The miserable life of Arknights

"Ahem..." Goretia pulled out her arm that had sunk under the water, and her long hammer was already sunken in the water, obliquely.

"What is that?" Oletia struggled to "pull" her body out of the water, her hand rarely paralyzed by the collision of an attack.

The hunter moved his arm before pulling the hammer out and holding it in her hand, and she raised her head to look at the water, it was dim.

Instinct told herself that she couldn't go up yet, and if she got closer to the Kaiji, it would no longer be as simple as reminding her before.

"Something I can't see..."

"Ahem... Belch! After a brief coma, Red opened his eyes, and the pain all over his body made him cry out.

"Night smoke?!"

The surroundings had turned into a sea of fire, and the uncontrolled flames had begun to spread, obscuring Red's vision.

Without finding the blade, Red directly used the source stone crystals in his body to control and gather the flames so that they no longer obstructed their vision.

When he saw that the bloody "kitten" was lying in the air and recovering his body, the hanging heart was already realized.

He had already discovered these anomalies before, and in the nearly one year of his relationship with the other party, those wounds were serious enough to be fatal to him, and the night smoke only needed to sleep, and the next day he would be alive.

As long as it's not... Kill on the spot.

This was followed by the pain of being suppressed by the will.

Red searched everywhere, and finally found the blade dozens of meters away from him, which was also his casting unit, or rather... Staff.

The fireworks set ablaze, and were finally controlled by Red and collected in the blade.

When he fixed his gaze in the direction of the night smoke again, the whole person was stunned in place, and the pain seemed to disappear at this moment.

He saw that Night Smoke, which was originally only half a head shorter than him, had shrunk to the size of seven or eight years old at this moment.

"Nope... No, what is the situation? "

Until the invisible touch delivers the night smoke to Red.

Wow -

Red plunged the blade into the ground, his left arm hanging down, and he could only hold the thin night smoke in his arms with his right hand.

He saw a string of writing written out of thin air on the ground, written in the script of Usas.

......

"Nutrition is not enough to support her recovery, she can only degrade it to survive, take her to..."

Seeing that this was convenient for him to continue writing, Red looked down at the sleeping night smoke: "Where to go?"

Or maybe Isa remembered what the country was called, and continued to write on the wasteland with invisible touches.

......

“...... Go to Iberia, go close to the ocean, I will wait for you there.

- Isa. "

......

Red looked at the name of the person who dropped the money and fell into deep thought, since that day when Isa saved his group from the half-corner, he knew that Isa was strong, very strong.

But now he understood that he still thought too weakly of the other party.

Red crouched down gently, put the sleeping night smoke in his arms, released his right hand and sheathed the blade stuck in the ground.

After briefly treating the wound, he turned around and prepared to leave, but suddenly, his footsteps paused, and he only glanced sideways at the water.

“...... I will return this knife. Red tightened the bandage tied around his left arm, "Maybe I don't have any chance against you, but... I just need to stab you.

Red bit off the bandage with his teeth: "Even if it's just a brush." "

The leader's flame may not be enough to be deadly, but it is also enough to give the other party a headache for a while.

Before that, he might have been killed before the other party was tortured, but he was happy to be able to slash the other party.

......

With the night smoke gone, Isa could no longer use the organization of her compatriots to stretch the invisible touch, he just silently left a text for Goretia, and then touched the text written to Red on the wasteland and stopped moving.

Oletia was one of the important people in Tianshuo's approach to Agor, and Isa already knew everything at that connection.

Coloretia looked down at the text that emerged, written in the Iberian script that was not very proficient.

Goretia is not completely able to understand, maybe the other party has too many grammatical and textual errors?

“...... Victoria Cratton? Where is Tianshuo? Coloria looked at the text until the other was swept away by the torrent.

Oletia kept her doubts open, and as the sense of crisis dissipated, she gradually floated and came to the surface.

But... Where is Clatton? This is what Goretia should do now, she has been out of Iberia along the coast for a day and a night.

The tiredness of her body could not make her stop and rest, and the physique of the deep-sea hunter could withstand such a random tossing and turning like her.