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good has the old world brought us here. Even though I have suffered a terrible personal loss. " "Together with your father, we have developed a tracking system. The next time we find the culprit. It is very risky to suspect the same is the highest authority. No! According to our research, an independent terrorist cell is responsible. We find the perpetrators and they will be brought to justice. " Henley hangs his head. With so much misunderstanding, he never expected: "But, believe me. As yet this crazy Exa-classes was high on the Vex robot. We must be active! " Eivind's compassionate smile on him and lifts him up like a little boy. At eye level, he says to Him: "Yes, we will. Right now. We celebrate the beginning of our 437 September festival! The pitchers high! " "Raise your cups" around the Paking call. William also has Rechtenwerck the crash just been forgotten, and even an original Paking drinking horn in his hand. With his bandaged head, he looks absolutely original.

 

(XXVII) At the Septemberfest Time to look around for Henley: his two friends to hang the shoulder. Henley just want you now to discuss what to do when the little shot is Eevi Lund bards. "Hi, I'm Eevi and I believe you," she burst out. Henley looks at her quizzically. After his staff: "Moreover, I can even help you!" "How do you want to help us?" Someone asks with a slightly swollen nose. "Small to you! But yes, it is very important. We need help to do all. " Henley clears his throat. "I think it's time for a real show. You know me already, because the one who is over there Patchara Petch a boon from the province of Xonburi Trivy the Raah-system ... " Eevi curious looks at the young Asian diplomat's daughter, Patchara looks back, as always reluctant. It is your innate nature. Yes, the differences are huge. On the one hand, the pale blond Nordmann daughter with bright blue eyes, on the other Patchara Petch-a boon with your black almond eyes and long shiny jet-black mane. Perhaps because both are equally appealing. They wave to him and say "hi". Now it gets complicated for Henley, someone special is waiting now to be presented to it. "My colleagues here is second Svinenysh Gal ... forgiveness is the Svinenysh Ruba from the green Jungelmond Trymoo Trivy. He speaks a bit twisted but otherwise he is the force! " "Hello Hello" is the called back immediately, "You are who?" As a fast learner, he stretched out his hand to your right. Eevi then goes on to him and shakes you. "I'm Eevi Lund Bard, proud Pakingerin here from the province of Sarpsborg. Is it a problem with your nose? " Svinø there are rough and tough: "Noo powerful. Sure, everything is very good. Chandran fixed yet, haha. " Now it's time to take the reins for Eevi in ​​the hand. This is your domain: "Come on with me in my tent. Later we'll go dancing. At the September celebration. " The band takes off, soon the tent is the place Paking achieved. Eevi lives pretty inside edge, near the Rocktars what Henley immediately noticed. He immediately takes a plan, but first it shall communicate this to his friends and above all to convince these young Pakingerin. "What are you exactly on September Celebrate Christmas?" Patchara asks curiously, the new running mate. Eevi starts talking: "Well, if I only knew. Some say the berry season, the other end of the summer. Know it does not. But instead we have a great stage show with the top acts of the Pakingschen Mukke. " Patchara Henley and look at each other. What probably by Galactic and Andra's love songs this time comes? "Oh, what I'm looking forward to, light minus X 'my favorite band. Still living in the time before the first contact from Trivy but fear all the more wonderful. "She says, beaming. , Now or never 'thinks Henley and his plan brings to the table: "Look, Eevi. Directly in front of our nose out there I have seen many Rocktars park. " "Yes, government vessels are also including" she says proudly. "They're always ready, put the Comm. We are ready for anything. " "Aha" - Henley looks around. Patchara Svinenysh and lenses to be thinking the same thing as him. As unobtrusively as possible, he continues: "Eevi you believe us yet. We need up to the Exo. Lund knows her bard Westerburg us a long time. You can trust me. Now I need your help. " Eevi looks at him quizzically. Henley has no idea how they will react. While you will hardly run screaming to your papa, but a missing Rocktar can even bring the daughter of the chief region in distress. "Go ask," she says finally. The time for diplomacy is over already, so quickly it happens in children, the young prince comes to the point: "Eevi, we would have to borrow one of your short time Rocktars. I promise to watch it too. " The reaction of Eevi Lund Barden is it any different than expected. Her father has just as much Henley dismissed as raving baby, so now the surprising answer to his only daughter. "If that's all? I thought, but I also come with "instant Henley raises his hand and shakes his head: "No, no way! But thank you! Thanks a million. I'll never forget. I would love to get out immediately. " "Hooray yep go on the twitch-ho!" Svinenysh is over the moon. He makes this gesture as a victorious 100-meter runner. Eevi contrast, draws a pout, "But I want also," she says with folded arms. "You do not have time to change your opinion, Henley," she said without enthusiasm. "You have to wait that is. Now it is impossible to start without being seen. Later during the concert, when all are angedudelt, yes, then your chances are good. " 'There is some truth in it' thinks Henley and was only happy times. The details can also be clarified later. From this point on, the minutes pass like hours. Henley because he loswill as quickly as possible, for Eevi because she is so keen to hear your favorite band. It's finally here. Eevi, freshly dressed in combat gear, has yet to celebrate the day hung a strange amulet. They were hardly noticed Henley front of the tent, which had all these so-called hell Paking hammer around your neck. This symbol is apparently still in ancient times. Fortunately, the modern Lotus cleans clothes from our three stowaways themselves what a slush. Patchara's tough to take in, but that was even a number to your toll. The dusk falls slowly in these latitudes, the mosh-pit is also only half filled. "Always these stupid opening acts" annoyed Eevi. "Independent stuff is too lax." In fact, just gently stumbles a suspicious-looking alternative band on stage. Some of the harsh Paking pointing fingers lightly on the head or shake. Then they also lay off already. Hey, they're pretty good. Of the Paking but nobody seems to notice. Henley snaps his fingers and points to Patchara, then you begin to dance. How children. You clap off, hop talent in the mud back and forth. They are the only ones. Eevi shakes his head. Some Paking stand with their backs to the stage. They show in your own way what they think of the opening act. Svinenysh stops and looks back while also interested, but guitar music is on no account be taste. Blip-blop. For him, it must be much electronic blare. The opening act is adopted, exactly two audience applaud, yell some Paking. It is dark now, on the front of the stage, the instruments are rebuilt. Time for Henley Eevi talk again to the conscience: "Eevi, the festival area is almost full. Soon all are here. We have to go now! How do we get in such a purely governmental Rocktar? Do you have a plan? " "I have the" answers, the called party. Swiped "Here in my hand from my father. A little pressure on the remote control and even jumps on Rocktar-PAK-LS. Easy to find. Is the great outside with inscription, Lund bards'. Just one problem would be ... " "Jaaah" asks Henley. "I want to go too. But after the concert! Metal! "She bawls. Henley by snorts. "Heavy Metal all well and good. Now is the time to disappear! Well. Come Clear! Your father has already lost your mother. It is total nonsense, which you now pesky still in danger. My father and I would that thy never forgive. " Evie sees in your eyes then, and then lowers. These powerful arguments can be difficult to explain away. She rubs the back of his head. Finally, she says succinctly: "OK poor Prince. Here's your key. But you still have to look! Which you must have seen Hell Yeah! " Henley grabs the remote and presses the new allies shortly. Now it's waiting to then verdünnisieren as inconspicuous as possible. Ah, the conversion is completed. The Paking chanting aloud the name of the headliner now. They will appear at last. For heaven's sake. Now it's time. A black and red Smeared stormtrooper entert the stage. The rumble is almost unbearable. Eevi freaks out, Patchara adheres to your ears. A screeching noise like a sawmill opens the series. Incredibly, the one electric guitar is capable of something. The singer in body armor has spikes on his arms and legs, he throws himself into position. His grunts penetrates to the marrow. Eevi shakes your hair into a trance. Paking all your doing the same. Our three heroes look in disbelief at Henley then takes his hands beside his head and wagged his index fingers toward the exit. "Roba grunts no such music!" Says Svinø confused on the way out. But let's say it this way: Who knows Galactic also holds, light minus X 'out. Much worse than anything the irrepressible metallers also saw grunt, gurgle and anyway is anyone else. For a petite gypsy mid-thirties, with your horrible love songs go baggy, they have no chance.

