There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

"It wasn't until now, when things were completely beyond my ability, that I realized... no one can truly take on everything for others."

"To everyone who has helped me along the way: Director Yara, Director Dorothy, Director Muirseth, Rhodes Island, you, and that Princess Casimir..."

"You all want me to stay out of this."

"If you hadn't fallen before me, if Ifrit hadn't been in danger, if I hadn't gone too deep into it, perhaps I would have really left..."

"But now, I've discovered that you're no different from me. In the face of an irresistible force, you can only hold out for as long as I can."

“So, I don’t want to back down.”

Behind her, the enamel protection had been shattered, and the fragments and thick fog enveloped Hemer, making it impossible for Saria to see her face.

Only Hemer's voice still reached her ears clearly.

"I can no longer tolerate myself staying under your protection. I cannot accept standing with those helpless people when disaster strikes..."

"I can no longer coexist with this weak self of mine."

"This time, I'll be one step ahead of you."

"Sareya, now it's your turn..."

"Come and follow in my footsteps."

Volume 9: Chapter 80: Transaction

The drone makes very little noise and is almost unnoticeable.

The soldiers downstairs were concentrating on guarding the exits and had no intention of looking up, so no one noticed the traces of Saria and the others.

What they care more about is opening the door of that room.

The drone accurately sent the two people to another building.

Saria smashed the glass with a punch and went in with Ifrit.

They are still not out of danger, as there must be military personnel guarding downstairs. However, as long as there is room for maneuver, Saria is confident that she can find a way out.

only...

Looking back at the road she came from, Saria suddenly found that she seemed to be unable to see anything clearly.

Hemer's figure was blurred and she couldn't judge his condition.

Silently untying the straps on her body, Saria did not say anything about going back to rescue. She just took Ifrit and walked into the dark room on the side.

This was the opportunity Homer had given her. If she wasted it, wouldn't it be...

"Careya... what should we... do now?"

Squatting beside Saria, Ifrit hugged his knees and muttered a few words under his breath.

The cruelty of real combat made her undergo baptism and complete her transformation.

"You... I'll teach you some reconnaissance methods. Go outside and take a look at the situation. Pay attention to protecting yourself and don't take action unless necessary. Our main goal right now is to leave here."

After hesitating for a moment, Saria almost subconsciously treated Ifrit as a child who needed to be coaxed to take medicine.

When she realized what was happening, she quickly changed her mind and began to assign work to Ifrit.

After receiving Saria's order, Ifrit quietly slipped away and started to do his own task.

And Saria just stayed where she was, resting quietly.

She was already in poor spirits after the operation, and then she forced herself to start fighting again, which had already put a huge burden on her body.

She didn't feel it when she was tense before, but now that she relaxed, waves of dizziness began to come and invade her mind.

Saria remained awake, looking at the scene opposite through the curtains.

She wanted to see the shadow, but... it was in vain.

Shards of enamel lay scattered across the floor, the smoke and dust had long since cleared, and the room was empty.

Saria took out the bead that represented Hemer's life and held it tightly in her hand.

The beads emit a faint heat, which means...

Hemer is fine for now.

.........

Bang...bang...bang...

The giant moved, stirring up a cloud of dust and vibrations with every step.

This is the purest oppression brought by weight, and it also carries a strong sense of oppression.

However, facing such a huge monster, Hemer was not afraid at all. She just walked out step by step.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a mecha about five meters high stood in front of Hemer. It raised its right arm, and the machine gun on it was aimed at Hemer's head.

Perhaps in the next second, Hemer will explode into heroic fragments on the ground.

However, a strange scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

The mecha slowly lowered its arms, and the observation window above its head locked onto Hemer's shoulder, where there was a white dough-like object.

Transmitter!

"really..."

Seeing this scene, Hemer felt relieved.

Just as she guessed, the Hello Everyone in front of her was not controlled by a person inside, but was composed of transmitters flowing inside, forming a fearless killing weapon.

As early as when he was escaping, Hemer took the time to observe and made this decision.

