Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

The lion named Gawain left behind a single instruction and then said nothing more.

It seemed that His appearance was not what Vina thought, but rather a casual passing by, a brief chat with some familiar faces from his memory, before he hurriedly left again.

Vina pursed her lips, feeling somewhat powerless.

Qi Yan and Gao Wen's teachings didn't seem particularly profound or mysterious.

But Vina couldn't think of anything else she could forget; she had nothing left except her companions.

"Vina, are you alright? Don't scare me."

Morgan's concerned question pulled Vina back to reality from her thoughts.

"I'm fine," Vina explained hastily.

Morgan was still somewhat worried about Vina's current state, but she also knew that now was not a good time for a heart-to-heart talk.

It wasn't lunch break, and neither of them were tied up with work.

They were waiting for an invitation.

This was an invitation to trade extended by Qi Yan to all parties involved in the war.

Kroos has set the time and place for the transaction and broadcast it to all the hidden forces in the area via public channels.

Right now, right here in this square.

Under the gloomy sky, a cool breeze blew through the streets and alleys.

The people around were still engrossed in their work and did not participate in the transaction.

To Vina and Morgan's dismay, as the appointed time approached, none of the invited parties showed up, not even sending a single representative.

"It seems Kal'tsit's prediction was correct."

Vina sighed softly, "These guys are greedy and cautious. Sometimes they need someone to give them a push from behind."

Morgan picked up the conversation, looking somewhat troubled:

"But this is the last thing we want to see. We hope to talk things out and avoid escalating the conflict."

But these guys are only thinking about their own interests, each vying to devour everyone and become the sole winner.

No sooner had Morgan finished speaking than an explosion occurred in a building not far away.

The residents, who were unaware of the situation, were all drawn to this unexpected event.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a group of Sarkaz, covered in soot, jumped out of the smoke and dust of the explosion. Among them, Marna and a group of self-defense fighters, who were being held hostage, were the best protected.

Upon seeing this, Morgan couldn't help but chuckle:

"As expected, the Sarkaz will be the first to fall in this intrigue."

"You still have the mood to laugh."

Life is tough, the crown prince sighed.

As Vina continued her rant, the Sarkaz who had been driven to the square by the explosion cursed loudly and turned to fire crossbow bolts at buildings in another direction.

The explosives strapped to the crossbow bolts successfully destroyed the building, revealing the gray-hatted team inside who were unable to dodge in time.

"Why are you *swearing* at us?!"

The captain in the gray top hat raised his hand to adjust his hat, jumped out angrily, and shouted: "The ones who planted the explosives for you are on the other side."

No sooner had he finished speaking than another explosion rang out.

This time, it was the Deep Pool Officer's team that was blown out by the Gray Hat faction's methods. All three forces were blown to a pulp, and they stared at each other from a great distance.

The Sarkaz who were originally on the plot of land rushed over upon hearing the commotion, led by Amon, and surrounded the three forces with weapons in hand.

"Gentlemen, our dean sincerely invited you to come and do business. Isn't this a rather underhanded way of doing things?"

Anmon held his long sword horizontally in front of him, looking at the three destroyed buildings with a displeased expression.

These are all the dean's property!

The captain in the grey top hat was the first to jump out and issue a disclaimer:

“Brother, you know us. We have a companion named Poet who has long established a cooperative relationship with Rhodes Island. We are also victims in this matter. Why don’t we join forces and swallow up these two forces?”

Not to be outdone, the Sarkaz side roared in their gruff voices:

“We are of the same race. Even if you are now following the Demon King Qi Yan, we are still the people of the two princes!”

We're here only to exchange for General Manfred!

The officer looked left and right, then quickly raised a banner in support of his side:

"Where is Qi Yan? I want to see Qi Yan! Our leader and Qi Yan have the closest relationship!"

Anmon was a little confused by what he was being said.

Why does it sound like everyone here is one of us?

The squad leader from Wang Tingjun, who had joined him later, leaned forward and asked in a low voice:

"Qi...didn't the dean tell you how to handle this kind of situation?"

A clear-eyed naiveté shone in Amon's eyes:

"Even the Dean didn't expect to be caught by Rhodes Island's damn dog-catching squad."

Squad Leader Wang Tingjun: "..."

A low shout echoed across the square.

Vina stepped forward to interrupt the group's plan to muddy the waters.

Everyone's attention was drawn to Vina, but Vina's gaze kept wandering around the periphery of them.

She knew very well that this plot of land was a melting pot of all sorts of people, and there were definitely more than just these three forces in front of her.

Many more forces are lurking in the shadows, secretly observing everything, waiting for the opportune moment to appear that is most favorable to them.

When faced with profit, these guys don't mind turning into desperate criminals and trying to get a share of the pie from Qi Yan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you of something... Deep Pool!"

Vina called out the first group of officers by name: "I, on behalf of Qi Yan, refuse your purpose for coming here."

