Ark Traveler, I want to take a day off today too

"Well, what's the problem?"

“No problem, I just want to ask if you don’t feel cold being frozen like this?” Feilin said as he placed his fingers on the ice flowers blooming on the girl’s chest. It must be said that the ice sculpture Lin Lei made this time was much more delicate than the previous nine.

Then, waves of chilly air emanated from above, causing Huang to shiver. The temperature was much lower than when she was sparring with the white rabbit.

“It’s okay, it’s just a little cold.” Weicao said calmly. She then looked at Tallulah, who was standing there as if she was choosing her words, and Outcast and Linley, who were watching the show. “I hope you can keep your promise.”

"Then tell me, Miss Weicao." Frost Star, who was standing behind, stroked his palm and said lightly, "We will not break our promise, but if you lie to us, you will have to pay a corresponding price."

"The Deep Pool will liberate the entire Tara region, and this is the first stop of this operation and the time to announce the existence of the Deep Pool to the world." Ravshini opened her eyes wide, "The flames of the Deep Pool will burn away the shackles that have oppressed the Tara people for hundreds of years!"

"But you haven't really taken control of this city yet, and Victoria's army is still putting up a strong resistance." Talullah responded calmly, "What you're doing will only cause more suffering to all the Tala people living here."

"And those who should not have died will lose everything in your actions." The former tyrant of the Integration Movement stated a fact coldly and clearly: "Save the Tara people? This may be your slogan, but in my opinion, you are just thugs who act arbitrarily under the selfish desires of that leader!"

"And you, Miss Reed, you may not be able to bear or want to do this, but you still did it... Tell me how many innocent people have disappeared in your flames?" Taluna drew the long sword from her waist and pointed it at the ground. The fire of dawn turned the ice on Rafshini's body into steam.

"This flame is so warm... Is this her flame?" Ravshini was stunned. She had seen her sister use flames to bring the dead back to the world. The purple flame might become her nightmare for the rest of her life.

And this Draco in front of her was so angry, but why was his flame so gentle? The girl could even feel that some of the damage on her body was recovering at an extremely fast speed - this was something completely different from the flame she controlled.

"You can choose to leave now, but I hope we won't meet on the battlefield in the future, because then you will see the true power of my flame... and my anger." The Tyrant leaned on his sword and looked at Ravshini, his iron-gray eyes without any fluctuations: "Of course, you can also choose to help us evacuate those innocent people who are about to be attacked by you and the Victorian garrison."

Upon hearing this, Mercer and Outcast looked at each other, and they said almost in unison:

"Then let's start the vote, fellow Rhodes Islanders! Should we evacuate Hill County directly or evacuate the civilians first?"

044. The sixth bullet is not necessary

"So you two mean that Rhodes Island wants to intervene in this power struggle?" Oliver's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone in the Rhodes Island office to hear. "I'm not saying that we shouldn't help the residents here evacuate, but..."

"If we do this, will Victoria's military and the Deep Pond troops behind Miss Reed be concerned about us?" The Rhodes Island operator, who has been in Hill County for a long time, carefully considered his words. "But no matter what, I will follow the wishes of the three elite operators."

Compared to Linley and Outcast who were looking at each other again and exchanging opinions, Huang, whose brain circuits were more straightforward, did not hesitate at all: “I must go to help these civilians. This is not the hardship they deserve, right?”

"If we meet those guys, just beat them up!" Huang said as he picked up his chainsaw and looked eager to try. But before she could say anything else, Frost Star had already approached her and silently put his hand on the other's neck.

"Ah!" The sudden cold feeling made Filin scream, while the white rabbit said expressionlessly:

"Don't get carried away so easily. Don't forget Huang... There are prerequisites for Amiya and the others to agree to bring you here for this operation. You have to listen to Lin... Dredjie."

"That's right, but Drjie should agree too, right?" Huang shook his head and looked at Skadi who was silent at the side. Miss Killer Whale just glanced at her lightly:

"Who knows? I do whatever he says. I have no opinion."

On the other side, Outcast picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and looked at Linley with a half-smile: “Drejie, can you tell me what you are thinking about now?”

“Me?” Linley did not answer directly but first glanced at Weicao, who wanted to move but did not dare to. “I was wondering, if their leader was captured by me, how many people would come to save her sincerely?”

“As for the evacuation of civilians, do your best, but there is a prerequisite.” Linley pulled out the thorn and spun it in his hand. “Don’t get close to the battle zone between the Deep Pond troops and the Victoria garrison. That is not where you should go.”

"If there are civilians in such places, please mark the location and notify us. We will handle those places." The hunter said as he stood up: "Come on, everyone, let's divide our respective areas, and each operator from the local office will lead one, how about that?"

Linley looked at Tallulah and the others, and they all nodded. “No problem. We will ensure their safety.”

