Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"So, Qi Yan won't be returning to Rhodes Island anytime soon?"

"Kal'tsit, you need to let your dog out for walks regularly, otherwise it will destroy the house," the Doctor said seriously.

Kroos silently turned off the recording function on her terminal, revealing her signature shrewd businessman smile: "Fifty thousand LMD!"

PhD:"……"

Kal'tsit pursed her lips, ignoring the two clowns, and sighed:

"He left without saying a word. Didn't he consider Qi Lin's feelings?"

Kroos accepted the LMD from the Doctor and nodded in agreement.

"Based on my observations these past few days, Qi Lin has been passing by Rhodes Island's gates almost twice as often; she seems to be experiencing withdrawal symptoms."

"A fledgling bird must learn to fly on its own."

The doctor said with a profound and inscrutable expression.

Kal'tsit was clearly puzzled.

In her opinion, even if Qi Yan wanted Qi Lin to learn independence, he shouldn't have done it this way.

Amiya is a case in point.

Just as Kal'tsit was pondering, the Doctor spoke again:

"Kal'tsit, you'd better find someone who can protect themselves and has plenty of time to go to Letania and find the white dog."

His words are completely contradictory.

Seeing the puzzled looks on Kal'tsit and Kroos's faces, the Doctor coughed lightly and explained:

"This guy has left Qi Lin in Rhodes Island, and he's completely unrestrained right now. I'm worried that if I let him run wild on this land for a while, he might turn himself into some kind of weird and wonderful creature when we meet again."

While in Siesta, he went to explore the large group of Sea Sirens.

Kal'tsit: ?!

"You've made contact with Hai Si?" Kal'tsit's voice rose several octaves.

"Didn't Thorn tell you he went back to the island?" The Doctor's voice rose a few decibels.

Kal'tsit took a deep breath, feeling that she needed to check her blood pressure once the crowd dispersed.

Forcibly suppressing the urge to tell a riddle, Kal'tsit said in a deep voice:

"After returning from Siesta, the Thorn Operator applied to go on a field mission to Iberia because it's his hometown. I didn't think much of it and agreed."

"How could you agree to this?!" the doctor exclaimed, somewhat exasperated.

Kal'tsit's expression was rather grim as she asked, "Is the situation serious?"

"It's as serious as it gets!" the doctor exclaimed urgently. "I heard from White Dog that Thorn is one of the four cornerstone operators he wants to collect, codenamed Thorn Angel, and is an important part of the plan to beat up Theresis."

If you let him escape now, what if he can't get back in time when the fight with Theresis starts?

Kelsey: “…”

She suddenly felt like telling riddles again.

"Fine," the Doctor sighed. "I'll go through all this trouble to clean up this mess for you. By the way, is Extreme Realm on the island?"

"Have him accompany me to Iberia. There's no time to lose; I must leave now."

Kal'tsit didn't say anything, but silently took out her terminal and contacted Exusiai, explaining the general situation.

While Kal'tsit was using the terminal, the Doctor had already turned around and quickly left.

Kroos watched the Doctor's retreating figure silently, then suddenly coughed lightly. Seeing the Doctor turn back without stopping, she immediately raised her fair hand and made a five-point gesture.

The doctor immediately responded with a 'three' gesture.

Kroos hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

When Kal'tsit put down the terminal, the Doctor was no longer there.

She frowned, feeling like something was off.

"Kroos, have I forgotten something?" Kal'tsit asked.

"Before the doctor left, he told you to find someone to catch Qi Yan, who was running wild."

Kroos looked serious.

Kal'tsit nodded; she hadn't forgotten about it.

The two didn't chat much and returned to their respective offices.

It wasn't until Kal'tsit sat down in her chair and picked up the documents that a sudden inspiration struck her.

"I forgot to punish the doctor..."

Chapter 270 Arresting Qi Yan

"Kal'tsit, did you call me?"

A male succubus, whose beauty could drive any woman in the world mad with envy, appeared silently in the office.

Logos lightly waved the bone pen in his hand, erasing the runes that had scattered in the air after he cast the spell, and then calmly looked at Kal'tsit sitting in front of him.

Kal'tsit was already used to this male banshee who made a grand entrance with special effects.

She nodded and said, "Qi Yan ran into the territory of Letania, and I'm going to ask you to go and bring him back."

A brief silence fell over the office.

Logos, expressionless, asked:

"Have I done anything recently that displeased you?"

"I can change it; there's no need to send me to my death."

Kal'tsit almost couldn't resist the urge to spout riddles.

But in the end, she held back and explained:

“ACE and Scout, who are familiar with Qi Yan, are not currently on the island, and no one else is capable of keeping up with Qi Yan’s actions, so I have no choice but to entrust this task to you.”

You can rest assured, Qi Yan will not harm his comrades on Rhodes Island.

