan Dale thought.

The literary and historical materials that Rita has consulted so far are enough to make her the greatest expert in folklore, history, mythology, and even geology in human history. In terms of the breadth of her knowledge and the depth of her research, it is difficult to find another person like her in the world.

During the previous armor test mission, Alvette, who was responsible for guiding her route, told an interesting story in her spare time:

Not long ago, when Rita went to the University of London to meet with an appointed historian, she glanced at an article that the other party had placed on the table. With just one glance, she saw many fallacies in it, and then pointed them out to the other party in a very tactful way in the subsequent conversation.

"and then?"

Of course, Yulan Dell was also curious about Rita's affairs.

"And then? Then the professor suddenly got angry and asked Rita-sama to leave... As for the original appointment, it just fell through."

Alvette said as a matter of course.

Yu Lan Dale was confused about this and didn't understand why the professor was suddenly so angry.

"Isn't this normal?"

Yvette understood this very easily.

"Lord Youlan Dale, think about it! If a person's livelihood is suddenly challenged by an unknown passerby using a little amateur knowledge, anyone would be overwhelmed by such a thing!"

Youlan Dell suddenly understood, but at the same time he became even more confused.

"Losing to someone in your field is a great opportunity to discover your weaknesses and improve them. It's a good thing, and I shouldn't be happy about it. Why get angry?"

"Uh, this..."

Now Alvette had no answer.

I can only say that Lord Yulan Dale is worthy of being Lord Yulan Dale, his way of thinking is different from that of ordinary people.

……

Even now, he still didn't understand why the professor was so defeated, but Yulan Dell still understood how hard Rita's work was. He couldn't help but say with admiration and comfort,

"Thank you for your hard work, Rita."

There are so many mountains of texts and information, and you have to find clues of something that you don't know whether it exists. Youlan Dell feels that if it were him, he would definitely go crazy.

The bishop was really messy when assigning tasks... She couldn't help but complain in her heart.

"Who says it's not true, Lord Youlan Dale..."

Rita sighed in agreement.

Fighting for such a long time, without sleep or feeling tired, if it were me, I would definitely be exhausted to death, right?

The bishop was really messy when assigning tasks... She couldn't help but complain in her heart.

Both of them were amazed at the other's field, so they looked at each other and sighed silently together -

"As expected of Rita..."

"You are truly worthy of being Lord Youlan Dell..."

The purpose of greeting has been achieved, and after chatting for a while, Rita is ready to leave.

"The Bishop suddenly transferred you to Southeast Asia. It seems there's some important mission that requires you. In that case, Rita can't take up too much of your time."

Rita folded her hands in front of her, bowed slightly, and prepared to leave.

"Don't worry, Rita."

Youlan Dale quickly stopped her.

"Important mission? Perhaps, but the Bishop didn't give me any specific instructions on what mission I should be responsible for. He just wanted me to be on standby in the Manila area, not to reveal my identity easily, and to wait for his orders at any time."

At this point, Youlan Dell smiled bitterly.

"I was just thrown here without a specific deadline... I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I haven't done anything here these past few days. I've really wasted a lot of time."

"Ah, I see... Sorry, please wait a moment."

Rita was slightly surprised, and then she took the initiative to hang up the call. Before Orchidell could figure out what Rita was going to do, she quickly resumed the call and sent a document with a smile on her face.

"Since the Bishop hasn't assigned any specific tasks for now, how about you, Lord Orlandel, just treat it as a vacation? I've planned the best itinerary for you based on your current location. I've marked the scenic spots and shops along the way, as well as some lesser-known but worthwhile historical sites. Of course, there are also the most comfortable hotels... Time is short, so there may be omissions, but this is all I can put together for now."

There was still a sense of regret in his tone that things were not perfect.

"...Thanks for your trouble, Rita."

"You're welcome. Well then, Rita, I'll take my leave. I hope I can help you have a pleasant journey..."

Rita bowed slightly and then hung up the phone.

Only Orchiddale was left staring blankly at the tourist map on the communicator with clear routes and a variety of markings. There was only one thought in his mind:

"What should I do next?"

Youlan Dale stretched out his hand and gestured on the map, muttering to himself as he searched.

"First, find a place to eat... then a place to rest... then, a place to exercise... well, here it is."

Rita's carefully planned tour plan for Orchiddale was scrapped from the very beginning. After choosing a place, she resumed her self-disciplined and monotonous life.

