Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

He still has so many things to do, so many things he hasn't enjoyed enough of yet. How can he just die like this?!

"Click."

That was the crisp sound of shoe heels hitting the ground.

Having lost most of his body, the man could only walk out with a hunched back and a limp. When he saw the person coming, the first thing he could see was the other person's legs.

That is...?

I felt a familiar aura about it, as if I had seen it before?

The man slowly raised his head and came into view.

She was a silver-haired woman with golden eyes that remained completely still, possessing an eerie quality that seemed to captivate the soul.

is her? !

He had certainly seen this woman before; he had seen her in the conference room during his last meeting with that esteemed person!

At that time, she was still sitting on the sofa, scrutinizing everyone in the room!

That is... that person's ally.

Ha! The man immediately broke into a look of ecstatic joy.

After all, nothing is more delightful than encountering your boss's ally in a time of crisis.

"You...you are who...that person's..."

The woman didn't say anything, she just nodded.

"Great! Quickly... quickly take me to that person."

The next moment, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his already limping legs!

Before the man could even cry out in pain, a powerful pressure caused him to fall downwards, having lost the support of his legs.

"Now, kneel down."

His golden eyes were devoid of any emotion, as cold as a deathly, frozen cave.

Two short swords shot out from the purple imaginary gates that had opened on either side at some unknown time. The sharp blades did not completely sever the man's legs, but simply cut off the joints. Without the support of the joints, the man's legs naturally knelt down under the pull and pressure!

"Varied···!!!"

The man's eyes widened in anger. He seemed to realize something, but just as he raised his head to question it, a white spear pierced his hand and pinned him firmly to the ground with unparalleled force.

"Aaaaaaah!!! What are you doing!!"

"Noisy."

The woman simply said it calmly.

His tone was arrogant and cold, as if it were all perfectly reasonable, as if it were the natural order of things.

"Who gave you permission to raise your head?"

"well!"

Enduring the excruciating pain, the man lowered his head. The woman before him was an ally of that lord, or at least of the same status. The man did not bother to argue for the sake of a momentary verbal sparring match.

As a mercenary, he could distinguish between primary and secondary matters, but he did not realize the seriousness of all these problems.

"I will relay many questions to Kosic, understand?"

"I know...I know."

"Very good, now raise your head."

He desperately needed this woman to take him to that important person, to hear him tell him to hold his head high. The man was overjoyed.

however.

— “Tear”.

The gushing blood and the viscous sounds of residual Honkai energy scraping and devouring flesh were congealing on a white javelin.

The spear struck the man squarely on the head.

The man's ugly face still held a frozen smile of impending salvation.

"I'm just passing on the message. Who would give you the wrong impression that I'd keep it?"

Losing interest, the woman walked into the alley, ignoring the corpse gradually dissipating into the Honkai energy...

P.S.: I'm currently drafting a draft. I'm wondering if I should get up a little earlier tomorrow to come up with a great idea and start posting at 9 AM?

Section 87, Chapter 84: The Interlude

"I thought I was going to die!!!"

After an unknown amount of time, the cold ground brought Swire's face back to consciousness.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!!"

My whole body aches; it feels like my body is about to fall apart.

Even moving a joint seems to produce a strange sound of bones squeezing against each other.

Fortunately, at least he didn't die.

not dead?

Once she came to her senses, Swire suddenly sat up despite her pain and frantically checked the spot that was still throbbing with pain.

The place struck by the monster's shadow—that thing looks cursed, doesn't it? If you get hurt there, you could die!

Even if they aren't stabbed to death, they'll most likely be poisoned to death!

Sure enough, the clothes had been pierced.

It's best to avoid any open wounds...

It really hurt, but there was no blood.

Didn't you expose it?

I reached my hand into the tear in the clothes and felt something hard inside.

Those are the inner pockets of the coat!

Inside, the girl slowly took out a badge from her pocket.

