I, Viego, conquer Terra!

This man is carrying a much bigger trouble than the beasts and ordinary Sarkaz raiders!!

"Viego, do you have a communicator that can communicate over long distances? Can you lend it to me?"

"Yes." Viego handed the "PhS" that Kal'tsit gave him to Mostima. "Do you want to contact your companions? I advise you not to let them come over, otherwise it will be very dangerous."

"No, I'm not asking them to come and support me. I'm just telling them that I'll be a few days late." Mostima sighed and joked:

"I hope we can really survive, otherwise these will be my last words to them."



Chapter 51: Sense of Security

"Hello, Lemion? It's me, Mostima... um, I was attacked by a Sarkaz magician on the road. I was rescued. Although my equipment was lost, I'm still alive and not seriously injured."

The blue-haired angel girl held the communicator to her ear, talking quickly and briefly with her companion.

"Well, I will probably be able to join you guys a few days later. There are some problems that have not been solved yet... No, you don't have to come. Don't worry, it's just a small trouble. You and Fiammetta should be careful... Okay, that's it."

Mostima hung up the phone, exhaled slowly, and handed the communicator back to Viego.

"Thank you, Viego. I will pay you back for the cost of long-distance communication later."

"......Ah?" Viego was stunned. "Consumption? What consumption?"

"Wait...you don't know?" Mostima was also surprised and explained:

"Long-distance communication equipment like this is very expensive. Each communication consumes a lot of power. The batteries for this thing are very expensive. Your communicator is very sophisticated, so the batteries will only be more expensive."

"Uh...I see?" Viego probably understood.

When Kal'tsit gave him the communicator, she only explained to him its usage and functions, but never mentioned anything about batteries, so Viego didn't know that communication would consume a lot of power.

His modern experience made him subconsciously not take the issue of "ultra-long-distance communication" too seriously, but he forgot that the technology tree in the other world did not necessarily point out this item.

It turns out that this is how long-distance communication is achieved in this world. It sounds like the "battery" of this communication equipment is not simple to manufacture. To put it bluntly, this is relying on piling up resources in exchange for communication distance.

"You don't even know that this thing consumes a lot of power... How did you get this thing?" Mostima sighed:

"Forget it. No matter what, I will give you the corresponding compensation and thank you gift...I should thank you more for handing over such an important thing to a stranger like me."

Strands of the curse of ruin came from the air, as subtle as a trickle of water, but they existed for sure, making his power grow stronger every moment.

Oh wow, now the experience-increasing buffs for the mobile fountain and the ARAM are back.

Viego couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

How could this girl trust him so easily?

Although it was only a tiny bit, she was indeed beginning to let down her guard towards him.

Viego was somewhat uncomfortable with the ease with which trust was established.

You have to know that he established trust with W after they spent a day and a night together, experienced a near-death battle, and entrusted their lives to each other.

Not to mention Ines, who was still wary of me even after knowing me for almost a week. In the end, it was only because I saved her life and assisted with W that I was able to obtain the power of the fragments in her body so quickly.

The speed of building trust with Mastema was much faster than that with W and Inès.

It was like going from hell to heaven, from the United States where shootings happened every day to my hometown where it was safe and you could hardly see any self-propelled cotton machines.

Viego couldn't help but sigh that in this cold and deceitful world, it is indeed the angel girl who can warm people's hearts the most...

She is worthy of being called an "angel" with a halo on her head!

But in fact, in Mostima's view, Viego was willing to hand over the expensive communicator with long-distance communication capabilities to her without asking any questions, which actually showed great trust in her.

Such equipment was extremely valuable in the wilderness, and Viego handed the communicator to her without hesitation, which meant that he had not worried at all that Mostima might have ill intentions towards him, nor had he considered whether she would take the opportunity to expose their location to someone with ulterior motives.

Such trust is really rare in the wilderness, especially in the war-torn areas around Kazdel.

So Mastema responded with trust.

In her heart, she had already judged Viego as "a good man with good strength but who seemed to have never experienced any intrigue and conspiracy."

Anyone who has experienced being backstabbed by a stranger traveling companion in the wilderness would probably not be able to give the communicator to her without hesitation like Viego did.

——He didn't even ask what she and Lemuean had talked about, nor did he ask how many companions she had and what the situation was!

He is indeed a “good man” who saved me!

clang--!

The crisp sound of metal collision suddenly rang out the next moment.

Mostima was startled, and instantly realized that it was the sound of a crossbow arrow hitting the outer shell of the SUV. He lowered his head reflexively: "...Someone is attacking us!"

"It's just a tactic to tire the enemy out. They just hit us casually, trying to use this method to consume our energy." Viego didn't even glance at us, but calmly maintained the direction of the off-road vehicle.

He said, "Don't worry too much, Mastema - you won't get hurt when you're with me."

"...!"

Mostima's eyes widened slightly, staring at Viego blankly.

After two seconds, the angel girl came back to her senses, looked up and smiled: "Since you said so, then I believe you, Viego."

She had to admit that Viego's calm demeanor and firm and confident words did affect her emotionally.

This guy... is really good at showing off.

However, it does seem that I feel a lot more at ease.

......

