Steel steam and flame

Back on the airship, Mousse briefly explained who would follow him to the mine where Mavis was, and then fell into silence. Several adjutants accepted the order and did not leave. Seeing this, Mousse picked up the navy blue Tibetan sword placed on the table. Holding it tightly, a sharp buzzing sound brought out the rhythm of the air. When the vibration stopped, Mous found the only place on the sword where it had collided with Cassia's second-generation holy sword. He flicked it lightly, and the broken metal silver-gray thumb-sized fragments fell to the steel. The floor made a crisp sound.

Mousse bent down and picked it up with his thumb and forefinger, and held it up in front of the lieutenants: "Drian, I remember that your bone-strengthening surgery development took the longest among you." Zi Gu nodded, The smile on Mousse's face seemed to be shifting, "Do you think compared with this long sword, for example, just hitting your bones with the sword blade, will the sword bend because of this, or will your bones break?"

Knowing that the lieutenants would not answer this question, Mousse stood up and put the navy blue sword back on the shelf in the locker.

"This fragment is given to you, Delian." The thumb-sized fragment was thrown out. Delian caught it and before thanking him, Mousse continued, "After just a brief contact, this sword has to go back. It was re-smelted and made. You know its value very well. In the family, the achievements you have accumulated are only enough to exchange for the fragment in Delian's hand. Do you think the loss this time is big or small?"

"I think the loss is very small, at least you are all still alive. The one in the enemy's hands must have ultimate alloy content, otherwise it would not be stronger and sharper than mine. Fortunately, even if you report the real-time situation, I I also wanted to come over and have a look, otherwise you have to deal with such an enemy. With the strength of the pneumatic weapon alone, the enemy can be killed with just one sword."

"Sir, then the other party's identity is indeed a member of the Qilaandi family?"

Mousse gave an affirmative answer: "She looks very young, but I don't know if it is the effect of the Kira Andi family's biotechnology. If so, the side effects should be quite serious." As he spoke, he began to sigh, "Think about it later We still have to fight against such an enemy, and it is very likely that we will hunt the rumored target Cassia personally in the near future..."

After saying this, Mousse felt a headache. Soon after the handover with the airship formation was completed, a few adjutants stayed behind to deal with emergency defense matters in the area, and the rest went with Mavis.

After explaining the situation to Mavis and the others in the communication, Mousse did not get the answers and information he wanted. There are always some people in every family who are always hidden and will only be mobilized when it is most important. Everyone knew about this, and discussion of it was completely pushed to the margins.

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Ten minutes later, Cassia sat on a big rock at the end of the mark and waited. Thinking about the enemy I met not long ago, I gained something. Judging from the weapon, he should be an elite member of the family. After a simple fight, Cassia gained a level.

There are just a few more knight attendants who have truly obtained their quotas on their own strength, and their strength is much stronger than those encountered in the forest on the border of the Flame Alliance. Cassia knew that this was an illusion that the second type of creature would be somewhat useless after encountering her. But this kind of restraint will always exist in the third stage, unless the opponent is a young wild dragon, or the descendant of some powerful second-type creatures.

It was 3:30 in the afternoon when the first member arrived, and Isa and Nighthawk arrived one after another within the next 20 to 30 minutes. When the personnel were complete, Cassia once again led them towards the encirclement. The words he said in the middle were still the same. Cassia could not help after that. He reminded Isa that they must be careful.

"I don't know what you think. I personally think that after you successfully leave, it's best to have a clear relationship with the organization." Ignoring the expressions on Nighthawk Isa's and the others' faces, as they had been cultivated by the organization a long time ago, Ka Xia's words are tantamount to asking them to abandon their homes and run away.

"I believe in the goals of the organization and hope that the lighting project will be successful and that the small countries will be completely independent from the three giant countries and have basic rights. But the time is too long, so long that many things have begun to decay and lose their original flavor. ." When saying this, Cassia thought of herself. This is only close to four years, a time that seems to have passed by in the blink of an eye. "I can help the organization in other places, but..."

Cassia, who stopped talking too much and sighed to herself, told the owl and others the location of the Waters factory during the rest time, and told them that if they had nowhere to go or needed some help with funds and connections, they could Try to go here and check it out.

After that it was a silent process. Passing by the place where the 7th Ground Force was annihilated, corpses were everywhere, and the blood was half-coagulated. There was an unpleasant sticky feeling when I walked over. In the air full of the smell of blood, Nighthawk and the others had complex expressions on their faces. But for Isa, this is the natural state. She was thinking about something else.

After crossing the encirclement and walking about ten kilometers further, Cassia stopped.

"At your speed, including rest time, you can get out of the belt mountains around one o'clock in the morning. Then carefully sneak back into the city and hide for about a week or two. Maybe things here will be over. It won't be too late to come out by then."

"Mr. Soriato, I think it would be a good idea for you to come back with us." It was the owl who spoke.

Cassia shook her head: "No, someone still needs someone to continue the mission. As the center, I can complete the mission by myself. This may help you later, at least the escort mission is completed."

"Let's go, don't waste time. It's a reassuring thing for me that you can go back safely." After saying that, Cassia waved her hand, "Be careful on the way back. Although there won't be other enemies, but there will be more. Paying attention to your surroundings is not a bad thing.”

"Thank you Mr. Soriato. I hope we have the chance to meet again some time in the future." The speaker didn't quite believe this sentence. This was not the world of ordinary people. It was like them, and even left a connection. None of the opportunities exist. Rarely do individuals communicate on radio frequencies that remain unchanged for long periods of time. Without a fixed residence, they never have this kind of thing as they travel around performing tasks. Long-distance communications require higher-level communication machines, most of which use enhanced radios or composite radio frequencies. Owl and the others would not get such a machine for themselves. As for the reason, it is because there are almost no people to contact. If there is no demand, there is no need.

Often separated during a mission, each is a thing that has passed through a certain period of time in its own world, and can only become a memory.

Cassia waved as if sending Isa and the others onto a long-distance train. After the group of people disappeared behind the trees, Cassia looked at them with sound wave pulses and continued to escort them for nearly 20 kilometers. It was already around six o'clock in the evening and the surrounding light was dim.

"It's time to do your own thing." Cassia said to herself as she stood on the rock and looked at the sunset around her. "There is a lot of time, but the next time Trivicon and Adolf contact Isa and the others, my identity will be completely exposed. To What to do? I wonder who will come here this time? Fat Atohuan? Or Selman? Or other new members? "

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"Master, it's time to set off." Lyle knocked on the wooden door softly and then pushed it open. Hai was sitting at the table, carefully wiping his cane and sword with silk cloth, as if performing some kind of ceremony.