Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Murphy felt reassured upon hearing this and could enjoy Ursula's potato soup with peace of mind.

Even though his palate had become quite discerning from the various exquisite meals he usually ate, Murphy still downed three large bowls in a row. If Qi Yan hadn't held him back, Cherny and Bai'e would have almost missed out on the last drop of soup.

After the meal, it gradually got dark outside.

Qi Yan patted his belly and got up, satisfied.

The other three quickly stood up, but Qi Yan directly raised his hand to stop Bai E from following them:

"You'll stay here for now and learn from Teacher Che. Murphy's manor is bound to be in turmoil tonight."

"Will there be any danger?" Cretaceous asked worriedly.

"It's very dangerous!" Qi Yan said solemnly. "Those guys who came looking for trouble might not see the sun rise tomorrow!"

Czerny listened to their conversation, his expression becoming somewhat unnatural.

Upon reaching the entrance hall, Czerny suddenly spoke:

"Since you have important matters to attend to today, I will not keep you any longer, but I look forward to Mr. Qi Yan visiting my home again to discuss music with me."

However, if Mr. Murphy is planning to visit, please let me know in advance... otherwise, my family's usual food supplies will be insufficient.

Murphy paused for a moment, not angered by Czerny's sarcastic remark, but instead blinked and smiled:

"Next time I'll bring my own ingredients, and I promise to let Grandma Ursula cook to her heart's content."

“Bring some wine, that’s fine. My family isn’t so poor that we can’t afford groceries,” Cherny retorted.

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Murphy knew that Czerny's initiative to chat with him like this meant that he accepted him as a friend.

"I'm leaving now, see you later."

Qi Yan greeted them, then pushed open the door and led Murphy away from Czerny's house.

Outside, in the night, two moons hung in the sky, and the stars shone brightly.

Qi Yan and Murphy walked on the streets of Sunset District. Even at night, Sunset District was still very lively.

Most of the passersby who brushed past the two were discussing The Voice of Letania from earlier in the day, clearly indicating that the show had become a hit.

Murphy lagged slightly behind Qi Yan by half a step. As the two left the sunset area and the surrounding pedestrians thinned out, he suddenly spoke:

"Brother, does Rhodes Island really have the ability to cure Oripathy?"

"Not just Oripathy, but any illness or injury, as long as there's still a breath left, Rhodes Island can save you," Qi Yan said confidently.

"It sounds incredible."

Murphy chuckled softly, finally letting go of his last remaining worries about Bai'er's health.

After walking a short distance, he seemed restless again and asked another question:

"Brother, when you resolve the sound of the mortal world, will it cause a lot of damage?"

"Simply dealing with the Voice of the Mortal Realm won't cause any trouble, but the remnants of the Witch King's faction might cause trouble, and I can't guarantee that."

Qi Yan turned to look at Murphy, puzzled, and asked, "Are you worried about the citizens of Viseheim?"

"With the authority of your Empress's Voice, you could have easily evacuated the citizens from the city long ago. Why haven't I seen you take any action these past few days?"

Murphy was speechless with embarrassment.

He thought Qi Yan was there to cause trouble, and that keeping these people around would allow Qi Yan to have more fun.

Just like Dosoles.

Only when the truth was revealed at this moment did he understand Qi Yan's true attitude.

The two walked a little further, and as the outline of their manor became faintly visible, Murphy said again:

"Brother, the Elector has arrived."

"...Don't you have anything to say?" Murphy was a little flustered. "That's the Elector Marquis, whose status is subtly above Her Majesty the Empress."

The succession to the throne in Letania was orchestrated behind the scenes by the Electors, whether it was the Witch King of the past or Her Majesty the current Queen.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Qi Yan's rhetorical question completely stumped Murphy.

After hesitating for a moment, Murphy braced himself and continued to delve deeper into the topic:

"The night you planted mushrooms, you killed someone, but the person's true identity was not a remnant of the Witch King, but a member of the Elector's faction!"

Behind the remnants of the Witch King's faction is likely the Elector secretly supporting them, so you may ultimately face pressure from the Elector.

"Old Mo, I understand what you mean, but you didn't understand what I meant."

Qi Yan stopped, pointed to the manor not far away, and grinned: "Whether the other party is a remnant of the Witch King, an Elector, or the Twin Queens, what does it have to do with me?"

I just wanted to rescue a few people. My only concern was how to get them away. Who was blocking my way was not important.

The dead have no distinction of status.

Murphy opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a single word.

He didn't quite understand where Qi Yan's confidence came from.

Even if Qi Yan is a powerful figure at the level of a Witch King, he should still be cautious when facing the Elector Marquis, the highest-ranking organization in a country.

But at this moment, Qi Yan's attitude was exactly the same as that of some high-ranking dukes who treated him, a mere viscount.

They despise them as insignificant as ants, so they don't care.

Murphy glanced up at the outline of his manor in the distance, then lowered his head again, saying nothing more.

He didn't understand, but he didn't think he needed to understand.

He was just an insignificant nobody; he should simply follow his own path as an ordinary person.

Chapter 299 Letania's Wishing Machine

Inside the Murphy Estate villa, the lights were on.

