Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

She couldn't help frowning, it was hard not to suspect that this was a conspiracy against Fia's life.

"reason?"

Fiatina asked.

There is no free pie in the sky. Although Warfarin thinks that Azazel can help the current Fia's life, Azazel's posture has to make people vigilant.

"The battlefield has changed, but its brutality has never changed. My goal is simply to find a place for the children to shelter from the wind and rain."

Herag sighed.

reasonable request.

If it was an ordinary organization, I'm afraid Fia Tina would not easily believe it, but Azazel is a clinic for infected people located in Usas, so this reason is acceptable.

"You want to find a home for your child, but why do you trust us?"

Fiatina asked,

"We cannot accept unreasonable trust, and unreasonable kindness makes us tremble with fear."

"That's exactly what I'm going to explain next, Miss Fiatina."

Herag coughed lightly,

"In fact, Azazel is a shelter for infected people in Chernobog and beyond. Our intelligence network is farther away than you might imagine."

"Are you investigating us?"

"This is the quickest way to get information, and it also allows us to talk normally like now, instead of intrigue, isn't it?"

Herag replied unhurriedly,

"This is not shameful, and it has nothing to do with good or evil. It's just for our own better survival. In fact, Miss Gorefiend over there is also secretly investigating us."

Warfarin was discovered.

Fiatina looked at Warfarin's expression from the corner of her eye, and Warfarin's expression froze on her face, obviously completely unaware that she was discovered without anyone noticing.

"...Okay, I get it, but I have one last question, what do you want us to do? What do we get?"

Fiatina looked straight at Herag with her chin resting on her hands.

They have been completely seen through, and Azazel may be more powerful than they imagined, but even so, what they proposed is "cooperation".

The cooperation is equal, which means that Herag in front of him is still afraid of something about them. Fiadina doesn't know what makes them afraid for the time being, but she can use it.

"A home."

Herag held up a finger.

Chapter 24 Angry Nayin

"A home."

Herag said.

He raised a finger with a meaningful expression,

"A home for the kids, the kids' home—it doesn't matter where. There's no reason to give to your family."

"really."

Fiatina felt the same way.

"I agree to this cooperation, Mr. Herag, or rather, Mr. General."

"Just call me Herag, as I said, I'm just a warrior here."

"Yes, Mr. Herag."

Fiatina let out a long breath.

It has to be said that Herag's terms are quite good, and the reason is very suitable for Fia Tina's appetite, but their cooperation is always a verbal agreement, and there is no guarantee.

"Can we go?"

Fiatina blinked.

"of course."

Herag spread his hands,

"I never intended to make things difficult for you—but before I leave, I want you to take a bunch of kids with you."

"Is it an infected person?"

Herag nodded.

"I want them to be educated, not just huddled under the shelter of Azazel, so they can't establish correct values."

"A reasonable request."

Fiatina nodded,

"I wish I could see the kids with my own eyes."

"no problem."

Herag stood up from the sofa.

Fiatina also stood up from the sofa, and Herag made a "please" gesture, and then led the way for Fiatina and the others.

The children live just behind Azazel.

This area is larger than Fia Tina imagined, and after walking a little further, you can see another manor, and you can see children running around laughing.

"This is our shelter."

Herag turned around and said to Fiatina.

Fiatina nodded slightly.

An older child was the first to notice their arrival, and whoever cheered, "Grandpa is coming to see us!" could see the children rushing over.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

There was a smile on Herag's face again, and the majestic old man's face was full of kindness again, as if even the resolute face had softened a bit.

"Let there be order, boys."

He seemed to be particularly tolerant towards children, bending his body slightly.

He magically took out a few budding flowers from his waist, tapped them a few times with his fingers, and the delicate flowers unfolded naturally, extremely bright.

This is a reward for being a good boy.

The children fell silent all of a sudden, and quickly stood up in front of Herag in order from short to tall.

"Good boys."

The smile on Herag's face was even worse. He put the flowers around his waist again, and took out a handful of candies from the military coat that was draped over his body. into the hands of every child.

No one is left behind.

Fiatina didn't bother Herag.

The children took the candy and ran to play according to Herag's instructions. Herag stood up again, straight like a tree, and retreated to Fiadina's side,

"It's a good bunch of kids, isn't it?"

Herag turned his head and said with a smile.

"Ah."

Fiatina didn't deny it.

"So I hope to find a shelter for them from the wind and rain."

"In my opinion, you are enough here."

Fiatina replied.

They may not be able to do better than Herag.

At least to make the children so obedient and united and orderly, the orphanage of Fei Ya's life is still far from being able to do it.

"They were following my orders, not being educated."

"They respect you."

"But this place can never be used as their shelter."

"You should leave with us."

Fiatina said seriously,

"You can leave Ursus, we need your strength, we can help each other to achieve our goals."

Herag was slightly taken aback.

He smiled slightly, but there seemed to be a bit of bitterness in his smile.He shook his head slightly, rejecting Fiatina's proposal,

"No... I can't really leave this land. The infected people in this land also need a pillar. Miss Fia Tina, I'm glad you can invite me. Fia's life stand is also worthy of respect, but Wu The situation faced by SARS-infected people is worse than imagined. They must learn how to use violence, just for survival, and have nothing to do with good or evil.”

"I understand."

Fia Tina nodded, but did not continue to invite.

The matter was left behind.

"Mr. Herag, big sister."

A slightly timid voice.

Fiatina turned her head and saw the girl with lavender short hair standing timidly by the wall. She didn't play with the children, but just stood there, quietly watching Fiatina and the others.

"Nayin."

Fia Tina was stunned. She looked at Nayin and waved to her.

Sure enough, she is here too.

Seeing Fiatina waving to her, Nayin happily ran towards Fiatina.

Herag's face was gentle and serene. He looked at Nayin, and there seemed to be a bit of vicissitudes of memory on his face.Nayin is probably a special existence to her.

Fia Tina observed Herag's expression and thought so.

Probably because Fiatina's observation was too unscrupulous, so that Herag noticed Fiatina's eyes in an instant. He smiled apologetically, walked to Nayin's side, and patted the girl gently. small shoulders.

"Sorry, Miss Fiatina, Nayin is my adopted daughter."

Adopted daughter?

Fiatina thought of Yelena and Bodrocasti, the relationship between them was love and respect, but it seemed inappropriate to put this kind of emotion on Nayin and Herag.

Nayin will not call Herag's father and call him by his first name, and Herag will not ask Nayin, but just calls him his adopted daughter.

"You came just in time, Nayin, this is Miss Fiatina, she will take you to a better place to live."

Herag patted Nayin's back lightly, and he said calmly, as if he wanted to entrust his last words before he died.

Nayin's face changed.

She was like a kitten with fried hair, her eyes widened blankly, and there were bean-sized tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Nayin looked at Fiatina, then at Herag.

"You are the same as your father..."

Nayin lowered her head and said in frustration.

Come to think of it, Nayin's age is about to reach the rebellious stage—for a child, 12 years old is just right.I am a little independent, but I can't escape my dependence on adults. I think I am mature, but I can't think more calmly.

Thus, the young girl threw off Herag's palm with the sensitivity and stubbornness unique to girls of this age.

"...the child."

Herag looked helplessly at the child who was going away. At this time, he chased after him and explained clearly. Let Nayin think for himself is the best solution. Unfortunately, Herag couldn't leave Fiatina and others where they were, so he had to He said to Fia Tina in embarrassment,

"Sorry, Nayin is not usually like this..."

"Understandable."