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

"That should be the case. How did that guy know we were here?" Horn wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued to hold up his broken shield, staring at Mandela floating in the air.

“A little bit of speculation. After all, you can only use the signal station here to transmit information, right?” Linley shook his finger. “Also, your physical fitness and shield are not as good as the girl I know. Can’t you withstand this level of Originium skills?”

If it were her, she would probably rely on her own qualities and that Prajna to hold on. The hunter touched his chin and said, he hasn't been back to Longmen for a while, but he should be able to go back and take a look at the end of this year, right?

"I'm really sorry that I'm not Vayfan." Horn retorted unhappily, "Do you want us to help?"

“Help? Just don’t hold me back. Go do what you need to do, and I’ll take you out of here.” Linley shook his head. “But I think you’ll still be a step behind.”

Almost in the next second, the entire base station was filled with the announcement of Deep Pool. Whether it was the shelling of the Victoria garrison or their existence, all the actual events that had occurred were spread out, while the part about Deep Pool killing civilians was hidden by them.

"Captain..." Bagpipe looked at Horn, whose face was as pale as the bottom of a pot, "What they said was true, but they didn't say anything about themselves! We have to pass on the truth about this ghost army, no matter how many people believe us!"

"That's right, this battle isn't over yet! Bagpipe, let's go!"

Without hesitation, Horn immediately walked towards the launch pad with Bagpipe. To Linley's surprise, Feilin did not take this opportunity to attack the two of them, but floated silently in the air. However, the gravel and stones that kept circling around her simply told the hunter that Mandela was in a very bad mood.

"Ahmoni, Ahmoni... you bastard, you tricked me here just to grab this opportunity to speak?" Mandela's eyes were filled with unparalleled anger, "And I have to clean up this garbage for you? Why?"

While releasing countless stone cones, Filin nervously shouted: "I'm going to Londinium... I'm going to Londinium soon!!!"

However, the stone cone was directly crushed by the arc storm, and Linley’s voice was heard by the other party at the right time: “Don’t think about those things, Miss Mandela.” The man’s fist flashed with blue and white lightning, and the judgment-like declaration echoed again:

"You can't go anywhere!"

"Then I will kill you!" Mandela roared and smashed down the stone pillars one after another. His violent appearance was even more violent than when he faced Horn and his group just now!

But the opponent she was facing was not on the same level. Lin Lei immediately ran towards Mandela, and electric current surged around the hunter's body. No matter whether it was a heavy stone pillar or a sharp stone cone, it was nothing more than a punch!

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

In less than three breaths, the distance between Linley and Mandela was less than three meters, and Mandela's eyes, which could be called crazy, were staring at the hunter. The number of stone pillars and stone cones increased exponentially, and she was already using her Originium skills without regard for the consequences.

But how can mortals withstand the howling storm?

There was no way, no way to resist! The fist that was completely wrapped in the arc energy was smashing the stone pillar thrown by Mandela bit by bit. In almost a breath, Linley had jumped into the air and Mandela was right in front of him.

The stone shield formed by condensed gravel was formed almost at the same time. This stone shield was enough to withstand the bombardment from the horn and the attack from the bagpipe's city-breaking spear.

But now it can't stop a fist wrapped in electric current!

"boom!"

The stone shield shattered, and the fist hit Mandela's lower abdomen without any surprise.

The severe pain, numbness and unspeakable shock made Mandela's eyes roll back and he fell to the ground. The jet pack he used to move in the air was directly turned into a pile of scrap metal by the electric arc.

'boom! '

Mandela fell hard to the ground, but the fall also woke her up from her brief coma. Although the severe pain in her abdomen made her frown, her body fell to the ground out of her control and she could hardly exert any strength.

“You’re still awake? I think this punch of mine could make most people sleep for a month.” Linley walked slowly in front of Mandela and looked directly into his eyes, which were filled with hatred. “Do you want to keep fighting?”

"Who are you? Why are you helping those damn Victorians to fight against us?"

“Just a hunter who happened to pass by.” Linley sighed, “I’m going to tell you something you may not want to believe. You have been sold out by your leader.” The blue electric current on the man’s fingertips transformed into black and red psychic lightning.

"No, it's impossible! I am one of the leader's most important chess pieces. How could she..." For the first time, the crazy warlock showed a helpless and even desperate look on his face. "Impossible, you must have been hired by Ahmoni!"

“My salary is high, not enough to earn this kind of extra money.” Linley sighed. “Don’t worry, you won’t die just for disgusting that Drake. It’s just that you won’t remember anything about the past for a long time… or for the rest of your life.”

