Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

At this time, at Tallula's destination, a newly established settlement of Usas villagers, a mutant picket was at the door of a wooden house.

In front of him stood an old farmer of Usas covered in wind and snow, and the old farmer blocked the wooden door so that the pickets could not see the situation inside.

"Again, old man, break your legs now, and I can get in too."

The mutant picket had a bad tone.

The knife at his waist was not yet unsheathed, but a cold glow had burst out from between his teeth.

"I searched it last time, what are you doing this time?" We've been here for less than three months, and you've been here four times, and we can't afford to pay taxes now.

The old farmer of Usas said in a fearful tone.

"It's a routine check! This time, no matter what benefits you give or not, you must do an inspection once a year, and if you don't do this, even we will eat the whip together. The

mutant picket said to

the old farmer of Usas, "But if you will..." Before

he could finish his sentence, the old farmer of Usas immediately shook his head in horror and said

, "Sir, please,

do well!" We really can't get anything out!

"We really can't give anything! We have no money, no jewelry, no food! Let's not talk about the bed here, even the table and chairs have not been built! It's all charred wood!

The mutant picket already spoke impatiently:

"Then you are still a! Hurry up [Usas foul language] and get out of the way for me!

"Again, this is a routine check, get out of the way for me!"

The old farmer of Usas gritted his teeth, trembled and stretched out his hands, touched the sides of the wooden door, and said:

"Master, master! Official sir! We really have nothing more to give! If you really want to take something, take my old life!" The

mutant picket shoved:

"I told you to get out of the way!"

Where could the elderly old farmer of Usas withstand such a push, the whole person was directly overturned to the ground, and one leg slammed heavily on a stone, making a fractured crack.

Bang.

"Ah! I...... My legs..." The

old farmer of Usas suddenly screamed, holding his left leg in a cold sweat, looking extremely painful.

Just then, another mutant picket came from afar, his body still stained with blood that he didn't know who splattered on his clothes, and he said to his companion who was about to enter the door:

"You bear cub really doesn't know anything!" What to punish with poor peasants? The

mutant picket looked at the old farmer of Usas who was pushed to the ground and could not stand up for a while, and said:

"Don't we still have a mutant cleanup indicator that is still one person behind, isn't this a ready-made number."

"One knife results in him, just stuff some stones into the wound on his chest later, and no one will scrutinize the chicken and dog bits and pieces in this regard, it's a big deal to stuff some money, we will take more."

His tone was as if he was not talking about a person, but an insignificant ant.

"You guys... You black bugs who eat people and don't spit bones, you will be punished! The

old farmer of Usas heard that they were going to kill himself, and said in a snorting tone.

"Retribution?"

The mutant picket member stepped forward, looked down at him condescendingly, and said:

"Many people have told us this, but we are still alive and well, we are the brothers and sisters of Usas, whoever dares to reach out to us, who is the enemy of Usas."

At this moment, the wooden door behind the old farmer of Usas suddenly opened.

"Dad!"

A young girl of seven or eight years old, holding a knife only as long as a finger, stood in the doorway, glaring angrily at the mutant picket in front of her.

"Don't come out, Daisy!"

The old farmer of Usas shouted badly in his heart, but it was too late for him to speak up.

"Oh... You still have such a beautiful daughter, then things will be much easier.

The mutant picket said

, "I remember that Viscount Tygas near here likes this type,

and it must be able to sell it for a good price."

The girl was too young to know what they were talking about, but just looked at them dead and said,

"Get out of here now!" Otherwise...... Otherwise I'll just...!!

The mutant picket strode forward impatiently, slapped the knife in the girl's hand with a casual wave of the back of the knife, and said,

"Just you? A knife that I can't even think of when chipping potatoes, what can you do? The

girl named Daisy was also thrown to the ground, her forehead slammed on the side of the door, and blood suddenly oozed out.

"Daisy - damn bastard!! I fought with you!! Seeing

his daughter fall to the ground, the mutant old farmer was dumbfounded.

He struggled to get up, but how could he easily recover with a broken leg, and the whole person could only roll on the ground, and even wanted to pull out the saber of the mutant picket in front of him.

"Old thing, you dare to attack us?!"

The pickets in front of them pulled out the saber at their waist and were about to fall head-on.

"It's really looking for death-"

Boom!!

But at this moment, a thick flame raised a high wall of anger under their feet, roasting them in just an instant, and even the sabers in their hands were melted into molten iron.

Tallulah controlled it well, just burning the two pickets.

And the old farmer of Usas, who was less than a meter away from them, and Daisy only felt a wave of heat and was not harmed.

......

Tallulah and his team walked into the village and were immediately warmly welcomed by the villagers... Yes, as always, only this time Tallullah's mood is a little complicated.

At the same time, Tallulah also met the old farmer of Usas, his name was Greler, who had been a teacher who had been exiled for saying something that should not have been said.