She has the transmitters given by Dorothy in her body, and what she is betting on is the connection between the transmitters!

She had been a little confused when she met Parvez before, but when the obstacles in the connection were removed, everything seemed less complicated.

Of course, there was a fifty percent chance that she would bet wrong, but so what?

This is the best option at the moment.

Saria and Ifrit successfully left, while he stayed behind to hold back the pursuers and saved his life.

Hemer was confident that even if Saria was here, she couldn't do better than her.

On the other side, the soldiers hiding behind the mecha looked at Hemer who was safe and sound, and they all looked at each other in surprise.

They didn't understand why the mechas they relied on suddenly laid down their weapons. They didn't understand.

Clearly, the order to kill without mercy was issued, but...

The mecha, however, looked as if it had nothing to do with him.

Da~

As he walked, the crisp sound of Hemer's footsteps broke the temporary tranquility.

"stop!"

"Stop!"

"Don't move!"

The soldiers raised their weapons, aimed at Hemer, and shouted.

But no one dared to shoot.

It’s still the same reason as before.

In their cognition, the mecha was directly controlled by their immediate superior, Black, so when the mecha put down its weapons, perhaps the order had changed.

Maybe Blake wants to capture him alive?

"Have the man outside come to see me. I have something he's interested in. If he wants to complete the task, he'd better do it quickly."

The black muzzles of guns were pointed at him from all directions, but Hemer was not afraid at all.

She stood there, looking up at the motionless mecha, a grin on her lips.

“No time to wait.”

.........

"Mr. Ferdinand, there's someone inside who wants to see you."

"okay, I get it."

Ferdinand stopped talking with Yara and looked at the stairs with interest.

"It seems that our former head of the defense department still has some sanity left, at least for now."

"It's okay, Director Yara. Our cooperation can still continue, and you can continue thinking, but... I'm afraid time is running out."

Ferdinand walked towards the stairs with one hand in his pocket.

Behind him, Yara glanced at the stairs with a gloomy look in her eyes. After hesitating for a while, she followed him up.

No matter what...as long as you are alive, there is still room for change.

Yara quickly followed Ferdinand's steps and met with the "Director of the Defense Department" who was waiting for them.

"He...Hemer? Why are you...?"

Not left yet?

With a look of surprise on her face, Yara even put aside her expression control.

She looked carefully at Liberi in front of her, trying to find some clues from him.

In her opinion, it should be Saria who stayed, which was consistent with that guy's usual style.

But Hemer's smile proved her identity.

"Director Yara, I'm sorry, I have unfinished business and can't leave yet."

"I remember you, Parvis's good student. When we were at Base 359, you and Elena (Xingyuan) caused me a lot of trouble."

The phantom pain in his cheek began to come again, and Ferdinand walked over to Hemer.

Compared to Yara's doubts, he didn't care that much.

In his opinion, it would be best if Saria could stay, but it didn't matter if she couldn't, it would just be a matter of replacing someone else.

Given Saria's personality, she definitely won't let it go.

There is still a chance later.

"They said if you have something to talk to me about, just say it directly and don't beat around the bush."

He waved his hand impatiently. Ferdinand's patience towards Hemer was obviously different from that towards Saria.

"Yes, you still remember my name."

After taking a deep breath, Hemer continued, "I... want to make a deal with you."

"trade?"

After listening to Hemer's words, Ferdinand finally became interested.

"You want me to let Saria and the others go? This is not something you and I can decide."

The moment he saw Hemer's eyes, Ferdinand understood what she wanted.

But he just shook his head.

Even though he is in a good position now, he does not have much power. To put it bluntly, he is just working for Blake.

Now he doesn't have the capital to turn the table over.

"No, this is the only thing I can decide."

It seems so. Having anticipated Ferrer Dilingnan's answer, Hemer took out his only support.

It is also the beacon that brought me here.

What Dorothy gave...transmitter.

Volume 9: Chapter 81: Art

Having lived for so many years, Ferdinand's vision is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At just one glance, he could tell the difference in the transmitter in Hemer's hand.