Wake up early, warm up, exercise, meditate, then go to the nearest library to read a book, and then do the same thing again in the afternoon.

Several days passed like this, and she felt like she had never been so idle in her life.

Every time he sent a question to Otto, the answer he got was always "be patient" - if he hadn't been accustomed to Otto's occasional eccentricities, Yulan Dell would even suspect that he was being pranked.

I can only say that the Bishop has some new plan and needs me to be the final word. Youlan Dell comforted himself in this way and continued to endure this boring life.

Slowly, she began to adapt to her current life, really began to relax her tense nerves, and began to really treat this as a vacation - of course, if necessary, she would return to combat mode in an instant.

When she had nothing to do, Yulan Dell would remember the tourist map that Rita sent her, and then she would randomly pick a place name that caught her eye, go there without knowing why, and return without knowing why; the whole tour process was like "a cow chewing on a peony", and she couldn't even remember to take a photo.

"Rita should envy me, right?"

Yu Lan Dale couldn't help feeling a little ashamed when he thought of his partner who was still working overtime.

That day, as usual, she finished a day's exercise. After confirming that she had not received any orders today, she walked into the crowd as usual, enjoying her "vacation" as a member of the crowd.

After enjoying a local delicacy that she thought was far inferior to Rita's, Yulan Dell, who was about to return to her residence to rest, discovered something strange -

A small animal, covered in blood and mud, looking extremely miserable and disheveled, ran past her in a panic. It climbed up a wall quite nimbly, but when it was about to use the momentum to climb over the other wall, it accidentally stepped on empty air and fell down.

"What a nimble little animal!"

Yulan Dale's eyes lit up. The two walls were not low. For this small animal, whose species could not be identified but whose body was indeed small, it was definitely an insurmountable barrier. It just fell down due to exhaustion at the last step.

"Is it because of the injury?"

Yulan Dell took a look with some heartache. The little guy who was knocked unconscious and had wounds all over his body was struggling to get up. She quite liked his stubborn look.

"If it doesn't have an owner, it wouldn't be a bad idea to take it home and adopt it?"

As Youlan Dale thought about it, he walked up and grabbed it in his hand without even thinking about the dirt.

"Huh? So you already have a master."

As soon as he took it in, he felt a poke from the collar on Stan's neck. Knowing what this thing represented, Youlan Dale couldn't help but feel a little regretful and immediately gave up the idea.

"Forget it! Seeing that you are seriously injured but still trying to run, I will help you~"

Youlan Dell brought it from the corner to a relatively spacious place, took out a bottle of water, and gently washed the dirt and blood off its body with a slightly rough and clumsy method beside the grass. While washing, he asked himself,

"Why are you so miserable? These wounds don't look like marks from animal claws or teeth. Is your master treating you badly, so you're running away?"

"Is your master chasing you? Nod your head, and I will protect you from now on, okay?"

If only this little guy could understand what we say, as long as he nods, I will take him home immediately and no one can stop me!

Yulan Dell thought strangely in his heart.

After using three or four bottles of drinking water to rinse it, the little guy finally revealed its original appearance.

"Huh? It's a cat! The fur color is so strange. The color and pattern look a bit like a stigmata."

Of course, Yulan Dell knew that cats would not have stigmata, so he was just surprised by the similarity and didn't think much about it.

"What strange things is this little human girl saying?"

Stan didn't quite understand, nor did he want to understand. He only knew that he was not out of danger at the moment.

Along the way, it had run away unconsciously and just followed its instinct to run in the direction indicated by the collar. It knew that this was its only way to survive; it didn't even realize that it had fallen off the wall, it just wanted to run, run, run.

Then, a sudden burst of cool running water brought it back to consciousness. When it opened its eyes, it saw a blonde girl helping it clean its hair and wounds. Her technique was very clumsy, causing its wounds to hurt.

"..."

Stan didn't struggle, he felt the girl's kindness.

It knew it was a monster now, and it was worried that it would hurt her.

"...That's enough. Be gentle. It hurts like hell."

Stan gently raised a paw and touched Yulander's hand.

"Forget it. For your kindness, I forgive you."

The kitten thought a little proudly.

Don't mention it, this cool water is really cool...

Stan even felt a little comfortable.

It feels so good to be alive.

Suddenly, the cat's whole body stiffened, and its previously confused mind became completely clear, and it understood its situation.

It's being hunted!