Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

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Section 6, Chapter 6: [Not bad at all!]

Late at night, the girl named Yelena was already asleep, but Sodium Chloride didn't need to sleep; instead, it was looking through its new identity.

As a seasoned actor, having a smattering of knowledge about everything is an essential skill. For example, now, his new identity is that of a psychiatrist from Rhine Lab. This credentials come from the World Will, so they are naturally genuine.

Or rather, it is "real" under the distortion of some force. It was the same even when she first came here.

The new employment contract comes from an institution called "Giant Mountain Mental Hospital," but since this identity information was obtained through points, time has been allocated for the trip, and there's no need to rush it for now.

The focus now is on this girl.

His dark blue eyes stared blankly at the sleeping girl on the bed.

Is it because I'm easily fooled, or is it just fate?

[Sent by the miracle of the elves.]

This statement is true to some extent, since it was something he orchestrated himself.

It is both a lie and the truth.

Although it's not yet confirmed whether Yelena is the main character, this symbol doesn't lie. Even if she's not the main character, someone wearing the main character symbol wouldn't be just a background character. It's always good to be cautious.

He proceeded step by step, with meticulous planning and foresight, and even displayed exceptional acting skills. After all, he had to perform so many times to disguise himself that it had almost become instinctive.

Harmless during the day, terrifying at night.

Although it is a long process, my greatest characteristic is that I am extremely patient.

As long as the direction is right, victory is only a matter of time!

Of course, it's also due to her personality; she hates meaningless struggles, and fighting goes against the life she pursues.

He is clearly a god, yet he is excessively cautious.

After glancing at the girl sleeping soundly on the bed, it was clear that her already good qualities had become apparent once she was out of danger and harsh conditions.

I have to say...

This enormous structure, though not yet large, is already taking shape. Coupled with its silver main color and the uncontrollable Originium Arts that are colder than winter itself, it truly seems to be a manifestation of this white land.

Ugh, just thinking about this makes me inexplicably annoyed.

However...

"Humph."

Although she is quite good-looking and could be a main character, she is still too gullible to sodium chloride. She is too easily fooled, trusts others too much, and doesn't even bother to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

However, this also benefited her, since only the most gullible would believe the lies she wove. She could stay close to the protagonist without any pressure, either breaking up any potential main character group or infiltrating them. No one would be on guard against her back, right?

Who would doubt a frail psychiatrist who takes care of this girl, right?

Backstabbing is a good thing.

The next task is to create bonds, secretly sabotage, and carry out one's own conspiracy. In the end, one can use emotional connections to maximize hatred!

The more familiar you are with someone, the more ruthless you'll be when you strike them.

This wave of profits is bound to be phenomenal!

I, sodium chloride, never do business that doesn't yield returns.

It must be said that their harmless appearance is absolutely genuine.

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Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away, in an unnamed mine.

The once lifeless place was once again visited by a group of uninvited guests.

Several days ago, a pillar of light that stretched from the sky to the ground alarmed the nearby garrison, but when they sent people to investigate, all they found was a large crater.

Everything that was originally marked on the map has disappeared, leaving only this deep crater that looks like a natural disaster, and the surrounding forest that has been uprooted or collapsed by the shockwave.

Currently, dozens of members of the infected patrol are clearing the rubble, investigating what happened, and searching for any available information.

Standing above the deep pit, supervising all of this, were several people completely covered in black uniforms, with even their heads covered in black metal masks. Several tubes connected the sides of the masks and went straight to their backs, and the viewfinders, shaped like the compound eyes of insects, emitted red dots.

At first glance, the people who look like radiation engineers are the most terrifying force in the Ursus armed forces.

The Emperor's Inner Guard.

They are the Ursus Emperor's blade, the executors of his will, the embodiment of Ursus's terrifying war machine, and the Ursus winter.

A single individual can inflict devastating damage on several squads, and when they enter in pairs, they can even wipe out entire legions—a terrifyingly powerful existence.

Moreover, there is very little known information about this team. They appear and disappear like ghosts, and their presence is often elusive. Only terrifying legends remain where they appear, and there is no record of the Emperor's Imperial Guard ever being defeated.

From her attire to her strength, she is mysterious and deadly, technologically advanced yet terrifying in appearance, exuding an aura of invincibility.

As long as the emperor's inner guards are mobilized, although they may not be able to solve the problem, they can definitely deal with the people and things that caused it.

And one of their members, one of these mysterious guys, is here, exuding a cold and greasy aura, silently supervising the labor of these lowly people.

The greatest fear is not in words, but in silence, the fear of silence.

Although there were quite a few people in the mine ruins, it was eerily quiet. All the members of the infection inspection team had restrained their usual arrogance and were quietly and diligently working.

However, the Emperor's Imperial Guards were not contractors, and such matters did not require them to be involved in combat. Their reason for being here was mainly due to a transaction.

The other party in the transaction is also here.

"Did you notice anything, my dear friend?"

That was an aura even more sinister and vicious than that of the Emperor's inner guards, like a cold, venomous snake.

A Phidian nobleman dressed in white stood to the side, elegantly with his hands in his pockets, watching the emperor's guards beside him with a faint smile.

