I, Viego, conquer Terra!

That should be it...

After all, Remion did not really die, but was saved by Viego when he was on the verge of death.

The transformation of her body by the Curse of Ruin was always under Viego's control. It did not destroy her body in a destructive and brutal way, destroying her body structure, so it was normal that she did not become like him.

There is still a test left to determine whether he needs to eat and drink... After that, we can also take a look at whether Lemiaoan's physical fitness has changed, and whether his control of the firearm will be affected... These are all things that can be tested slowly later.

As for more things, we can only wait until Kal'tsit is brought here to conduct a detailed investigation...

Viego counted them once to make sure nothing was missed, but suddenly he noticed that the black mist on Remian beside him was moving strangely.

He frowned and looked up, only to find that Remiaoan's hair color was switching back and forth between pink and white. The angel girl was having a lot of fun.

"...Wait, your hair color can be changed back?" Viego discovered the blind spot.

"Well... I just discovered it. It's like there's a switch in my body, and I can control it to turn it on or off by manipulating the power in my body."

Lemiao's hair turned back to pink and she looked at Viego:

"As long as I turn it off, my hair will return to normal, but my legs will become numb and I can't move..."

"I see..." Viego nodded to show that he understood, and then asked, "Besides the changes in hair color and leg condition, do you have any other feelings? For example, will those strange feelings you have towards me disappear?"

"...No." Lemiaoan blushed, raised his hand and punched Viego in shame and anger:

"What do you mean by a strange feeling? You make it sound like I'm bewitched by you and want to do something with you! Actually, I just have a feeling that you're a good person who can be trusted."

"I see." Viego nodded, selectively ignoring Remian's subsequent words, and just casually replied: "Yeah, yeah, it's not a strange feeling, I said something wrong."

No wonder Sakota is always optimistic...

If every Lateran was as cheerful as Lemion, then the Sakotas who were born, grew up, and became adults in such an atmosphere would have the strange ability of "empathy" to vaguely perceive the feelings of others...

In this situation, it’s hard not to be an optimist!

Moreover, after the Curse of Ruin transformed Remyan's body, Viego could vaguely feel the vague emotions in Remyan's heart, as if there was a "empathy" between the two of them alone.

This would help him better discern Lemion's emotions and understand what she meant.

But it seems to be one-way...but we still need to test whether it is true or not.

"Hey, are you just trying to fool me?" Remian threw himself on Viego's shoulder in dissatisfaction and sneered:

"Oh man, you have succeeded in catching my interest..."

Chapter 185 C? It seems that there is more than...

"I remember that you had a companion who was acting alone and never came back, right?" Viego pulled Remion off his shoulder and asked seriously.

"Yes, her name is Fiammetta, and she's a Liberi beauty! Her hair roots are pink and the ends are red. She always looks grumpy, but actually she has a lot on her mind, and she's a bit of a sultry person. Also, her height is 171cm, her cup size is C, and her waist circumference is..."

Remian knew everything about his team members, and seemed to be ready to reveal all the data of his team members to Viego.

"Stop, stop, stop." Viego raised his hand and hurriedly stopped. "I mean, which direction did she leave in? Is it normal for her to not come back for so long? If I knew, now that you're awake, I would just go and bring her back."

"Well... Generally speaking, Xiao Fei wouldn't delay for so long. She's very strong." Lemiaoan thought for a moment and smiled sweetly at Viego:

"She left for the east. Please bring her back, Viego!"

For some reason, this smile always made Viego feel weird.

To use the adjectives from the past life, it is...

"Crumbs".

"...You are really not shy." Viego got out of the car reluctantly and sat in the driver's seat: "You should be okay now, right? Your gun is by the campfire... I'll be back as soon as possible."

"No problem, no problem!" Lemiaoan patted Viego's shoulder encouragingly.

"Fiammetta is the precious granddaughter of those old musketeers in the city, and a future musketeer! If you can help her or save her... the musketeers will definitely benefit from you!"

Viego's eyes lit up, but then he became confused. "The granddaughter of the lancer, preparing the lancer...Liberty?"

The Lateran lancers are very famous. Viego had seen relevant introductions in the Syracuse Library, which said that the lancers were the absolute top elite combat force of the Lateran, and without exception, they were all powerful and outstanding elite Sakota soldiers.

but now...

Liberi, as a musketeer?

If he remembered correctly, it should be difficult, or even impossible, for non-Sakota people to use firearms, right?

Can’t I ride with the “gun” of a gun?

"Oh, an adopted granddaughter! You'll understand everything else when you see her!" Lemiaoan jumped off the back seat and waved to Viego.

"..." Viego had no choice but to step on the accelerator and leave.

Lateran, Sakota...

It's really fun.

A little uncomfortable.

Seeing Remion's appearance, he was really curious about what the legendary "Holy Kingdom on Earth", the city of Lateran where there is no sin and suffering, would look like.

Let’s find Fiammetta first.

The musketeer's beloved granddaughter and future reserve musketeer is Liberi, who can't use a musket, and her teammates are in crisis...

It sounds like the protagonist of a fantasy adventure novel.

Viego stroked his chin.

......

Two hours passed, the night was dark, and Viego ran at full speed and soon found some fresh traces of the explosion.

"It looks a bit like W's work... but it's more powerful than the thing in W's hand, and the traces are also a little different." Viego followed the traces forward and thought of something.

