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She thought, “Inferior?”

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“I’ll have someone send you a new one.”

“——but it’s easy to use.” She ignored the vibration on her wrist and gasped heavily.

Cyril’s eyes were as deep as the sea.
Even if he looked at people carelessly, they would show a gentle color.
At that moment, he looked at her with these eyes and said, “No matter what the soul piece is, you’d better not operate the mecha in the future.”

“……why?”

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“I don’t know why you are suddenly interested in mecha, but Beatrice, you are an Omega.
Your future is to find an Alpha who is willing to love you.
Mecha means nothing to you.
I can understand your whim, but you don’t need to spend too much energy on it.”

Her performance inevitably led him to speculate that she had trained for a long time to achieve this step.

“Even if I do well?”

“Even if you do well.”

“Then, why can Allen?”

“He.……” Cyril paused and suddenly felt a headache.
“Are you trying to compete with him?”

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Before she answered his question, the door of the training room was suddenly pushed in.
Someone walked briskly in and said, “Cyril, they said you were……eh, Miss Clark?”

The footsteps stopped a little, and Allen’s expression changed slightly.

Because Wen Ying consumed too much physical strength, her legs were sour and soft.
Although she had been separated from Cyril’s arms, he still held her.
They were close together.
The pheromone in the room was blown out by the wind outside, which made Allen smell it head on.
This situation was really suspicious.

When Wen Ying saw him, she naturally showed the same expression as the original owner, the same false smile as Cyril, “Good morning, Allen.” Then she turned her head and said to the person beside her, “You can let me go, Cyril.”

Cyril released his hand in silence.

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