Rhode Island Park Project

Following the path opened up by the two girls, Graythroat frowned slightly as he looked at Sonya, and spoke with some concern.

"She's stronger than you think."

Dubin, the instructor and captain, was also looking at Sonya.

“The Chernobyl experience has certainly left an indelible impact on each of them, but Sonya has become a warrior and, more importantly, she has found her place.

...So, don’t worry.”

"..."

Gray Throat glanced thoughtfully at Luo Hang who was walking in the middle of the team, and fell silent again.

She continued to look at the back of the young girl who was fighting the enemy desperately, her body splattered with the enemy's blood and her own blood, as if she suddenly saw another perspective from the originally worrying scene.

——It was because she had a target to protect that the young high school girl was able to show a side of herself that could make even the adult guards tremble.

"Besides,"

Doberman glanced at the guard lying on the side of the road.

They are supposed to be the most elite force guarding the most important places, but it turns out that some of them have gained weight.

Looking around at the luxurious buildings that didn't look like they belonged in a remote small city, Dubin's voice remained calm.

"These guys don't necessarily deserve any sympathy."

"..."

The conversation between Doberman and Graythroat was neither loud nor concealed. The ears on top of his head moved. Frost Star, who was walking beside Luo Hang, raised her elbow and touched him, glancing at him with a slanted eye:

"Where's your destination?"

He smiled awkwardly.

To be honest, although he didn't quite understand why Sonya's trustworthiness was so unusually high among the high school students at first, it would be against his style not to cultivate such a talented young person.

He had lost his family and hometown, and was cut off from all ties with his past life. Only a few companions were still in Rhodes Island, and they looked up to him as their goal and the pillar of their lives... He was the perfect choice for a confidant!

And the most exaggerated thing is...

He glanced at his Operator Pokédex.

早露

Current trust: 132 (2↑)

? 126√

Winter

Current trust: 152

? 124√

That's right, even now, Sonya's trustworthiness is higher than Natalia's...even Dubin's trustworthiness is only 146.

Compared to Natalia, who is idealistic and well-educated, and Dubin, who left the army and his hometown with ideas, Sonya, who is a bad person and has lost everything, is the purest.

People admire the Doctor because he truly protected everyone and bravely and decisively defeated the leader of the Reunion Movement without fear.

Because Rhodes Island was the only place left for her and her companions to live and have a home, she tried to get closer to the Doctor to help protect this home.

As for the rest, it was never within Sonya's consideration.

Why is he willing to train Sonya?

——Because this is his true and most trustworthy loyal follower!

Chapter 116: Doctor: Come on, stab me

"Bang!!"

"Don't come over here! Don't come over here!!"

After kicking open the door, Luo Hang and his party met the ultimate target of this operation, Sir Tepasta, in a study in the Sir's Mansion.

A well-dressed Elafian man with a neat gentleman's mustache.

However, facing the murderous Sonya, whose body was covered in blood and whose axe was still dripping with blood, and Natalia, whose image was also not very good, the knight was now so scared that he collapsed against the bookshelf, his legs shaking.

"A 28-man guard, two medium-sized spell phonographs, and a large number of various crossbows and spell components... Sir, you are truly willing to spend a fortune for your own safety."

Luo Hang walked into the study room surrounded by a group of beautiful girls, and spoke slowly to the Sir who looked like he might faint from fright at any moment.

For a knight's mansion in a small mobile city in a remote area, having so many defensive forces in one's own home is simply a model of luxury and cowardice.

About half of the 28-man guard were dealt with by the two newcomers, Sonya and Natalia. Although not as overwhelming as Frost Star and Tallulah, the fact that two young high school girls could defeat more than a dozen strong warriors head-on was already astonishing enough for most people.

After all, no matter how much you joke about being a soldier, for most ordinary people, they would probably be easily knocked down in a one-on-one fight.

"Whose side are you on?! Viscount Khaas and I have an agreement. You can't attack me! The city guards will be here soon. Even if you kill me, you won't be able to escape! I still have mercenaries, and the Lika Market is also related to the interests of several knights!!"

Mr. Jazz was trembling as he poured out his weight, and Luo Hang couldn't even find a space to speak for a while.

He opened his mouth twice but couldn't say anything. Instead, the white rabbit next to him looked at him with mocking eyes. He simply kept silent and walked straight towards Mr. Jazz who was leaning against the bookshelf.

"You, what are you going to do? I have money, Puku--"

Luo Hang punched Mr. Jazz in the face cleanly and decisively, then looked at Mr. Jazz lying on the ground with his body twitching and his eyes rolled back, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Sure enough, this is the most effective way of communication.”

