Chapter XV: The American Latin Republic and the Confederacy(2/2)
"Hey! Isn't it the [Spear of Dionysus]? Don't we also have a sequence one container?"
"The first one is that we currently do not have the authority to use the Sequence One contained objects, even if we are glorious nobles. The second one is..."
The man said: "The [Twenty-eight Council] will never approve it. They will not and will never let Sequence One leave their sight."
"Damn it!" the woman cursed.
The sports car continued to drive slowly on the mountain road, going uphill unhurriedly, downhill unhurriedly, and then turning unhurriedly.
The sunshine is very good today, and the waist-deep bushes on both sides of the mountain road are exposed to a pleasant fragrance. It is lazy and warm, making people want to squint their eyes and not care about anything, just feel comfortable and have a good sleep.
One sleep.
"Mark and Carl Howard's dog are in New Jersey. They are going to Bolton Mountain together." Slowly turning a small corner, the man in the driver's seat suddenly spoke.
"Aren't they in charge of the Ilyich Orphanage?"
"Just visiting."
"oh……"
The woman responded in a long voice, but neither of them spoke again.
The mountain road was very quiet. Except for the sound of the wind, everything was completely quiet. It was as if everyone had fallen asleep under the lazy sunshine at noon. Even the weeds that swayed all year round in the bushes and the small animals in the weeds also fell asleep.
"William."
In the quiet sunshine, the woman turned her head: "After this battle, are you going to go to the hotel at the foot of Bolton Mountain to soak in the hot springs? There is delicious wine there."
"Delicious?"
"Um."
William, the man in the driver's seat, slightly twitched his lips and smiled secretly.
"Okay." He slowly climbed up a slope and replied.
Thousands of miles of sunshine shines on everything under the clouds. Not far from the mountain road, the white sails on the sea are looming.
It's the end of May.
Chapter completed!