Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Biura shrugged, unconcerned, and said, "It's not uncommon for two groups of people to fight each other to the death because of their differing ideologies, even though they both want to do good or even accomplish the same thing."

This land is like a paint box. Countries, organizations, and even individuals are like the different colors of paint in the box. No one can say which color is absolutely right, nor can anyone say which color is utterly evil.

"I just need to extract the corresponding pigment to find the color I need. If the color I need isn't available, I can mix multiple pigments to eventually create the one I require."

"You really are...ambitious," Andorn repeated a similar assessment. "Is this what you crave to establish a religion?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood."

Biula waved his hands repeatedly: "I did establish a religion, and my religion is indeed dedicated to enabling everyone to live their own life, but these are all my means."

I'm no saint. All I do is ultimately to ensure I have value so I won't be abandoned. I'm also a member of a religion, and I'm striving to live my own life to the fullest.

"Are you so confident in your religion that you're certain it can lead believers to the future you speak of?"

"...Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to question your beliefs."

Andorn realized that his words were no less significant to a religious believer than Yura's evaluation of the law.

“This isn’t a matter of faith or not; it’s a fact,” Biula said firmly.

"Well, I believe you."

Andorn didn't take Biura's emphasis too seriously.

Most Sakotas also believe in the law.

Seeing that Andorn couldn't understand, Biyura shrugged helplessly and didn't insist on anything further.

She had no intention of revealing her identity or showing off in front of others.

Andorn is also walking his own path, and Biyura is happy to see a new possibility emerge on this land. She believes that Qi Yan is the same.

"Do you still feel discouraged and lost?" Biura asked with a smile.

"Thank you, I feel much better now."

"So what are you planning to do next?" Biura took out his terminal. "We hit it off really well. Let's exchange contact information. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to contact me. I'll try my best to help."

Andorn did not refuse, but when exchanging contact numbers, he still tactfully said:

"I don't know what my next quest will bring, but if I can continue to walk on this land, I will contact you."

“Look at you, I already told you, we have people in the Holy City.”

"……it is good."

After exchanging contact information, Biyura noticed that the food on the table was almost gone.

She got up, stretched, and said cheerfully:

"Our brief encounter is coming to an end. You have your own things to do, and I will continue to explore the religion of Lateran."

Wishing you all the best.

"Don't worry, my former boss will protect me."

The two left the dessert shop side by side and came out onto the street.

Andorn glanced at the distant cathedral, then slowly lowered his gaze back to his feet.

It's so quiet here. There aren't any noisy Lateran residents on the streets. It's so different from usual.

Andorn guessed that it was probably because the Liberi beauty pageant had attracted the attention of most of the residents.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

He was in a good mood.

He needs to keep working hard and give it his all. His conversation with Biura made him realize that everything he has accumulated over the years has been meaningful, and will continue to be so in the future. As long as he keeps moving forward, the road will keep extending...

The tires of the luxury van screeched against the ground.

Andorn and Biura were both startled by the van that suddenly drifted and stopped in front of them, and stood there stunned, not knowing what had happened.

Until the door of the van was kicked open, a red Angry Bird sprang into action, flying up and kicking Andorn straight in the face.

"Andorn, you must face it! You must repent!! You must pay your price!!!"

Amidst Fiameta's roar, Andorn was kicked several meters away, bouncing up, landing, and sliding on the ground until he crashed into the billboard in front of the dessert shop before coming to a stop.

Without giving Andorn a moment to catch his breath, Fiameta steadied himself and immediately drew his grenade launcher.

The crisp sound of a gun being cocked carried far across the quiet street.

Fiameta rushed forward again, pressing the muzzle of his gun against Andorn's face, wishing he could force his head directly into the hard floor tiles.

"Ugh... hiss... whew..."

Andorn was almost beaten into an Ursus guard by this combo, and kept gasping for breath in pain.

He never considered resisting.

The moment Fiameta appeared, he realized that Qi Yan had indeed arrived.

“Hiss… Why didn’t you shoot immediately?” Andorn asked, hissing. “Your gun was already pressed against my head. I thought you would kill me without hesitation.”

"You think I'm hesitating?"

Fiameta's face was full of anger: "Shooting you dead with one bullet is too easy for you. Do you know that because of your actions, Remian's injuries have not been fully healed for so many years!"

Do you know how many strange looks Mostima endured because of your betrayal, forcing her to become a messenger of all nations, wandering outside Laterano day after day?

Do you even know... you've destroyed the most beautiful memories of my life!

"Do you want to hear my confession?" Andorn's voice had returned to calm.

"Since you know this, what are you waiting for?" Fiameta roared. "You repent properly! I want to hear your wailing! Have you never felt a single bit of remorse from beginning to end?"

Andorn! Answer me in *Latland slang*!

Qi Yan and the others who got out of the car were stunned by the sudden burst of "birdsong and fragrant flowers".

In just one short sentence, there wasn't much substantial information, but Fiame successfully used Andorn's mother as the center and ten generations of the family tree as the radius to launch a saturated, all-around attack!

