Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

The poet turned and led the way. Vina gestured to Horn and the others not to worry, and then followed in the poet's footsteps.

Gao Duoding followed silently behind the two, quietly waiting for the poet to announce the news that might displease Vina.

When the three arrived at the door of the command room where Christ was, the poet had finished recounting the whole story.

Vina's expression gradually changed from worry to strangeness, and finally to a helpless bitter smile.

She made no attempt to hide the change in her expression, and the poet and Gao Duoting took it all in. A guess slowly began to form in their minds.

However, when his gaze met Vina's golden eyes, Godottin immediately looked away as if nothing had happened, while the poet's body suddenly trembled.

He immediately realized that these were messages that Vina had deliberately revealed.

"Your Highness..."

"It's time to go in."

Vina interrupted the poet's probing and took the initiative to push open the door and enter the command room.

The poet was torn between his inner conflict and his own choice, following behind Vina as he pondered what decision he should make.

Should these speculations be reported truthfully to Kaster?

Or should they remain silent and pretend they know nothing, waiting for Vina to use the information gap to manipulate the dukes?

In other words, is it a choice to remain loyal to Caesar?

Or should I accept this opportunity and switch allegiance to Vina?

"Your Highness, you are here."

When Caster saw Vina enter through the door, he stepped forward with a kind smile, his eyes looking at her like an elder sizing up a younger person.

"Yes, Auntie, I'm here."

To Kast's surprise, Vina took the initiative to play the family card.

The unexpected opening remarks left Kess speechless as he pondered the deeper meaning behind Vina's actions with a blank expression.

Gao Duoting watched Kester silently, knowing that Vina was about to start again, using nonsense to disrupt the thinking of these old foxes. She seemed like a naive young man, but she often really worked wonders.

Having already guessed that Qi Yan, who was Vina's backer, had not fallen, Gao Duoting was happy to see the situation develop this way.

In any case, Godottin didn't have the same ambition as Wellington or Castle, or rather, his ambition wasn't in the area of ​​becoming king.

After helping Vina ascend the throne, he would still be the Grand Duke, and he could also reap the benefits of supporting the new king. Why not?

Kaiser's mind raced as he assessed the current situation, evaluated Vina's intelligence, and even analyzed the details of the three people standing as Vina and her companion entered.

As a result, Vina didn't even bring up these topics.

"Auntie, have you ever seen the power of the gods?" Vina asked a somewhat silly question.

Kester's thoughts stalled for a moment, and he subconsciously replied:

"I think many people have already witnessed the power of the gods in the battle in front of Silverstone Cliff."

“What if I said it was just a game between gods?” Vina smiled.

But her smile, in Kast's eyes, had a touch of horror.

“How did you come to this conclusion?” Kast asked.

"Because I have seen gods, had contact with them, and even been somewhat friends with a certain god."

Kester started brainstorming again.

From whether Vina's words were a threat, we can infer whether she was manipulating her backing or even bluffing.

At this moment, Kess was completely unaware that his thoughts had been unknowingly swayed to topics outside the battlefield.

Vina spoke again: "Auntie, do you think Victoria can kill a god?"

“Victoria is no weaker than Yan, but the question is, why do we want to kill a god?” Kester asked rhetorically.

"Because there are many deities involved in the current situation in Victoria, and according to Qi Yan's behavior, they will be dragged down and forced to leave the scene sooner or later."

Vina dropped a bombshell without any hesitation.

“Since you’ve brought up Qi Yan,” Kaster finally smiled slightly, “I happen to have some information here…”

The poet suddenly stepped forward and interrupted Broster inappropriately: "Qi Yan may be alright, but that Sakota in the intelligence report is likely to be suspicious!"

Kester: "..."

Vina looked at the poet, who, somewhat apologetically, adjusted his hat brim, bowed his head, and took a few steps back.

Vina withdrew her gaze and spoke frankly:

"The Sakorta you're talking about is named Mostima. She's an accomplice Qi Yan brought in. Of course, she won't get involved in Victoria's situation, so you can rest assured."

As for Qi Yan… I can only say that this isn't the first time he's ruined himself, and each of his deaths signifies that he's about to do something truly sensational.

Kester's expression was rather unpleasant.

She realized she had misjudged many things, and the upcoming situation could very well put her in a passive position.

Vina didn't stop what she was doing, and as if possessed by Qi Yan, she opened the box and said:

"Mostima has a god by her side, and It is likely that Therese, whom she is hunting, will gain the god's power."

Furthermore, his sister Theresa, the Demon Lord of Sarkaz, already possesses the means to contend with gods, and I suggest you also regard her as one of the gods.

Furthermore, Qi Yan was accompanied by a complete deity.

Finally... Rhodes Island's main ship still has a deity; if necessary, I believe the Doctor will summon it to help.

Vina's series of pronouncements, overflowing with divine power, plunged the command room into a deathly silence.

Kester's thoughts were in disarray; she felt she needed some time to process what she had to say.

Even Gao Duoting's chubby face lost its amused expression, his muscles tensed, and he finally realized how dangerous Victoria was at this moment.

Victoria is indeed one of the leading powers on this land.

However, the problem is that Victoria is currently facing internal and external troubles, and its strength is definitely much weaker compared to Yan, which is united in its efforts.

If what Vina said is true, and a group of god-level beings have been driven into chaos by Qi Yan, Victoria will surely pay an unacceptable and painful price.