 

(XXVIII) Exo Rapidly back to the deserted parking lot, out to the Rocktars. Because, truly, he is also: Rocktar-PAK-LS with his license plate, Lund bards'. "Large remarkable" mutters someone specific, someone else says "let's see if the pops as well." Henley pushes the button and actually Eevi told the truth, the doors of the runabout open. Svinenysh is clearly the first, he knows where he takes hinmuss, place to number three. Henley and Patchara have also boarded their cockpits, taken their seats. "Is it true: The Comm puts" exults Henley and presses the start button. Because the board welcomed him Henleys remote computer as follows: "Good evening, Mr. Lund bards. Where will you go? Please enter the target coordinates. " "Destination: Exo, direct Earthbound landing" answers Henley determined. The onboard computer chatters, then the following response: "unknown voice profile. Identification is required. " What now? Everything from? No. Patchara is on board, takes over as director. "New Pilot, Henley, to Westerburg. Son of the regent of Pak, the authenticated user to Dr. Leviathan Westerburg. Please verify. " After a few seconds the computer's response: "Henley, Prince at Westerburg, please identify: date of birth, first pet, favorite flower." Then look at your Patchara Henley with big eyes. She covers her mouth can barely suppress a giggle. Henley begins: "New Pilot: Prince of Westerburg Henley, born 17.01.201. First Pet: rabbit Bombo. Favorite flower ... "He clears his throat, very embarrassing," Blue-thinking whistles ". "Match" replied the computer. "Fasten your seatbelts." Rocktar-PAK-LS is made while in motion, but more interesting is the following. Henley scratches his head. Patchara Petch asks for-a-boon, "Bombo hare? Favorite flower Blue-Remember? Are you full of surprises, sweet prince. " Henley is embarrassed, is not often enough: "I think I was nine. I know that to ask me that? Do I need