Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

“Mr. Qi Yan, if you have any other wishes, please feel free to continue,” said the gentleman Hu Aoran.

"I want the Gemini Queen!"

As Qi Yan excitedly shouted out his wish, the villa instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Qi Yan looked down at the empty coffee table, then at the seemingly petrified gentleman with the white beard, and said with an innocent expression:

"Why isn't there any movement? Shouldn't they just make a clatter, tie up the Gemini Queens, and throw them on the coffee table?"

The gentleman with the mustache almost lost control of his expression, his two usually meticulously groomed mustaches twitching uncontrollably.

Qi Yan was afraid it would suddenly fly away.

After a long pause, the gentleman Hu finally calmed down, but he could no longer maintain that hypocritical kindness.

"Qi Yan, don't push your luck. Let me tell you straight, your days of abusing your power are over!"

Gentleman Hu completely abandoned all pretense, his voice low and menacing as he threatened, "I know you covet the earthly voices left behind by the Witch King, but those belong to Letania, to the Electors, not to an outsider like you."

Qi Yan resumed his nonchalant attitude, crossed his legs, and teased:

"You're not pretending anymore? I thought you were going to continue talking to me as remnants of the Witch King's faction."

A flicker of anger flashed in the gentleman's eyes as he said in a deep voice:

"We don't know anything about the remnants of the Witch King. If they appear, that's our own business in Letania, and you don't need to worry about it."

Today I am speaking to the Elector, and I advise you to carefully consider your stance before speaking.

"I don't understand."

Qi Yan took out a piece of pure source stone and played with it on his fingertips: "You are a member of the Chosen Marquis, and you have a noble status, but no matter what, you are not a personal member of any of the Chosen Marquises."

To put it bluntly, even if the Emperor himself came, would he dare to speak to me like that?

A dog that bites might get a bone as a reward from its owner, but it has to be alive to chew on it!

Chapter 300 Two Good Dogs

The gentleman with the beard narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on Qi Yan without blinking.

"Of course you can kill us, but you need to think it through. Killing us is tantamount to declaring that you are completely on the opposite side of the Elector."

The gentleman's tone carried an undisguised threat: "That would be tantamount to standing opposite Letania."

I know you are strong, a powerhouse on par with the Witch King, but Letania can kill a Witch King, just as she can kill Qi Yan.

"You keep talking about the Witch King, is the Witch King that powerful?" Qi Yan couldn't help but chuckle. "Back in Longmen, those few inspectors threatened me because they had the backing of the Yan Kingdom, which had the power to kill gods. You should know very well what happened to them after that."

The gentleman nodded and said slowly:

"But back then, you were in Lungmen, a city-state adrift on the border of Yan Kingdom, while now you are in Viseheim, a city-state within the territory of Letania."

"I understand."

The Elector's personal visit to Viseheim clearly indicated that he had brought some trump cards with him, which is why their attitude suddenly hardened.

Unfortunately, these scheming big shots were destined to be unable to keep up with Qi Yan's thought process.

Qi Yan flicked his finger, sending the pure Originium flying, then clenched it in his palm:

"The means that give you the confidence to think you can threaten me, I guess, are either the key to the tower of Viseheim, or the Twin Queens have also come."

"If—and I mean if—I ran off to dismantle the tower that very night, then secretly found the Twin Queens and carried them away, how would you react?"

"You can try it."

Gentleman Hu directly took Qi Yan's handling of the Gemini Queens as a characteristic way of describing Qi Yan and automatically incorporated it into a threatening sentence.

Qi Yan turned to Murphy and said, "These two are good dogs. It would be a waste to kill them. Go find two ropes and tie them up in the yard."

"The manor has been too spacious lately, so having them guard the place will make it much safer."

The gentleman, Hu, was furious.

The man in the top hat behind him suddenly stood up, pointed at Qi Yan's nose, and angrily shouted:

"I'm warning you one last time, Qi Yan!"

"We are the Elector's men; we represent the Elector's face. You'd better think this through!"

Qi Yan tilted his head and smiled, "So you're prepared to die to prove your innocence and defend the face of the Elector?"

The man in the top hat met Qi Yan's somewhat cold smile, and his fingers twitched in fright.

He suddenly realized that the killing intent emanating from Qi Yan was genuine.

This madman might actually disregard the Elector's authority and kill them on the spot.

On one side was the threat of death, and on the other was the Elector's face.

The man in the top hat and the gentleman with the beard exchanged a glance and made their decision simultaneously.

"Hmph, Murphy doesn't need to lift a finger, we'll tie it ourselves!"

The man in the top hat turned and walked towards the villa's gate.

The gentleman Hu stood up, his arrogant gaze sweeping over Qi Yan before finally settling on Murphy:

"Tell me where the rope is, and we'll find it ourselves!"

Murphy: "..."

He pointed to the cabinet in the entryway.

Gentleman Hu snorted lightly, raising his chin like a victorious general, and walked to the cabinet to pull out two dog leashes.

