Arknights, the new kid Kevin no longer has to save the world

The star is extinct!All blood and dirt, all unclean and unknown things were "cleansed" in front of the celestial fire that was like a scorching sun. ⑥⑨④⑨③⑥①④⑤

It is like the heavenly fire descended by the gods to purify the world. In Kevin's hands, it is worthy of the name of "Sage of Heavenly Fire".

The dark passage extends to the horizon, and a few embers glow faintly red in the pit, as if to warn every pedestrian who sees this scene.

Don't try to overstep!

"Gudong——"

What did I say just now?

W fell into awkward contemplation. He couldn't take back the protective gun he held in his hand, nor could he hand it over.

Maybe there is some way to remedy this?

"what did you just say?"

Kevin asked with some confusion, the Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment slowly dissipated in his hand.

"Uh... Kai... ahem, I mean, boss! How about I call you Kevin boss from now on?"

w coughed twice, hid his guardian gun behind his back, and smiled in a discussion-like tone.

Isn’t this much better than Hedley and Ines?The two of them together may not be able to scratch the skin of the pure-blooded blood demon just now.

Not to mention being as casual as Kevin

I just lit up the sky lanterns for that monster, so the shouting of boss was not a loss at all!

After weighing it, I found that I did not lose money at all in this business.

"On your own."

Hearing this "Boss Kevin", he was slightly startled, and then nodded.

"However, I'm afraid we can't stay here overnight."

The woods in an entire direction disappeared, and the movement was so great that it was difficult not to attract the attention of others.

To avoid future troubles, transfer is necessary.

"Hey, it's a small thing, but this money?"

w kicked the box behind him and made a gesture to ask for advice. Fortunately, he was not affected by the shot.

"I don't need it, just take it with you if you like."

"Hey, I'm just waiting for your words, Boss Kevin."

w piled up the heavy boxes and put them on his shoulders with a smile.

With Kevin having meat to eat, w finally understood the feeling of hugging his thigh at this moment, it was so lazy!

Where can I find the boss who doesn’t want the spoils for his hard work?

Neither of them cared about the life or death of the pure-blooded blood demon anymore. Rather, if she could survive that shot, she would have to take the position of the blood demon king.

The two left, but W was carrying the loot and smiling obscenely, just like a group of successful gangsters.

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When the two returned to the car, W opened her trophies with great anticipation. She was about to pull out the silver coins filled with silver coins, but when she reached down, she suddenly encountered a solid piece of material.

The smile on w's face froze.

"*Sarkaz expletive* Just one layer?!"

She opened several boxes one after another in disbelief, and the final result was that these silver coins only had a shallow layer on the surface, and the rest of the weight was entirely provided by stones.

The pain in her shoulders and back seemed to faintly mock her for doing useless work.

"MD I'll go back and beat their corpses. Boss Kevin, don't stop me."

"...What? No corpses? Then I'll blow up their ashes!"

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Collection:

[The trophies of "Schrödinger"]

效果：获得时随机使自身源石锭随机+1（90%），+2（5%），+3（4%），+50（1%）。

Description: No one will know how much is hidden inside until it is opened.

Chapter 43 mission objectives

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"Are you the warlock from Kazdare?"

"Who are you calling a warlock?"

"Who is a serious person to be a sorcerer?"

"Who says you have to be a warlock to use magic?"

The password is correct!

"Okay, come in."

The mercenary nodded, looked around, and quietly opened the door.

W rubbed her forehead with a headache. She didn't know which genius came up with the secret code. If others heard it, they would think she was engaging in group discrimination.

The gang of warlocks were charging up and it was not something that ordinary people could stop.

"Why are there two people here?"

The leading mercenary asked strangely. It turned out that this was not what was discussed.

"Damn, one of my teammates was temporarily assigned by the doctor. Just think of him as a back-up."

W scratched his head and explained.

"Well, it's your commission anyway, but if something goes wrong if he acts without permission, we won't be responsible."

"Okay, okay, you're not responsible."

After the two of them finished talking, Kevin looked around. There were about a dozen mercenaries, and judging from their characteristics, they were all Sakaz.

"According to the information we have received, the people from the Military Commission will probably arrive only the day after tomorrow. Do we have to make arrangements in advance?"

The mercenary leaders are very professional. After all, they have done this kind of thing a lot, and they can barely be considered experienced.

