Quadruple split.

Chapter 2526 Grief

Until the end, neither Burge nor Haroni could convince each other.

However, considering that Bilge was unable to make Haroni change his mind, and the latter was free to explore her own field, this was clearly a victory for the beautiful girl.

"Let's not talk about this for now..."

Bilge gritted his teeth and sat back in his chair. He asked the smug Haroni with a stern face, "Have you informed the deputy head of the group about this? What do the seniors at home say? What are your plans?"

Haroni didn't say anything, but just gave Zar a look that said 'you come and talk to him'.

"I immediately wrote two letters to Vice Captain Limlaine. One was sent directly to the fortress where she should theoretically be stationed, Stromgarde, located in the south of the Silver Wing Alliance, through the Mage Guild. But I didn't receive any reply."

Zael readily took over the conversation and explained, "Since I spent an extra 1000 gold coins to purchase the same-city delivery service, it is certain that Deputy Captain Rimlaine and our main regiment are not in the city. However, this is also common, so I contacted our friends in the Thieves Guild that night and asked them to take the letter to Stromgarde as quickly as possible. If the deputy captain and his friends are not there, we will look for them in the surrounding area. If we can't find them, we will wait."

Bilge nodded slightly: "Are you looking for Mi Zhu? Do you want him to teleport directly there?"

"Of course. Before I know whether the Unicorn Mercenaries intend to take further action, I can't let our brothers leave Ankh. Miju is not only a fellow Highlander, but also has passed the examination for the title of Planter at the Pharmacist Association. He has always presented himself as a free mercenary + pharmacist to the outside world, so it is relatively difficult for him to be noticed by those with ulterior motives."

Zar pushed his glasses and said with a subtle expression: "Who would have known that this guy who looks stronger than Haro...Arkik, with skin so dark that he is completely invisible at night, is actually also the 'senior mentor' of the Anka Thieves Guild."

Nar nodded vigorously and sighed, "At least among the Highlanders I know, Miju is the only one who majored in the thief profession. I still don't understand what he was thinking. It's obvious that concealing the breath is simply a fantasy for a black uncle like him who has a strong sense of presence..."

"I asked Mi Zhu, and his explanation at the time was that daytime was not a good thief's time to act. If he had to act, the probability of a head-on confrontation was much higher than a sneak attack. His body was much stronger than that of an ordinary thief. If the infiltration failed, it would be relatively easier to kill all the witnesses."

Bilge looked at the puzzled Nar with a wry smile and explained, "As for the night... let's put it this way, the reason why Miju is not so good at concealing his aura is because he is dark and strong. However, once night falls, the guy with his own protective color can sneak more easily than other thieves."

Nar was stunned for a long time: "...Isn't this nonsense?"

"I think so too, but Miju herself takes it quite seriously."

Bilger shrugged and then continued to ask: "So, has Mizhu sent back any news?"

"nothing now."

Zar shook his head and reminded, "But don't forget, I wrote to the deputy leader only hoping that she would come back as soon as she was done with things over there, and not delay too long buying local specialties for everyone in the tribe. As for the mission, let alone if we get beaten up, even if we are wiped out, they still have to prioritize completing the mission."

Bilger nodded slightly and said seriously, "Of course I know that for us mercenaries, reputation is more important than life in many cases. I am just a little worried that if some forces deliberately want to target us, then in addition to those of us who stay in Anka, will the deputy captain and his men also encounter similar troubles?"

"I know what you're worried about, but it shouldn't be."

Nymaya, who had obviously thought about this issue, shook her head slightly and said seriously, "The employer from the Silver Wing Alliance is quite powerful, and was introduced by Mr. Zordon from the Archaeologists Association. There is no reason for them to cause trouble for us."

Seeing Birger nod in agreement, Zar continued, "As for the elders in the family... they didn't have any ideas. They just asked us to make the decision. I guess they want to train us, the backbone of the next generation."

