I ruined Tyra.

The Patriot put away the broken amulet, picked up his halberd and shield, and walked alone towards the sunset.

But Tallulah doesn't know this now. She is more concerned about how many Sarkaz mercenaries she can reintegrate for her own use.

After she finished her conversation with the Patriot, she hurried to a small square via an elevator in another direction, where the Sarkaz mercenaries were already chattering and discussing what to do next.

When they saw the Dragon Girl, who claimed to have killed their leader W, coming to the stage, all the Sarkaz mercenaries stopped discussing.

A Sarkaz mercenary who was obviously a squad leader by his attire stepped forward.

"You killed W? What are you going to do?"

Tallulah opened her arms and began her speech.

"Liberate you so that you no longer need the Sarkaz as your leader.

And everything you want, I will bring you.”

The Sarkaz mercenaries discussed the answer privately for a while, and they soon came up with the answer.

The Sarkaz captain asked again: "Give us what?"

Hearing this question, Tallulah knew that the other party had been moved, and she only needed to continue with her original statement to control this army.

"war.

No more bland taste of slaughtering the weak, no more meaningless waste of fighting with eggs against rocks. I will give you a truly equal war.

Sarkaz, wandering demons.

What is about to be presented to you is not only the fear of the victims, but also the shame of your countless generations, as well as blood, death, and newly created ruins and the reshaping of steel.

I will bring you slaughter and death.

A new era has arrived, and in this era, war is king! "

Having said this, she drew her sword like a fanatical militant and pointed it in the direction of Longmen.

"Then, Sarkaz who are willing to taste this new era, please step forward."

The Sarkaz mercenaries discussed again and soon came to a conclusion.

None of the Sarkaz mercenaries moved. Only the Sarkaz team leader replied indifferently:

"Who do you want us to kill?"

Chapter 216: Cradle of Misery (4) Rosmontis, Forget-me-not

As this plot ended, Hellagur was pleasantly surprised to find that he could finally control the role of the Doctor, and the hard days of watching as a spirit were finally over.

Hellagur originally wanted to tell everyone to get out of the way and continue killing indiscriminately, but he was given a severe depressing attack at the beginning.

When he saw himself walking in the corridor of Rhodes Island holding the remains of Froststar, Hellagur was stunned, and his mind was full of thoughts: Is this the kind of hellish operation that a human could come up with?

Just when he was still holding the body, not knowing where to go, a little film girl came out from the next room at the right time.

Seeing the hooded man, the little girl was startled for a moment and asked tentatively:

"You are...doctor?!"

Hearing the other party calling his code name, Hellagur responded subconsciously.

"what?"

This answer could be considered as a tacit agreement. The little girl seemed to have seen someone she had been expecting for a long time and confirmed her thoughts.

She leaned forward and sniffed Hellagur with her small nose.

"It's you, no doubt about it. You do have that feeling that ACE brother and the others described, although... you smell a little different now?"

It was then that she realized that the person in the other person's arms had not moved, and her brothers and sisters told her that the person was very cold.

Having witnessed too many little girls becoming lonely, she carefully inquired about Frost Star's news, fearing that she might upset the Doctor in some way.

“The person in your arms…I don’t think I’ve ever seen his uniform before?

Can I ask... who are you holding?"

Herag thought carefully about his understanding of Froststar from the beginning of the game to now, from an enemy, a tough opponent to a respectable warrior, a tragic hero.

After thinking for a long time, he looked at the sleeping girl in his arms and said softly:

"A soldier."

As if she was surprised by this comment, the little girl subconsciously moved closer to take a closer look at this big sister Carters. Only then did she notice that both the doctor and she had wounds that seemed to have been inflicted just now.

What surprised her was that most of the wounds on the doctor's body were frostbite and cuts, yet they were all minor, let alone fatal.

She sniffed carefully and found it even more strange, because she could smell traces of many people communicating with each other on the two people.

There are ones for Sister Huang, Sister Huihou, and it seems there is also one for Sister Amiya?

Rosemary covered her head, the smell just now probably made her little brain go offline.

Helag looked at the little girl strangely. He was caught off guard and stabbed hard just now. He was in a negative mood and did not look at the film kitten carefully.

Now he realized that it was the new elite operator that appeared in the MV, but he seemed not to see the four strange things floating around the little girl?

The little girl looked at the doctor without saying anything. She was a little overwhelmed and inadvertently stretched out her hand to touch Frost Star, but quickly withdrew her hand before she touched it.

"Oh, no, I can't do that.

This is the first time I met her, so it's a bit rude to do this."

The little girl said to herself in panic, then bowed seriously to Sleeping Beauty, hoping that the other party would not mind her recent offense.

Seeing the other person like this, Hellagur's originally gloomy mood improved a little. Who doesn't like a child who respects others and pays attention to etiquette?

