Late-Night Conversation

Diokia beneath the night sky still could not hide its beautiful scenery.

"You called me out alone in the middle of the night. It wasn't just to admire the view, was it?"

Under the tranquil lights, Noel and Durandal sat facing each other.

Faced with Noel's question, Durandal smiled silently and said, "As friends who have not met in a long time, shouldn't we sit down and catch up?"

"Don't get all mushy with me."

Noel rubbed his shoulders and teased with a smile, "Instead of being lovey-dovey with Captain Talia, you called me out in the middle of the night—it's kind of creepy."

"Talia should be fine."

Durandal merely smiled in response to Noel's teasing.

"Then you'd better soothe her. I'll still have to work under her in the future, and the situation aboard the ship is rather complicated now."

Noel replied with a smile.

"Hehe."

Durandal shook his head with a smile, his gaze flickering.

But seeing that Noel had brought up serious business, Durandal's expression gradually turned solemn. "So, have you made up your mind?"

"About what?"

Noel asked with a puzzled look.

"Noel, I sincerely hope you can walk alongside me. There are fewer and fewer friends who can understand me."

Seeing through Noel's act, Durandal stated his purpose directly.

As he said this, Durandal's expression became slightly lonely.

He was a man, not a god. He possessed the seven emotions and six desires of humanity, or perhaps it was precisely because he possessed human emotions that he had come this far.

That was why, on this path destined to be lonely, he was desperate to find a like-minded friend.

Having already reached the pinnacle of human power, there were only a handful of people who could become his friend.

As it happened, Noel Cassia possessed