Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Marna glanced at Qi Yan and said coldly:

"do not remember."

Chapter 512 No human favors, only accidents.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was somewhat awkward.

Destreet paused for a moment before snapping back to reality, scratching her head and chuckling awkwardly:

"Mr. Marner can actually joke around. He's changed so much since the last time we met. Is it because that was at a bidding event, and this time we're traveling?"

Just as Marna was about to deny it, Qi Yan grabbed his neck and covered his mouth.

"That's right, that's right, Uncle loves to joke around." Qi Yan chuckled.

Destreet looked at Marna, whose mouth was covered and who had no expression. Marna looked so serious, but she didn't struggle after her mouth was covered. She had a rather serious and funny attitude.

Desty paused for a moment, then immediately believed Qi Yan's nonsense.

She covered her mouth and chuckled, "I never expected Mr. Marner to have this side to him. Speaking of which, I haven't asked yet. May I ask who you are?"

"I am Qi Yan!"

Qi Yan looked at Destreet with anticipation.

Upon hearing the name, Descartes' long, black-stockinged legs trembled in fright: "Qi...Qi Yan!"

Qi Yan: "..."

Why is the "Everyone Under Heaven Knows You" effect the same as the Squirrel Flight version?

When Sommer returned with the newly bought groceries, he was surprised to find a girl with outstanding temperament and appearance in the yard.

When Sommer realized that the girl was constantly asking Marna questions, he suddenly understood.

When he saw Qi Yan sitting to the side, head tilted back with a deep look on his face, Sommer was puzzled again.

"Mr. Qi Yan, what are you looking at?" Sommer asked.

He looked up at the sky; it was a clear, cloudless day, a rare and beautiful day.

"...Ha, Mr. Qi Yan, you have such refined tastes. I, a commoner, simply don't understand." Sommer said self-deprecatingly.

Qi Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at Sommer with amusement:

"You, an old scholar, are calling yourself a commoner in front of an illiterate person who didn't even graduate from high school. Are you insulting me?"

Actually, I have a few friends in Letania. If you'd like, I can help you return home.

"Going home... Heh, never mind."

Sommer put the vegetables into the kitchen and spoke to Qi Yan through the window: "I'm getting old. I've lived in Casimir for over twenty years. Maybe it's time to let go of some things."

Now I feel like I'm neither a Letanian nor a Casimirian; if I had to say, I'd probably just be a resident of this little village.

"Why do you have to define your own circle?" Qi Yan said, counting on his fingers. "If everyone has to draw a circle for themselves, then from Ursus to Lungmen, from Siesta to Dosoles, from Letania to Kazimierz, wouldn't I have more identities than you?"

But all I need to remember is that I am Qi Yan, and all you need to remember is that you are Sommer.

Sommer paused in washing the vegetables.

Even Marna, amidst Destreet's persistent nagging, glanced over and stared intently at Qi Yan.

A hint of surprise flashed in Destreet's blue, watery eyes as she exclaimed in admiration:

"Mr. Qi Yan seems to be a man with a story."

"No, I'm covered in accidents," Qi Yan laughed.

Destreet: "..."

A burst of laughter came from the kitchen.

Sommer kept laughing with his head down. After a while, he stopped laughing and said with emotion:

"Mr. Qi Yan is right. Why define yourself with all that nonsense? Perhaps... I should also step out of the shadow of that monarch."

To be honest, little Aiwa has been pestering me for ages; maybe I should just agree and go out with her.

Qi Yan nodded and assured him:

"Yes, you can. And wherever you and your grandson go, as long as there is a Rhodes Island office, you can seek help at any time if you encounter any problems."

Sommer seemed to have let go of some burden, and his speech became much more relaxed.

In the courtyard, after exchanging a few jokes with Qi Yan, Destle gradually figured out his personality and completely relaxed, beginning to focus on talking to Marna.

Unfortunately, Marner genuinely didn't remember Destle and denied everything with a straight face throughout.

It wasn't until Destreet was forced to recount the embarrassing story of how Marner, in an effort to secure the partnership, toasted every executive at Gale Industries and ended up getting drunk on red wine.

Marna's face immediately darkened even more than her own dark past.

"Lord Murphy, the escort team for the Latanians to return home in Casimir has almost finished assembling these past few days."

The count looked worried as he spoke to Murphy in the hotel corridor: “Although the team is being escorted by knights, I’m a little concerned about the current chaotic situation within Kazimierz.”

Murphy didn't take it too seriously:

"You're not on the list, so what's there to worry about?"

“They… are, after all, our compatriots,” the count said helplessly. “In my judgment, Kazimierz is far from a monolithic entity. What if someone wants war to break out?”

Will Letania lose?

"……Won't."

"The one who should be worried is Russell, not you or me."

The Earl felt a pang of distress upon receiving Murphy's almost cold-blooded reply.

Murphy glanced at the Earl, then turned to look out the window in the corridor.

After a long silence, he let out a sigh.

