Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

Or rather, it's simply a one-sided, unprincipled, and baseless grievance.

Why tell her? Tell her these things.

Perhaps the protagonist can be found again in the future, but this kind of thing is like phantom pain. The more you don't want to think about it and try to put it out of your mind, the more it will remind you with pain.

It's still there; you can never escape it.

Even when holding the intelligence given to him by Kosichek, his fingers crumpled the paper.

There are only those few words, but I just can't get into reading them no matter what.

trouble.

She hates trouble, and she hates people who create trouble even more.

The root of that trouble was something that was meaningless to her now and would only bring her trouble.

But... let's see if there's anything else going on.

I habitually picked up my teacup, but for some reason, I've been sighing more and more often lately.

However, the tranquil daily life seemed to be tinged with something less tranquil.

For example...

———— "Aaaaaaaah!!! Yelena-chan is just too cute!!!"

In the afternoon, at Longmen, a narrow and inconspicuous clinic.

This place perfectly aligns with the lifestyle that Sodium Chloride aspires to.

Unobtrusive, quiet, neither in the limelight nor lagging behind.

Living a life as slowly as a plant.

People often say that what you can't have is always stirring up trouble, because she can't have peace, so she longs for a peaceful life.

Because they are different from ordinary people, they pretend to be normal.

Because of the overwhelming anxiety, I use a mechanically precise time to restrain myself and make myself forget.

Every cause has its effect.

However, something seemed off at the clinic today.

But... what exactly is wrong...?

Holding a cup of tea, his grey-blue eyes stared blankly at the two people in front of him.

Sodium chloride, who had been contemplating life, was pulled back to reality by this strange cry.

It's Ellafia, the one who yelled "Ahhhhhh!!! Yelena-chan is so cute!!!" and kept hugging and rubbing little Yelena in her arms.

Today, she still has that comic book-like face, and her whole demeanor has become like that of a silly character.

Little Yelena in her arms seemed to have her vision obscured by those enormous, beautiful eyes, and she was dizzy and radiating steam.

She was so aloof before, treating everything as her plaything, but now she's almost fooled herself.

If she hadn't seen her administrator's true personality before, she might have thought that this Elafia was just a comedic character.

"What an excitable woman."

"A parasite who lives in someone else's house and freeloads doesn't seem to have the right to criticize others."

Sodium chloride glanced sideways at the warrior sitting across from him at the table, who made no attempt to conceal his presence, resting his chin on his hand, his crimson eyes fixed on him with the gaze of a wild beast eyeing its prey.

"Oh dear, the doctor is so strict. I'm only staying here temporarily. After all, your beauty is truly unforgettable..."

Tsk, one or two of them, why did it turn out like this?

After racking his brains for a while, sodium chloride still couldn't figure out why so many uninvited guests had suddenly entered his life.

So... what exactly is wrong...?

trouble.

With another sigh, Sodium Chloride stood up and flipped the wooden sign in front of the door over so that the words "Closed" were facing outwards.

Looking at the two clowns behind him, plus Yelena, Sodium Chloride felt that his life was becoming increasingly strange.

Although she wanted to get rid of them, she couldn't force one of them to leave if they didn't want to, and the other was shameless and refused to leave, so she didn't have any good ideas on how to deal with her.

With the administrator present, the Sarkaz nobleman dared not do anything, and Sodium Chloride eventually gave up on the idea of ​​driving them both away.

Let's leave it at that for now; there'll be time to deal with it later...

·······

What sodium chloride doesn't know is...

Her red eyes reflected the girl's departing figure.

The doctor went about her business.

Setting down his coffee, the Sarkaz nobleman named Piana, who was actually a professional villain like Sodium Chloride, was blowing away the steam from his coffee with great interest.

What is life to her?

Work is not life; work is work, and life is life.

Despite being a transmigrated villain, Pianna is someone who can adapt to her surroundings.

In short, she can be anyone.

Now she was like a true princess from the Kazdel royal family, savoring her morning coffee.

Life is about having the most prestigious wines at banquets, the most luxurious and extravagant costumes at balls, and of course, the most outstanding women.

After all, he really is a member of the Kazdel royal family, so he can learn anything and do it perfectly, which she is happy to accept.

As for gender, it doesn't matter. The decadence of the upper class means that same-sex love is not subject to criticism.

They'll just be seen as daring. That's all.

Her crimson eyes held more than just cynicism; at least, as an observer, she could see it clearly.

She's so adorably aloof.

Escape is shameful, but useful.

So...should I give it a push?

Hehehe, who knows~

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Section 60, Chapter 58: [Uninvited Guest]

My sister is out.

Perhaps it's because my sister is too busy.

The professor's boxing skills were only half complete.

Yes, only half. The foundation is there, but the missing parts in the second half have not been filled.

It seems my sister forgot, or perhaps there's another reason.

With her fist lightly resting on the wooden stake, Little Yelena was somewhat distracted.

"What is this, a one-inch punch?"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind.

"babble!!!"

It seemed that she had PTSD from a large woman with a completely childlike personality. Upon hearing a female voice behind her that was not her sister's, little Yelena instinctively shuddered.

The feeling of suffocation was terrifying!

What came into view was not Ellafia, but a blonde girl.

A demon named Piana.

"Hmm... my sister said it's called 'inch-force'."

"Wow, I've seen this in movies before."

The girl looked at the wooden stake standing in the yard with a curious expression and even touched it with her hand.

The surface had long since become incredibly smooth from the constant hammering.

The girl does seem to be very hardworking.

but·····

I glanced at the girl's short arms and legs. Although she was a beauty who hadn't fully grown up and might grow taller in the future, she didn't seem like the type to be good at close-quarters combat.

That's really hardcore, teaching this kind of thing directly to girls.

Hmm, no, actually the art styles match quite well.

Because sodium chloride is a doctor.jpg

But it's definitely still not enough.

Looking at Yelena's somewhat bewildered face, the noblewoman from Kazdel smiled like a gentle spring breeze.

Warm and gentle.

If the older sister is somewhat dreamlike, aloof and detached from worldly affairs, like an elf from a story, then the one in front of us is much more real.

It is filled with the atmosphere of reality.

"But you seem to be having some trouble, don't you?"

You can't hit someone who's smiling, especially such a warm and gentle older sister.

Kids are always easy to guess, of course.

They're easy to fool.

"····Um."

Sodium chloride treats attack methods as a tool, not as a form of training.

This is normal, just like the difference between a magician and a magician.

One approach is to pursue it as a lifelong endeavor, studying the underlying principles and historical traces.

The other approach is pure pragmatism, which doesn't consider why it should be used in this way, but rather how to use it to maximize its power.

One type is a scholar, the other is a mercenary.

The same reason.

Sodium chloride was also a pragmatist in Pianna's eyes.

But at this moment, the little girl is being taught more about character and temperament...

That being said, this is not something she, or rather the doctor, should be concerned with.

They were all just passersby, a group of people burdened with countless sins who, under no circumstances, deserved any happiness.

Of course, this is also the choice of many people.

Emotions are a truly great thing.

The person who has her is also great.

But she doesn't want to have it, nor does she need to.

She was like that, and so were the doctors.

After all, this is the essence of the game.

It's a celebration for the wicked.

So although Pianna saw through it, she wouldn't change anything, because it wasn't something she could teach.

However, as the saying goes, the old drunkard's heart is not in the wine.