"Thinking too much."

Alkik rolled his eyes and snorted, "Among the seniors, only the captain and the deputy captain like to use their brains. The others only care about 'who to kill', 'where to kill' and 'when to kill'."

Zar glared at him and said, "Why do you represent them?"

"I am that kind of person, too."

Alkik's answer was brief and to the point, and he asked in return: "What else?"

"..."

Zar realized that he could no longer save face for his predecessors and sighed. He then answered Bilge's last question: "As for the plans of the few of us and the other young people in the family, we will first find someone who can take charge to unify the follow-up actions. Previously it was Haroni, and her decision was to let everyone recover while waiting for you to come back. Now that you are back and the situation is fully understood, what should we do next...you decide."

Nar gave a teasing smirk and said happily: "After all, you are the man that Haroni has his eyes on... Ugh!"

The wound that had finally healed was ruthlessly shattered by the outer edge of the shield. The outspoken young man fell to the ground in pain and began to twitch.

Be it the Highland teenagers or the older brothers and sisters from the Paw Patrol, they all looked away tacitly and let him roll on the ground in pain. Only Wang Badan's muffled "er 辶" echoed slightly in the house.

Half a minute later, Bilge took a deep breath, turned to Haroni with a subtle expression, and said seriously: "I think..."

"I don't want you to think that."

Haroni interrupted the other person's thoughts with a heroic manner and said lightly: "I think you are more suitable for dealing with the current situation than me, Bilge, you should know this yourself."

"I... am not in a good mood."

Bilge pursed his lips and finally told the truth: "I...you all know...Captain...Uncle Largo...he has a lot of messy things going on. I don't think I can make a rational decision."

"Oh, so what?"

Haroni snorted, looked into the eyes of the stunned Bilge, and asked word by word, "You don't think we can remain calm after hearing the news that the leader is in trouble?"

【! 】

It was not until this moment that Bilge noticed that Haroni's eyes, which were still beautiful but somewhat swollen, were obviously from crying. Even at this moment, there were still obvious bloodshot in her eyes.

He also noticed that Nar seemed particularly cheerful today. Although he usually looked silly and optimistic, today he looked more like a mildly mentally ill person.

He also noticed that Nymaya had a heavy nasal tone and she didn't wear any of the small jewelry she liked on a daily basis. Instead, she wore a pink hairband that her uncle had given her as a gift a few years ago but was criticized as being old-fashioned.

He also noticed that Zar seemed to talk a lot today, even to the point of being nagging and chatterbox.

As for Alkik, it is impossible for him to appear in such a place on normal days. At this moment, he should be either practicing his fighting skills or sleeping.

Everyone is actually a little different from their usual selves.

The reason why it's only a little bit is because they have been trying to be strong, just like themselves, trying to keep life the same as always.

But if you peel off that disguise——

“Wu…Wuuuuuuuuuuu!”

Without any warning, Nymaya threw herself into Haroni's arms, bursting into tears and saying breathlessly, "Captain...Captain...Uncle Largo said he would take me to buy that shell bracelet when he came back! Woo...I don't want the necklace anymore, I want the captain to come back! I want the captain to come back! I miss Uncle Largo ah ah ah!"

"Nimea..." Haroni hugged Nimea tightly. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something comforting, but in the end she only let out a sob, and two lines of tears fell down her cheeks.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!"

His right hand unconsciously clenched the wound that he was tightly covering, and Nar, who was desperately hitting the ground with his left hand, also began to sob and let out wails like a trapped beast.

"..."

Zar hugged his notebook tightly, his body trembling slightly. It was a gift given to him by Largo when he took everyone shopping. Unlike Nymaya who received a pink hairband, Zar liked his notebook and oversized bold feather pen very much, and that was also the most expensive gift that day.

"A bunch of noisy little devils."

Alkik cursed in a low voice, then turned around and tilted his head back as if to prevent himself from being assimilated by the 'little ghosts' around him, but anyone could see that his efforts were obviously unsuccessful.

