The miserable life of Arknights

“...... Chieftain. Mandra's hand gradually loosened Aledai.

"This area of civilians is handed over to you, I need to go to the next area." Aldei hurried away, and the wind would find her way.

"By the way, there will be a Victorian force that will guard this entrance and exit with you."

Mandra held the staff in her hand and looked at the civilians of Lentinom who were hiding here.

"Sir, what do we do?" The Shenchi soldiers asked, and they were not sure of the situation.

"In short... Let's protect these civilians first. Mandra exhaled deeply, deep pool... She has no relationship with Shenchi anymore.

In Shenchi's eyes, she and her warriors were long dead.

"Four teams keep up! The oboe led the reconnaissance team to expand the field of view. The sound of the horn came from a distance, into Mandra's ears.

"The medical staff put all the protective suits on me!! The

horn alerted the crowd, issuing one order after another, carrying a cannon shield from another passage, and colliding with Mandra's group.

Horn:

"..." Mandra: "..." "

Aldei told me it was you." This is one of the reasons why the horn did not give the order to guard at the first time.

She certainly wouldn't let her guard down with just a word, and what made her let down some of it was that the people of Mandra today were indeed protecting civilians.

“..... But she didn't tell me it was you. "Mandra looked at the team of the horns stationed in the defensive line"... Also, after all, we can't be trusted yet.

"Don't think that doing this now will wash away what you did in Hillock County." The horn grabbed Mandra's collar with one hand.

"If you ** can survive this war, go and see what the hell Xiaoqiu County has become now."

The two faces were very close to each other, the horn did not speak loudly, only the two could hear it, and she could not let the past affect the already very sensitive soldiers, thus causing disagreement.

“...... I will. Mandra let the other party tug at the collar, did not refute or resist.

She knew she was doing something wrong, and she deserved it.

After being rescued by the line, she thought a lot about what exactly she came to Lentinium.

She hated those guys who were high and noble by birth, and hated those nobles, but when she looked back, she found out...

What he admires is also the so-called noble bloodline, the Draco bloodline, which is above all the nobles in Victoria.

Her life is full of contradictions.

The horn gazes at each other, but Mandra is avoiding the other's gaze, unwilling to make the most direct eye contact with the other party.

"Uh, Captain, you guys... Know? A Victorian soldier who had come to report the situation with the horn saw the two close together.

“...... Shhh. The horn turned his head and loosened the other's collar.

"Captain, in fact, we don't need experts from Rhode Island Source Stone Research to say that we know."

“...... The natural disaster is on our heads, and it is about to fall down.

"Who can escape then?" The soldier looked at him a little dumbfounded.

“...... Don't be so discouraged. The horn patted the other person's shoulder.

"We can all live."

......

"Legends about natural disasters."

......

Tianshuo's words suddenly appeared in Mandra's ears, and she muttered nothing.

"Breath of Kings..." Mandra reacted at this moment, the other party had long known that a natural disaster was coming.

"Where is the breath of kings?" Mandra asked several people.

The soldier was pulled back to reality by Mandra's questioning: "... Legend has it that the breath of kings can kill natural disasters.

"Captain! Her Highness Tallula, is she holding the Breath of Kings? The soldier recalled the two swords that Tallulah had led them into.

The soldier's loud inquiry drew the attention of nearly half of the people.

The horn looked at everyone's expectant eyes, the gaze that pinned the last hope on.

“...... Yes, Tallula... Among the two swords held by His Highness is the breath of kings. "The horn doesn't quite believe in those so-called legends.

The horn heard the sound of gasping, and it seemed that everyone believed that the breath of kings would definitely be able to kill the heavenly disaster, or they could only comfort themselves by thinking so.

Become infected? Perhaps this is something they never thought about.

Although it is the infected who are leading them now, it is also the infected who save them from the dire situation.

The horn clapped his palms: "Okay, let's all do your own tasks, be sure to ensure the safety of each entrance..."

Several people who stopped sat in the center of the structural layer, and Mandra looked at the horn that seemed to be in a daze.

"Scamandros (Horn's last name), do you know that the integration movement may have known from the beginning that a natural disaster would come."

The horn raised his head: "How?" You want to say that all this is a conspiracy of the integration movement? Let Sakaz enter the city, kill civilians, create natural disasters, and finally come and cut them down?

"Whether or not they can do this chain of events... The integration movement is not your deep pool, also, please call me codename: Horn.

Mandra's lips parted to say something, but ultimately chose silence.

“... Me and Deep Pool have been... It doesn't matter, believe it or not. Mandra curled up with her legs folded, her short black hair obscuring her face.

"It's just me struggling with whether I abandoned them or did they abandon me."

"I will spend the rest of my years looking at the land, where violence and oppression have twisted me into the cruel people I once saw as others."

“...... I owe a debt of gratitude to the blindfolded man for saving me and giving me the opportunity to find my true self. Listening

to Mandra's self-statement, it seemed that the cruel, haughty, hot-tempered, and always with an expression of contempt for everything really no longer existed.

"Don't be delusional enough to make me believe in your change in a few words."

"I didn't want anyone to believe me." Mandra's inferior staff glows a little.

Having learned the art of source stone in a grave in the suburbs, she has already experienced enough hardships and made enough mistakes.

She didn't want anyone to forgive her, she just wanted... Take a fresh look at yourself.

“...... Blindfolded man, is it a man with long black hair? The horn sounded a little puzzled, why Tianshuo would go to rescue her.

"Hmm."

"How could he possibly go and save you."

“...... Perhaps it was my last glimmer of kindness that allowed him to save me. ※

I've been a little busy lately, so I may only have one more

than another 900,000 words to celebrate, and before I know it, it's almost a million