There is such a place in an inconspicuous corner of the banquet gathering place.

Although this place is also part of many banquet areas, compared to other lively areas, this area seems to be isolated by an invisible barrier, with only three people in it.

If you want to ask why, it’s because this is a place that belongs to adults!~

Don’t think wrongly, this is actually a very serious [open-air bar].

The reason why it's so deserted is probably because there are only three and a half people in the [Avalon School District] who can be guests here, right?

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Phew—cold beer is so delicious, cooling your heart and making your heart soar!"

The cheerful voice of Xing Ke was accompanied by a "dong-" sound, and the glass was smashed on the wooden bar counter.

At this time, Blitz, who was sitting next to Xingke and smoking a glass of whiskey on the rocks, saw this and complained helplessly:

"... Sir Giese, are you really okay with this? Are you underage?"

"Yes, subjective physical time is less than sixteen years since I was born."

Xingji wiped the foam from his mouth and admitted readily, which made Blitzcrank even more speechless:

"Then are you still here drinking beer openly? If Mr. Songqi hadn't gone to rest, that old gentleman would definitely discuss life with you."

"Hey, don't worry about the details.

Old Teacher Songqi is a good person, but he is too rigid. If it is more serious, Neon's legal doctrine does not apply to me at all, okay? I am neither a native of Neon, nor am I really Germanic like my appearance.

As for human race, the wine culture of my dignified descendants of Yan and Huang started in the womb."

"Yeah? I've heard some strange information. Is Lord Giss from that mysterious ancient country?"

Because he heard such unexpected information, Blitzcrank even stopped putting the cigarette in his mouth and turned to look at the stars.

Xing Ke put a piece of barbecue into his mouth and recalled:

"Yes, I was very handsome with black hair and black eyes."

"Are you bragging?"

Blitzcrank was driven by Xingke's narcissism and had a strong desire to complain.

"There's nothing wrong with it. It all happened six trillion years ago anyway."

As if recalling a long-standing memory, Xing Mo unconsciously took a sip of cold beer into his mouth, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes looked forward with a sense of confusion, and he continued:

"The race I was born into six trillion years ago has unified its genetic sequence in order to adapt to the cosmic environment. Skin color, eye color and hair color no longer represent human race, but only represent personality."

"That's really an ideal social form that people really want to see."

There are no racial barriers, that is, there is no prerequisite for mutual discrimination between races, and a major social problem has been eliminated from the root. This social form cannot but interest Blitz.

"There is no such thing. It has just developed to a certain degree of integration. It has not yet reached the level of Utopia."

However, Xingke, who had personally experienced that era, poured cold water on Blitzcrank just in time.

"Oh? Without racial barriers, does discrimination still exist? In what form?"

"Discrimination and discord between two groups come from differences and a sense of rejection. Even if genes and cultures are unified, don't humans still have [individuality]?

[Personality] is the standard for distinguishing between [individuals] and [groups] among humans. And when [personalities] have [common ground] together, wouldn’t a new [race] be born?”

"...So, a new [discrimination] will be born again...?"

"Moreover, the weaker one of them is, the faster [discrimination] will reappear... just like the [cursed child] of this world."

At this point, Xingji didn't say anything more. He raised his glass and wanted to drink the beer before it got warm. Blitz lit another cigarette, took a deep breath, and said:

"...I always feel that since I came to this world with Mr. Giese, as time goes by, I have become more and more like a sociologist."

So, Xingke turned around and asked:

"Has Manman become interested in studying human sociological issues?"

Blitzcrank shook his head and replied.

"No, I am becoming more and more like to put myself [above human beings] when considering problems."

"Huh? Do sociologists like to put themselves [above human beings] when considering problems? Shouldn't they take themselves out of [human beings] and become a [third party] who is not like a [human being]?

?"

Xing Ke's words made Blitzcrank a little stunned. It took a while before he answered Xing Ke's words:

"Haha, not everyone can simply separate themselves outside the human category like Lord Giese.

But having said that, according to Sir Giese’s situation, shouldn’t you be a [some kind of heterogeneity disguised as a human being]?”

"Are you complimenting me? Thank you."

Xingke was actually very happy when he heard that he was called [heterogeneous].