"This is also my judgment on you!" Psionic energy as vast as an ocean flowed along the hunter's fingertips and attacked Mandela's brain. This was the most cruel use of psychic energy from the Ghost Army - brainwashing.

From now on, the Avengers will completely lose their purpose and memory of revenge, which in itself is the cruelest punishment.

051. Look what I caught again

"No, please, don't do this..."

But no matter how much Filin begged, Linley’s psionic energy still arrived as expected, and the black and red electric current erased all the memories that Mandela should have.

The childhood in Oak Forest County, the eternal fire, the call and guidance from Abrana, all the memories that drove Mandela forward disappeared without a trace like the receding tide and left a large blank.

The result of the memory and the mental shock was coma. Yes, this Originium Warlock who didn’t faint after being hit by Lin Lei was now in a coma.

“I don’t know what kind of personality you’ll have when you wake up.” Linley muttered as he picked up the girl by the waist and carried her on his shoulders. Compared to a certain Miss Draque with a huge dragon tail, this petite Mandra was unexpectedly light.

In a sense, this film is a perfect candidate for someone to take advantage of.

Of course, Linley didn’t have such a weird hobby, nor was he interested in the car. However, when he carried Mandra and found the horn and bagpipes sitting there resting, Rupert, who was covered in wounds, looked at Linley with a strange expression:

"I thought you were going to kill her straight away."

“Do I look like someone who loves to kill people?” Linley stared at the horn and bagpipes with dead eyes. Compared to the miserable captain, the silly girl was in much better mental and physical condition. “Has the message been sent?”

"Well, although we don't know how many people can receive our message, we have done everything we can now." Fengpi nodded, "It's just that the captain's current condition is not good..."

"I can see. Tsk tsk tsk, how did you get beaten so badly by a warlock at close range?" The hunter chuckled and put Mandela on his shoulder into Fengpi's arms: "Help me carry it, and you guys follow me from now on."

“Where should I go with you? We have to hurry back to Londinium to report.” Horn flatly rejected Linley’s proposal, but Linley did not dare to be surprised. After all, it was the duty of a soldier to obey orders, and there was nothing wrong with Horn’s statement.

But considering their current condition and the unclear situation in Londinium, going back with injuries all over their bodies would be tantamount to suicide.

“Come back to Rhodes Island with me for treatment. Yes, this is my decision and not something I would discuss with you.” Linley walked straight to Horn, and with a touch of soft white light, his fingers easily passed over Horn’s blocking arm and poked the other’s forehead.

"Anyway, neither you nor that silly girl can beat me, and instead of risking your life to rush to Londinium, it won't be a problem if you follow me to get treatment first." The hunter said as he picked up the horn by the waist and even picked up the broken but still heavy shield.

"Bagpipe, remember to take my spoils with you. Let's go!"

“Uh… yes!” Seeing that her captain was already in the enemy’s hands, the Vaifan girl could only loudly obey Lin Lei’s orders. After all, although Fengpipe was a little silly, she knew that what the man said was not wrong.

And Horn could only let the other princess hold him and said coldly:

"Is this how you kidnap people in Rhodes Island?"

"We just want to help you. Do you really want to die on the road?" The hunter shrugged. The girl Rupert was now covered in the smell of blood and a faint smell of sweat, which was not a pleasant smell, but they couldn't let Vaifan, whose physical condition was only slightly better than hers, to carry her.

“Also, have you ever thought that Londinium is different now than when you came here? Otherwise, why hasn’t there been any movement over there if you haven’t sent any news back for so long?” Linley’s words, which were almost like a scolding, immediately calmed down the somewhat overheated Horn.

Feeling the calmness of the person in his arms, Linley’s voice became much calmer. “And if Victoria undergoes such a big change, Rhodes Island will definitely not choose to stay out of it, so you can rest well over here first.”

"You are not a company in Victoria, why are you getting involved in this mess?" The sound of the horn was very soft. Although it was a bit embarrassing, this female warrior like steel felt warmth and comfort which was rare. It was so comfortable in this man's arms, and it was so warm that she felt like she wanted to sleep there.

“I don’t care, but the civil unrest in Deep Pond and the ideas and conspiracies of Duke Victoria will surely cause people who were originally living in peace and happiness to fall into the hell of war, just like what is happening in Little Hill County now.” Linley’s pace was not fast. After all, he still had to ensure that the silly girl behind him would not be ambushed by the soldiers of Deep Pond.

"My little leader, although she is not very old, she is really kind." A rare smile of 'doting' appeared on the hunter's face. That expression was not like the expression of an employee facing his leader, but rather like the expression of an elder brother or even a father caring for his own child.

“Rhodes Island is following her will, and I will naturally help her achieve this goal. Of course, after this trip, I won’t have to do many things anymore.” But before he finished speaking, Linley’s expression changed again: “As for you, Rhodes Island will be a temporary haven for you to rest. That’s all you need to know.”