As she spoke, Vina untied the Kings' Breath from her waist and unwrapped the strips of cloth wrapped around it.

That national sword, a symbol of imperial power, officially came into everyone's view.

Most people's gazes instantly turned fervent.

“I will not entrust the royal lineage to anyone, and I, Alexandrina Vina Victoria, the crown princess of this country, will not align myself with any power.”

Vina's voice echoed, instantly drawing everyone's burning gaze away from the Breath of Kings and back to her.

All forces, both overt and covert, fell into deep thought.

The officer stared intently at Vina.

He already knew something about Vina's identity from the poet's words.

Now that Vina has personally verified his identity, his anxiety has finally subsided.

However, the officer did not become angry, nor did he leave.

The group in gray top hats moved in perfect unison, as if they had rehearsed countless times. They adjusted their hat brims in unison and launched into a blatant jeer at the officer.

"Grey top hat".

Vina's sudden call to name brought the laughter of the group in grey top hats to an abrupt halt: "You'd better leave as soon as possible too."

"Your Highness Vina, why is this?" Captain Grey Hat was dumbfounded. "Didn't the poet already reach an agreement with you? His Excellency the Duke is extremely loyal to you and to Victoria!"

Vina ignored him, her gaze fixed on the Sarkaz team.

The Sarkaz panicked: "We're not leaving! Where's our general? Where's such a big general?!"

“You really can’t leave yet.” Vina nodded. “Manfred is in the box right in front of me. You’ll have to give us back Mr. Marner, the Self-Salvation Army, and the poet.”

"A poet? Who's that?"

The Sarkaz looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Vina looked up at the sky.

Under her gaze, a huge black shadow slowly rose into the air and approached the square.

After a long period of silence, the airship once again soared into the public eye.

Countless eyes were drawn to the enormous shape of the airship, and even the Crown Princess Vina and the Kings' Breath were temporarily ignored.

Vina was not surprised.

Because she knew perfectly well that the enormous aerial combat weapon in front of her was the real reason that had attracted all the forces here.

“Gentlemen, give up,” Vina said calmly. “You cannot replicate the technology of the airship… because its core is the undead souls of the Sarkaz.”

These words immediately darkened the expressions of the school officer and the man in the gray top hat.

Vina continued talking.

“The leader of Deep Pool, Abrahina, and the Grey Hat,” Vina repeated Qi Yan’s words, “Leave now, and no one will be hurt.”

Otherwise, you'll all get beaten up.

The trading game is over, and you have no idea who's waiting for you on the airship.

"What do you mean?!" The officer finally panicked completely.

He never imagined that his leader's secret operation had already been exposed.

Vina doesn't need to answer.

Suddenly, large swaths of purple flames erupted from the airship, turning the entire sky into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye.

That was a flame unique to Draco, almost synonymous with Abrahina's identity.

The next second, countless fireballs rolled down from the churning sea of ​​fire.

And among them was a clear, disheveled figure.

In front of everyone, that figure was blasted away by another pink figure on the airship.

Chapter 691 Trust Qi's Words, and You Will Gain Eternal Life

Abrahana's figure tumbled in the air, using the flames to forcibly stabilize herself.

The pink figure made no pursuit. After kicking the uninvited guest off the airship, she stood quietly on the edge of the airship's gunwale.

Her long white dress swayed gently, and Theresa gracefully placed her hands together in front of her, as if the violent act of kicking someone just now had nothing to do with her.

Anger rose in Abrahana's eyes.

While in mid-air, she flung out a large number of purple talismans, ignited them with her own flames, and then propelled them toward Theresa.

Seeing that Abrahana was still not giving up, Theresa also became slightly serious and raised her fingertip to tap lightly.

A 'dust' crystal, shimmering with pink light, was born, detached from her fingertip, and fell toward Abrahana.

When the 'dust' met the talisman, a violent explosion occurred.

The talismans shattered one by one, and the light of the 'dust' dimmed but did not dissipate, successfully reaching Abrahana.

Abrahana frowned, trying to dodge, but it was too late; the 'dust' transformed into rays of light that bound her figure.

A flash of light appeared on the airship, and a secondary gun opened fire instantly.

The colonel on the ground watched as his leader's figure was engulfed by artillery fire and then plummeted to the ground, his expression changing drastically.

He disregarded the ensuing entanglement with other forces and immediately led his team to the location where Abrahana had fallen.

However, someone else acted even earlier than them.

Logos appeared on a building long before Abrahana and Theresa clashed, wielding a bone pen to create runes that formed a barrier to block Abrahana's fireballs.

He then glanced sideways at the disheveled Drak and subtly reduced some of his force.

A gap appeared in the barrier, and Abrahana went into the hole with pinpoint accuracy, crashing to the ground without any cushioning.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread along the solid edge of the square as Abrahana got up from the ground with a dark expression.