Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 5 Deprivation
Every guide needs a guardian.

The number of guardians will increase as the level of the guide increases.

"Be my guardian?" Qianzhi looked up at Sylvie in front of him.

The man was very tall, and even when she bent down, she could only just reach his shoulders.

"The sunshine in District One is much brighter than District Nine, which is more suitable for the life of a plant guide." He blinked at her, his eyelashes fluttering like peacock feathers, and the badge on his uniform glittered in the sun. "And guides will be closer to the royal family, both in status and wealth."

There are many commoner guides who aim to marry into the royal family.

Therefore, the guides in the first area are not only more numerous, but also of higher levels.

Qianzhi looked at Xiweier's lake blue eyes and blue hair.

It reminded her of the time she once lived under the peacock's feathers, wrapping the vines around her.

Its blood has a warm aroma, like roasted chicken.

Qianzhi swallowed hard.
She was really a little greedy.

The sudden thought made Qianzhi's eyes suddenly light up.

But at the same time, her fingers were suddenly clenched.

Bo Lan never let go of her hand.

He kept staring at Qianzhi's expression.

He saw that her originally indifferent face suddenly became lively after hearing Sylvie's proposal.

This made Bo Lan's heart feel as if it was being tightened by something, causing a slight pain.

Wolves are originally extremely loyal animals, and he, who possesses a wolf spirit body, is the same.

The moment Qianzhi held his hand, he had already given his heart to her.

Even so, there may be more people around her.

"I'm sorry, Admiral Gwen," the girl's sweet words interrupted Bo Lan's chaotic thoughts, "Admiral Bo is already my guardian."

Qianzhi felt a little regretful, but she really liked the air and temperature in District 9.

She prefers places with more lush vegetation and closer to nature to sunny but highly intelligent galaxies.

Also, her guide level is not high enough and she cannot get another guardian.

Unless, Bo Lan is replaced.

Therefore, she felt the strong uneasiness of the man who was holding her hand.

Ever since she marked Bo Lan, she could sometimes feel the man's emotions through physical and skin contact.

Although she didn't understand what Bo Lan was thinking just now, the feeling of uneasiness was equally tempting.

The astringent sweet and bitter taste fermented mellowly on the tip of her tongue.

Make her want to taste it as soon as possible.

But after she said no, the taste changed, becoming thicker and sweeter.

I feel so happy, as if I were soaked in sugar water.

Bo Lan looked at Qianzhi gently with an unchanged expression, but his pair of brown animal ears stood up visibly.

If his tail had also evolved, it would be wagging wildly now.

As expected, she still likes him a little more!
"What a pity," Xiweier frowned and sighed, "I still like you very, very much."

Although he was a sentinel, his extraordinary status in the First District, his extremely handsome looks, and his status as a noble were enough to win the favor of the guides, not to mention that he had to deliberately try to win the favor of a girl.

It was the first time that Sylvie had such a strong desire to get more attention from the girl in front of him.

"I like you too, Admiral Gwen." Qianzhi answered frankly and straightforwardly.

She added secretly in her heart.

Especially the smell of roast chicken on you.

Xiweier was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It is such an honor to be liked by Miss Qianzhi."

He bowed again and kissed my hand politely. "I think we will meet again. I hope you won't reject me next time."

Moreover, he had a hunch that the girl in front of him would not stop there. Her thinking and mental strength were far beyond the C-level.

Ange stared at Qianzhi and Bo Lan's clasped hands. Disgust, envy, jealousy, anger, all kinds of emotions swirled in his heart and brain, transforming into hideous mental pictures that made even his expression become extremely distorted.

Like most of the sentinels, he hated guides and couldn't live without them. At the same time, he also longed for such a guide.

Crunch.

His claws were out of his control and stretched out quickly, tearing the long table.

"--Oh no! Admiral Ang's mental fluctuations have almost reached 100%!" The executive officer at the side noticed the abnormality and immediately shouted after observing the mental instrument.

The sentries nearby stood up and tried to surround Ang.

"He needs spiritual comfort!"

