The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

Try to see if you can use up that unfulfilled wish and then return to a state of nothingness and emptiness.

Wouldn't that be much better?

Thinking of this, Sirin's anger subsided, replaced by concern for the main task.

After all, this was the first time Kiana had offered advice and taken the initiative to do something. Although he felt it was making a mountain out of a molehill, he knew that helping her out was definitely not wrong.

However...

"Um, what should we do next?"

After eating and drinking her fill, Kiana sat down and began to worry.

In fact, waiting passively for something to happen is not her forte; Kiana prefers to take the initiative rather than sit and wait for her fate.

The idea of ​​temporarily hiding in taverns and inns was also based on this idea, but since the passage of time cannot be accelerated, although one can stop or slow down.

However, it cannot perform super-fast acceleration...

Therefore, during this time of nightfall, Kiana was puzzled about what she should do.

Hmm...it's frustrating, but that's definitely her style...

Celine stared at her owner for a long time before sighing.

"First, we need to do some preparation. For example, we need to be prepared for the enemy to use bombs, hidden weapons, and the like. In addition, we need to consider possible emergencies. For example, a monster covered in black mist might suddenly appear out of nowhere, or a group of evildoers might appear to harm us. In short, we need to protect ourselves and minimize our losses to avoid unnecessary casualties and panic."

The little doll sat on Kiana's shoulder, eyes closed, arms crossed, and murmured softly.

Its well-defined features make it instantly endearing.

"Well, I see."

Kiana nodded slightly, agreeing with Sirin's point of view.

"Okay, let's rest for a while. Let's set off together tonight."

With that, Kiana stood up and walked towards her room.

Kiana, I'll go with you.

Seeing Kiana about to leave, Sirin also stood up, intending to wait in the same room as Kiana.

"What are you saying? Where else can you go but with me? Come on."

Kiana did not refuse. She knew that Sirin must have something to discuss with her. There were many people and distractions in the tavern, so she only gave a general overview.

But even if it's not said, you can guess what exactly happened.

No matter what, I must do my best to cooperate. This is a collaboration between us, and we absolutely cannot waste it!

So, Sirin and Kiana entered the room one after the other.

"Well, let's take a break. It's daytime now, the perfect time for some people to show up. Besides that petty thief, there are others who choose to appear at this time. Can you guess who?"

As Kiana entered the room, Sirin began to subtly remind her.

Although Xilin knew the other person would understand, she still wanted to remind them.

As expected, upon hearing Sirin's words, Kiana turned her head, staring intently at Sirin with a thoughtful expression on her face:

"Cirin, is the person you're referring to even more important than a petty thief?"

"Oh? I didn't expect you to guess so correctly, host. That's right. I was just worried that you wouldn't know and would be caught off guard. So I planned to tell you some things to be aware of, so that things will go more smoothly for you tonight."

As she spoke, Sirin reached behind her back and took out a glass of milk from her system space, handing it to Kiana.

"What is this?"

Kiana stared at the milk glass in Sirin's hand with a puzzled look.

At this moment, the milk in the glass is steaming hot.

"This is for you. You must be very tired tonight, so here's a glass of milk for you. I added some seasoning to it to help relieve your fatigue."

"Cirin said expressionlessly, her face still stiff and devoid of any emotion," she said.

"Uh, thank you."

Kiana looked at the milk in front of her, feeling quite surprised for some reason. After all, it was extremely rare for Sirin to take the initiative to look after her.

This seems to be the first time?

Um...

"Thank you so much," Kiana said, holding the bear-shaped cup in both hands, feeling the warmth of the milk. "I never expected you, Sirin, to be so worldly-wise."

"What? Hmph, I was just looking out for you because you looked tired, just to prevent any trouble later."

Sirin snorted a few times, then explained the existence of the Bowel Hunter, briefly describing its strength and fighting style.

The little doll sat cross-legged in the very center of the table, like a mascot, and slowly said:

"In short, just keep an eye on this person."

"Is that so? Hmm... I'll be careful."

Kiana nodded slightly and then drank the milk.

Feeling the warm liquid slide down her throat, she felt much better.

Eventually, time passed little by little.

As darkness fell, Kiana skillfully pushed open the window and flew out of the tavern onto the quiet street.

"Now, it's time for the final battle..."

Following Celine's directions, she sped towards a warehouse at breakneck speed...

Inside the warehouse.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and move everything out!"

An anxious voice came from inside the warehouse.

"Okay, sure!"

Footsteps sounded, as if someone was moving things.

Kiana heard the chaotic footsteps and gradually stopped.

"Wasn't it just a petty thief? What's going on here?"

She stood at the warehouse entrance, sword in hand, somewhat bewildered.

If Miracles Have Colors (re0): Chapter Sixteen - The Beautiful and Dangerous Female Assassin

Inside the warehouse.

"Hurry up, stop dawdling. Is it really necessary to spend so much time finding a brat?"

"No need, no need. Don't worry, boss, we'll catch that kid soon!"

The trembling voice indicated that the speaker was terrified of the boss.

"You bunch of useless idiots, hurry up and find the thing! If you keep slacking off, that weirdo lunatic will come and teach us a lesson!"

The anxious voice rang out again.

"Yes!"

The group readily agreed, and then began rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

Outside the warehouse.

Kiana stared at the warehouse in front of her, unable to make a decision for a long time.

She remembered clearly that Celine had only mentioned a young petty thief and a potentially dangerous woman.

There was hardly anyone else there.

However, nowadays, it seems as if a group of people are hiding in this warehouse.

What is this all about?

Feeling puzzled, Kiana hesitated for a moment before turning to look at Sirin.

"Uh...don't look at me. I'm not omniscient or omnipotent either..."

The little doll hesitated for a moment, then spread its hands, clearly indicating its helplessness.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense, since she herself said that she couldn't directly guide herself to the right path.

These days, a few reminders are already considered good, aren't they?

"Hmm, so this is the unexpected thing you warned me about before, right? I didn't expect you to be right. Next..."

Kiana sighed, realizing she needed to take action.

It was pitch black, and it was as easy as taking candy from a baby for several people inside the warehouse to catch a petty thief.

If we just sit and wait to die, then it won't be long before someone else gets their hands on that badge.

Thinking of this, Kiana took a deep breath:

"set off!"

After saying that, she strode to the warehouse door and pushed it open with both hands.

Not long after entering the house, I saw a person in front of me.

The man had his back to me, dressed in gray clothes, and wore a hat that obscured his features. However, his rough, dark skin suggested he was a burly man of considerable age.

He held a wooden stick in his hand and was banging on rows of boxes in the warehouse. With each bang, the henchmen who were looking for someone would move a little faster.

"Boss, someone's here!"

"Yes, someone's coming!"

"Do you even need to remind me? Who are you? This is no place for you! Get out!"

Hearing the noise at the warehouse entrance, the man turned around abruptly and then pointed the wooden stick in his hand at Kiana's head, roaring angrily.

Only then did Kiana truly see the man's face. He looked very ordinary, like a country bumpkin. But his eyes revealed a hint of cunning.

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