“Oh right, I have another piece of news,” Vina said, still eager to continue. “The red stone that the Sarkaz got out of Londinium, I overheard Dr. Kal'tsit’s riddle, it could very well be a cataclysmic disaster.”

Kester's lips twitched a few times: "Vina, do you understand the weight that the words 'world destruction' represent?"

“I’m afraid I don’t need to understand the weight of ‘world destruction’; I only know one thing.”

Vina shrugged and said, "That skeleton floating in Londinium was a genuine god, and even He couldn't resist the power of that stone. He disappeared along with the Rhodes Island team, didn't He?"

Kester was somewhat speechless.

However, Gao Duoting had already made his decision.

His chubby face trembled slightly as he pleaded with an embarrassed smile:

"Your Highness, please don't scare me. I know you must have a plan in mind when you say those words."

Vina did not rush to express her opinion.

Caster's eyes flickered, as if he were having an internal struggle.

After a long pause, she sighed and resigned herself to her fate:

"I hope Your Highness will make a decision on this matter."

“I said, order a retreat and end this war,” Vina said firmly. “After activating the Breath of Kings to shatter the active Originium Storm, immediately withdraw to the outside of Silverstone Cliff. All we have to do now is wait.”

Castells, with a solemn expression, advised against it:

"Your Highness, although the situation is dire, we still hold the advantage in this war. A hasty withdrawal would cause our troops' morale to plummet."

Furthermore, you may not be fully aware of the situation on Duke Wellington's side. We need to settle things with Wellington now, otherwise he will pose a serious threat to Victoria!

"Don't put yourself in a position where you're not good at something and get slapped!"

Vina said in a deep voice, "This is a phrase that Qi Yan often says. Even a lawless guy like him knows to avoid the enemy's strengths. Yet you dare to dream of defeating that Iron Duke on the battlefield?"

"But the current situation..."

"I said retreat!"

"Your Highness! At least let me know what we are waiting for, right?"

Castells seemed a little annoyed by what he was being said, and his tone became somewhat hurried.

Vina remained remarkably calm in the face of Kester's emotions, and even seemed inclined to smile:

"We await Rhodes Island to pave the way for our recapture of Londinium."

Kester took a breath and frowned. "So in the end, you're entrusting everything to Rhodes Island, or rather, to that Qi Yan?"

Vina walked slowly to the window and gazed at the battlefield outside where the fighting raged on.

Without turning her head, she said, "I prefer to interpret this action as using Rhode Island's objectives to gain greater benefits for Victoria."

Rhodes Island is doing everything in its power to stop the Sarkaz, and they possess formidable strength capable of turning the tide of battle. More importantly, Rhodes Island has done all this without ever expecting anything in return from Victoria.

Why doesn't Victoria make good use of this freeloader?

Duke of Caesar, think about this calmly. In this chaotic conflict, the ones truly anxious are the Sarkaz, Rhodes Island, and Wellington, who want Tara to be independent—not us.

Gao Duoting lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up slightly, and he turned to look at Kester.

But Kester did not react at all.

Vina didn't continue speaking either, observing the hellish scene outside the window, like an angler casting out bait and quietly waiting for the fish to bite.

She was confident that, faced with the temptation of such low-cost, high-return strategies, where all that was needed was patience to reap the rewards, Caster would not be able to resist!

Chapter 792 Three pillars

Wellington's warships chased the Sarkaz, led by the Carrion King, across the battlefield.

The Sarkaz, who were initially in disarray due to Theresis's setback, were quickly drawn to the actions of the Carrion King.

The Sarkaz's simple thought process clearly couldn't support them thinking too much. Seeing that their regent had been dug out by that Sarkaz, and although he was covered in frost, he seemed to be out of danger, the Sarkaz decisively turned around and followed in the footsteps of the Carrion King.

Their idea is simple.

Their own regent had been slapped to the ground with a coffin lid; if they rushed up, they probably wouldn't even qualify to be slapped to the ground. Rather than courting death, they'd rather fight those Victorians.

Trading one for another is a good deal, and killing two more will give you something to brag about when you return to the Soul Realm!

Mostima patted Therese's stiff hair and joked:

"You have been abandoned by your own people."

Therese glared at her, but his entire body, including his mouth, was frozen, so he couldn't refute her.

He simply couldn't understand why this woman was targeting him.

Mostima noticed Therese's confusion and, dragging his leg, walked towards Lentinium to explain:

I'm going to grant you a great fortune!

Theresis: ?

"She means, she wants you to become a god."

The spirit banner that had been there earlier slowly floated over, its form transforming into the shapeshifter's true form, and dragging Theresis's other leg.

While dragging him along, he didn't forget to offer some heartfelt comfort: "Once you ascend to godhood, you won't have to be chased and beaten by the gods anymore, although the price might be being chased and beaten by all races."

Tracy: "..."

Although Theresis did not speak, his eyes clearly revealed his thoughts.

That was a complete and utter resistance.

The shapeshifter nodded with an "I understand" look on his face and said, "We know what you mean. What the Sarkaz need now is to find a future, not to continue making enemies."

Once all races learn that the Sarkaz are protected by a god, they will undoubtedly unite immediately to annihilate them.

Therese's eyes flashed with anxiety as she desperately tried to shatter the ice crystals on her head.

"What I mean is, the gods of the Sarkaz must never be enslaved!" Theresis gritted her teeth. "Shapeshifters, what are you thinking? This gift from others must be repaid in full by the Sarkaz!"

Mostima and the shapeshifter exchanged a glance, and both smiled simultaneously.