Andorn lay on the ground, feeling the fury emanating from the trembling muzzle of the gun.

Taking a slight breath, Andorn looked directly into Fiameta's eyes and calmly said:

"I have never regretted the decision I made that day."

"Andorn!!!"

With a roar, Fiameta pulled the trigger.

Chapter 999 Andorn has been strengthened, thanks to Yura!

Gunshots rang out, but it wasn't Andorn's head that exploded; instead, it was the billboard in front of the dessert shop that burst open.

The shattered billboard fragments struck Fiameta and Andorn.

Neither of them reacted much.

Andorn gazed silently at the breathless Fiameta, his eyes filled with regret and pity, but without a trace of remorse.

There was a sigh.

Qi Yan stepped forward and patted Fiamet on the shoulder:

"Let me do it."

Fiamet looked bitter and obediently stepped aside.

No one knows what she's feeling at this moment—whether it's more anger or resentment at her inability to kill Andorn.

Qi Yan walked over and squatted down beside Andorn, who watched Qi Yan's figure.

He had thought that when he saw Qi Yan, he would be excited and eager to ask questions like a moth drawn to a flame. But at this moment, he just quietly looked at Qi Yan and waited for the result.

“Andorn, I know what you’re looking for.” Qi Yan decided to start attacking Andorn’s mind, leaning down to whisper in Andorn’s ear, “I can tell you clearly that the path you’re looking for doesn’t exist. You really don’t need to repent, because you have nowhere to repent.”

The laws you seek are inherently false, merely echoes fabricated by an entity you cannot comprehend.

"...So that's how it is...So that's how it is..."

Andorn's eyes trembled slightly as he closed them with regret.

But that's all there is to it.

There was no madness of shattered hope, nor the bewilderment of a path leading back into the mist, only... a few unexpected regrets.

Isn't this reaction a bit off?

Although Andorn was officially recognized as a lost soul by the Lateran, as a Sarkaz, his faith was no less than that of other Sarkaz.

Now that he has learned that his faith is false, his reaction as a devout believer is perhaps a little too indifferent.

Qi Yan narrowed his eyes suspiciously, his gaze sweeping around, searching for the culprit behind all this.

Finally, his gaze settled on a certain film girl from Victoria.

"Come here, come here!" Qi Yan beckoned to Biyula in a dangerous tone.

Seeing Qi Yan turn his attention to Biyura, Andorn showed a look of panic for the first time.

“Qi Yan, this has nothing to do with her!” Andorn explained, “She’s just a…”

Qi Yan slapped Andorn's head so hard it tilted to the side.

"Shut up, it's not your turn to speak yet."

After Qi Yan helped Andorn become the Silent Andorn, he smiled menacingly as he watched Biyura approach.

"I never expected it, you were the one who betrayed me!"

Biura looked embarrassed: "I didn't know he was an enemy. I was just on a business trip and ran into him. He looked so down, so I thought I'd try to cheer him up."

"So, you're really good at giving advice!"

Qi Yan grabbed Biyura's soft cat tail in anger: "Why don't you try to reason with this angry bird? Do you know that you've ruined my trump card?"

"I was wrong! Let go!"

Biyura trembled, her face flushed, and she grabbed her tail, trying to break free.

But Qi Yan was not about to let this troublesome girl off easily, and he opened his mouth to bite her tail as a lesson.

Upon seeing his movement, Biura decisively kicked out.

In front of the chaotic entrance of the dessert shop, two men lay side by side on the ground.

The sky over Lateran is always clear and pure, embracing every believer who is willing to look up to it.

Qi Yan murmured to the male companion beside her, "It hurts a little."

Andorn: "..."

He had almost lost the ability to think at this point.

Legend has it that Qi Yan has an unpredictable personality and is most skilled at breaking people's hearts and manipulating others at will.

But nobody said that he was unpredictable in his personality!

Andorn is now really on the verge of collapse. He is even beginning to doubt whether he is under an illusion and that everything he sees is a mirage.

Biyura's head appeared at the edge of Andorn's field of vision. He turned his head and saw that Biyura had squatted down next to Qi Yan and kept poking Qi Yan's face with his fingers.

"Are you alright?" Biura asked weakly. "It's really not my fault, you just went crazy again."

Qi Yan slapped away Biyura's hand and said seriously:

"You know what? I've never even been kicked by Nearl before, but today I got kicked by one of your film!"

"Who told you to pull a girl's tail!" Biyura immediately showed anger again.

"Lin Guang will let me touch him willingly!" Qi Yan said righteously.

"I'm not Nearl! I'm Biura!" Biura puffed out her cheeks. "Don't compare one girl to another, that's very rude of you!"

"What use is politeness to me? I want your apology!"

"Okay, okay, it was my fault for hitting you... no! You were the one who hit me first!"

After responding obediently with a couple of words, Biyura suddenly realized what was happening.

Unfortunately, Qi Yan showed no sign of knowing when to stop, and instead, he became even more arrogant, saying: