Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

If war breaks out, we are just a group of ordinary civilians and will not pose any threat to you. Can you return the town to us?

Brentwood is a very remote town. In recent years, even traveling merchants haven't come here. We also lacked the ability to contact the outside world during the war, and we didn't even know what those buildings you constructed were.

We never wanted to get involved in any war; we just wanted to protect our home.

She spoke at length, as if afraid of missing this opportunity and then it would be too late.

But Filyn's words only earned Sarkaz a long silence.

The silence deepened until the girl, Film, began to despair.

"I'm leaving."

Sarkaz suddenly spoke up: "Some rebels have come from outside the town. They keep harassing us. I'm about to be transferred out of the town to fight elsewhere."

Next, a group of mercenaries will take over this place. Before I leave, I just want a bouquet of flowers of my own, or someone to talk to.

"What to talk about?"

“Let’s talk about that term you just mentioned,” Sarkaz said calmly. “You said this is your home and you want to protect it, but my advice is to give up on this unrealistic dream as soon as possible.”

Feilin bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from losing control of her emotions and saying anything impulsive.

Sarkaz's eyes, hidden beneath his mask, gazed silently at the girl, Felin, before him.

He could see the anger the other person was trying so hard to suppress, and he was no stranger to this emotion.

Kazdel, the home of the Sarkaz, has been destroyed countless times in wars. Perhaps no one on this land understands the pain of losing a home better than the Sarkaz.

“I’m sorry,” Sarkaz suddenly said softly.

Miss Felin wondered if she might have misheard something.

“I said, I’m sorry,” Sarkaz repeated. “It’s painful, I can understand, but I have no other choice.”

I followed in the footsteps of the Regent and His Highness to this place, hoping to find the Sarkaz home, but as the war continues, I only feel lost. I have less and less idea where Kazdel is.

Miss Felin was still puzzled.

Every word spoken by the Sarkaz man before her left her puzzled.

This seemed completely different from the Sarkaz she remembered, but the person in front of her was undoubtedly a real Sarkaz.

"Gardener, that's all I can say. I have one more request."

Sarkaz gazed longingly at the vibrant flowers beside them: "Please prepare a bouquet of roses for me and send it to the Sarkaz camp."

Speaking of which, there's a gap in the concrete fortifications about 200 meters west of the town entrance, which was recently blown up by the resistance fighters who were roaming the area.

"What do you mean?" asked Miss Felin.

"They won't give up this opportunity, so we need to fix that gap at five o'clock tomorrow morning."

Sarkaz’s tone was strange, yet so calm: “If you’re curious about that gap, take these roses with you through our camp tonight.”

If anyone stops you, just say you're delivering an order for me. I'm a lieutenant in the Wang Ting Army, and I guarantee that Sakaz won't make things difficult for you.

Of course, if possible, I would still appreciate it if you could leave a bouquet of roses at my tent; that would make me very happy, Gardener.

The girl, Fei Lin, pursed her lips slightly.

She finally understood what the Sarkaz meant.

She didn't ask any further questions, but suddenly emphasized:

“Gardener is not my name, Sarkaz. My name is Magdal.”

Sarkaz was silent for a moment.

Then he said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Magdal. My name is Shovel."

Magdahl had mixed feelings.

This doesn't sound like a name a person should have.

“Remember, Magdahl, time waits for no one.”

With one last word, the shovel turned and left the greenhouse.

Chapter 752 A Long-Term Plan? I'll Directly Launch the Khanate's Encirclement!

Magdale stared absently at the shovel's departing figure for a long time before finally turning her gaze back to the coin.

A strange Sarkaz.

Magdahl silently gave his assessment.

But then she internally rejected this assessment.

An ordinary Sarkaz.

Like the Victorians, or people of any other race, they were ordinary people living on this land.

The sound of the cabinet rattling reached Magdahl's ears.

She turned her head and saw that the cabinet not far away had been pushed open from the inside.

Two Victorians, a man and a woman, emerged from among them and walked up to Magdale.

"Miss Lolo, are you alright?" Magdahl asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a bit cramped inside. It's best if we can stay out of the spotlight."

Lolo had a suspicious blush on her cheeks, and as she spoke, she glanced at Fester beside her seemingly unintentionally.

Unfortunately, her gaze fell entirely on empty air.

Fester lowered his head, deep in thought, and analyzed:

"Judging from the intelligence revealed by that Sarkaz called Shovel, the situation has reached its most critical moment."

Whatever the purpose of that building in the center of town, it's best to try and destroy it.

Lolo glared at him and reminded him:

"Have you forgotten what he just mentioned? The Sarkaz Demon King is also in town. It's already the best outcome that we were able to get this message out."

Don't even think about challenging the Demon King with our own strength. That's not bravery, that's suicide.

"...I know, I just feel that I should do something."

Fester said with distress, "Since the goal is to destroy the buildings created by the Sarkaz, launching a frontal attack is the most costly approach."