He actually felt a little reluctant, a feeling that made Murphy somewhat uncomfortable.

Back when he pushed open that door, he should have already abandoned all the kindness in his heart, but now, seeing the Earl's expression, the image of Chalk kept uncontrollably appearing in Murphy's mind.

If it were the white chalk here, it would probably look just like this count, with a face full of worry and pity.

"Let me go ask for you."

In the end, Murphy chose to compromise, and under the Earl's surprised gaze, he turned and walked towards Amiya's office.

Amiya showed no surprise when Murphy came looking for her.

“Mr. Murphy, I was just about to come find you.”

"Yes, you must have come to me about the return of the Leitanians, right?" Amiya said with a hint of prophecy, "That count is kind-hearted and also very intelligent. He must have guessed that things wouldn't be peaceful for his compatriots when they returned home, and that's why he asked you to intervene."

Therefore, I made arrangements in advance and would like Mr. Murphy to review them and see if there are any areas that need improvement.

As she spoke, Amiya took out a document.

Murphy walked over, took the document, and began to carefully review it, his expression growing increasingly surprised.

"What does Mr. Murphy think?" Amiya asked with a smile.

Murphy put down the documents and carefully examined the young Rhode Island leader before him.

“I don’t think even if my older brother and the doctor were here, they wouldn’t be able to find the slightest flaw,” Murphy exclaimed.

"I wouldn't dare, but these arrangements are also a test for Rhodes Island's human resources, so even Mr. Murphy has to start going on missions."

Murphy laughed at Amiya's playful remark.

He nodded and assured him:

"Whether I am a member of Rhodes Island or a member of Letania, I have a duty to do so."

"Then I'll leave things here in the Great Knight's Territory to Miss Amiya."

Chapter 513 A Dying Patient Suddenly Sit Up, His Target Was Himself

"Oh ho, there's been a lot of news lately."

"Toran's companion was captured by Chesper, so he's preparing to complete the mission himself."

"The client is Leishi Village, so who is the target of the mission?"

"And there's more..."

Qi Yan held a newspaper and chattered on as he shared the news with Marna.

Unfortunately, Marna had a dark expression on her face, and simply reached out and snatched the newspaper, rolled it up, and stuffed it into her pocket.

“This newspaper is three days old!” Marner said irritably.

"What era are we living in? Why are we still watching the news in the traditional way?"

Qi Yan retorted, his words both unreasonable and arrogant.

Maena: "..."

Destreet watched the uncle and nephew bickering and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Then, unable to contain her curiosity, she interjected:

"Mr. Qi Yan is truly amazing. Tell me quickly, who exactly is the target of this mission?"

Qi Yan turned to look at her, his smile strange: "It's you, my darling!"

Destreet: ?!

In her moment of distraction, Descartes didn't notice her footing, and her high heel sank directly into a pothole.

With a scream, Destle fell to the side, about to make intimate contact with the ground, but Qi Yan flashed forward and blocked her way.

Destle threw herself into Qi Yan's arms, and her high-quality airbag made Qi Yan feel like he was almost ejected.

"I'm...sorry, my heels were too high, I lost my footing."

Desty's face flushed red as she quickly broke free from Qi Yan's embrace and bent down to pick up the items she had just thrown away.

Marna bent down to help Destle pick up her backpack containing the documents, glancing at Qi Yan, who was standing there looking completely absorbed.

“Speaking of which, I haven’t asked you yet why you activated your golden eyes,” Marna said. “Don’t tell me it was just so you could block this attack in time.”

"Ahem, Uncle, you're joking again."

Qi Yan blinked his dazzling golden eyes and said mysteriously, "Isn't this to act as a battery? The accessory I'm wearing is useless; it can't even be self-reliant."

Destreet picked up all her things, her face still flushed, and couldn't help but ask again:

"Speaking of why Mr. Marner insisted on not driving, I never thought of traveling on foot, so I wore high heels."

“Driving on the road will... no, it will be very dangerous for us,” Marna said seriously.

Destreet blinked. She felt that she had been more puzzled since she started hanging out with these two than when she was talking to her mentally challenged boss.

Marna glanced at the somewhat confused girl and reminded her:

"Qi Yan just said that you will be targeted by bounty hunters."

"Oh right!" Desty finally snapped out of her daze and quickly looked at Qi Yan. "What do you mean I'm a mission target? Does this mean Leishi Village is going to secretly get rid of me?"

Marner was also puzzled:

"Why is Leishi Village attacking Destle when Destle came to help resolve the land dispute between Leishi Village and Gale Industries?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Destreet and Qi Yan turn to look at him at the same time.

“Um… Mr. Marner, I’m an agent for Gale Industries,” Destreet explained.

Maena: "..."

His face instantly turned cold, and he turned around and walked alone towards Leishi Village without saying a word.

Destle gave an awkward smile, knowing that her stance had displeased Marner.

Qi Yan walked over and patted her on the shoulder, comforting her:

"Don't worry, that's just how your uncle is. He always has a sour face even towards his precious niece."