The two then helped each other put on their dog leashes, held each other's leashes, and went outside together to a corner of the yard to squat down.

Qi Yan watched the two leave, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Both of them are talented individuals. If they manage to return alive, they will likely receive a substantial reward."

Murphy lowered his head and pondered for a moment, vaguely guessing the reason for the awkward attitude between the two.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"Are the Elector's spies watching this area?"

"I don't know, Big White, help me take a look... Oh, I see, he's just camping in the third bush on the left outside the manor."

Qi Yan smiled and patted the air beside him to show his approval.

Murphy's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't know who the "Big White" Qi Yan was talking about was, but judging from Qi Yan's posture, it was clear that there was a master with him.

A master who had been lying in wait for so many days without him noticing!

These important figures have kept their cards hidden incredibly well!

Murphy struggled to suppress his thoughts, forcing himself not to let his mind wander, and asked in a low voice:

"So what do we do now? Should we catch that informant too?"

"No need, it has already turned into fertilizer."

"Don't overthink it, Lao Mo."

Qi Yan put the Pure Source Stone into his pocket, stood up and said, "Do what you need to do. If the Emperor Elector is really blind and insists on saving face at the expense of suffering, then I will naturally take action..."

Let him become someone who's obsessed with saving face and suffers the consequences.

Murphy's scalp tingled.

He watched Qi Yan walk up to the second floor step by step.

Just as Qi Yan was about to disappear around the corner, Murphy suddenly spoke:

"Brother, I'd like to leave temporarily tomorrow, for half a day, to take care of some things."

"Then go ahead, why are you telling me?"

Qi Yan didn't even turn his head; his figure disappeared around the corner.

Murphy's expression was somewhat complicated, and he also got up and went back to his room to rest.

Qi Yan slept soundly that night.

Two moons hung high outside, while two good dogs in the courtyard deliberately kept their voices down and barked all night.

The next morning, Murphy got up to prepare breakfast for Qi Yan, then changed into a black dress, casually picked a few white flowers from a vase in the hallway, and slowly pushed open the door to leave the villa.

In the courtyard of the manor, the gentleman Hu, who hadn't slept all night, and the man in the top hat immediately launched into a full-scale attack upon seeing him.

"Murphy, you should know what your attitude last night meant. Is this your stance?"

"Don't forget who you are. You are a Leitanian. I advise you to see the situation clearly!"

Murphy stopped at the gate of the yard and noticed that both of them had hoarse voices, so he couldn't help but chuckle.

"You two can take a break for now. The informant who was watching you died last night."

Leaving behind a kind reminder, Murphy went straight out of the yard and strolled away along the cobblestone path of the manor.

The gentleman with the beard and the man in the top hat exchanged a glance, frantically communicating with their eyes.

Do you believe it?

'That's not important.'

Their gazes hardened once more, and they continued to slander Qi Yan and praise the power of the Elector.

Until they reached the second-floor window of the villa, Qi Yan drew back the curtains and stretched out his body to face the rising sun.

The two immediately stopped suppressing their voices and shouted to Qi Yan:

“We have given you a night to think it over. There is still room to salvage the situation. As long as you renounce the bloodline of the Witch King, you will still be a guest of Letania!”

Qi Yan heard their shouts, but ignored them completely and turned to go to the restaurant to find food.

Half an hour later, Qi Yan pushed open the villa gate.

Under the angry glares of the gentleman with the beard and the man in the top hat, Qi Yan walked up to them and said condescendingly:

"Hey you two, give me the leash, I'm getting ready to take my dog ​​for a walk."

The gentleman with the beard and the man in the top hat suddenly changed their expressions.

With no one else around in the manor, they could use this method to give face to both sides.

But once they leave the manor, if they dare to make such a fool of themselves in public, the Elector will definitely send someone to kill them immediately!

The two looked up at Qi Yan, who had a smile on his face and a playful look in his eyes.

They had no doubt that if they refused, they would die anyway.

For a moment, a sense of powerless despair welled up in both of their hearts.

Only then did they realize that Murphy's positioning was the most correct one...

Chapter 301 Testing

Gertrude followed obediently down the corridor of the solemn manor, behind a sorcerer clad in magnificent robes.

Even though the sorcerer leading the way made no move, Gertrude tried her best to appear humble.

Because she knew very well the background of the sorcerer in front of her, and she knew even better what kind of environment she was in.

Tower sorcerers are one of the backbone of the Letanian army.

Of course, an ordinary tower sorcerer wouldn't amount to much in Gertrude's eyes, but the tower sorcerer in front of her had come down with some important figure.

Gertrude was currently standing in the Leytania Tower, a landmark building in Viseheim.

In every mobile city-state within Letania, there stands a tall tower, representing the Letanian imperial power.

Even though Gertrude was the lord of Viseheim, she had no real control over the tower.

Not to mention, at this moment, a great figure who Gertrude would never have dared to dream of has arrived in the tower.

Led by the tower sorcerer, Gertrude arrived at the hall at the top of the tower.

"Sir, the person has been brought."