Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

The first step is already underway. As long as the Unarmored Alliance has any sense left, they shouldn't continue trying to attack infected settlements—regardless of who gave them the orders.

The second item is what the doctor is currently working on. Once the agreement is signed, Rhodes Island will be able to establish a medical system in Kazimierz to serve the infected, which will greatly alleviate their survival problems.

However, it is clear to everyone that this approach cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

Those infected, lacking money and power, are still forced to live an illegal and humiliating existence or face exile.

Choosing to become an infected knight is simply a way to live a precarious life in a place with slightly better medical conditions than before.

If people's ideas and institutions, as well as the irrational capitalist system, are not changed, everything in Kazimierz will remain the same.

This is the third issue that needs to be addressed.

But these are all things that the PhD students need to consider.

Some of these things are too abstract, and they are not specific enough to be considered concrete matters.

Therefore, they need to weigh the options between "going all out" and "being as thorough as possible".

Both are possible; it's just a matter of deciding which one to choose.

However, the situation was somewhat different for the three Saiyans.

Aside from Gohan, who may have a stronger sense of prioritizing the bigger picture, the other two are always more willing to focus on solving immediate goals or achieving a tangible objective.

"Who you are, why you're looking for me, and who gave you the orders—none of that matters."

“I don’t care how many people are involved behind the scenes, but I know I have to take down every single one of them who stands in my way.”

While Badak was still procuring supplies for the starving and freezing infected, Tomat also encountered a situation that was more suitable for a "direct solution".

The uniform, dark blue color clearly indicates that it's not a couple's outfit, but rather the uniform of some organization.

The person who followed him all the way wasn't doing it for an autograph, and certainly wasn't some twisted, rookie Cavaliers fan from the club.

"So, you're going to stand in my way?"

In the empty park, the dim yellow streetlights flickered.

Two blue figures emerged from the shadows of the bushes.

Holding a bow and arrow, he maintained a certain distance from Tomat.

"You've been exposed. Your intuition is really sharp."

"It doesn't matter. Since you're so direct, it saves me a lot of trouble."

After leaving the arena, Tomat noticed two large auras following him at a distance.

To avoid starting a fight in a crowded place, he deliberately came to this sparsely populated park.

However, in the eyes of the two lapis lazuli, this was exactly what they expected—walking into a trap.

“I’ve heard that recently there have been a lot of guys like you attacking Rhodes Island’s contestants, right? — It seems that their displeasure with you has angered quite a few people.”

"But I don't quite understand. You've been thwarted by those people so many times, why are you still planning to cause trouble for me? Assassination couldn't harm them, so you came looking for me instead?"

Do I look weak?

Thomas, still wearing the armor of the Rookie Knight, asked the blue-haired man, who was two or three streetlights away from him, with a relaxed posture.

"Wrong."

The blue bow was drawn into a full moon shape.

Monica's nocked arrow was so swift that it became a blur.

Perhaps archers on the battlefield don't mind exposing themselves, and might even form a huge square formation to unleash a rain of swords.

But as unarmored archers of the Azure Kings, who were assassins, they could have been more secure by continuing to remain hidden in the shadows and unleash sneak attacks on their targets.

What drove Monica to launch an attack directly while she was in the enemy's line of sight was undoubtedly her arrogance as a lapis lazuli.

So what if it's being observed?

When you hear the taut bowstring, you've already been shot through.

As long as the target is completely killed, the act of "assassination" can still be considered a success.

"We are stronger than that rabble—"

As Monica finished speaking, a blue line seemed to slice through space.

It was aimed directly at Thomas's forehead, and the helmet, which offered no protection, would be easily pierced through.

The vibrations caused by the lapis lazuli arrow piercing the air shattered the metal of a streetlamp in its path.

Even without the added power-enhancing Originium Arts, it surpasses the destructive power of most ballistae.

This was achieved by a seemingly frail woman using a bow and arrow.

The arrows are strung together in a straight line, end to end.

The arrows scattered like rain, striking the limbs precisely.

Two lapis lazuli warriors simultaneously sniping at a single target in an open field—even if the opponent is a titled knight or a silver-speared pegasus, they cannot escape becoming sitting ducks.

—At least, that was the case in the old Kazimierz.

"Really? I can't tell."

In his left hand was a large handful of neatly arranged arrows, which were meant to be shot at Tomat's limbs.

In his right hand, one arrow after another, having been repeatedly pierced from end to end, now resembled a rough bouquet of flowers.

Thomas released the large handful of arrows and then straightened the "Flower of Arrows" in his right hand.

As if by magic, it transformed back into an arrow with extremely high density.

"I'll get bored if I can't prove you guys are strong."

"...!"

The two blue-gold figures' expressions changed.

A direct demonstration of power is far more persuasive than mere words.

Even if those arrows weren't fired with their full strength, they were indeed shooting them with the assumption that their opponents were at the Silver Spear Pegasus level.

"Hey, this isn't what we agreed on. I'm thinking of running away."

"When have you ever not wanted to run away?"

"I'm serious about running this time."

Roy's flippant expression turned into a wry smile.

Monica's indifferent expression turned serious.

"...Aren't you going to attack?"

"Tomat asked from the other end."

On the plot of land where the streetlights were damaged, only the blurry outline of Tomat under the moonlight could be seen in the shadows.

Severe air pollution only allows the murky, yellowish light to illuminate an extremely narrow field of vision.

Shadows are supposed to be the partners of assassins and killers.

Members of the Unarmored Alliance are already accustomed to traveling in the pitch black of night.

They are less accustomed to walking in the sunlight than to being afraid of the dark.

"Then it's my turn."

Tomat moved.

At this moment, in the darkness that brought them "peace of mind," the two lapis lazuli warriors unanimously recalled long-buried emotions.

That was when I was ignorant and unaware of the complexities of society, and simply felt awe for the purest form of nature.

A room after the lights are off, shadows outside the window, a monster under the bed.

When they were just ordinary children, they had the most instinctive and fantastical fear of the dark.

Lapis lazuli's mistakes are never due to exposure to light or darkness.

Their only mistake was being on the same land as Tomat while they were enemies.

"Take this arrow and I'll let you go, how about it?"

[Main Text] Terra's World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament: Debate Chapter 85 "Career Advice"

This isn't right.

This shouldn't be happening.

We, Qingjin, second only to Xuan Tie in the Wuzhou Alliance, carried out an assassination against our target with no room for reversal, as always.

The target is always the prey.

We, on the other hand, are the hunters with the greatest advantage.

But why is it now the prey offering us a chance to "survive"?

Monica's strong sense of self-esteem and her instinctive aversion to "unexpected" things caused her to feel confused about her current situation, while also igniting a strong sense of resistance.

"call out----"

She blew her whistle, and at the same time, the communication device sent a reinforcement signal to the nearby waiting squad.

Qingjin would lead the team when Baijin was unavailable, but such teamwork usually only occurred when there were too many targets to solve, and there was no need for Qingjin to personally take action; they only needed to give instructions.

Now, with these targeted assassinations, ordinary members of the Unarmored Alliance have no say in the matter.

Therefore, Monica's call for assistance was not in the hope that these reinforcements could overwhelm the opponent, whom she also found difficult to deal with, through sheer numbers.

She was simply using her advantages to the fullest extent possible to fight without following the rules.

The conditions proposed by Thomas not only angered her, but she also disdained to consider even the slightest possibility of them.

"Hey! Stop it! Don't do that!"

The two lapis lazuli gold medalists are evenly matched.

After Monica completed the "rejection" operation with lightning speed, Roy, who was also a lapis lazuli, was too late to stop her.