Arknights, but the sickly pretty girl starts

Most people would have gone crazy in this endless torture, but Noah has always maintained her precious rationality. Noah seems optimistic and never laments her fate. Is she really as open-minded as she appears?

As a patient who has been in pain and torture for a long time, she has no negative emotions in her heart. No... maybe it's not that she has no negative emotions, but that she has blocked these negative emotions.

Noa...is she using telepathic Originium techniques on herself?

The doctor suddenly thought of such a terrifying possibility. If this was true, then Noah was not only abusing her Originium skills, she had already made hypnotizing herself a daily routine, using hypnosis to cover up her own pain and the negative emotions that pain brought her. This hypnosis might indeed effectively suppress her emotions in the short term, but in the long run, emotions that could not be expressed would gradually become a dam that far exceeded its own accumulation, and the day of collapse was infinitely close.

Although it's just my guess, but based on Noah's personality... it's indeed possible for him to do so.

But Noah had already skipped the topic. If he wanted to ask more, now was not the time...

"It's getting late. I'll go find Kal'tsit to discuss the specific situation first. Noah... do you want to go with me?" The doctor sighed and could only hope that his guess was wrong. Otherwise, based on her personality, even if he tried to persuade her not to use her abilities like this, he would only get a rejection.

"I won't disturb you and Dr. Kal'tsit's private time. Just let me know a day in advance when you're leaving." Noah shook his head, dismissing the offer. "Good luck, Doctor."

"Okay, see you later then. Shall I wait for you at lunch?"

"It would be great if you could wait for me." Noah did not refuse the invitation to have lunch together. After all, they had been eating together frequently recently, and even Xinteleya, who had originally planned to be her dining partner, felt a little dissatisfied.

After the doctor left, Noah finally breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, when certain topics were mentioned just now, Noah was actually a little worried, especially when she thought about the possibility of meeting Abrana again on the battlefield, she got goosebumps all over her body.

Abrana was definitely one of the most troublesome opponents she had ever faced in her life. On the one hand, she didn't like such a possessive person to begin with, and it always reminded her of those guys from the Business Union she had dealt with in Casimir. On the other hand, she was no fool. Although she seemed to be treating her with respect, she actually planned to cremate her at any time...

It would be fine if I didn't have the ability to sense emotions, but I have to endure the murderous aura of that purple fire dragon every day.

But... as long as my luck isn't too bad, I don't think I'll ever meet him again. And even if I do, we'll be in a hostile relationship...

Noah shook his head, turned to look at the place where the noise came from, and waved. "Amiya, are you still going to hide?"

"...Ah? Miss Noah has already discovered it?" Amiya walked out from the corner a little embarrassedly. In fact, she had no idea that her ears were sticking out when she was eavesdropping. When it comes to hiding, Miss Amiya still needs to practice more.

"I guess so? I found out halfway through." To save Amiya's face, Noah didn't say he found out at the beginning. "So why did Amiya eavesdrop on us? You could have joined our discussion if you wanted."

"...I thought it was a private matter." Amiya's ears twitched, and she said a little embarrassedly, "That's why..."

"Amiya, you're so gentle." Noya naturally knew what Amiya was thinking. After all, they were both telepaths. They understood each other best, and she could deeply feel Amiya's concern for the Doctor and herself.

Different from me, Amiya is different from me.

She has her own charm, which can attract so many people to gather around her and gain the trust of so many people. She grew up in love, while I grew up in conspiracy and deception. Perhaps I can't blame the environment I am in. If Amiya was in the same position as me, perhaps she could do better than me.

Maybe...even if I were in Amiya's position, I would end up like this.

Some people say that a person’s outcome is determined when he is born. It is the irreversible torrent of fate, and people can only choose to go with it. Those who resist will be crushed.

Those who can truly defeat fate and hold fate by its neck are called heroes.

Noah always follows her own destiny and also resists her own destiny. She is a contradictory person. She seems to be a cunning person who coexists peacefully with fate, but she always has a rebellious heart.

