There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Coming to the busy Ifrit, Hemer grabbed the other's shoulders.

The sudden comfort calmed Ifrit's restless heart, and she restrained the flames that were running around.

"Think about what the teacher taught us in the Originium Arts class. The nature of fire is not just violent..."

“It can also be quiet, silent, and still…”

Guiding Ifrit, Hemer whispered, "Concentrate them at one point. Imagine you're holding a knife, a sword, a sharp weapon that can cut glass."

"Then, clear away the obstacles in front of you."

Hemer's guidance is soft and gentle, like a bedtime story.

But Ifrit understood the key point.

She has good talent, although it is acquired, but she is smart enough.

The flames gathered in her hands, and Ifrit manipulated them to begin vibrating at a high frequency.

Although the condensed flames were not as fierce and terrifying as the ones just now, they were much stronger in terms of heat and power.

Ifrit carefully took the knife in his hand and scratched the glass in front of him.

The knife encountered resistance at first contact, but compared to its previous futile attempts, it left a mark in just one go.

"I...I did it! Saria! I did it!"

Ifrit turned around and shouted excitedly, wanting to report his achievements.

But she saw the pale-faced Saria.

For a moment, excitement turned into worry.

The knife in his hand also began to tremble.

Volume 9: Chapter 79: Now...it's your turn to follow in my footsteps

"Calm down, Ifrit! I'm fine!"

Noticing Ifrit's panic, Saria immediately spoke out to comfort her, but considering that she looked like she could collapse at any moment, her words didn't seem very convincing.

Ifrit forced himself to focus on the glass in front of him and increased the output power of the Originium spell.

"Sareya... just hold on for a little while, it will be over soon, I will be quick... I will cut it open soon..."

Safra's voice was trembling, indicating fear.

She was not afraid of death or being injured, but the only thing she was afraid of was seeing her family fall in front of her.

Faster...faster...

Manipulating the knife, Ifrit kept urging himself in his heart.

"I'm fine, don't worry, we will leave... We will definitely..."

"The enamel... is cracked."

Coming to Saria's side, the sharp-eyed Hemer noticed the cracked and crumbling white enamel in the corner.

This time the speed was much faster than before in the secret passage.

It seems that Saria's body is about to reach its limit.

"I'm fine, trust me."

Glancing sideways at Hemer, Saria increased her output frequency.

White enamel was applied layer by layer, repairing the gaps that were on the verge of collapse after being bombarded by artillery fire.

"Well, I believe you."

Hemer nodded and stood behind Saria.

She looked at Vaifan in front of her.

The tall figure I used to think of now actually appears weak. This is really...

Is it fate?

Hemer didn't know how to explain or describe it. She just found that Saria seemed no different from herself.

"When you were unconscious, Director Yara told me that you are now fighting against an entire country, an enemy called Colombia."

"Um..."

"Your heart rate and body temperature are already reaching critical points. Just waking up is a burden for you."

"maybe..."

"You can't take it anymore, Saria."

A healing drone hovered above Saria's head, spraying emerald green liquid from it, providing Saria with treatment that was better than nothing.

Wounds can be healed by external forces, but not by the spirit...

"Hemer..."

After stopping the reinforcement, Saria turned to look at Liberi.

"I know your drone has been modified by Yara. I've seen the prototype of that plan."

"When?"

Looking down at the joystick in his hand, Hemer asked curiously.

"Since you went to Rhodes Island, you joined their combat operations. This is special and... unique."

With a slight smile, Saria continued, "Its current load-bearing capacity is at least enough to carry two adults on a short glide."

"Once Ifrit opens the glass, the drone will take you to the rooftop of another building."

"But you have to act quickly..."

"Careya! I opened it!"

Afterwards, Ifrit threw the cut glass aside and happily reported his "results" to Saria.

"Go... After you leave, I will go out from here and lead the enemy away for you, but it will definitely not take too long, so you better hurry..."

"Sareya."

He interrupted Saria and looked at Vaifan in front of him seriously, meeting his gaze and looking straight into her eyes.

"What's wrong? You need to hurry up, so that..."

"You haven't answered me yet."

