The world doesn't need succubus to save

Chapter 376 [Friends]

"Okay, let's stop here."

cough cough.

"Yes."

A hoarse and dry voice came from the depths of the room, causing Andrew, who was reporting, to shut the corner of his mouth and put down the document in hand.

"...The above is the whole report. If you have no other tasks, I will leave first."

After saying this, Andrew was about to leave as usual, without expecting more responses.

But the moment he turned around immediately, he heard a voice inside:
"Ahem, Andrew..."

!

"My lord, my subordinates are here."

Immediately turned around and knelt down on one knee, Andrew respectfully waited for the other party to continue speaking.

"Don't be so nervous, you have other tasks to leave the team today, right? Cough cough..."

In a dimly lit room, Andrew knelt on one knee at the door, listened to the weak voice inside, and answered earnestly:

"Yes, my lord. I am going to meet a friend who came to the front line on his own initiative. I have already submitted the specific situation in the report."

Lowering his head respectfully, Andrew did not look at the existence that hid his figure in the shadows.

Even without looking with his eyes, he could feel the other person's weakness and pain.

However, powerful.

Even though the opponent's appearance is so weak, there is no doubt about the strength of the opponent.

This is a legend.

He is also one of the three legends sent by the Judgment on the second front.

Fela, title: [Consumption Knight]

A legend with a very weird title and sounds very indecent.

But unlike Fela's strange title and withered appearance, the ailment-stricken legend isn't really weak, and he's masterful at commanding big battles.

He has already proved his strength.

The casualty rate of the Inquisitors and fighters under his command has always been the lowest among the three legends, and is also the most respected.

Unlike the other Grand Duke Coldthorn, although his fighters had the best results, the casualty rate has always been high, and new players are constantly being added.

"Come to the front line on your own initiative, I really can't think about it... Children from other branches? Ah, you may not know..."

"I know, my lord."

After contacting for a while, Andrew also has a little understanding of the terminology of this tuberculosis knight.

In the eyes of this legend, the other branches of the Overwatch Society are collectively called branches.

And whether the Overwatch Club operators or crows who came to the front line to participate like himself, in his eyes, they were all children who couldn't think about it.

"He is not from other departments, but a comrade-in-arms from the Trial Office."

"Ah... so, there is a child who fantasizes that he can become a hero."

Cough cough cough...

Coughing hard for a long time, the tuberculosis knight paused for a long time before continuing:
"That's it, let him stay with me for a while, and he will be able to recognize the reality."

"We are not heroes, we are just a group of fighters who want to protect our homeland, and even heroes will die."

Just when the tuberculosis knight was feeling down, Andrew had to pour cold water on him again.

"……grown ups."

"Ahem, huh?"

Inhaling gently through his nose, Andrew said in a deep voice:

"My friend, he won't fight under your command, he..."

Looking up, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Andrew's mouth, but he still insisted:

"He took the initiative to join the team of Grand Duke Coldthorn, and he is going to the frontline war zone."

"He's going to the bloody battle zone."

The room fell silent, even the sound of coughing stopped.

After a long silence, the tuberculosis knight spoke slowly:
"That's it, you go."

"Yes."

Andrew stood up, bowed deeply to the knight in the shadows, and strode out.

Quietly watching the ex-crow who had shined in a previous game leave, the tuberculosis knight sighed a long time:
"Since you want to die so much, it's useless for me to say more."

rustle……

The sound of paper flipping sounded, and the two applications submitted by Andrew had long been placed on the table of the tuberculosis knight.

"One is to receive a friend's [Application for going out], and the other... [Application for team transfer]?"

Fira knew from the beginning what Andrew was going to do and what choices he would make.

"What kind of friend is worthy of you doing this? Obviously, as my clerk, you know the situation on Hanthorn's side best."

Shaking his head, Fela wasn't mocking Grand Duke Hanthorn's actions. Although the opponent had a strong pursuit of victory, he was not a lunatic who let his subordinates die in vain.

"That guy Hanthorn only has two advantages: a little cleverness and a terribly cold heart."

It's just that the other party's heart is indeed much colder than his own.

Can such a decision be regarded as a mistake in a war that concerns the life and death of human beings and extraordinary creatures?

Fela didn't know.

It's just that he can't see those children who still have light in their eyes dying in vain.

Lifting the palm with the needle buried, he stamped his own seal on the two applications that Andrew handed over.

by.

"Live as hard as you can, kid."

"The bloody battle zone at the forefront is not a beautiful place where you can pursue your ideals."

It was a hell on earth that had been the meat grinder many times.

"Just, friend?"

Looking beyond the curtain of shadows, the sick and weak Legend didn't know who he was missing.

Legend, who was kept alive by a special ventilator, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and murmured:
"... my friends, how are you doing now?"

……

……

friend.

Regarding the relationship with Ning Feng, Andrew thought he could be called a friend.

Maybe the other party's achievements are more outstanding than myself, and I can rely a lot on the other party to be able to be today.

Although the two of them didn't communicate much, he felt that his relationship with him could be called a friend.

There is not so much procrastination between men.

Therefore, when the other party sent a message the first time, he agreed without hesitation.

Even if he understands that this means that he will lose everything he has accumulated under Fela's command, and turn to an inexplicably dangerous future.

But what about that?
Now that the family has been revived with his help, he has shaken off the shackles that have always bound him.

Now that you can live for yourself, taking some risks for your friends, isn't it good?
Before the teleportation formation, Andrew tidied up his clothes.

"You are welcome, my friend."

Seeing a man and a woman who covered their faces with masks, he went up to meet him and said with a smile:

"Mr. Mephistopheles, isn't it?"

Even if it's for a friend of a friend to take risks, that's okay.

(End of this chapter)