At this time, Oliver quickly said, "I also know someone, Miss Jane from District 17. She often comes to the office. We all think of her as a half-Rhodes Island operator! If we find her, we can get a lot of help."

"Then I'll leave it to you. As for Outcast and I, we'll take Miss Reed around the city for a couple of laps."

"Oh? You've included me in the plan? I have no objection." Outcast nodded with a smile, "Do you want to go fishing?"

"Of course, on the other hand, there may be a few friends of Victoria who need our help." The hunter shook his head: "So what are your plans, Miss Drake of Deep Pond? If you choose to leave, we will keep our promise and let you leave."

The man's eyes, flashing with black and red electricity, stared directly at Wei Cao: "Or should you do something now while there is still room for recovery in this city?"

(Tara) "If I'm not mistaken, you're a Tara through and through, Miss Drake."

“Yes, I am.” Ravshini was a little surprised at the man’s fluent Tara language, but then she regained her composure and looked straight at Linley with her blue eyes: “If you do this, you may very well run into my sister…”

“Are you worried that something might happen to us?” Linley chuckled and said, “You know, we were fighting each other to the death just a quarter of an hour ago.”

"You... are good people and shouldn't get involved in this mess." Weicao's voice was very low, and at this time everyone except Outcast walked out of the room silently - because the plan has been made, and now is the time to implement it. After all, nothing is easier than waiting, right?

"My sister has been planning for today for a long time. Even if the Victorian defenders have the Originium weapons smuggled from other dukes, they can't stop the Deep Pool's advance today."

"Little girl, we don't care about the life and death of Shen Chi and Victoria's army. We only know that the civilians who have been living here are innocent, right? Now Shen Chi has ignited the anger of these people and wants to let this fire burn everyone here to death... We can't just sit back and watch this kind of thing."

Outcast said as she took out her gun and loaded bullets into the magazine one by one. However, she stopped when she loaded the fifth bullet and looked at Linley curiously:

"Drejie, I'm curious as to how much of the legends that are so widely spread among the ships are true."

“That depends on what legend you’re talking about?” Linley was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn’t expect Outcast to suddenly ask him such a question. Almost half of the rumors about him on Rhodes Island were spread by that stingy capitalist.

"Such as defeating a genuine pure-blooded Wendigo?" Sakota held a custom-made etched bullet from Rutland in his fingers and looked at his colleagues with great calmness - this was a decision whether he needed to risk his life in the next action.

“Then I can only answer you that it is genuine.” Linley nodded. “Put away that bullet, Ms. Outcast. I don’t know much about Lateran’s code and doctrine, but Doctor Kelsey has told me a lot about you.”

'For example, the sixth bullet that will definitely kill me.' The hunter added silently in his heart: "You just need to keep an eye on Draco, whose will is not particularly strong, in the next operation."

"Is that so? Then I'll wait and see." Outcast was stunned for a moment and put away the bullet. "It seems that my old friend has a special relationship with you~"

"She is my savior and the reason why I chose to stay in this place in the first place." The hunter pulled out his hand cannon and extended his hand to Wei Cao: "Then let's go. Are you ready to become enemies with your former colleagues, Miss Wei Cao?"

045.Ahmoni

"You told me that the impostor was taken away?"

Mandela, who was petite and could even be said to be extremely in line with the aesthetic taste of those who liked lolita, narrowed her eyes and stared at the green-haired Filin in front of her: "Where are the guards you left with her?"

"They all died in front of the villa. The soldier responsible for personal protection and surveillance had his head pierced by a sharp weapon, and the rest of the heads were left with holes one after another." The Deep Pool cadre named 'Ahmoni' grabbed his Originium staff with a faint smile on his face.

To be honest, Mandela didn't like her colleague very much. Whether she won or lost, this woman's expression basically never changed - and she almost instinctively acted as a "suck-up" who trusted her leader very much. Mandela felt that the person in front of her had no loyalty to Shen Chi at all.

But unfortunately, Mandela has not yet found any evidence or details related to her. If she could, the leader would surely praise her and then burn this guy to ashes with that beautiful flame!

Just like Mandela couldn't stand Ahmoni, the double agent of Duke Victoria also thought that this crazy woman was a lunatic. But what to do? Deep Pool still needed such an executioner.

"Let the Orator guys go find her. I'm going to take my men to deal with the Victorian garrison that is still resisting stubbornly." Mandela shook his head and decided to start wearing the jet pack. These equipments sponsored by the Duke and produced by Deep Pool's own arsenal are no worse than the current Victorian army.

"Wait a moment, Mandela."

Ahmoni stopped the crazy woman who was about to enter the battlefield and said, "Let the garrison fire more shells. Our vanguard can still hold out for quite a long time. In addition, I want you to do another very important thing."

