Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

The Sami warriors knew that the Cyclops was inside the Wall in the North, and now that the Demon Hunters had arrived, they were most likely also her allies.

And so, in this confused and bewildering way, Rhodes Island operators joined the battle, possessing a unique method for distinguishing between the Collapsed Beings and the Sami Warriors.

They carry talismans with mathematical formulas on them. When they get close to the collapsing body, the talismans will burn violently, but when they get close to the Sami warriors, nothing will happen.

Taking advantage of this characteristic, the Rhodes Island operators, who were already seething with anger, launched a fierce attack and wiped out the collapsing bodies that were fighting the Sami warriors on the city wall.

The Sami warriors were taken aback when they suddenly received help from a new force; they never expected that the aid would come from outside.

From their fragmented conversations, the group discovered that they had no concept of time, and their memories were stuck several days ago.

When Mike finally found his way out, he encountered his agents along the way. By then, most of the Northern Wall had returned to the hands of the Sami warriors.

"Should I say the PhD arrived really fast, or really slow?"

Muirsey stood with her hands on her hips, while Mike was speechless. He had been so focused on Ragna that he had neglected the operators outside, and their conversation with the fortune teller had been overheard by them—a real blunder.

Apart from Muirsey, the others didn't have many thoughts on the matter. After all, they knew Mike's character well and couldn't hold this guy to too high a standard.

Mike felt that Destreet's words were an insult, but seeing the top lawyer's innocent expression, he had no choice but to let it go.

After walking around and observing the rescued guards of the Northern Wall, Mike had a brief chat with one of the soldiers.

He suddenly realized that the biggest problem still lay with that dark figure. Without it, the Collapsed Body could never breach the Wall in the North.

Ragna, still shaken, finally relaxed and quietly leaned on Mike's shoulder, finding a moment of peace in the process.

"I was just wondering if I'd ever see you again, and who knew you'd just show up right in front of me?"

Mike thought to himself, "We're still several days away from meeting, and I have to thank Anma for that."

He said, "Don't come to such dangerous places again. You're running so fast, are you trying to outpace me?"

"That's part of the reason, but another part..."

Ragna fell silent after only getting halfway through her sentence.

Mike recalled that when they parted at base camp, he had mentioned that he was going back to comfort the families in the tribe who had lost loved ones. It seemed that Ragna's depression was related to this.

Before the man could even ask a question, the fortune teller had already hugged his shoulders, tears streaming down his face and soaking Mike's clothes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have acted like that."

"It's okay, everyone has sad times."

Mike patted his shoulder: "While I can't hold up the sky all by myself, I can at least lend it to you for a moment."

"You guy..."

"Women can cry, it's not a sin."

"No singing allowed."

Ragna thought to herself, "This guy is always so unserious. Luckily, that's just his personality. Otherwise, he wouldn't be like him at all."

Damn man.