"What are you going to do with the Deep Pool cadre on Bagpipe's shoulder?"

“Let’s lock her up first, and we’ll talk later. It’s hard to say whether she can remember what happened when she wakes up.” Lin Lei said as he waved to the white rabbit whose shadow could already be seen. The members of Rhodes Island had already assembled before Lin Lei, and Outcast stood in the center of the crowd with Reed. The girl named Jenny was holding her Victorian flag and looking around carefully, fearing that she would be surrounded again.

“But you have to understand that her hatred and anger are not without reason. She is a native of Tara, and her hometown was indeed destroyed by Victoria.” As the person who erased the other person’s memory, Linley could naturally see everything that Mandela had experienced.

"Normally I wouldn't hinder someone's revenge, but this fire will burn her to ashes." The hunter said as he smiled at Froststar and Tallulah who were approaching.

"I am back."

052. Return to Rhodes Island

"Drejie, I won't say anything about these two Victorian soldiers being kidnapped by you, but the Philin on Oliver's shoulder must be from Shenchi."

Unlike Huang who was trying to get close to Fengpi and Horn, Outcast walked in front with Linley, her hands behind her back. She asked a question that everyone except Skadi, Tallulah, and Froststar was interested in:

"how did you do it?"

“How did you do that?” Linley raised his empty fist with a smile on his face, and then flashes of lightning flashed across it. “Of course, I had a fistfight with Miss Mandela from Deep Pond.”

"And then she fainted?"

“Of course not, but she was one of the few who didn’t faint after being hit by my punch.” Linley had an inexplicable smile on his face, “So I gave her another mind blast.”

"Will this Mandela become an idiot?" Skadi frowned, knowing what the man was going to say. "Or will her memory be cleared?"

“Of course it’s the latter. If it’s the former, then wouldn’t she even be eligible to atone for her sins?” Linley touched the hat on the girl’s head. “Did you see anything interesting with Froststar and the others, Skadi?”

“Those guys have very poor character. They shouldn’t have attacked those unarmed civilians.” Skadi narrowed her eyes and enjoyed Linley’s caress. “Although in my opinion, they are all equally weak.”

"There's no point in comparing the mainland's technology with yours. The gap is too big, isn't it?" The hunter chuckled. "Not only that, do you also think that the fight between these people is meaningless?"

"Well, this kind of bloodshed won't allow them to live one more second in front of Hai Si." Skadi's ruby-like eyes suddenly flashed: "In that case, we have prevented a lot of disasters for you before. Shouldn't you buy me a drink on their behalf later?"

“It’s fine if you want to have a few drinks, but fighting is always human nature.” Linley sighed and glanced at Tallulah: “Tallulah, have you met another Draco besides Reed?”

"No, we didn't encounter anything except some soldiers from the Deep Pool." Tallulah shook her head. Her iron-gray eyes were filled with curiosity. "So you mean you did?"

"Well, but let's talk about the specific experience after we return to the ship. There are some things I have to explain to our Miss Weicao."

The hunter glanced at Reed, who had obviously paused, but he didn't plan to say anything. After all, if he had any questions, it would be fine if he just talked to Rhodes Islanders, but the problem was that there were two people from the Victorian Army here.

"Let's talk about it later." He said softly, then turned his head to look at Sakota who was walking side by side with him: "How far are we from Rhodes Island's landship?"

"As long as we can get out of the border of Hill County, Rhodes Island will be able to pick us up at any time. The time should not be more than an hour." Outcast whispered, "And I think whether it is Kal'tsit or the Doctor, they will not leave us alone after getting the news about Hill County, right?"

But when Linley and his companions returned to Rhodes Island, it was already a day later. Horn and Bagpipe were directly sent to the intensive care unit by Kal'tsit and the medical staff, while Mandela was sent to the nursing room.

......

"So, as we speculated, there is indeed a private armed force in Hill County that is no less powerful than the Victorian regular army?"

Inside the locked office of the head of the medical department, Kal’tsit blew out a smoke ring and looked at Linley. “Forget about Philin, who is almost the same as a little idiot after being brainwashed by you, but what about Drake?”

The old lynx put its legs directly on the hunter's thighs. It felt like I hadn't seen this cat, which was usually aloof, so aggressive in dozens of chapters.

Lin Lei naturally didn't dare to move, and let the other party's round and smooth feet dangle on his body. It was a waste to have them hanging on his legs. They should be in my mouth...

"If you still have this kind of thought in your mind, I will call Mon3tr out and stuff it in your mouth." Kal'tsit said faintly, "That Draco is completely incomparable to Tallulah. She is like a child who has not found her goal yet."