"Is it you... or the leader who needs it?" Mandela's golden eyes flickered, "Don't confuse the two."

"Chief, do you remember our goal before we came? We also need to send people to occupy those base stations that can release information. Then we can announce the cruel acts of those garrisons and our existence to the entire Tara area and the world." Ahmoni had her usual smile on her face, and at this time there were bursts of artillery fire outside the house - Victoria's garrison had begun their indiscriminate bombing.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

"You are provoking me, but it doesn't matter. This is all for Shenchi." Mandela looked at him deeply, then turned and left. "I will get rid of all the guys who want to use the base station to do bad things."

"Then I wish you good luck." Ahmoni kept smiling, and soon after Mandela left, she whispered: "I also hope that my old classmates can survive~"

......

"Those two ladies told us to find and bring her back at all costs. *Victoria swears*, who could kill someone right under our noses and take her away?" The Deep Pool officer codenamed 'Bandit' looked at his colleagues - they had similar codenames and attire, and had almost the same ambitions:

"Let's find her first! No one can bear the leader's wrath." The 'Accountant' said calmly, "As long as she is still here, we will definitely find her!"

"Not only that, you have to know that the woman is the leader herself in the eyes of many soldiers and our partners. If we let her escape from our control, no matter if the person who gets her is an enemy or a "friend" with ill intentions, the consequences will be disastrous." As the real think tank of the team, the 'Orator' said:

"So let's go, even if it means turning the entire city upside down. No one can escape from the Deep Pool, and no one can peek into the secrets of the Deep Pool!"

No matter how ambitious these six cadres were, it did not prevent Ravshini, who was following Linley with a spear in hand, from staring in amazement at the people in front of her as they moved around wantonly. The shells that were raining down seemed to avoid the three of them and fell on the surrounding streets.

"It looks like Victoria has decided to clear the countryside and not leave anything for Deep Pool." Outcast sighed and pulled out a shivering young man hiding in the ruins: "Run out of the city now, kid!"

“The bombardment area is constantly advancing. If you walk in that direction carefully, you will be fine!” The old lady pointed in the direction and pulled out her revolver. It could be said to be revelation or instinct that she could feel a large group of unfriendly guys approaching her and Lin Lei.

So Outcast whispered, "Drejie, someone is coming."

“I know, but Miss Weicao, don’t you really consider covering your face?” Linley nodded nonchalantly. “Seeing their leader working against them is a huge blow to the morale of the Deep Pond army. And I think after seeing you, those people will go crazy and surround you and try to take you away.”

"Isn't this exactly what you expected, the so-called fishing?" Rafshini whispered, but then a mask that looked like an eagle appeared in her hand, but the dense cracks on it silently told the long history of this thing.

"Fishing is fine, but if we catch all the fish at once, won't there be no fish left?" The hunter said as he used the butt of his thorny rifle to hit a Deep Pond soldier who was holding a spear and shouting, "Let go of the leader!"

"And that's not usually called fishing... it's called..."

"Electric fishing." Outcast added with a smile. The old lady squatted down and looked at the Deep Pool soldier who was lying on the ground with stars in his eyes. "Did you see her? Tell your superiors and colleagues that if you want to take your leader back, call for more capable fighters. People like you should not come over."

“I’m here to give you a gift anyway.” Linley said with a smile, “Put on your mask, Miss Weicao… Whatever concerns or ideas you have, wait until we have evacuated everyone before discussing them.”

Then the hunter seemed to remember something: "Of course, the same goes for you. You can decide whether to stay or leave at that time... But before that, how about we meet some unexpected guests? For example, do you know this woman?"

Before Linley could finish his words, he turned around, aimed at a building that had not yet been hit by artillery fire, and pulled the trigger!

"boom!"

The bullets shattered the wall but did not penetrate the warlock’s defense. The smoke and dust slowly dissipated. A woman with long green hair, Filin, was looking at Linley with a stiff smile. She had never thought that she would be discovered so easily, nor had she thought that the other party would take action so quickly. All her words turned into stumbling:

"Hello...hello?"

"My bad, Miss Filene of Deep Pond."

046. Don’t worry, there are neither too many nor too few bullets

Ahmonee tightly grasped the Originium staff that was like a baton. It could be said that this was the most nervous she had been since she faced the fire of her leader. Compared to the expressionless Sakota, the man pointing a gun at her was more frightening.

It was a feeling of being watched by a poisonous snake, and when the man with the gun said her code name, Ahmoni was so frightened that she almost dropped her only protective equipment.

“Judging from your appearance and voice, you must be Ahmonie, right?” Linley tilted his head. “Why do you want to take this child back? Or do you want to tell us that we have been surrounded by your Deep Pool and that surrendering is the best outcome?”

