The situation was in a stalemate as the vigilante held on to Edith's hand.

Edith tried her best to pull her hand towards herself a few times. Although it wasn't to the point where it wouldn't budge, if she forcefully pulled it out, her hand might break. She could only stare at the vigilante with a murderous look, "Let go."

"No."

Chivalry's self-righteous look was very shameless. This made Edith's long-dormant desire to beat people up spontaneously. Her veins were bulging, and her half-squinted golden eyes were murderous. "Do you want to be beaten up by me?"

"No."

"…" Edith began to think about the success rate of throwing Chivalry off the airship.

Seeing that Edith was on the verge of exploding, Chivalry did not let go as usual. "Do you like Herrault?"

The question came out of nowhere, and Edith denied it without thinking, "I don't like it."

"Then why are you willing to deal with this matter?"

"This is not a conflict."

Edith silently complained in her heart. Could it be that Chivalry was also in the Operations Department? She had heard similar sentences from Yuloka countless times. "You ask too many questions.

Can you let go now?

"No."

This time, it was Chivalry's turn to come closer. He once again closed the distance between Edith and him, but not as close as before. They maintained an ambiguous but not abrupt distance. "What about me?"

His green eyes looked at Edith seriously. He repeated, "Do you like me?"

"I thought you knew very well what Herrault had done for me."

Chivalry's sudden direct shot did not catch Edith off guard. There was little truth in his eyes. She responded calmly. "My time is not as long as Herrault's, my contributions are not as much as Herrault's, and my heart is not as sincere as Herrault's.

What do you think? "

In the face of Edith's rhetorical question, Chivalry calmly told the truth. "But you're not someone who cares about these things. You only care about whether you're interested or not."

If these factors were really so important to Edith, Chivalry would not have said them at this time. He was undoubtedly making a BE for himself. However, it was precisely because he understood Edith's general personality that he chose to be blunt at this moment.

"I'm interested in you, and you're interested in me, right?"

Chivalry leaned close to Edith's ear and deliberately lowered his voice, using a gentle tone to slowly tempt her. "Why don't you try?"

The hot breath on her ear gave Edith goosebumps. She grabbed the blonde hair and forced Chivalry to face her.

Edith pursed her lips and asked knowingly, "Try what?

Let's see if you will die if you fall from the airship.

Or let's see how my fist feels when it hits your face. "

He showed an arrogant look with ease, and even his tone did not weaken. Even the arrogant attitude that he had been restraining was revealed a little.

It seemed to be pressuring her, but Edith's heart was beating surprisingly fast. She forced her hand that was pulling Chivalry's hair not to tremble. At this time, she absolutely could not show weakness.

With her personality, she preferred this kind of direct communication, but the problem was that Chivalry was too direct, and she could not stand it.

If it was someone she was not interested in, such as poor Herrault, she would definitely punch him without thinking and use the "Pig Head Transformation" magic that she was proud of.

However, Chivalry was right. She was indeed very interested.

His face was quite in line with her aesthetic and preferences. His beautiful eyes were full of emotions but unexpectedly cold. His appearance was simply impeccable.

Recalling all the interactions since they met, the way they got along could be considered pleasant.

In terms of strength, it was not easy to evaluate. Edith had never fought with him.

She liked people with outstanding abilities, and Chivalry could easily break through encrypted messages. His computer skills were not inferior to Mi Ji's. He seemed to be a person who was good at mental work.

However, no matter how much Chivalry met her standards, out of her own bad taste and the rebellious mentality of being spoiled for a long time, she did not want to let him have his way so easily.

"You actually learned how to say different things?"

Chivalry followed Edith's strength and did not resist the hand that was pulling his hair. He stared at her obedient look, a little like a good student who was bullied by a bad girl. He slowly repeated her words, "Yes, what are you trying …"

Edith's eyelids twitched, "You …"

Before she could say anything, her soft lips blocked the words. Chivalry held the girl's soft waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other.

While Edith's mind was blank, he mischievously stuck out his tongue and gently licked her lips.

The body of the girl in his arms stiffened, and her eyes became clear. The chivalrous swordsman already knew what was waiting for him.

Edith, who came back to her senses, was instantly angered to the max. She grabbed Chivalry's shoulder with one hand and threw him over her shoulder, slamming him to the ground!

"Go to hell!"

"Bang —!"

Chivalry, who was already prepared, used Sturdy to protect his back. He lay on the ground with a regretful expression. His first reaction was that the quality of Dolores's airship was really good.

The airship did not have any holes and only shook a few times.

His second reaction was that the Dolores's family was really brave. Under such circumstances, they still stayed at their post and continued to drive the airship, instead of coming over to see if anything had happened to their young mistress.

But now, he might be the one in trouble.

Edith stood beside him with her arms crossed. She tried her best to maintain her elegant posture, but the sinister smile on her face completely exposed her thoughts. "Do you have any last words?"

"Ah, no."

Even if Edith was standing beside him, Chivalry still had a smile on his face. Lying on the ground, he smiled and stretched out his hand to Edith.

Edith looked coldly at the outstretched hand and had the urge to break it. "…"

"It hurts. I can't get up."

