The miserable life of Arknights

“...... Broken. When Tianshuo opened the space to check it, he remembered that the cluster of shapeshifters was still by Tallula's side.

"But... As if they showed no signs of wanting to be exposed. Tianshuo scratched his scalp a little irritable.

Started playing their pretend game again?

"The King of Scavengers is also back." Tianshuo braced his hands on the steps behind him and raised his head to the ceiling.

"How to fight this..."

"

You mean, now the fish are coming ashore because of him?" Dalio leaned against the cave wall and looked at the black light panting.

"Because that... Ishar-mla？

"I... I... I do not know. Black Light shook his head and then said.

"No, not because of Him, it's because... We are calling out to Him, which is why He responds. Dario

raised his eyebrows and looked at Alini on the side.

Dario stepped forward and patted Black Light's shoulder to briefly break away from the call.

"Enough, kid, keep going and you'll lose yourself right now."

"Hah... I... I'm still okay.

"Information doesn't come overnight, kid, stay awake, that's what helps Iberia the most."

Alini handed out a piece of meat and placed it on the palm of Hei Light's left arm.

"Teacher, is our combat policy going to change?"

"What do you think?" Dario asked rhetorically.

“... I, I think we should use this information to make some changes that we should make, to change the original combat policy ... Just as

Black Light said, we..." "And..." Black Light's hanging head made a faint sound, which focused the attention of the two judges again.

"Ahem... There is also a cicada who has not yet molted on land, and needs to send nourishment, land... Unable to provide for it. Saying

that, he passed out, leaving only those tentacles slowly squirming.

Dario's longsword reappeared in his hand.

"Teacher!"

"Say it, Judge Alini." Dario's longsword was already pointed at the black light.

"Perhaps... You can wait until he wakes up before making a verdict, the information he has is very important, isn't it?

Alini looked at the black light, the other party had been polluted both physically and wisely, and no one knew what would happen when he woke up again.

But what if not? Relying on those information tribunals... At least the two inquisitors could get the lead.

Dario's long sword slowly retracted, "If you think it's right, do it." "

Alinie, Inquisitor."

"Yes."

"Your eyes, your rapier and cannon, and your lantern, always understand one thing, and that is that what is in front of you is the greatest threat to Iberia."

Dalio put his sword away and sat back down.

"We just want the result, and if you think what you do can achieve a right result, do it."

"Yes!"

"If not, then a choice must be made, Diore, Iberian, he is nothing now, the Inquisitor must make a choice, and he needs to bear the choice you make."

The rapier in Alini's hand was clenched, a choice she had made herself, as a judge.

"It's dawning." Dalio reminds Alini that they need to rush to the next town and have no time for them to waste.

If these waits are enough in exchange for important intelligence to steer everything in the right direction, then it is worth it.

Dalio lifted the lantern to the other side of the cave, which was close to the sea, and there was wreckage everywhere, except for a corpse.

The dinosaurs did not find the cave suspended high in the middle of the cliff.

Dalio takes the opportunity to see everything around him.

“...... Is that? Dalio watched from a distance as the two helped each other ashore from the ocean.

The dire fish poured towards the two, and the anchor waved in the man's hand, smashing the surrounding dire fish heavily on a huge rubble.

Blood splattered.

"Your sense of battle has not diminished, Urbian." Coloretia put the badly injured Urbian's hand on her shoulder so that he could stand up.

"

You smell of all that garbage, and you're in the same league as them." Goretia's eyes never even looked Urbian square.

Blood spilled from the corner of Urbian's mouth, and he was badly wounded, surrounded by the sea in the lair, and seriously injured as he faltered and tried to wake Scati through that passage.

"But you can go and save Scati, it's enough proof that you haven't turned into that garbage yet."

"No... What do you illustrate, Archon Greetia, ahem..." The huge hole in Urbien's stomach that had been penetrated was bleeding.

"It seems unnecessary to care about red tape on this occasion, Archon Urbian." Oledia's eyes scanned back and forth among the dire fish around her, as if to confirm how many there were.

"Why, I haven't heard people call you that for a long time, do you feel nostalgic?" Oledia held a long hammer in her left hand and was wary.

"What I care about is why you didn't return, and what it means to not have a returning hunter, you know better."

Urbian dragged the anchor and was supported by Oletia as he walked slowly on the shore, his injuries were recovering, and it would not be long before he fully recovered.

"I executed no fewer people than you, uh... And I can still guarantee that if one of the survivors falls into the abyss, I will hang them on the dry reef before they hear the song.

Curetia squinted at Urbian, who was now holding her long hammer, and she showed no signs of lack of water when she had just come up from the sea.

Bang!!!

The sound of explosion sounded beside Urbian, and the fluttering silhouette appeared in front of him.

This is how Goretia fights... No, that's probably how all deep-sea hunters fight.

Hunters, treat the hunt as a dance, a singing.

One place of blood had not yet spilled and condensed in the air, and another blood had already spurted out, but in an instant, the surrounding dire fish were cut into fine pieces and shattered by Goretia's long hammer.

In the end, Oledia spun her long hammer in the center of the stage, sprinkling the blood of her enemies on her weapon.

Oletia eventually danced to the opposite side of Urbian "Hunter, if your answer does not satisfy me, I will kill you."

Coloria and Urbian looked at each other.

"Even if you go and save Scati, even if... I just salvaged you who was seriously injured from the deep sea.

Urbian's anchor slowly tightened into his hands, "Geretia, most of the things are out of your control, and I have to solve the problem from another angle. "