And he has always felt very sorry for his daughter Daisy, who wandered with him.

"This tundra is not good, you can hold on, it's really not easy."

Tallulah said to them.

"Sister... It's okay, we'll always survive.

Daisy replied timidly.

"You guys... When did you come over? "

This area I remember being burned extensively ... It stands to reason that no one would place a settlement in such a place. Tallulah

looked at the old farmer of Usas, who was Grelle.

"We came very early, although this must have been a village a long time ago, and as you said, it was burned by fire... But Usas always dies in spring.

"Thank you so much today, sir."

Geller said to Tallula.

"Just call me Tallula, you don't have to call me Master."

Tallulah replied.

"Hah... In this world, really good people don't even want to accept honorable titles, but those bloodsucking insects in the gutter care about names, which is really... Alas..."

Geller let out a long sigh and said to Tallula

, "Then come with me, Tallula,

and I'll take you to our village entrance."

So Geller took Tallulah and the integration movement to the corner of the outskirts of the village, pointed to the many trees that had been burned, and said:

"There are always some cold plants such as agaric vegetables growing here, and it will attract some birds, small herbivores, and we can hunt for a living."

"It's just... Alas, those poisonous insects in black coats... We've only moved here four times in less than three months, and bah, that group of people is really plucking their feathers, and there is nothing left for us. "

If everyone hadn't stocked up in the most hidden corner, they would have starved to death..."

said Geller at the end, with a clear resentment, but a sense of weakness.

"Don't worry, there will be guerrilla fighters coming here to establish a stronghold in the future, and no mutant pickets will come to disturb your life."

Talula said to Greler.

"You mean... Mutant shield? Guerilla! Oh, my God...... This...... Well, we really don't know how to thank you, we can't even get a cup of hot tea..." Geller

stammered, but full of gratitude and joy.

"No need... The integration movement is not here to ask you for something to help you.

Tallulah said to him, then looked ahead.

"Tallula, come here, come here..."]

The call grew stronger, it was Lige's voice.

Tallulah stepped forward, pulling away some of the ashes of the past, and a piece of land oozing with a little white light appeared in front of her eyes, and she knew what was there.

Poof... Poof....

Tallulah dug the earth with her own hands and dug a small pit.

"What is she doing?"

An integrated sports operator looked at Talula, who was digging with his hands, and asked his companion with some bewilderment.

"Look at it."

The companion just gave him three words.

......

As the intensity of Tallula's movements increased, the earth pit suddenly became deeper and deeper.

And as the pit expanded to the size of an ordinary human body, Tallulah also stopped moving.

Very early in the village, Lige died in this village, and Tallulah buried him here with his sword, and all the villagers buried Lige in a fire.

And now, Li Ge's body in the pit has disappeared, and only a flower remains.

Yes, once the soul of the forgiver is completely burned out, then the forgiver's body will also turn into white dust, and the soil will turn together, and a black and white flower will bloom.

But Li Ge's sword still lay quietly at the bottom of the pit, and the soil did not dust or defile the sword, or even the pattern of the earth carved into its scabbard.

And the black and white flower swayed, as if it was saying some low whisper.

"Li Ge..."

Tallulah gently picked up the flower that Li Ge had blossomed with his life, as if it had spirituality, and the flower was immediately wrapped around the hilt of the long sword of the forgiver of sins.

"Tallula, this is what is left of my soul, the last resonance."

"I already expected it... Worst-case scenario... Only it still happened, this sword ... Leave it to you in the future, you can definitely use it to dispel all shadows and haze. Li

Ge's voice was extremely clear at this moment, echoing in Tallula's ears.

Poof—

Tallulah pulls out Lige's sword.

Tallula's bloodline was originally Draq, and it stands to reason that he should not and cannot wield the sword of the forgiver.

However...... The mark that Rieg left on the sword in the end, but also helped Talulah in another situation.

Buzz -

Draco's flames turned from crimson to white.

Pure white fire.

Such white is so pure, so ... Close to your control, even as long as you don't have the heart to burn, even the same snow-white frozen snow under your feet cannot be melted.

It was as if it was not fire, but burning day.

Tallulah held Lige's sword like this, pure white flames wrapped around her fingertips.

“...... Lige, I will never forget you, and the integration movement will never forget your sacrifice. Talulah

gently picked up the longsword left behind by Lige and carried it on her back, the long sword of the forgiver was obviously very heavy, but Talulah felt that it was very light and light.

It was as if someone else was silently sharing the weight for her, she could feel it.

“...... Tallula, my path... The end has come to an end.

"Please see for me, the more distant road ahead, you, and your integration movement."

The integration movement and Tallulah once again walked towards the shadow of Usas, but this time, Tallula's heart was no longer afraid and wandering.

Under that pure white flame, even the pitch-black shadows were retreating.

[Until all injustices are revealed

] [Until all sins are condemned to death]

[The fire of the tundra has never been extinguished].