"You'd better not go crazy!"

Lolo realized what Fester was thinking and immediately glared at him angrily.

Seeing this, Fester quickly waved his hands with an embarrassed smile, begging for mercy.

Magdahl listened silently to the two's discussion, her fists clenching unconsciously around her sides as she held her skirt.

She didn't know whether she should support their actions, nor what the outcome would be for the town.

Just then, the greenhouse door was pushed open without warning.

Lolo and Fester tried to hide, but it was too late; they bumped right into the person walking in from outside.

The two subconsciously tensed their muscles and exchanged glances.

"No need to hide anymore, you two from the Self-Salvation Army."

The woman from the film who entered seemed completely unsurprised by their presence. She calmly straightened her gray coat, her long, light purple hair slightly disheveled, obscuring half of her face, as if she were deliberately trying to hide something.

But as she spoke, her deep weariness was still uncontrollably revealed.

Magdar looked at the woman's exhaustion and said with some heartache:

"Freida, you need to rest."

"Rest?" Freida smiled bitterly. "The Sarkaz are getting more and more impatient. Everyone in town is more tired than me. And Will and his buddies are always looking for opportunities to drink and then complaining to the Sarkaz."

“I’ll go and calm Will and the others down for you,” Magdale offered.

Freida shook her head and looked at Fester and the other person again.

Before the two could speak, she preemptively refused, saying, "I have already heard about your decision outside. Unfortunately, I cannot offer any help."

Fester had already learned about the woman in front of him from Magdahl.

He spoke somewhat reluctantly, "Mayor Freida..."

“The mayor of Brentwood was my father, and he has already sacrificed his life,” Freida interrupted Fester. “For this town… it’s fortunate that he is the only one to have sacrificed his life so far.”

I admire my father, and you all; you are all people who dare to rebel… but I cannot risk the lives of the entire town.”

The other three people in the room, including Magdahl, fell silent.

Only Freida continued speaking: "I'm sorry, you can say that it's a betrayal of me to make everyone work for the Sarkaz in order to save my own life, I won't argue with that."

I had no other choice; this was the only way I could protect our home.

These words were less a confidant to the people in front of her and more like Freida hypnotizing herself.

She was well aware of the town's aversion to the Sarkaz; there were quite a few people like Will who constantly complained and could only numb themselves with alcohol.

Freida was well aware that many people even resented her decision as the interim mayor.

But she had to do it.

If becoming a bad person could prevent deaths in the town, she wouldn't mind being that bad person.

Lolo gritted her teeth, wanting to remind Freida that this behavior was just escapism.

But before she could speak, Fester pressed down on her shoulder and gestured with his eyes for her not to act impulsively.

“Mayor Freida, we will operate around the town and wait to join other units.”

Fester looked intently at Freida and made his promise: "If you need help, or if the situation changes, we're always here for you."

Freida did not give her own response.

Fester stopped trying to persuade him and prepared to leave through the back door of the greenhouse with Lolo.

The current self-rescue army is still too weak. Fester knows how powerful the Sarkaz Demon King is. Many things need to be planned carefully before making decisions. It would be best to find the Doctor and ask for his advice.

Standing in front of the greenhouse's back door, Fester muttered to himself:

"Doctor, if you were here, you would surely be able to come up with a meticulous and perfect plan."

Just as Fester finished speaking, a piercing whistling sound suddenly entered his ears.

Immediately following was a deafening explosion.

"what's the situation?!"

Fester's expression changed, and he quickly pushed open the back door to go outside and observe the situation.

Lolo and the other two followed closely behind, all of them running outside in a panic. Then, all four of them froze in shock.

The town of Brentwood, which had been relatively peaceful but with a tense atmosphere, was now completely disrupted by a grenade that fell from the sky.

And this is just the beginning.

Countless projectiles were hurtling through the sky, their targets the bizarre buildings created by the Sarkaz in the town center.

"Why would anyone attack this town?" Fester was completely baffled. "Could it be that besides the Self-Defense Forces and Rhodes Island, some other force discovered the problem with this town?"

Lolo released his drone to a certain altitude and then turned on the signal receiving function.

After a couple of simple steps, Lolo's expression turned somewhat strange:

"Unfortunately, it wasn't the Duke's troops that attacked; it was the Rhodes Island forces that were attacking this place."

"Like this, launching an attack from the front?" Fester asked incredulously. "Could it be that Qi Yan has taken over command?"

"It's still a pity, the command is in the hands of the Doctor," Lolo replied.

Fester's expression changed slightly, and he said urgently:

"No, contact the Doctor immediately and tell him that the Sarkaz Demon King is also in town. We must think this through carefully!"

Lolo didn't speak, but silently switched the communicator in her hand to speaker mode.

The doctor's arrogant voice came from the greenhouse entrance:

"Theresia, I know you can hear me. I've brought Amiya to find you!"