Edith was still a little merciful, but this did not stop Chivalry from lying. He shamelessly said to Edith, "Pull me up ~"

"… Do you think I don't know the severity of my actions?"

"Pain QAQ."

Edith took a deep breath. If it wasn't for the natural advantage of this face, she would definitely have stepped on it.

She stared at Chivalry expressionlessly. Chivalry looked back at her pitifully.

This lasted for about five to six seconds. Edith was determined not to compromise.

Chivalry sighed exaggeratedly. He sat up from the floor and stretched out his hand just enough to touch Edith's hand.

He put his hand very close to Edith's, so long as she moved, he would be able to touch it.

Edith rolled her eyes. She grabbed Chivalry's hand and violently pulled him up.

She did not use any strength at all. Chivalry stood up on his own. It was obvious that he was looking for trouble.

"Don't do it again." Edith warned him fiercely.

"Okay!"

The chivalrous swordsman's lips curled into a grin as he continued to ask, "So what's your decision?

Do you want to give it a try with me?

It's not too late to break up if you don't think it's suitable. "

If it really came to that, Edith did not believe that she would be able to peacefully dump Chivalry.

She sat back on the sofa, pondered for a few seconds, and gave an answer, "August."

"Hmm?"

"The deadline is up. I need to go home and deal with the follow-up matters."

Edith explained slowly. She looked up, her gilded eyes were as bright as stars. "As long as you are still interested in me at that time."

"Huh?" Chivalry's face was bitter. "There's still half a year."

"I'll give you two options.

One, wait until August. "

Edith stretched out two fingers. "Two, jump off the airship. Now, immediately, immediately."

Chivalry did not give up and struggled. "Is there no third option?"

Chivalry's response was a bright smile, an unprecedented pure smile. He suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He quickly took back his words. "Hahaha, I'm just kidding.

I choose one. Well, for the lovely Edith, it's worth waiting for half a year. "

Of course, it was fake. How could he wait until August?

…

The dirigible stopped in the air above Meteor Street. Edith refused the parachute offered by the servant, and stood in the open hatch, her hair flying wildly back in the wind.

She looked down at the large garbage mountain and could not help but frown.

She really could not tell where the different areas of Meteor Street were, so she simply asked Chivalry for help. "Which direction is it?"

"Well …" Chivalry touched his chin and pointed to a place below. "Here.

Do you see it?

It's that gray two-story building. "

"Gray two-story building?"

Edith's excellent eyesight allowed her to see everything clearly as she was above Meteor Street. Looking around, there were quite a number of buildings with the same feature. She had no idea which one the knight was referring to.

"That one, next to the white house."

"There are many white houses too!"

"Opposite is a garbage mountain."

"There are garbage mountains everywhere!?"

"…"

Chivalry and Edith silently looked at each other and found that the other was not deliberately looking for trouble. One was trying hard to describe the location, while the other did not find it at all.

Hmm, this expression is quite cute.

Edith puffed up her cheeks and looked pitifully (purely imaginative) at him, the knight thought absentmindedly as he watched her puff up her cheeks and plead with her eyes.

He walked to Edith's side and easily carried her up with both hands. "There's no other way, you have to hold on tight."

When Edith put one hand around Chivalry's neck, Chivalry did not hesitate to hold Edith and jump down. This was undoubtedly a suicidal act for ordinary people, but as a telekinetic ability user, it was easy to do.

Not long after, the two landed safely.

The painting was protected by Edith's telekinesis to avoid the outcome of damage.

The stench of garbage was stronger than when they were above Meteor Street. She frowned slightly and jumped out of Chivalry's arms. "Is it here?"

"Yes, it's around here."

As a resident of Meteor Street, she had long been used to the familiar smell. Chivalry looked around without changing his expression. "Let's look for it, I remember it seems to be in the open space next to the house."

"… Seems?"

Chivalry walked forward and said indifferently, "I only heard about it from Machi and the others. I've never been there, this is my first time."

"I thought you guys were very close."

"Hahaha, I have a good relationship with everyone."

As she expected, Chivalry's friendly impression was a facade. His nature was cold. He seemed to be easy to get along with because he was willing to create this kind of image.

Edith walked along the empty road next to the house. Along the way, there were malicious gazes glued to Edith, but when these people saw the chivalrous swordsman beside her, they immediately retracted their gazes.

It seemed that Chivalry, or the Phantom Brigade, was quite famous in Meteor Street. This saved her a lot of trouble, and she did not have to deal with these troubles personally.

"We're here."

Stopping next to an open space with many simple stone slabs, Edith found Herrault's name on a few scattered stone slabs.

"Herrault used to belong to this area. The rule of this area is that everyone is buried here."

Herrault's stone slab was in the outermost row. Chivalry walked over. "I joined the exploration team later. Herrault was the first batch of old members.

I heard that when we left Meteor Street, Herrault had to personally carve his name on the stone slab before he was willing to leave. "

The name on the stone slab was crooked, as if it was written by a child who had just learned to read.

Edith squatted down and commented lightly, "So ugly."

"It can't be helped. Herrault can't read."