Ahmoni shook her head and forced herself to calm down. After all, she didn't want to joke with her life at this moment.

“My name…did she tell you?” Feilin pointed at the motionless Ravshini with a stiff face and asked. Linley just laughed.

"How is that possible? Even though this child was captured by me, he didn't say anything. I heard your name and the name of the one named Mandela with my own ears." The hunter said as he pulled the trigger at the side of Filin.

"boom!"

The thorns suddenly spewed out flames, and a soldier from Deep Pond who had quietly approached fell to the ground. After the gunshot, Linley’s voice reached Ahmoni’s ears faintly: “As for when you heard it, I can tell you. It was yesterday morning on the rooftop of the baron’s villa.”

"At that time? How is that possible?"

“Nothing is impossible, Miss Ahmonie.” Linley shrugged his shoulders but there was no smile on his face. “Well, now it’s time to tell me your intentions. You better think about it before you speak. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee that I won’t take action against you.”

"My purpose of coming here before was naturally to take the leader's sister back with me, sir." Ahmoni sighed, "Of course I admit defeat now, and I see that she has no intention of going with me, what do you think, Miss Lavshini?"

Before Draco could say anything, he was interrupted by Outcast: "Excuse me, this... uh, Miss Ahmonie, her name is Reed." The angel stroked her gun gently - as long as she wanted, she could accurately send an etched bullet into the head of the person in front of her in less than 0.2 seconds.

Of course, if it is not necessary, this old lady who can be said to be extremely kind will definitely not do this, but if there is a need, she still has to say it. After all, this may be the first time for the child to choose his own code name.

Draco said in a low but firm voice: "My name is Reed. Ahmonie, please tell your sister that I want to try other possibilities... At least I don't think your sister's current approach is correct."

"If this is your choice, I will convey it on your behalf." Ahmoni nodded. Unlike Mandela who didn't like reeds at all, this double agent still had some sympathy for this girl who lived like a doll - of course, it was not much, just like she did not leave a way out for her old classmate.

Just as Feilin was about to turn around and leave, the venomous snake called her again: "Don't leave in a hurry, I have one last question to ask you."

As Linley spoke, he lit up the cigarette he had just taken out and began to puff out smoke. Ahmonie, on the other hand, seemed to have her large, furry tail grabbed by someone and fell into a strange state of paralysis. “Do you… have anything else to say?”

"Mandela, where is that woman now?"

"She is in the communications base station area of Hill County, preparing to wipe out anyone who intends to take this opportunity to send a message." Without the slightest hesitation, Ahmoni sold out her colleague. Although the original arrangement should have seen the woman die in Londinium, now she had no choice but to let this fanatic go first for the sake of her own life!

"OK, OK, thank you very much for the information you provided, you can leave now."

After Ahmonie left quickly, Outcast asked slowly, "Are you going to those base stations?"

“I have this plan. After all, if my guess is correct, my friends in the Victorian Army should be there.” Linley nodded. “But with their level, they should be able to hold out for a while. The elite troops of the Victorian New Army should not be defeated so easily.”

"Before that, we have to deal with another troublesome part."

“For example, those self-righteous hyenas, once they see their target, they will try every possible means to take it for themselves or completely destroy it.” Linley glanced at Wei Cao and said calmly, “In a sense, your sister still owes us a favor.”

"Why?" Weicao obviously didn't follow the man's train of thought: "Aren't you using me to fish?"

"Helping your Deep Pool get rid of a group of less obedient thugs will give your sister more legitimacy for her future actions. Should you thank me for this?" The hunter snorted twice, and the thorns in his hand kept spitting out deadly spikes.

After every gunshot, at least one soldier from Shenchi would fall to the ground. It seemed that for this man who kept firing, hitting the target without missing a single bullet was just the most basic requirement. And Sakota, who was really good at using firearms, exclaimed in admiration:

"With your level, it shouldn't be a problem for you to serve as a Papal Knight, but I don't think you will like the atmosphere of that place."

"Indeed, and I don't have a good appetite for sweets. I prefer multi-grain pancakes and pot-crusted potatoes to all kinds of desserts."

"Then you are really not suitable for Rutland. How can someone not like dessert?" Outcast shook his head, and his usually gentle eyes became extremely sharp at this moment: "Also, it seems that the big fish we are looking forward to has taken the bait."

“Big fish, that’s not the case.” Linley chuckled and pulled Wei Cao to Outcast’s side. “After all, compared to these guys, I’m more looking forward to the appearance of the real leader of the Deep Pool.”

As the two talked, a group of Shenchi soldiers surrounded the street where they were. Behind the dense encirclement stood six people who were dressed slightly different from the soldiers. Wei Cao whispered the identities of these people:

"Roccoist, robber, accountant, prisoner, arsonist, poisonologist..."