She doesn't care how others see her. In order to protect the people around her, she can become a bad person, even to the point of depravity.

But... in front of Amiya, she still wanted to maintain her image as Noah's sister.

"Amiya." She squatted down and took Amiya into her arms. "You are a good child, a very good child."

and so--

"I'll walk with you for part of the way. Let's go to Londinium together."

-

"……strangeness……"

Behind the Rhodes Island ship, a girl wearing a huge wizard hat slightly lifted the brim of her hat with her palm, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"...It should be right in front..." she said to herself, but the line she felt had completely different fluctuations from before. This line, which should have been named Noah Kyrielight, was slightly distorted at this time, making it difficult for her to tell whether it was still the original one?

"...Ah, what a trouble. I ran so far just to chase someone. Although I wasted a lot of time on the road, at least I caught up with him, right?... Let's go up and take a look first." The work was not easy, the girl sighed. The girl, who had always been lazy, threw the small cube in her hand, then jumped and disappeared into the air.

The girl from the Lich King's Court finally caught up with the person she was looking for, but she probably didn't realize that as she approached her target, she was also destined to drag her own fate into the vortex.

-

Londinium, inside the Shard.

A general with short pink and white hair stood on a high place, and beside him, a lady in white stood solemnly.

Unlike the general's cold and hard face, the girl did not smile, but instead had a hint of sadness.

"Our project is nearing completion," the general said. His horns had already exposed his true identity: the Sarkaz, a race often bullied. But he stood here to change all that. This was his only chance.

The wind blew up his cloak, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. The capital of the most powerful empire on this continent seemed to be caught in the storm.

"...I hear the roar of the storm, and they hear it too," the woman began. Her voice was as gentle and resolute as ever. Though the sadness between her brows remained, she remained unwavering. "They are telling me they love the sound of it. They can't wait to become part of the storm, roaring recklessly in the air, devouring this hateful city before us."

She was just repeating what she heard, and it didn't represent her opinion.

"That's perfect," the general shook his head. "In ten days, the airship will be completed. Then they can fly over Londinium and become the navigators of this storm."

"I'll go with them." The lady looked at the general beside her. When was the last time they had been together? She remembered it vividly. Meanwhile, his face was frosted.

"That fits in with our plan. Since I need to hold the Shard, you're the best person to command our air force." He seemed to be speaking according to his plan, but the lady corrected him.

"No, Tracy, that's not what I meant." She spoke softly to her taciturn brother. "They and I, we can only go together."

"..." Tracy was silent. He seemed to smell that day again, the day when Babel left Kazdel. It rained that day, and he stood there, watching them leave.

In fact, he had a premonition at that time. At this moment, the expectations of the two of them had collapsed, and what followed was nothing more than a slow death.

But this time, although he hesitated, he still spoke.

"it is good."

Tracy looked up. "Before you leave, you still need to fulfill your duties."

As the elder brother and the regent of Kazdel, he seemed to be wearing a mask.

"The royal court needs you, and our warriors need their most trusted monarch. Besides, you are better at construction than I am. Since you started attending royal court meetings, our construction speed has increased by ten percent."

"I won't forget what I'm supposed to do." Not getting the answer she wanted, Theresa put on her Demon King mask and responded. "Also, I noticed you removed those... guards. The Absolver has been complaining about you a lot, hasn't he?"

"It was the Military Committee's decision to withdraw the guards around you. We need more sentries to deal with the crisis during the most critical period." Of course, Tracys could not admit that he did not want to continue doing this, so he could only use some high-sounding words to cover up the past.

"If necessary, I can also go to the battlefield."

"You stay here."

"……Um?"

"This tower... and the airship, these are the core of our plan."

Tracy's expression remained unchanged, but he still hesitated for a moment, probably thinking of a reason.

He had actually always been easy to understand, at least that was what Theresa thought.

