Off to France (Continued)

"Ah... Paris?"

"Is there a problem?"

Durandal looked thoughtful, then slowly explained, "Paris seemed to be having Yellow Vest movement protests recently. They were striking every day, and the entertainment venues and restaurants had all shut down. There was nothing fun to do, and it was easy to run into danger."

"Is that so?"

Zhao Bai felt that actually sounded pretty exciting.

He turned to look at Bronya. She had no objections either. Since it was a destination he had picked on a whim, they would set off together.

Durandal left.

Bronya raised her head and stared silently at her flying figure.

Zhao Bai stood beside her, his head tilted high as well. Only after Durandal became a comet streaking across the sky and vanished completely beneath the setting sun did he lower his head, ponder briefly, and ask Bronya,

"What do you think of Durandal?"

"Too tall. Too dumb."

Bronya said it as softly as possible, as though afraid of being discovered. Her adorable expression made Zhao Bai smile and sigh inwardly.

"She's basically a bigger Kiana... No, Kiana is better at games than she is."

"You're right."

After waiting quietly, Amber emerged from the subway. She had taken an entire construction crew with her. They had gone full of emotion, but returned looking dejected. Fortunately, she wore a mask, or that miserable expression would have been a real mood killer.

"My lord, did you smash that Emperor to pieces?"

Zhao Bai nodded.

"You should ask Lady Durandal about that. She was responsible for going on a rampage. I was just watching from the sidelines."

"..."

Lady Durandal... Hmm... she had probably gone far away already. Amber had heard that she and Rita were raising a little girl somewhere outside and were currently obsessed with console games. It seemed