After apologizing, the little girl slapped her head suddenly, turned around, opened the room behind her, and revealed a special instrument.

"Um, Doctor, you want to use this machine, right?

It just so happens that I am on duty today and have just cleaned it up. I just need to register and then I can use it. "

Helag subconsciously looked up at the room sign - Comprehensive Biological Infection Treatment Room.

Oh yes, it seemed like he was going to be sent here, but he always felt something was weird.

Because Herag knew very well that this was just a game, and Frost Star in reality was still alive and well, and his greatest pleasure every day was playing pranks and listening to music.

And now he wants to cremate his opponent in the game. This feeling... is quite strange. I don’t know how Frost Star allowed this plot to exist.

But no matter how much fun and noise there is, the plot still has to move forward.

Fortunately, because Hellagur did not take the next step for a long time, the system considerately recommended a line.

“If this is indeed the final destination for the infected.”

"I'm sorry, Doc, I didn't mean to do that."

Noticing the other party's sadness, the sensible little girl helped open the hatch, and then came to Hellagur to help.

"Doc, all you have to do next is put her on this platform. Be gentle."

Herag declined her kindness, slowly walked forward holding the body, and then gently placed it on the platform.

After finishing the other person's final grooming, Hellagur took a few steps back and watched the platform automatically retract into the cabin.

The little girl walked forward and pressed a few buttons skillfully. The door of the processing cabin slowly closed, and a blazing fire suddenly appeared. The flames quickly engulfed the body.

Herag tried hard not to watch the whole process, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back this strange feeling.

However, he noticed one detail, that is, the little girl's operation was really too skillful.

“You are familiar with the operation.”

The little girl who was praying for the other party turned around and explained:

"Ah? Because I have done it many times."

For a moment, Hellagur really wanted to complain to Rhodes Island about illegally employing child labor and assigning them inhumane jobs.

He finally controlled his temper and asked "why".

“All the infected people in Rhodes Island will end up here.

If it’s someone I know, someone I’ve had experience with, or someone on my team, I’ll do it myself.

Doctor Touch once said that we should learn to respect life and send them off with dignity, so I applied to be on duty here.

The original instruction manual was very complicated, but I memorized the simple operation methods on the terminal. Just by looking at it, my body will become familiar with it. "

Herag was a little curious. The little girl just mentioned "feeling". What kind of "feeling" would she have?

"What does it feel like?"

Faced with this problem, the little girl thought about it seriously. Sometimes she really didn’t pay close attention to it. She had to think about it carefully.

"Maybe... like a chain?"

"chain?"

It was the first time that Herag had heard such a statement, but what the other party said made a lot of sense.

“Can we say it’s a string held by two people?

Dr. Kal'tsit said that sending away people who are connected to you is to untie the threads that are entangled with them.

The other end of the string is still tied to us, but even if it is no longer tied to anyone, the string will not fall down.

It's like... something is missing from my body. Sometimes I don't know what I've lost, but I know it's gone. They were there, but they'll never come back."

It was hard to imagine that a little girl was instilling philosophy into him. Herag nodded seriously; he had learned his lesson.

But he still had many questions and wanted to ask more.

“Why do you want to get familiar with this feeling?”

Faced with this question, the little girl choked and didn't know how to answer, but soon she said with some sadness:

"Maybe... it's because only when you are familiar with it, you won't suddenly feel sad?"

Herag's heart ached for a moment, and he realized then that the question he asked was a bit too much.

After reflecting on himself, Hellagur leaned over and wanted to ask her name.

"I don't think I know your name yet."

Just as the little girl was about to answer, the radio in the room started ringing at the right moment.

"Elite Operator Rosmontis, your identification code will expire in 15 minutes.

I will update you next, please stay where you are for 15 seconds.

In addition, a small-scale armed conflict has occurred in the boarding area. If possible, please go to support after the identification code is updated to reduce our resource consumption."

"Roger that, PRTS. Right on the way."

After receiving the message, the little girl quickly took out her communication terminal and wanted to record the task requirements.

"I'll write it down on the terminal."

"This is the sixth time I remind you that if you are willing to give permission to this system, the system can send information directly to your terminal."

However, PRTS's request was once again stubbornly rejected by Rosemary.

She puffed up her little face and said seriously:

"No! This is something only I...only I can write."

"Understood, please."

It was then that Hellagur finally learned her name, Rosemary.

If he remembered correctly, the flower language of rosemary in Ursus was forget-me-not and eternal memory.

After Rosemary carefully wrote down the task in the notebook, she noticed that she seemed to have not yet registered the name of the popular person in the cabin.

"Ah? I forgot to register her information.

Doctor, what's her name?

I thought, I should at least know her name.”

"Frost Star."