"No! He's about to go berserk. We shouldn't let such a dangerous sentinel get close to the guide!"

"Quickly seal off the area! Protect the guide! Why is Admiral Ange's mood fluctuating like this?!"

"——We need instructions! Do you agree to kill him who has gone completely berserk?" The noisy voice rumbled in Angel's ears.

The sentinel's wind blade, the sound of gunfire breaking through the air, and the swaying figure passed by him.

Inch by inch, animal bones protruded from his spine, forcing him to remain in a prone position. His fangs and vertical pupils popped out, and he was about to throw even his reason behind him.

Ange rushed towards Qianzhi like a phantom that could not be caught.

"Please help me." He heard his last sob.

Qianzhi looked through the gap between Bo Lan's tall body and his arm, and saw the man who had just been gloating over someone else's misfortune, and instantly turned into a mad beast who had lost his rationality.

Ironically, now beyond redemption, he was trying to beg for comfort from her, the only guide on the scene.

"Don't be afraid, Qianzhi," Bo Lan protected her tightly and calmly, "He won't hurt you."

But he felt something soft sliding across his arm, and the comfortable feeling went along his skin into the depths of his spirit, causing him to tremble slightly.

It is Qianzhi's spiritual body, a long dodder branch.

It stretched longer and longer, even beyond Bo Lan's protection range.

Ange smelled a sweet scent.

That was the smell of the guiding element released by Qianzhi.

He arched his back and dived towards the branch.

"Chie!"

Bo Lan's pupils suddenly shrank. The branch extended too far. Even if he rushed over now, it would be too late to block it with his body!
If Qianzhi's mental strength is damaged, he will never forgive himself!

But next second.

Everyone was stunned.

The branch pierced Ange's forehead.

The man who was forced to suddenly connect to the mental channel let out a shrill scream.

Ang's twisted and dark mental images were entangled by those soft vines, which became tighter and tighter.

Until the picture collapsed, torn into irreconcilable pieces by the ruthless vines.

Before he completely lost consciousness, Angel heard Qianzhi's voice in his mind, which was still soft but extremely cold.

- I won't let them kill you, and I won't allow your mental map to be purified.

——You will completely lose everything you are proud of. This is the punishment for deliberately trying to hurt my Sentinel.

Every plant needs a way to protect itself in the last days.

Qianzhi is indeed very fragile, but she knows that she is different from the delicate flowers that can be easily destroyed.

She has vines with strong climbing and absorbing abilities, but most importantly, she has a parasitic partner and the soil on which she depends for survival.

It is the same in this world. The Sentinels are the nutrients for her growth, so she cannot allow anyone to hurt them.

The state of Ange's beast form lying on the ground has completely dissipated.

The executive holding the testing instrument carefully approached and placed the instrument on the unconscious man's forehead.

A moment later, the information obtained during the inspection surprised the executive.

"Admiral Ange's negative emotions have all been purified!"

But the next moment, his voice suddenly changed:

"Admiral Ange's mental power is zero, his mental body has dissipated, and the equipment has determined that he has lost the qualifications to serve as a sentinel!!"

Sylvie looked at Qianzhi who was retracting the vines.

Almost all guides can launch psychic attacks, but most of them will only make the sentinels' mental picture more turbid, causing them to accelerate the process of frenzy.

But this kind of healing attack was the first time he had seen one.

And the guides would not take such a big risk and go deep into the mental picture of the berserker.

Is it a kind of mercy or a more cruel deprivation?
For ordinary sentinels who were about to face death, this was a refreshing relief.

But for a long-established and popular admiral of the Seventh District, his powerful spiritual strength that dominates the entire Seventh District is a kind of honor and pride.

And her fatal blow shattered everything that Ange was most proud of.

It is even more painful than death.

With just one glance, Qianzhi saw through Ange.

Sylvie took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement that was spreading from deep within his body.

Although it was a soft and harmless plant, it could easily pierce an opponent that looked much stronger than it.

She possesses a toughness that is completely different from her appearance.

This made him more interested in her.

Even want to greedily possess her.

(End of this chapter)