Assassination, isn't it just the process of gathering information - ambushing in advance - and killing people?

This is what everyone does.

"Do you know the route?"

"Still looking."

The mercenary leader shook his head, but he didn't have much hope in this. Even if the military committee kept its confidentiality work better, there was no reason for a group of mercenaries to know their real-time whereabouts.

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After a brief discussion, w and the mercenary leader determined the battle plan, and then everyone dispersed.

After all, if you stay in the same place all the time, you will inevitably run the risk of being blamed.

Kevin and W were walking in the town's market. There were few such stable places in Kazdale, so the flow of people here was quite dense.

Many Sakaz people who set up stalls with a piece of cloth in front of them were selling and shouting.

When trading, they often do not use currency, but use a barter method.

The cheaper ones include perforated armor and helmets ripped from corpses, the more expensive ones are cans, and artificial sugar substitutes smuggled from Colombia.

As for why it is a sugar substitute?Of course, it's not because the Sakaz need to lose weight, but because the production of natural sugar in Terra is really impressive, the variety of sugar-producing crops is scarce, and the price of the finished products is too expensive.

It is basically food exclusively for nobles and high-ranking officials. They use it very hard themselves. How could it be smuggled into these poor Sakaz's?

In hand.

Just these sugar substitutes mixed with sweeteners are rare enough for the Sakaz people.

w walked casually and picked out some sugar substitute snacks from the smuggler's stall with great interest.

She still has some financial resources.

"Boss, do you want some?"

Peeling off the candy wrapper, w threw a gray-white candy into her mouth. The long-lost faint sweetness filled her mouth.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and a subtle smile appeared on her lips.

"No need."

Kevin was not interested in this kind of thing and glanced at w lightly. No matter how he pretended to be a precocious mercenary, in the final analysis, he was just a child.

Of course, it's another story when this "kid" can put a bomb in your head.

"Hey, why did you stop suddenly?"

w almost bumped into Kevin's back, but found that he was handing over an iron box.

"If you like it, just eat this."

Kevin's eyes were a little strange, and W took it blankly.

Pressing the mechanism on the iron box, there were exquisite candies inside, even carved into the shape of small animals, which was much better looking than her gray-white sugar cubes.

w was stunned for a moment, then picked one up and put it in his mouth. The refreshing sweetness was in sharp contrast to the taste of cheap sweeteners.

And the taste of this candy is not monotonous at all. The multi-layered fruity flavor severely ravaged her barren and long-tortured taste buds.

"What? No wonder we can go together. These two are just bad and good people..."

W muttered, but the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up a little.

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"Sir, we will be there soon."

A team with some strange attire, probably about a hundred people.

Judging from the clothing style, they should belong to the military committee.

"Well, hopefully they figure out their position correctly."

A man in black robe wearing a strange mask nodded silently, his sharp horns protruding from the robe, and a few strands of white hair could be vaguely seen falling down the gap.

"Manfred can't wait, we have to be quick."

Another person spoke.

What is unexpected is that there are actually two sin pardoners in this team! ! !

A small town, even a strategic location, would not allow the military committee to mobilize troops. Their main task was actually to rush to the frontal battlefield where Manfred was located.

In just a few days, the battle on the Lovinin Plains has entered a white-hot stage. As for the town of Rosings, it just happened to be very close to their route of advance, so it was a convenient task.

"Don't worry, if the people in charge there don't obey..."

Sakaz, who has quite a fierce temperament, made a "wiping his neck" gesture and killed him if he disobeyed. For Sakaz, this was the most frequently used and most efficient method.

The two pardoners didn't say anything more. They obviously acquiesced. They didn't think there was anything wrong with this approach.

During the civil war, isn't it normal to take some special measures against the insects who do not take sides and only want to take advantage?

Yes, these people are the so-called "diplomats" in the news that Babel received.

A... "diplomatic team" composed of two pardoners and hundreds of elite Sakaz?

The so-called mission targets of w are also these two "sin pardoners"!

Two days later, in the early morning, everyone gathered together again.

"Have the Origin Stone explosives been buried?"

"Captain, as you ordered, we buried them all on the main road into the city."

The leading Sakaz mercenary nodded coldly.

There was no way, they didn't have exact information, so they could only use this relatively simple method to set a trap.

No matter how many detours we take, that group of people will always enter the city, right?