Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Upon hearing this, the White Queen felt her still-healing injuries begin to ache again.

Her tone hardened again:

“If you don’t come with me, I’ll beat you up right now, even if you’re one of Qi Yan’s men.”

"Okay, I'll be good."

W's attitude has completely changed, focusing on being well-behaved and sensible.

The corners of the White Queen's mouth were slightly upturned beneath her mask.

With Qi Yan's two women by his side, it was like having two extra protective charms, which immediately made him feel much more at ease.

As dawn breaks on the horizon, this land welcomes a new day once again.

Qi Yan woke up from her sleep, sat up, reached for the water bottle beside her, rinsed her mouth, and then gulped down a large amount of water.

"The Sarkaz girl is great in every way, except she's a bit too clingy. Last night she almost drained me dry."

Qi Yan muttered a complaint under his breath, then tilted his head back and drank the last bit of water in the kettle.

A Sarkaz happened to pass by, overheard Qi Yan's mutterings, and couldn't help but chuckle:

Did you have some pleasant dreams last night?

"But you have excellent taste! The girls from our Sarkaz are all stunning!"

Qi Yan didn't explain anything, but gave a thumbs up in agreement.

The two grown men exchanged a knowing smile, their faces full of lewdness.

Mudrock's tall, armored figure appeared beside the two, clearing his throat to interrupt their conversation.

"Our supplies are almost exhausted. We still have a lot to consider. After packing up, Qi Yan and I will try to go to Wolumonde to exchange for supplies."

Before rescuing others, ensure you have a safe escape route.

"Captain, you're going to do it personally?"

Sarkaz was somewhat surprised and subconsciously asked, "Do the merchants of Wolumonde understand you?"

Mudstone: "..."

After the initial surprise, Sarkaz belatedly realized another problem:

"Traveler, the captain just called you Qi Yan? Is that your name? When did you two secretly communicate behind our backs?"

"In my dreams," Qi Yan said mysteriously.

Sarkaz was completely bewildered and couldn't react for a long time.

While he was lost in confusion, Qi Yan had already gotten up and walked away with Ni Yan, said goodbye to the other Sarkaz, and set off for Wolumonde.

A moment later, the Sarkaz seemed somewhat dazed and staggered around to find his companions.

"Guys, do you remember a legend in our team?" he asked mysteriously.

The other Sarkaz glanced at him and started chatting amongst themselves.

"There are many legends in our team. For example, the captain is immortal. Even if his helmet is hit by a crossbow bolt, he can continue fighting as if nothing happened."

"And the team leader always said he made new friends, but when we asked him, we found out that they were the mud under his feet."

"The legend that impressed me the most is that people always say they saw a beautiful young woman with white hair and red eyes in the middle of the night!"

"Holy crap, this is it!"

The Sarkaz jumped three feet high as if he had been electrocuted, interrupting his companion's conversation with a strange yell.

The other Sarkaz were startled, all looking at him with suspicion as he became excited, almost pinning him to the ground as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

"It's the captain, that's the captain!"

The Sakaz gestured wildly and said, "The captain is a beautiful young woman with white hair and red eyes!"

An eerie silence fell over everyone.

After a long pause, a Sarkaz man, his voice filled with pity and regret, said:

"Buddy, I know you've been single for so many years and life's been tough, but a person can't, at least shouldn't..."

"You guys believe me, the captain is a beautiful young woman with white hair and red eyes. She talked with the traveler all night last night and drained him dry!"

When the Sarkaz saw that his companion didn't believe him, he shouted anxiously, "Damn it, we've got the advantage of being so close, but the traveler has poached us!"

The other Sarkaz didn't believe a word he said, and instead burst into laughter at his antics.

"You're getting more and more outrageous."

“The captain did talk with the travelers for a long time yesterday, but when he came back, he told me that it was only about disaster relief plans.”

"Buddy, instead of indulging in such outrageous fantasies, why not imagine that after we rescue Wolumond, the girls in town will no longer discriminate against us?"

"That's outrageous too."

"At least it's more reliable than the captain being a white-haired, red-eyed young woman."

The group was filled with laughter and joy, but Sarkaz, who had discovered the truth, was so anxious that he jumped up and down, but no one believed him.

The Sarkaz was so anxious that he scratched his head and looked around, trying to find someone who would believe him.

Instead of finding anyone willing to believe in him, he spotted a tall, masked Sarkaz stranger on the outskirts of the group.

No one knows when that Sarkaz appeared; he simply stood silently beside them like a ghost.

Chapter 341 Rhodes Island's King of War begins operations.

"I'm sooooooooooooooo!"

The Sarkaz man's heart skipped a beat, and he almost wet himself. He quickly drew his weapon and shielded his companions behind him.

The other Sarkaz were startled and turned around to look, finally spotting the unfamiliar Sarkaz who had appeared silently.

Instantly, everyone went into battle mode, drawing their weapons and pointing them at the unfamiliar Sarkaz.

The atmosphere within the team became so heavy it was suffocating.

"who are you?"

A Sarkaz shouted angrily.

However, his questioning seemed somewhat lacking in confidence.