"..."

The metal helmet was covered only by faint red lights that flickered with each breath, and the guard seemed to be intently sensing something.

"Even the emperor's personal guards were speechless with shock?"

The nobleman's barely perceptible smile seemed to become even more pronounced.

"No, I just felt a sense of unfamiliarity."

The sound was filtered through the metal helmet by some kind of device, making it impossible to discern the gender or the person's identity; the mystery was indeed very well done.

The guard spoke slowly.

"I suggest you take back what you just said, Duke. That was an insult to the Imperial Guard. Such power is not enough to shake us, let alone Ursus."

"Is that so? That's good, that's good. You know, as the lord of this place, I was quite worried after learning about what had happened."

A slick tone, and lies that are not even bothered to be concealed.

However, the guards didn't care. Since they were going to cooperate, they naturally knew what kind of behavior this nobleman had.

"However, I do have a new proposal regarding cooperation."

Changing the subject, the nobleman proposed a new collaboration.

"Please say."

"The previous deal seems to have a new option now. How about trying to investigate who was behind this incident? I think you're just as curious as I am about who did it, aren't you? With such power, it should be used for our benefit, shouldn't it?"

"After all... you said that [this is unshakeable], but I am..."

"I completely trust you."

said the Duke with a smile.

"It's nothing, just destructive power. If it's really as you say, it is indeed a good tool, but it's just a tool. Compared to contributing to the great Ursus Empire, it's far from enough."

The guard said dismissively.

Section 7, Chapter Seven: [The Methodology of Lies]

There are very few animals around. Ever since we killed a wolf last time, the wolf pack seems to have disappeared. If you want to find something to eat, you have to fly a long way to find it.

As for the surrounding villages and towns, although she could fly there, she didn't have any currency to exchange. She was unfamiliar with the place, and Kiana's image as a Herrscher was too conspicuous and made her seem like a complete outsider. In order to disguise herself, it was best to avoid contact with strangers until everything was ready.

Instead of using the previous methods, this time Sodium Chloride has completely returned to the retro style. Although he is a psychiatrist, he carries an old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun on his back and drags a wolf that has been shot dead behind him.

After all, it would be bad if the wounds were too gruesome and bizarre to leave on the animal. The exercise should be a complete performance, including the method of killing the prey. It would be no fun if any clues were exposed.

As for his identity... emmmm

As an experienced psychiatrist, it's not unusual for him to know how to use a shotgun.

The heavy snowfall would cover all tracks on the snow, making it extremely difficult to track people here. Moreover, in such cold weather, it was practically impossible to see a single person except for herds of animals.

However, when she pulled the doorknob and flew in, she found that the room was like a cold storage room.

"Wow even."

After a moment of hesitation, the girl squeezed out an exclamation. When she left, it was a relatively warm place. After these few days of basic contact, Yelena, now settled, was able to control her Originium Arts to a certain extent. Of course, because Originium Arts are very subjective, they can only be used in a comfortable environment.

Although it's still not completely under control, the cold wave is no longer so uncontrollable that it will turn the whole house into a freezer.

But now, the cold air that flows out the moment the door is opened is several times colder than the extreme cold outside.

The whole house turned into an icebox.

Inside the room, on the bed, Yelena was curled up, her brows furrowed in unease. Although she was still asleep, she looked like she was having a nightmare.

The nightmare triggered a self-protective mechanism that released a cold front, affecting the entire house.

One can escape darkness, but the nightmares in one's heart are hard to completely disappear.

This requires a long period of companionship and guidance, but unfortunately, those conditions are not available here.

Yelena has no relatives left, so there is no one to accompany or comfort her.

As for her sodium chloride.

Just kidding, I'm a bad guy. How could a bad guy give psychological counseling to a good guy?

Without further hesitation, it was clear that no one could stay in this room any longer; the icicles falling from the roof were enough to smash someone's head through.

Ignoring the extremely cold environment created by Originium Arts, where the temperature couldn't harm sodium chloride in the slightest, the girl with the hunting rifle on her back reached out and hugged Yelena, who was curled up and looked completely insecure, and moved her to another room.

Although the village was dilapidated, at least there were enough empty houses.

Meanwhile, the girl in his arms, trembling from her dream, kept muttering something.

"It's so cold... I'm so cold..."

"Grandma...don't...don't leave me..."

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If God exists in this world, then why is this world still so full of malice?

Weakness and vulnerability are common human emotions. Anger is often directed at the environment, but also at oneself.

I hate the malicious intent of the environment, and I also hate my own weakness and incompetence. All my regrets are due to my own lack of ability.

If she was strong enough, why would she just stand by and watch all of this happen?!

If Originium Arts had arrived earlier, why would she have watched the entire mine be destroyed without doing anything?

Anger, resentment.

But she still remembered the faces of those overseers, and the hatred she felt made her want to pounce on them and bite their necks off! To drink their blood!

However, what she couldn't do, "God" did.

If that really is God.

A massive pillar of light descended upon the mine. As she looked up like the others around her, a devastating shockwave, carrying flames that burned her retinas, engulfed everything in its path.