Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 560: Foresee

"Speaking of which, we should really think about it." Edward smiled bitterly. "Nelly just questioned our identities today."

"Niru?" Ellen shook his head and sighed, "Is she okay?"

'Of course not, physically, but she began to wonder if Sir Ethan's death was related to us. And there was a big question mark about our origins, but don't worry, if necessary, I can make her lose her memory.' Edward said seriously.

Alan looked at him and sighed, "That's not the solution. We owe her all the time for this. And Edward, she's your wife after all. Perhaps you should care more about her."

"But I already said that our identities are destined not to intersect with people like her."

"I admit that your judgment is very rational." Alan nodded and said, "But can you look at it from a different angle? Perhaps there's someone you like, and someone who loves you. Isn't that a bad thing?"

"Of course, it's not convenient for me to interfere in emotional matters. This is just a suggestion from a friend."

The color in Edward's pupils quietly changed, and it was obvious that he was worried. "Alright, I'll think about it."

"Edward, the reason life is different from machines is because we have feelings." Said Allen, pointing.

Eventually, the color in his pupils froze at the iceberg-like light blue. Edward's tone became indifferent, "Let's talk about emotional matters later. I don't think that time is so extravagant that it can be wasted on emotions. But I'll think about what you said. I'll make Niru feel concerned and loved so she won't think nonsense."

Alan was furious. Edward didn't know if it was because of a lack of EQ or if he was deliberately pretending to be confused. What he did was completely putting the cart before the horse. Alan shook his head, knowing that Edward had his own thoughts and would not change so easily, so he was not prepared to go further in this area. They changed the topic. Alan briefly described the entire process of taking Daniel's territory, in order to let Edward sort out the interests involved.

Edward listened quietly and rarely interrupted anything, but he clearly remembered every word Alan said. After that, he quickly put forward several plans to develop his territory, but one of them was in line with Allen's current situation. To be able to come up with a constructive solution in such a short period of time, there was no doubt that Edward could be said to be quick-witted.

So a morning passed quietly, and the butler informed them to go to the restaurant for dinner. Alan patted Edward on the shoulder and said, "That's why I came back. The territory cannot develop without you. Let's see when we leave this matter to the people below. The Viscount needs you to take charge."

"I will arrange, since you come back, then find a time to return to earth. In the past six months, we have about a hundred kilograms of Thames silver in stock. We should be able to sell it for a good price if we take it back to Earth. "And Mr. Linz is urging you to buy two more weapons production lines from Earth. If you move the weapons workshop to the viscount's territory, the current production line is obviously not enough."

"Alright, I understand."

When the two of them entered the restaurant, they discovered that the restaurant was already packed with people. Lucy and Adele were fighting over the only vanilla fish pancake on the table, and Regis was wolfing down the fried steaks in front of him; Just as Beth Cod was slowly cutting a portion of his juicy barbecue into squares of granules, a fork suddenly reached out and snatched away half of the barbecue, and a saber-light appeared on the table between Beth Cod and Regis.

Kira shook her head and moved a portion of the tomato sauce ribs in front of Vera. The black-haired and black-eyed girl only tasted a few mouthfuls, indicating that she was full. Thus, the honest and impolite Father Miro brought most of the bones in front of him. Then, with a smile on his face, he danced with his knives and forks, wiping out all the food on the plate.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Allen smiled and patted Edward forcefully, "Hurry up, if you slow down any further, I'm afraid these guys will eat up everything!"

Thus, the two of them also joined the ranks of sweeping the food.

The butler could only wipe the sweat from the corner of his forehead from time to time, and from time to time, he ran to the outside of the dining hall and shouted loudly for the kitchen to continue to serve the dishes. After all, those fellows inside could really eat a little. The lunch had cleaned out half of the kitchen's stock, and the chefs, who had worked for two hours in a row, sat down on the kitchen floor, tired to the point where they couldn't even move a finger.

In the dining hall, the table full of wolf books had been cleaned up, and the silver plates on the table were cups of black tea that had been dissolved after the meal. Regis casually grabbed it and poured it into his mouth before patting his stomach and leaving. The others were still in the dining hall. Father Miro was describing the grand future of the church to Alan. When he heard that Alan was planning to let him develop in a new territory, Miro was overjoyed. He kept patting his chest and guaranteed that the church would become colorful. In fact, most of the reason Alan came back this time was because of the priest. He wanted to inquire about Archimedes. However, now was not the time to listen to the priests bragging.

Just as Miro was about to speak, Vera pulled him away and suddenly put a stack of things into Alan's hand.

"These are" Alan looked at the things in his hand in surprise. They were some paintings. Alan casually flipped through a few sheets of paper. The pictures on the paper looked very scrawny. Some of them couldn't even tell what Vera was drawing. They were basically child-like graffiti.

Vera's deep pupils reflected Alan's figure, "For some reason, your future has always flashed before my eyes in the last month." So I recorded some of the scenes I saw, but as you can see now, these scenes don't seem to have much meaning. However, the frequency with which the same person's future picture appears is something that is rarely seen in my memory. "

"Normally, such a situation would mean that this person's life would undergo a major change." Vera's gaze seemed to pierce through the distant past, and her gaze became blank. "It only happened once before, and not long after that, something happened to my parents."

"You mean, you saw me die?" Ellen asked in surprise.

'"No, the future is always blurry. It can only be said that you will encounter major events, but I'm not sure if it will lead to death. But one thing is for sure, you must be careful. Don't be too careless, Ellen." Vera's slightly hoarse voice caused the afternoon dining room to be filled with a solemn atmosphere.