"Once these two projects are fully completed, Kazdel will have the power to fight against all nations."

"...against all nations..."

Theresa was silent for a while. Although she already knew the whole plan, she still felt that this vision was too... unbelievable.

"Aren't you always worried about whether they'll allow us to rise again?" Tracy shook his head. "Soon there won't be any need for that."

“Yes…” Theresa looked up at the dark clouds in the sky. “—If we can control the direction of the storm, who would worry about the dark clouds floating overhead?”

In the past, the Sarkaz allowed themselves to be chased by their enemies, rising up from the ruins time and time again, rebuilding their homes time and time again, and watching their homes torn to pieces in the wars they provoked time and time again.

Sarkaz, Sarkaz are rootless people.

Why? Because they've taken the best land, preventing us from taking root. Two hundred years ago, in the war, two heroes fought tooth and nail to repel the foreign enemies... but they still couldn't save Kazdel.

After that, how much time did it take the two heroes to barely gather the remnants that were scattered all over the place?

How much time did it take them to transport some despised fragments to the wasteland they also despised, and rebuild Kazdel under the noses of Victoria and Ursus?

Two hundred years? Yes, a full two hundred years.

What about next time? If our Kazdel is destroyed by war again, how long will it take us to rebuild it?

Five hundred years? Or even longer?

The enemies are about to succeed because we have become accustomed to wandering.

Repeated destruction may never be able to extinguish the spirit of the Sarkaz, but in fact it has broken us apart.

Today, Kazdel is just a crowded residence, not a home.

More Sarkaz are wandering around the outside world, with only tomorrow's bread in their eyes but no further dreams.

Even the Royal Court...Kazdel only has the legend of ten royal courts, and most of the royal tents are empty.

So, the Sarkaz need a war.

This time, the flames of war will begin at the foot of the Sarkaz. Victoria, Ursus, Letania... no city, no land will be spared.

In the next hundred years, the enemies will no longer have the energy to set their sights on Kazdel.

No... not only that. Once we have the power to lead the storm - they will in turn fear the Sarkaz's gaze, just as they fear the coming of the storm.

The storm—the storm is gathering at the top of this tower where we stand.

They'll see us in the heart of the storm, and any Sarkaz enemies will do their utmost to stop us.

Then let them come.

If I can't save Kazdel now, then let Terra burn.

Chapter 25: The Driver Margaret

The weather is a bit gloomy.

Five hundred and twenty-seven kilometers from Londinium, Rhodes Island anchored at an abandoned mining platform.

"Doctor Kal'tsit, the docking procedure will be activated in one hour and forty-eight minutes." Noah handed the terminal to Doctor Kal'tsit for inspection. After the docking procedure was activated, Rhodes Island would enter a semi-dormant state, partly to conserve energy and partly to allow for the immediate response of the departing team, or to provide rescue in an emergency.

"Okay. Before that, make sure the docking area is operational." Dr. Kel'tsit looked at the terminal Noya handed over, and nodded with satisfaction after checking it. "Thank you for your help, Miss Noya."

"It's nothing, just my job." Noah shook her head. "It's just... I didn't expect Margaret to be delayed along the way. She said she bumped into someone, and I don't know when she'll arrive."

"It's so hard to meet, what a pity." Viviana beside her nodded and said, "Is it really true that I don't need to join the team?"

"If Viviana comes along, we'll be too big a target." Noah smiled and shook his head. "This time, the Doctor, Amiya, me, and Dr. Kal'tsit are actually more than enough. At least we need someone to guard the house, right?"

"Miss Viviana's Originium skills are indeed more suitable for Rhodes Island," Dr. Kal'tsit also spoke up. In fact, a big reason for not bringing Viviana along was... her horns were too conspicuous. In situations where stealth was likely required, Viviana was indeed not suitable for participation... Not to mention the easy discovery of her large horns, the possibility of her getting stuck in a narrow place was already very troublesome.