"But I haven't had much contact with him, and he doesn't know me." Logos said with an elegant air, admitting that he was a coward.

"He knows everything."

Kal'tsit is clearly determined to send Logos out.

Upon hearing this, Logos pursed his sexy lips slightly, as if he had made a huge decision, and nodded in agreement to the task.

Logos said, "If there's nothing else to say, I'm going to hurry back and give my last words to my teammates."

“Watch your words,” Kal'tsit said weakly. “You’re a banshee, and your words carry a certain magical power. I don’t want to personally travel to Letania to save you.”

Logos smiled slightly, bowed gracefully to Kal'tsit, and obscure runes emerged from the bone pen at his fingertips, enveloping his figure.

The next second, the handsome male succubus disappeared from the office.

"Old Mo, I knew we were meant to be. I spotted you in the crowd on the ship the moment I saw you!"

Qi Yan sat in the passenger seat of the SUV, his face full of excitement: "We two are really compatible. When I found you, I saw you splashing around in the water like me, doggy paddling. At that moment, I knew that I was going to stick with you as my boss!"

"I never would have guessed! You're actually the Viscount of Viseheim! How did you know I particularly love this city?"

I do not know!

The Letanian nobleman, who was driving, roared inwardly, but dared not show it on his face. He forced a smile and said dryly:

“I’m not really called Old Mo. My last name is Murphy and my first name is Kanter. You can call me either of those names.”

Qi Yan patted Murphy on the shoulder nonchalantly and laughed:

"You know my name, so look at my name and guess where I'm from?"

"...Yan Kingdom?" Murphy asked tentatively.

"That's right, I am even more authentic than the people of Yan, a descendant of the dragon!" Qi Yan said arrogantly. "Calling you Lao Mo is a custom on my side, it shows how close we are."

"You're the boss, and I'm your employee. You're expected to accommodate me, right?"

"No...no problem."

Murphy was so moved he almost cried.

With this employee, he's truly blessed!

Seeing how moved Murphy was, Qi Yan felt extremely gratified.

He leaned back in his chair, stretched comfortably, and asked again:

How far is Viseheim from Wolumond?

"Wollumd?"

It took Murphy a moment to process what he was seeing before he recalled this unremarkable little town from the corner of his memory.

He did a quick calculation and replied:

"Wolumond is located in northern Letania, near the Winterling Mountains. It is not far from Viseheim, after all, Viseheim is also an inconspicuous and remote city-state."

If I drive myself, it will take about a month to get there.

"You call this not far?"

Qi Yan slapped Murphy on the head: "It takes a month to walk normally, so does that mean I'll be lost for half a year?"

Murphy: ? ? ?

You have no sense of direction, why did you hit me?!

Murphy felt an overwhelming surge of grief and indignation, but dared not show it. He simply forced a fake smile, acting like a meticulously crafted boy with a forced smile.

Qi Yan glanced sideways at the smiling Murphy, but didn't continue to cause him trouble. He continued speaking to himself:

"Wollemund's incident happened in the fall, and it's the height of summer now, so we should have enough time. Let's take a stroll around Viseheim and visit Count Gargamel along the way."

If he remembered correctly, the lord of Viseheim, that count, should be called Gertrude.

But considering Qi Yan's mention of "Yan Kingdom customs," he obediently chose to remain silent.

A silence fell over the SUV.

In the distance, the outline of a city-state was slowly coming into view.

Murphy knew that this agonizing journey had finally come to an end, and so had his unfortunate life.

He was forcibly taken by Qi Yan to be a driver, and was forced to leave his post in Bolivar without even having time to report to his superiors.

This is a crime that could result in losing one's noble status at best, and being executed as a deserter at worst.

Now, more than a month has passed since he traveled from Dosorres to Viseheim, and his news must have reached Gertrude's ears long ago.

Murphy was prepared that as soon as he returned to his estate, a large number of military police would rush in and pin him to the ground.

They were even killed as soon as they entered the city.

Thinking of this, he looked pitifully at Qi Yan:

"Mr. Qi Yan, once we arrive in Viseheim, could you grant me freedom of movement?"

He knew in his heart that if he honestly went back and turned himself in, Gertrude might still spare his life.

But if he stayed by Qi Yan's side, and that guy went berserk and killed the military police, then he would really be going to die with him.

No, Qi Yan could easily kill someone and leave gracefully, leaving only himself to die!

Murphy was overcome with grief.

"Old Mo, it's broad daylight, what are you being so emo about?" Qi Yan asked, puzzled. "You're the boss, do you think I can restrict your freedom?"

"...Once we get to Viseheim, can I let you move around freely?" Murphy asked.

As a result, he got slapped on the head again.

Qi Yan retorted angrily, "As your employee, how could I possibly slack off and not work?"

Murphy's gaze was somewhat vacant as he scanned his surroundings.