That was the metal family crest she brought with her when she left home.

The metal emblem's originally scratched surface is now dented, clearly indicating that it was damaged by an external impact.

"You saved my life..."

Well, now all three items were sold out. The lighter was ruined, the cell phone became a disposable bomb, and the clan emblem shielded her from a fatal blow.

Is this considered lucky or unlucky?

Anyway, I'm definitely going to get a scolding when I get back.

However, the girl was not nervous at all.

It's like a death row inmate being sentenced to death; since they're already doomed, they feel at ease.

Ignoring her status and her family's usual upbringing, Swire lay down on the spot.

"Hehe...hehehehehehe."

What a legend today! The thrill of being brought back from the brink of death left the girl feeling exhausted, yet also incredibly excited.

They defeated the villains, creating a story like the knights in the tale.

but····

Yelena?

By the way, where's that guy?!

The girl then remembered something more important, jumped up, and looked around for her "comrades-in-arms."

Fortunately, Yelena seemed to be in better condition than her.

So what's wrong with this guy? Why is he so strong?

Could it be because of Originium Arts?

Swire will never forget their beast-like battle.

That was a battle beyond her imagination.

The wind howls mournfully, and the sky seems to be collapsing.

A dance between shadows and silver shadows.

Like monsters passing through, the battles left behind vast ruins, even smashing through walls.

It is obvious that Yelena's strength far surpasses that of Swire.

Although I hate to admit it, I have to say that she is indeed stronger.

At least if it were Swire himself, he wouldn't be confident that he could take a single blow from such a ferocious monster.

They didn't even have the courage to engage in close combat with him.

Perhaps this is what they mean by "high skill breeds daring"?

I'm very curious where she learned that from.

Moreover, that ice fog was also suspicious; the temperature was already excessively low.

Is that really a power that a human can unleash? Won't it cause him to freeze?!

But we can talk about that after we get out.

Coincidentally, soon after, white lights flashed across the brick ruins, many of them flickering on the walls.

Soon, the first to dig through the rubble were the officers from the Royal Guard, followed by men in black uniforms.

Although she wasn't quite sure who these people were, Swire waved happily at them when she saw the family crests they wore on their chests.

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"That's the complete result of the post-incident investigation."

In the meeting room of the Imperial Guard Bureau.

Jiu Zheng handed the report to the man in black.

The old man from Taikoo sought an explanation from the Guard Bureau, and this report was that "explanation."

The collection of background information, as well as a letter from Wei Yanwu.

That's enough. The Victorian aristocracy behind the Swire Group should be having tea at Wei Yanwu's residence right now. Someone of Jiu's status can't get in touch with big shots of this level, so it's enough to just hand over the official documents to the other party's errand boy.

After all, in the eyes of these big shots, Jiu was considered a menial worker.

"Good work."

After saying that, the man left with the document.

Beside him were several other people dressed similarly, and downstairs, in that black limousine, perhaps a young lady was sitting there accompanying him.

But whatever, it has nothing to do with her. Although one problem was unexpectedly solved, there's no sign of the other problems stopping.

However, Jiu, who had left, did not see that several family members wearing the emblems of ancient families were inadvertently revealing eerie smiles on their faces.

As expected... everything proceeded exactly as "that person" had predicted.

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P.S.: It's so annoying. I'm stuck on this chapter. If I add any more, there won't be enough content. If I add any less, a whole chapter won't be enough. It's so frustrating.

Some readers previously suggested adding more romantic subplots between the sisters. I'm not quite sure about the book's censorship mechanism. Is it permissible to have extra romantic storylines between characters who aren't sisters in name but are in a sisterly relationship?

It's similar to how a certain dignified young lady is set to be 500 years old so that she can openly circumvent Japan's regulations against child pornography?

I'm not entirely sure, so I won't be adding any more for now. I'm afraid if I add any more, the book will be gone. [Slumps over]