The fact that this unfamiliar Sarkaz could get so close to them silently was enough to prove that his strength far surpassed theirs.

With Mudrock not in the team, the Sarkaz are all a little nervous in the face of such a powerful opponent.

"Do not misunderstand."

The masked stranger, a Sarkaz, waved his hand gently: "I mean you no harm, I'm just here to find someone."

Who are you looking for?

The Sarkaz remained vigilant, their eyes fixed firmly on their opponent.

Seeing that the other party was somewhat intimidated by him, Logos took two steps back as a gesture of friendliness.

Then he said slowly and deliberately:

"A fellow who has broken away from his companions and wanders alone, he is a dangerous man who recently destroyed a city and offended a very important person."

There is also a fellow Sarkaz, rumored to be wandering the Wolumond region recently, characterized by his tall stature and hammer-wielding combat.

Upon hearing Logos' description, the Sarkaz exchanged glances, all feeling a strong sense of déjà vu.

They didn't recognize the first dangerous figure, but the second one, Sarkaz, seemed to perfectly describe their captain, Mudrock.

Thinking of this, their vigilance grew even stronger.

More importantly, the opponent is a banshee from the Sarkaz lineage, whose greatest strengths lie in sorcery and command spells.

When talking to a succubus, one must be extremely vigilant, otherwise one may fall into her trap without realizing it.

One of the Sarkaz stepped forward, adhering to the principle of taking a risk alone, and spoke with Logos as their representative:

"Madam, we have not seen the two people you mentioned. Please leave."

Logos paused slightly.

He sighed softly, raised his hand and removed his mask, revealing his delicate and handsome face.

“As you can see, I am a male banshee,” Logos explained.

Upon seeing Logos's face, the Sarkaz of the Mudrock Squad all took a half step back, their eyes wide with surprise.

The psychological impact of the male banshees on them was no less than when they first saw a pure-blooded Wendigo like Patriot.

Only one Sarkaz was in slightly better condition.

Having just experienced the shock of discovering that his captain was a young woman, he now had a slight resistance to encountering a male female demon.

Unfortunately, his peaceful state of mind did not last.

After the logos indicate their gender, let's continue with the initial topic:

"I know you are wary of me, but please believe that I have no ill intentions. As fellow Sarkaz people, we should cherish each other on this land."

I'm looking for my compatriot named Mudrock simply to protect him from the dangerous person I mentioned. I can help stop that dangerous person.

The Sarkaz of the Mudrock Squad felt a sudden tightness in their chests.

This news was like a bolt from the blue for them.

A powerful figure capable of destroying a city has set his sights on their captain!

Logos noticed the subtle changes in their emotions and gradually began to make a guess.

A team composed entirely of Sarkaz is already quite conspicuous on this land, and the fact that they happen to be in Wolumonde makes them most likely the Mudrock Squad that W mentioned.

It seems that I have taken the initiative and found the target person before Qi Yan did.

According to his and W's plan, now he just needs to find a way to pack up and take the team away, leaving Qi Yan empty-handed.

If Qi Yan can't find the mudstone, he will eventually follow the scent back to Rhodes Island, and then the task Kal'tsit gave him will be considered complete.

Logos's lips curled slightly upward, and he said in an extremely serious tone:

"Please believe me, my fellow countrymen, that dangerous person has a very bad character. He likes to infiltrate the target's group and abduct the target when the target trusts him the most."

You should all be very familiar with the Reunion Movement. Today, the Reunion Movement has been ruined by him and has fallen apart. All the leaders have been taken into his hands.

His favorite pastime in his free time is going to the detention cell to harass Talulah. You wouldn't want to see your fellow countryman, Mudrock, treated like this, would you?

"Even Talulah has been captured?!"

The Sarkaz of the Mudrock Squad were immediately terrified.

But they quickly realized that their exclamation was enough to reveal a lot.

"It seems my fellow countrymen are not entirely ignorant," Logos said earnestly, maintaining his serious demeanor. "Please give me some trust; the Sarkaz do not lie to the Sarkaz!"

The Sarkaz members of the Mudrock Squad looked at each other, somewhat shaken.

They were completely unaware that, given the disparity in strength between themselves and Logos, their perception had already been subtly and imperceptibly influenced by Logos.

As the conversation continued, their wariness gradually dissipated, and trust began to grow.

A Sarkaz, with a final question in mind, inquired:

"Then what makes you think you can stop that dangerous person? He's a powerful figure capable of destroying a city."

This question is exactly what Logos wanted to hear.

He slowly took out his bone pen and wrote several runes in the air around him, saying calmly:

“I do not intend to confront that dangerous individual head-on; I simply want to employ a roundabout strategy. I am confident in this because I am the court of death knell.”

Golden runes floated in the air, and an ancient and majestic aura permeated the village nestled in the forest.

The Sarkaz of the Mudrock Squad felt their blood rush to their heads.

Memories passed down from the ancient bloodline of the Sarkaz are proclaiming a horrifying truth to them.

"You...you are the ruler of the banshee's court!"

At that moment, they even had an urge to kneel down.