However, it might be a bit rude to say so, so Noah and Kal'tsit both explained it in a more tactful way.

"One hour and forty-eight minutes... Unless Margaret can reach Rhodes Island within that time, we'll probably have to wait until I return to Rhodes Island before we meet again." Noah sighed. "Who told her to rush through traffic?... She must have bumped into someone. I hope she's okay."

"Warfarin, are all the critically ill patients properly taken care of? Are you not slacking off?" Kal'tsit casually asked Warfarin who was arranging tasks for the medical department. As one of the oldest veterans in Rhodes Island, Warfarin had the highest authority after Kal'tsit - although her own personality problems strictly restricted her, she was also one of the few medical department operators who could command the support of the public.

"Don't worry, there are only three patients left who will have surgery tomorrow, and the mobile beds will be ready soon... Wait, why are you so harsh when you urge me? When you stand here with a stern face, our medical operators can't help but glance at you a few more times. Who can get up faster?" After finishing the report, Huafalin did not forget to complain a few words, and her tone was just like that of a nagging woman.

Indeed, Dr. Kal'tsit spoke in a gentle tone when she spoke to Noah, but the tone was completely different when she spoke to Warfarin.

"Urgent situation."

"Okay, I know. No more joking." Huafalin pursed her lips. She also knew that Noah was one of the few friends that Kal'tsit was willing to treat gently, and that the friendship between them was not shallow. It was just that she had done something wrong.

"Ever since entering Victoria, every day has been like a war for us—if you hadn't transferred so many operators away in advance, like Weimo and Skadi, we wouldn't be in this situation..."

"Rhodes Island needs to continue operating as normal." Kal'tsit ignored Warfarin's complaints and interrupted her chant. "Warfarin, we reached a consensus at the first resolution meeting."

"I have no objection. Ever since you asked Mon3tr to tie me to this rotten boat four years ago—"

"Ok?"

"...I mean, when you invited me to join Rhodes Island, we agreed that I'd be a doctor studying oripathy with you." Warfarin softened at Kal'tsit's glare. "What about 'following the new Demon Lord to fight back to Kazdel'? That was never in my contract, even if Londinium replaced Kazdel."

"This is true for many of our operators. I have no intention of forcing any operator to participate in a mission that is irrelevant to their long-term goals." Kal'tsit looked at the Blood Demon in front of her. It was no exaggeration to say that the Blood Demon in front of her was probably one of the oldest beings in the entire Rhodes Island. It was no exaggeration to say that she was very likely to be involved in Rhodes Island's operation this time, even if it had nothing to do with her original intention.

After all, the Sarkaz have joined the organization to which the new Demon Lord belongs... You said you were just a scientist, but to be honest, even Warfarin herself doesn't believe it.

"Even if we have to take other actions, we can't ignore the infected everywhere," Kal'tsit said. "The Doctor and Amiya have already left. We'll have to catch up later. By then, Rhodes Island will be in your hands."

"Ah, if it weren't for these tasks, there would be more elite operators going to Londinium. I wonder what happened to Amiya and the others." Although Huafalin said she was unwilling to participate, she was still very worried about the safety of the little rabbit.

"We'll get the news once they reach the vicinity of Londinium," Noah added. "But I'm also worried about Amiya's situation. I can actually follow them."

Warfarin and Kal'tsit did not respond. In fact, Noah did intend to follow, but was controlled by the Doctor's words "Wait here for a moment, Margaret". Noah did not follow, and Kuro naturally could not follow either. So the current combat strength of Amiya's team is actually a bit lacking.

To be honest, everyone can understand why Noah was so obsessed with Margaret's news for so long... It's a pity that Margaret herself had a car accident on the road. She couldn't just run the accident. She was delayed for so long, and probably didn't have time to meet Noah.

That's why Noah said those words before.

Noah was worried about Margaret's condition, and also about Amiya's condition. After all, she still regarded Amiya as a child who needed protection, and she didn't quite understand what had happened at Longmen...