“Because she has always been treated as the shadow of the leader of Deep Pool.” Linley said as he placed his hand on the woman’s feet. Hmm, the slightly cool temperature and smooth touch were the kind of ‘food’ that tasted and looked great. “For that little girl named Rafshini, the code name Reed is probably all she knows about herself.”

The man rubbed Kal'tsit's feet and spoke slowly, while Filin blew out a smoke ring. His emerald eyes did not look at Lin Yilei but at the ceiling:

"So there are actually two leaders of Deep Pool, Draco's twins?"

“Yes, as for her sister, I’ve also seen her. In terms of strength alone, she should be comparable to Tallulah during the Reunion period, or even stronger.” Linley narrowed his eyes and recalled, “But if we add in their respective forces, even if the Reunion doubled, it probably wouldn’t be enough to defeat Shen Chi.”

"That Draco named Abrana must have the help and support of the Duke of Victoria. The funds and manpower required for such an army are definitely not comparable to those of an integrated movement dominated by infected people."

“Then there is a high probability that there will be a fleet in this deep pool, because this is something that every Grand Duke of Victoria has.” Kal’tsit, who knew Victoria much better than Linley, said softly, “It looks like the whole of Victoria is going to be in chaos again. You should know that Amiya is preparing to lead Rhodes Island to Londinium.”

"Well, they told me as soon as I came back. What on earth is happening in Londinium? Why is Amiya so anxious to take Rhodes Island there?"

“In a sense, Londinium no longer belongs to Victoria. It is controlled by Tracys, the regent of Kazdel.” Kelsey’s voice was a little cold, but Linley knew that the coldness was not directed at him. “Some historical issues may be resolved in Londinium, and this civil strife must also be resolved.”

"besides..."

"besides?"

"Help me massage for a while longer, and don't go back to your dormitory tonight, stay here with me!"

053. Wake up

“Why do you smell like cigarettes?” Shuangxing, who was sitting opposite Linley, frowned slightly. “You didn’t smoke with Kal’tsit in the office all night, did you?”

In response to this, Linley could only smile awkwardly: “Keep your voice down. We should just keep this matter to ourselves. It won’t be a good thing if we tell others about it.”

For example, last night, in addition to cigarettes, he also put feet and tongues into his mouth. This kind of thing must not be told to anyone. If he really told it, he would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture hanging on the bridge. But last night he and a certain old lynx whose name cannot be revealed did try out all the operations that can be played and some that cannot be played. Except for not reaching the last step, it can be said that all the unlockable postures have been unlocked.

All I can say is that it is indescribably wonderful. Indescribably wonderful. Linley was inwardly admiring Kal'tsit's legs, while looking at Froststar in a serious manner:

"By the way, has Mandela woken up?"

"She's awake, but she's not in the right state right now." Froststar looked around to make sure no one else was listening before continuing, "Not only has she lost her memory, but even her common sense is almost the same as Keobe's."

“Doesn’t that mean she has no common sense at all?” Linley was immediately shocked. That stupid dog named Keobe ate the plate when he came to his window to get food. “Doesn’t that mean Mandela doesn’t know anything now?”

Shuangxing shook her head: "I can't say for sure, at least the results from the instruments and some tests are like this, and Weicao is not willing to go over and meet her. But the two Victorian soldiers are quite interested in Mandela now."

“They’re not interested in that. That Mandela killed a lot of the teammates of those two people before.” Linley shook his head. “Did they suggest that I go over there?”

"Well, both Amiya and the doctors who examined her said so. After all, the kitten is now no different from being autistic." The white rabbit nodded: "But if you want to go over, go and take a bath first, otherwise don't come out today!"

“I’ll go right away.” Linley raised his hands high in surrender.

By the time Linley had finished washing up and changed into his uniform, Amiya was already standing at the door of his dormitory. The little rabbit’s soft, slender ears were swaying gently as the girl moved unconsciously. Her slightly long coat and the pair of small feet wrapped in black stockings made the girl even cuter.

And when the man opened the door, the little rabbit immediately jumped into his arms and said in a sweet and tender voice: “Mr. Lin Lei!”

“Long time no see, Amiya. I think it’s good that you haven’t abused your Originium skills recently.” Linley patted the girl’s head, then lifted her up slightly so that she could sit in his arms. “Let’s go. We’re going to see Mandela, right?”

“Well, by the way, Mr. Linley, what kind of organization do you think Deep Pool is?” The girl asked with a hint of curiosity. “From the report submitted by Outcast and the others, it seems that this group is under the pretext of liberating Tara, but it seems that they don’t mind killing Tara’s civilians as well.”