In the villa's hall, two elegantly dressed noblemen sat on the sofa, acting as if they were the masters of the house.

Unfortunately, they were the only two uninvited visitors in the entire manor, and no one appreciated their haughty attitude.

"What's wrong with Murphy? Why did he suddenly kick all the servants out of the manor?"

A middle-aged man with a classic gentleman's beard frowned and complained, "We've come all this way and no one's even hosting us. We can't even get a glass of red wine."

"You're interested in a viscount's wine? That's beneath your taste."

The other figure sitting next to the gentleman was wearing a black top hat and a gold-rimmed monocle over his right eye, exuding an elegant air.

However, his words were devoid of any elegance, filled only with sarcasm:

"That guy named Qi Yan is also tasteless, actually choosing a viscount like Murphy as his lackey."

But thinking about it, it makes sense. A brute who dares to act so violently on our territory—it's strange if he has any foresight.

Gentleman Hu chuckled and shook his head, saying:

"That's not entirely true. After all, Murphy is the Queen's Voice, which is much higher than that of an ordinary viscount. Qi Yan does have some insight."

The man in the top hat said dismissively, "Given Qi Yan's recklessness, which only knows how to fight and kill, he probably didn't even guess Murphy's true identity and just thought he was an ordinary viscount."

Otherwise, Qi Yan would be a fool to keep Murphy by his side knowing her identity, needlessly exposing his own information.

"Judging from Qi Yan's behavior these days, he is clearly not a smart person."

The two exchanged a glance and both let out a mocking chuckle.

However, the two quickly stopped laughing and looked at the villa gate.

The doorknob turned gently, then was pushed open, and Qi Yan led Murphy slowly into the entryway.

"Old Mo, a thief has broken into the house."

Upon seeing the two people in the hall, Qi Yan feigned surprise.

Murphy peeked out from behind Qi Yan and said earnestly:

"Judging from their attire, they don't seem like thieves. They're probably just two idiots who can't find their way home and went to the wrong house."

"Then you should go and see these two off."

"...I'll give it a try."

Murphy forced a smile and walked towards the two people in the hall.

At this moment, both the gentleman with the beard and the man in the top hat looked rather unpleasant.

As soon as Qi Yan entered, he and Murphy launched into a vicious attack on them, a treatment they had never experienced since they began following the Elector.

The man in the top hat growled, glaring at Murphy and shouting, "Viscount Murphy, mind your place, and don't forget your position!"

Murphy continued walking, his face full of sincerity:

“I am a citizen of Letania, and according to Letania’s laws, I have the right to take necessary violent measures against anyone who trespasses on my private property.”

"We are counts!"

Murphy stopped in his tracks.

Seeing this, the man in the top hat curled up slightly, thinking that he had finally intimidated Murphy.

But then he saw Murphy turn his head and ask Qi Yan for instructions:

"Brother, their rank is higher than mine, what should we do?"

"According to the laws of Yan Kingdom, those who hold high positions and power who knowingly break the law will be punished even more severely!" Qi Yan said confidently.

The man in the top hat was so angry that his face turned red.

"You're using the laws of Yan to judge the nobles of Letania?!"

The man in the top hat suddenly stood up, pointed at Qi Yan's nose, and shouted angrily: "Qi Yan, watch your position. This is Letania, and you are an outsider."

According to your Yan Kingdom proverb, "Even a mighty dragon can't suppress a local snake." In Letania, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie low!

"Unfortunately, I am neither a dragon nor a tiger. I am Qi Yan, a pitiful, weak, and innocent white-haired Luper."

Qi Yan had a playful smile on his face, which contrasted sharply with the angry expression on the man in the top hat.

The man in the top hat was about to say something more when the gentleman Hu stood up and stopped him.

Gentleman Hu carefully sized up Qi Yan for a few moments, then revealed a fake smile and bowed, saying:

"I know that Mr. Qi Yan is a strong person with the dignity of a strong person, and he will not tolerate being provoked by others."

I apologize to you for my companion's rudeness.

The two of them, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, clearly had their strategy planned from the very beginning.

Qi Yan raised an eyebrow, walked over, plopped down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said leisurely:

"If apologies were enough, what would be the point of making amends?"

The gentleman, Mr. Hu, helped the man in the top hat sit down, then, with a friendly smile, said:

"Mr. Qi Yan, please feel free to ask for anything. There is no wish in Letania that we cannot fulfill for you."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Qi Yan gasped.

The gentleman stroked his beard and nodded with an arrogant expression.

I want LMD!

A thick stack of Lungmen dollars was tossed onto the coffee table in front of the sofa by the gentleman.

Qi Yan's eyes lit up, and he continued to make a wish:

"Pure Originium!"

Two pure source stones were tossed onto the coffee table.

Qi Yan's eyes lit up with excitement.

The gentleman with the mustache kept raising the corners of his mouth, and in his heart he was very disdainful of Qi Yan's country bumpkin attitude.

Qi Yan sat up straight, put the Lungmen Coins and Pure Origin Stones into his pocket, and then clasped his hands together in a gesture of worshipping the God of Wealth in front of Gentleman Hu.