For a period of time afterwards, it was indeed as Viego said, except that from time to time a crossbow arrow would fly from the darkness, or it could be some harmless offensive Originium skills.

This is the enemy's harassment tactic.

But we can't really be completely unprepared.

——Otherwise you will be hit hard out of the blue.

It's hard to guard against, like there's a fly flying around your ear when you're sleeping at night.

I couldn't hit it, and the buzzing sound beside my ears made it hard to sleep.

Mostima looked at the wilderness receding outside the car window and sighed:

“No wonder the notary office said that the Pardoner is hard to mess with… As expected, they are the most elite secret force in Kazdel. The ability to keep up with us is terrifying enough. It is even more terrifying that an enemy with such ability does not mind using despicable means.”

"Just be patient for two days. They won't wait too long." Viego tilted his head slightly, glanced in the direction of the lingering sense of being watched, and joked:

"To put it in a scary way... maybe after what they did to me this time, the Absolutioner Organization will add a rule that says 'you are allowed to escape if you see Viego'?"

"You are really confident, Viego." Mostima also laughed.

......

In the distance, among the team of pardoners.

"...He looked over here. It seems he can sense us."

"It doesn't matter." The pardoner who had organized the meeting sneered in a low voice:

"The general under your highness has sent us healing supplies and witchcraft accessories that can help us hide our existence... Let's launch a tentative attack tonight to test his specific strength."

"Yes." A pardoner responded in a low voice.

Falling at the end of the team, the slender white-haired female pardoner subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword at her waist.

“Medical supplies”… ?

But he is clearly our compatriot, a living person...

It's really, disgusting.

Chapter 52: Mostima, how will you react?

The sun was setting, halfway below the horizon, casting its last ray of dim light on the earth.

Viego stopped the SUV in the empty wilderness, opened the door and got out, but suddenly fell into deep thought.

Mostima got out of the car and just as he walked around the front of the car, he saw Viego standing there motionless with an expression on his face.

"Viego? What's wrong with you?"

"...Nothing, I just suddenly got a little curious, does Sakta need to eat?"

"Ah...?" Mostima was stunned for a moment, and looked at Viego strangely: "Of course I need it, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"......" Viego covered his forehead with his hands. "But I didn't prepare any food in the car!"

He didn't bring anyone with him when he left, so he never expected to meet an angel girl on the way, so Viego didn't prepare any food or drinks in the car - not even a potato!

"Ah?!" Mastema's eyes widened. "What do you mean by no food?"

"That's what it means."

Mostima raised his hand to cover his forehead, feeling dizzy again, and subconsciously reached out to hold Viego's shoulders.

It's the kind that makes people dizzy.

"Viago, how did you survive before?" Mostima asked through gritted teeth, a little overwhelmed:

"We have no food, no water, and now there is a group of top assassins waiting to attack us... What should we do now?"

It wasn't even dark yet, but Mostima felt like he had been through a roller coaster of ups and downs in life...

Other people’s decades of life experiences might not be as exciting as her day today!

First he was attacked, then he was rescued. Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, he discovered that the person who rescued him was being hunted by a powerful and mysterious organization called the Pardoner. He breathed a sigh of relief again after discovering that the person being hunted might be very powerful and he might not die. Then...

And now we are told they have no food at all?!

Mostima felt that his concussion symptoms were getting worse.

"Don't worry, look around in the car, maybe we can find something to eat." Viego tried to comfort Mostima.

Maybe...W or Inès will leave him a farewell gift or something in the car?

W, with your personality, you will definitely put a potato-brand Ines in the car for me!

Viego doesn't need to eat, but Mostima doesn't.

She had just been injured and was weak. If she didn't eat, she might faint at any time.

If Viego had just picked up Mostima, he would not have cared about this and would have let her starve as long as she didn't starve to death.

But not anymore.

At least Mostima quickly established trust in Viego... Viego has always been a person who would respond to others with the same attitude no matter how they treat him. In this case, he naturally couldn't be indifferent to Mostima anymore.

"What do you mean? This car isn't yours?" The angel girl looked up blankly, and a glowing halo flashed before Viego's eyes.

It's a bit dazzling...but the light is too strong during the day, so I didn't realize that this white ring actually glows.

The race from another world is really amazing...

"It's mine, but I just got it a day ago... maybe my friends will put some farewell gifts in the car?"

Viego raised an eyebrow, turned around and walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk.

Babel is very generous. The car given to Viego is brand new and armored. It is said that it has been personally tuned by Korthy to ensure that it can perform at its best in the wilderness.

Viego did not check everything in the car before leaving, so he didn't know whether W or the people from Babel put anything in the car other than fuel and lubricants.

But this time, I did make some discoveries.

In the trunk, in addition to a large pile of fuel and maintenance tool boxes, there were also several boxes of different sizes placed separately, each with a note attached.

The top one was a cardboard box, also the smallest one, with a note with Inès' name on it. When she opened it, she found a hand-woven scarf inside.

No wonder I didn’t see Inès when I left... Maybe she spent the whole night weaving this scarf and didn’t want me to see the dark circles under her eyes?

This is the first time I've received such a gift... It's quite strange. Viego smiled, folded the cardboard box again and put it aside.