Frost Star, smiling, also walked to Luo Hang's side and said:

"Is Lika Market the name of the black market we're going to? It seems our Sir has a deeper connection with this matter than we imagined."

"As long as there's a large-scale black market, it's perfectly normal to have good relationships with local authorities."

Luo Hang once again kicked Sir, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, in the stomach. He looked at Sir, who had his mouth wide open and his body arched, unable to even wail, without any mercy, and continued coldly:

"To be able to build such a nice home in a place like this, that black market must have contributed a lot of money to Sir. The traitors that appeared in Mudstone this time, I'm afraid it must have been connected to our Sir from the beginning, right?"

"Ho-"

The staring Jazz opened and closed his mouth silently, but no one paid attention to what he wanted to say.

"Should we kill him? That friend from the Queen's Voice said it's okay to kill him. I guess all the subsequent problems have already been dealt with."

Frost Star looked at Mr. Jazz lying on the ground, with a slight curve of a villain on the corner of his lips, and said something that was very scary to Mr. Jazz.

Sir Tepasta, who was staring at the tips of their shoes, was indeed frightened to the point of shaking all over. He ignored his tangled stomach and quickly climbed up from the carpet, kneeling before the two men.

“Please, please, please let me go, my Lords!

I have plenty of money, Gallic treasures, wine, and jewels!

It doesn't matter what it is, I still have a wife and children, if I die those people will not let them go!! "

Frost Star retracted her toes in disdain to avoid the spit from the tearful Sir, and only left a sentence to Luo Hang:

"it's up to you."

Being watched by Shuang Xing and the two wounded but loyal girls behind him, Luo Hang squatted down in front of the kneeling Sir with great interest and tilted his head slightly:

"Anything is okay?"

"Yes, yes! As long as you are willing to spare my life, I will do anything you ask of me, or take anything from me!"

Sir responded quickly.

"It's not that troublesome."

Luo Hang turned around and pulled out the dagger that the princess carried from Frost Star's waist behind him. He placed it in front of the trembling Sir and said with a smile:

"Come,

Stab me."

"..."

"..."

"what?"

……

The handle of the dagger was quietly swung towards Mr. Jazz. After the initial surprise, Tepasta finally realized that the man in front of him didn't seem to want to stab him, but wanted him to stab the other person?

what's going on?

Tepasta was a little confused.

A group of people broke into his knight's mansion, killed the fully armed guards, and came to him just to let him stab them?

He looked at the man in front of him, and for a moment his eyes became a little subtle, as if he didn't know what to say.

"You'd better put away the inappropriate thoughts in your head."

Luo Hang immediately noticed the subtlety in the eyes of the Sir in front of him. His smiling expression remained unchanged, but his tone was cold.

Tepasta froze for a moment, then gave a quick, awkward smile.

"Well, I don't dare..."

If he really took action, and people used his attack as an excuse to execute him on the spot, he would not even have a chance to argue.

After all, it's not like he hasn't done this kind of thing before...

"So you want to choose to be stabbed by me?"

Luo Hang continued with a smile.

Tepasta froze again.

"I understand!"

He wisely chose to compromise.

However, when he was about to raise his hand to take the dagger in front of him, a snow-white hand snatched the dagger away first.

Shuang Xing, who was standing behind the squatting Luo Hang, looked dissatisfied and kicked his heel with her foot.

"I'm letting someone use my dagger, and it's also stained with your blood. Do you want to die?"

"Well, then I'll change..."

Looking at the unhappy Princess, he wisely compromised.

But he continued to look at Sonya and Natalia behind him. The axe and the city-breaking cannon...

"What is that?"

He turned around, looked at the Sir in front of him, and asked sincerely, "Can you help me find a knife?"

"Uh, okay."

Sir smiled apologetically, "Of course, no problem."

Chapter 117: Winning the Girl's Heart

Under Luo Hang's gaze, Sir Tepasta cautiously took out a stationery knife from the study.

Luo Hang frowned and looked at the silver, slender knife in Sir's hand for a while, which looked like a work of art. Suddenly he said:

"No, change it."

As soon as Luo Hang opened his mouth, the already nervous Mr. Jazz was frightened so much that he trembled and almost dropped the knife in his hand.

He looked at Luo Hang, who was in front of him with a serious face, with a sad face:

"I have another knife that might be thinner, but it's not here..."

"Who asked you to find something more detailed?"

Luo Hang glanced at the Sir in front of him:

“Who do you expect to hurt with such a small knife?