But at this time, Blitz, who no longer smoked, said seriously:

"However, compared to some [devils] among humans who have given up their humanity and mutated their souls, [some kind of heterogeneous person wearing a human identity] like Lord Geese is still more cute."

Xingke could hear the profound meaning in Blitzcrank's words. Thinking that he had just returned from America, he understood instantly:

"Are you replacing that Ayn Rand? He's not dead yet?"

After a moment of silence, Blitz replied:

"...No, he is already dead, but...before he died, he sent out five of his mechanically modified [Initiators], with the goal of everything about [Macro World Ark]."

Instantly understanding the reason, Xingmo decided to mock Blitzcrank without any hesitation:

"Hahaha, did you come back after being tricked by Ayn Rand? Blitz! Hahaha..."

However, Xingke choked on the beer foam because of her laughter:

"Ahem, cough, cough - don't worry, everyone in Ayn Rand is dead. Don't be unhappy because of the dead people.

Because this is the funniest joke I heard today, I forgive you for bringing danger to [Hongjie Ark] this time, but you have to be responsible for being a bait yourself, and you need to take care of each of the five children.

return."

Yes, Xingke doesn’t care that [Hongjie Ark] is being targeted by a few seemingly powerful cyborgs, [Hongjie Ark]’s security is not that vulnerable.

Blitzcrank's loss was just that he was worried about those children.

"Of course. I have met those children several times. They are not bad children. They only seem so crazy because they have no support."

"Don't worry, I'll give you an interesting toy later, and I'll make sure you can capture them without hurting them. Bah, I'm just imprisoning them. You don't need to thank me... Hey, Suzaku, don't be silent and drink alone. Are you here?"

Miss your Euphemia?"

Seeing that Blitzcrank didn't want to say anything more on this topic, Xingji decisively pulled Suzaku, who had been silently tasting a cocktail on the other side of her, to join the chat sequence, causing Suzaku to panic:

"Oh!? It's nothing. I just...are concerned about some things, but I still can't figure them out."

"Huh? If you don't understand, just tell me and I'll give you some advice based on the situation."

Seeing that Zhuque was hesitant, Xingke couldn't help but urge:

"...Actually, it's not that important. It's just that the children who sang on the battlefield a few days ago...how did they do it? Why do their songs have such magical power?

During the battle in the song, I clearly felt that my strength, reaction speed and dynamic vision had been significantly improved. I haven't seen them singing before, but it didn't have that effect at all?"

"Glug, gulp, pop, have another drink! I want the very sweet brown sugar beer."

Xingke first drank the beer in one gulp, handed the glass to the [Sage] bartender, and then continued to tease Suzaku:

"Are you serious?"

"Huh? What are you serious about?"

Looking at Suzaku's blank expression, Xing immediately knew that he really believed that the [Fireproof Girl Choir] was a supernatural group that could influence the real world with its singing, just like the uninformed people.

"If you are really thinking about this kind of thing, it means you are really a physical idiot with muscles in your head."

Although due to time constraints, he forgot to tell him that the responsibility for the comprehensive plan lay with Xingke, but Xingke really didn't expect that he would misunderstand it until now.

"……Um?"

Seeing Zhuque still full of doubts, Xing Mo felt helpless.

Although Suzaku, this little brother, is extremely efficient at work, there is not much difference between the image setting of the "physical idiot with limited IQ, but very confident and independent spirit, and super mobility" in the animation, which makes Xingke feel helpless.

His IQ is indeed limited.

"Be smart, can ordinary sound waves enhance combat effectiveness? It's impossible, okay? In fact..."

Just when Xingke was getting ready to explain, Blitzcrank opened his mouth and explained to Suzaku:

"Sir Suzaku, although I have not seen the scene with my own eyes, I can understand just by hearing the rumors. Whether it is the increase in strength or reflex nerves, these are obviously the actions of Lord Giss."

Yes, there was only one possibility from the beginning, and that was that Xing Ke was playing the double act with the [Fireproof Female Chorus]——

[Reducing the erosion rate of the Cursed Son], [Recovering the wounds left in the battle], [Soothing the panicked spirit], after that concert, the effects of the song confirmed by the Tokyo area were roughly these three.

Ordinary songs will not have this effect, even if the singers are [cursed children] who are different from ordinary humans. After all, there is no magic in this world, and there is no magic profession called [

travelling poet】.
To be continued...