Chapter 2789 - 1321: An Exclusive Interview with Theresa Tarosa

"If I’m not mistaken..."

The most outstanding young journalist of the [Yali Daily], a dwarf girl named Miranda Stenographer, sat properly on a small round stool at the bar, flipping through the notebook in her hand while saying, "In the final stage of that match, you didn’t just delay the Great God of War for twenty minutes."

"That’s true~"

Behind the bar, a beautiful girl with silver-white long hair, looking just in her early twenties, with delicate and pretty features, dazzling white skin, and an endearing temperament, smiled warmly. She blinked her beautiful pale grey eyes, gently pushed a fragrant cup of coffee in front of Miranda, and said softly, "But I still lost in the end, and lost miserably."

Miranda was first stunned, then shook her head vigorously, trying hard to dispel the smile that almost bent her, from her mind. Holding that cup of coffee with a pilgrim’s heart, she took a small sip and finally found her calm again under this delicious, magical, smooth, and fragrant magical drink.

"Thank you, Lady Tarosha, I’ve never had such delicious coffee before."

Miranda, reluctantly put down the cup, and with genuine appreciation, gave a smile to the woman across from her who looked not much older than herself. As the other smiled back, she almost got bent again.

Honestly, although she had dealt with the Longevity Species many times, Miranda, who had just ended an exclusive interview with General Richard Ryan of the [Iron Lion] not long ago, still felt a sense of ’temporal dislocation’ in front of this endearing lady.

As one of the only two highest authorities in the command system of the Great United Army back then, this woman in front of her, the only one who could be as famous as the [Military God], with the flashy nickname of the [Witch], was said to be ’the youngest one’ in the command system. But that was only in comparison to people like the [Cunning Fox] and [Iron Lion], and the sister among the [Ghost Twins] was even less than two months older than this lady.

Yet, the General Barty, who was reportedly handsome to the point of being unmatched in his youth, had obviously turned into a handsome old man. Although still very handsome with an extraordinarily elegant temperament, the years had left indelible marks on him.

As for the General Richard, who was also said to be a great handsome guy back then but appeared with gray hair and aging in the last interview, had just sent a letter to Miranda. Besides some simple and sincere care, he mentioned how his recent complexion was ’as if he were a different person’ from before, and also conveyed the ’family head’s’ invitation. Simply put, Heather hoped that Miranda could visit again when she had the time.

Seeing the vigorous handwriting on that letter, Miranda was genuinely happy for General Richard, who seemed to have been reborn, but truthfully, she thought that even if the old lion no longer had back pain or leg pain, and could walk up five flights of stairs in one breath, there was probably no way he could return to his youth overnight.

And as for this lady in front of her...

To be honest, Miranda didn’t think Lady Theresa Tarosha needed any return to youth at all, because ’youth’ always resided in her body and never left even for a second.

She was willing to wager all her belongings that if it weren’t for this small shop located in the Central District of Academy City being usually managed by staff, and if it weren’t for the [Witch] herself, the Boss Lady, mostly wearing a hat, mask, and glasses most of the time, this place would have long been crowded with numerous enthusiastic admirers.

However, the person concerned seemed oblivious to this matter. Ultimately, the core reason why Theresa seldom personally worked in the shop was merely because...

"Whoops!"

Just as Theresa, who was standing on tiptoe, trying her best to reach a can of beans on the shelf, was about to say something, she inexplicably lost her balance, clumsily tumbled and fell on her bottom to the ground. Then, in a flustered attempt to stand up, she hit her head on the bar, dizzyingly fell backward, made a thump against a cabinet, and directly caused the can of beans she hadn’t managed to reach earlier to fall.

In conclusion, after a series of dizzyingly dazzling and mind-boggling immortal maneuvers, this petite lady, who was now maintaining a defensive posture with her head in her hands, found herself completely surrounded by a scene of chaos.

"Ah, this..."

Miranda, gawking in astonishment, jumped down from the chair, ran around behind the counter to where the shivering Theresa squatted, and cautiously asked, "Are you... okay?"

Once one of the highest commanders of the Great United Army, a household legendary [Witch]; a legendary figure, Theresa Tarosha, who retired early and opened a coffee shop after serving as president of her alma mater, [Dan Slave Military Academy], with tears in her eyes, lifted her little face, gently shook her head, sniffed while pouting her lips, and, while carefully supporting herself on the bar to stand up, blushingly whispered, "No... it’s nothing! I’ll tidy it up a little!"

"I’ll take care of it! I’ll take care of it!"

Only then realizing the true meaning behind the big boss Phyllis Graham’s instruction before she departed, namely, ’for heaven’s sake, don’t let that girl tear the house down,’ Miranda shivered. Then she transformed into a swiftly moving shadow almost imperceptible to the naked eye and, with an incredible speed, restored the area close to a wreck back to order, all in a process that took no more than twenty seconds.