If Fiammetta is Liberi and cannot use the gun, does that mean he used a method similar to W, where he did not use the gun directly but used a howitzer or something similar to the gun?

The traces on the roadside became fresher and fresher, and Viego could even smell the slightest smell of scorched earth.

You will know the answer soon.

Soon, a collapsed building standing in the wilderness appeared in his sight.

——Or rather, the collapsed “ruins”.

Fiammetta came here chasing after the Sarkaz raiders... Could this be the temporary base of those Sarkaz?

So, what about Fiammetta?

Viego stopped the car and walked instead.

As he approached the ruins, he frowned slightly, sensing an unknown force trying to influence him, but was stopped by the black mist beside him.

What the hell...

Viego released the black mist, holding the Ruined King Sword in his hand, and walked quickly into the ruins.

His pupils dilated slightly.

Inside the ruins, there are all kinds of strange corpses.

Bones, mummies, and even fresh corpses with gashes on their necks!

What was strange was that all of these corpses were like sculptures, frozen in place, maintaining the same posture they were in at the time of death.

Viego could even see spots of blood floating in the air, strangely frozen!

Viego remembered the two staffs brought back by Mostima.

Manipulating time...?

He frowned, looked around, and finally found the pink-haired figure of Liberi in front of a tall stone statue in the deepest part of the ruins, where its shape could no longer be recognized.

"Fiammetta...?" he asked doubtfully, and walked forward slowly with caution.

The situation here is too weird. If the black fog could not resist that weird power, Viego would never be willing to come in no matter what.

——The appearance of this place reminded him of the moment when his predecessor, the “Ruined King”, was finally sealed, and it didn’t feel good.

Viego walked to Fiammetta's side and was relieved that he had no trouble along the way.

Two good news and one bad news... He looked at Fiammetta, who was holding the gun in his hand with a stern expression, as if he wanted to pull the trigger, with a subtle expression.

The first good news is that Fiammetta was neither dead nor injured.

The second good news was that there was also a fragment in Fiammetta's body, and together with the ones in Remyan and Mostima, it was enough to make up for the energy he had consumed in rushing to save people.

Finally, the bad news.

——Fiammetta seemed to have also fallen into a state of time suspension, standing still.

Well...

Viego shook his head, throwing away the plot of the book that suddenly popped up in his mind. He looked at the stern expression of the girl from Liberi, then looked at the few things like tail feathers extending from under her hem behind her, and the feathers standing tall on both sides of the girl's head.

I'm a little curious about what it feels like...

Want to touch.

Too bad I can’t touch it.

Viego sighed, and first stretched out his hand to take away the bright silver grenade launcher with a caliber of several tens of millimeters in Fiammetta's hand, in case she didn't know when she would recover and directly shoot him.

"I don't know if you can hear me...but I'll explain it to you first." Viego looked at her:

"I'm Mostima's friend. I came to find you on behalf of Lemion and the others. Now I'm going to carry you out and try to make you recover... I don't have any extra thoughts about you, don't get me wrong."

After saying this, he picked up the girl by the waist, like carrying a sack, and walked back the way he came.

Using the black mist might help Fiammetta recover.

But Viego planned to walk some distance before trying again, so as to avoid encountering any unexpected risks in that strange ruins.

Unexpectedly, although the girl's body remained still, it was not hard like a sculpture, but remained soft.

"..." Viego felt the amazing touch on his shoulder, his expression changed for a moment, and he subconsciously had a thought.

C? Why do I feel like...

He quickly interrupted his thoughts, gathered his thoughts, and silently apologized.

Sorry.

Viego silently struck the wooden fish in his heart.

thump.

Merit +1.

Chapter 186: Beautiful Girls Are Also Human

Viego carried Fiammetta for a few hundred meters and stopped when he realized that he had escaped the influence of the strange force.

"Fiammetta, I'm going to try to remove this power from you." Regardless of whether the girl could hear him or not, Viego still reminded her, and then controlled the black mist to float out and wrap around Fiammetta.

Unexpectedly, the force dissipated immediately after being lightly touched by the black fog.

Viego raised an eyebrow and felt the Liberian girl on his shoulder move.

"Hey, hurry, put me down!" There was an unbearable sense of shame in the girl's voice.

"You're not going to punch me suddenly, are you?" Viego said, putting Fiammetta down.

As soon as the girl's feet touched the ground, she took two steps eagerly, then her legs and feet went limp and she threw herself into Viego's arms.

Viego reacted, reached out to support her, and said speechlessly: "Why are you in such a hurry to run away? I won't eat you..."

“No, no!” Fiammetta grabbed Viego impatiently, her face flushed red, she was so anxious that she was about to cry, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so she could only whisper: “I, I want that...!”

"Ah?" Viego was stunned for a moment, then reacted and felt a little embarrassed. "Oh, you want to go to the bathroom, right...?"

Fiammetta was separated from Mostima and the others before they entered the underground palace. No one knew when they were left here, but Mostima and the others were buried for thirty or forty hours, and Fiammetta was estimated to have been buried for about the same amount of time, or even longer.

Mostima and the others were injured and unconscious, and their bodies were weak, so they naturally didn't need to solve that problem, but Fiammetta was fixed in the ruins...

All I can say is that beautiful girls are also human beings and they also need to go to the toilet.

Viego half hugged and half embraced Fiammetta and carried him to a patch of lush grass not far away.

"Can you do it yourself?" Viego turned around and faced Fiammetta.