"Hey."

Wang Badan quietly crawled to Bilge's side and pushed the dull-looking boy with his claws, saying unhappily, "A bunch of idiots have collapsed, and who are you trying to show off to? Don't be so unsociable."

"……uncle……"

With these words, the dam that Birge had built high in his heart suddenly collapsed. All the sadness, sorrow, and grievances accumulated over the past few days burst out at this moment, making him curl up in pain and cry bitterly.

True, the Highlanders were accustomed to premature departures.

Indeed, Loya's children are always open-minded and strong.

But even so, they are ultimately just a group of 17 or 18-year-old kids, who are at an age where they still worry about pocket money, secret crushes, and monthly exam results outside of games.

They are not fragile, but they are not as strong as they appear.

At this moment, Mo Tan thought of his Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, who were not worthy of their name.

It was also a hasty farewell, but those people were able to be open-minded and generous.

It was obvious that those people were strong, even strong enough to keep their souls intact until Yidong found them.

You know, Rona had only been dead for a few minutes, but her soul was already missing about 20%. If Mo Tan hadn't put her into the soul-guiding bottle at the first time, she would probably have completely dissipated before dawn.

But this is different—

The members of Fenrir's team are adults, they have long since shed their youth and are adults who should be fighting bare-handed against the so-called 'reality'.

But Rona was just a child.

Haroni, Nymeya, Nar, Zar, Alkik... and of course Bilge, they are also children.

Whether it is thinking about the future and destiny of the race or encouraging their bewildered companions to cheer up, it should not be the children's job.

Children of poor families have to grow up early. Even though it is an A-class mercenary group, because they have to give back to the entire Loya tribe, [The Destroyer King] is an out-and-out poor family in every sense.

But the earlier you become a family member, the later you become the head of the family. After all, children are just children. Even if they are heroes who save the world, even if they have a premature love affair with a princess/prince who is several gold bricks older than them, even if they are stronger, smarter, and able to earn more money than their parents, they are still children.

As for children——

“That’s the right thing to do.”

Mo Tan sighed silently, turned his head and looked at the beautiful winged girl beside him who was hugging his arms tightly with red eyes: "They should have vented their feelings a long time ago. Rather than hiding and feeling sad alone, and then wiping their tears and trying to be strong before looking up, this little bit of 'willfulness' is what they should do."

Ji Xiaoge wrapped her body completely with her wings, as if she had turned into a black sandalwood feather sleeve. She buried her face in the other person's shoulder and whispered, "I want to cry too..."

"Then cry."

Mo Tan smiled, and then when the girl started to sob softly, he looked at Wang Badan who had come back. After their eyes met, he praised her in a rare moment: "What you said just now was very good. I'm ready to kick you."

"Just say the first half of the sentence at a time like this, big brother."

Wang Badan groaned and lay at the feet of Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge, saying in a muffled voice: "I am quite familiar with this feeling of having my father die."

"How about you follow your elder sister's example and play with her?"

"Forget it. I am one of those dragons who look old at a young age. Although I am young and beautiful, my mentality is not so easy to collapse. Tsk, these brats who have never seen the world, I am afraid they haven't slept well these days."

"It can be seen that you like Bilger very much."

"Brother, I only like females."

"You know I didn't mean it that way."

"It's just overflowing sympathy. As the most noble immortal species in this world, can't I feel pity for these short-lived freaks?"

"They don't need sympathy or pity."

"I know, but sympathy and pity are the least valuable. As for the rest... after the Archaeologists Association has completely deciphered the data, perhaps we can find the root cause of the short life span of the Highlanders."

"Ah."

"So, brother, we have to wade into this muddy water, right?"

"How about I let you decide whether to wade into this muddy water?"

"...brother."

"how?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you are actually mean and bad?"

"Haha~"

Chapter 2517: End