"You can't truly stand against Lai Rhine. Is it because deep down, you're the same kind as them, the Commander-in-Chief?"

The questions that had not been answered before were once again put in front of Saria. They were sharp and difficult to answer.

Saria wanted to avoid it, but the roaring sound of artillery fire outside reminded her.

Maybe... this was the last time she would talk to Hemer.

Countless answers flashed through her mind. Saria tried to speak several times, but she only moved her lips a few times.

Finally, the answer came to her mind.

"...I'm sorry, Hummer. I've thought about it seriously, but I can't give you an answer."

She couldn't deceive Homer, nor could she deceive herself.

So, even though the truth might make Hemer sad, she planned to cherish this last chance.

"If Christen's experiment touches upon a law that should not be shaken, I will stop her. Just like the mistakes Rhine Life has made over the years, they all deserve to be corrected."

"Because I always believe that the greater the power you have, the less you should act recklessly."

"But if I could go back to the past, back to when Kristen and I first met, before anything happened..."

"I...I will not stop Christen, nor will I hinder the birth of Rhine's life."

"Yes, even though I knew that Rhine Life would be plagued by so many disasters in the future, even though I knew that Christen, Parvis, and Ferdinand's ambitions would swell to an uncontrollable level, I..."

“I will still stand with them.”

After speaking out what was in her heart, Saria felt much more relaxed, as if the huge mountain pressing on her was suddenly removed.

On the other side, Hemer listened to Saria's answer and smiled as if to expect it.

"Come on, Hummer, let's get out of here. If you want to know anything else, I'll tell you everything after this is over."

"Very selfish, right? I claim to be the creator of order, but I have broken the order I created countless times. I..."

Saria shook her head as she spoke, but Hemer put his hand to her lips.

"Sareya, perhaps... your answer is more firm than you think."

The noise of a drone sounded behind her, and a drone the size of a human head carrying Ifrit came to Saria's side.

Two straps hung from the suspension below and fell around Saria's waist.

pat~

With a slight sound, the straps were fastened by Hemer and hung around Saria's waist.

The button was locked, and no matter how Saria struggled, she could not break free. Under Hummer's manipulation, Saria was forced to "walk" towards the window opened by Ifrit.

"Hemer! What are you doing!?"

She tried her best to stop, but her body had nowhere to support itself. Saria struggled desperately, trying to run towards Hummer.

But the drag of the drone was too great, and her resistance was ultimately in vain.

In the face of Saria's cries, Hemer remained indifferent. She just stood there and watched her "family" walk towards a safe place.

The words of my enemies and elders suddenly emerged in my mind.

"These things have nothing to do with you, poor Liberi."

"What do you want? Truth, justice, or peace?"

"I'll tell you what you want to know."

"But after knowing this, what can you... do?"

The sound echoed in her ears, calming Hemer down while also bringing her a whole new understanding.

She knew Saria's answer.

Although this answer is not very satisfactory, it is the most truthful answer from Saria.

Can...

This wasn't the answer she wanted.

Without the enamel covering, the door at the back end was about to be broken by the impact of the energy weapon.

In mid-air, Saria hugged Ifrit with one hand and stretched out the other hand towards her with all her strength.

It seemed that as long as Hemer raised his hand, he could catch it.

But...she didn't.

She just retreated step by step along the way she came.

"Maybe I should have talked to you earlier."

Reaching out to tuck the long hair by his ear, Hemer pinned it behind his head.

"Just now I suddenly understood why I often can't help but lose my temper with you."

"I thought it was the aftermath of the Flame Demon incident, or maybe I was dissatisfied with your tendency to always want to take on everything by yourself."

"But really... I'm just mad at myself."

With his hands behind his back, Hemer became as reserved as when he first met Saria.

"I blame you for not doing well enough, just because... I'm used to relying on you."

"I hope you can change the governor, just like I once hoped that the teacher could save Ifrit and the governor could change Rhine. I hope that all problems can be solved by stronger people."

"Isn't that weak?"

"On the one hand, I hate those powerful people who manipulate everything and treat the lives of innocent people as consumable materials and numbers."

"On the one hand, they still pin their future and hopes on the morality and empathy of another group of powerful people."