Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

Even landlords don't have surplus grain.

Sodium chloride originally thought that such harsh words would drive the other party away.

After all, knights are nobles, and nobles are generally quite petty.

But unexpectedly...

The female knight was not angry at all; instead, she struggled to her feet.

"Although it may seem shameless, I sincerely hope..."

I can accompany you in the days to come.

ha? !

Is this guy out of his mind?

Although sodium chloride's expression remained unchanged, the malice within him was already surging forth.

If Yelena were here, she would have killed this guy long ago.

Are you kidding me? !

Isn't this just another pair of troublesome eyes?

However, the female knight didn't seem to be joking at all; she appeared to be the serious and earnest type.

It's also the most troublesome type.

"It's dangerous here. I want to protect you. You saved me, and as a knight, I want to repay you with my actions."

Protect?

Who to protect?

I?

If sodium chloride weren't the kind of food sold at noodle stalls, I really wouldn't be able to help but laugh.

If it were someone as utterly despicable as Piana here, he would definitely burst out laughing.

Wait.

Suddenly, the mockery in my heart was shattered by a question.

This was her oversight.

The female knight in front of him had no idea who he was, much less what the true strength of sodium chloride was.

Therefore, judging strength solely by appearance, sodium chloride's image as a thin, gentle woman who dislikes exercise would definitely be underestimated. She's a doctor, after all.

In everyone's mind, a doctor who looks frail is indeed in danger in such a place.

So it's understandable that the female knight would think that way.

Is he some kind of free tool?

No, it's still too troublesome.

Sodium chloride dismissed the idea in his mind; the disadvantages outweighed the advantages. Having an extra pair of eyes would be very troublesome, and trying to get rid of the female knight later would only cause more trouble.

This is unnecessary and goes against her aesthetics.

"No need, she's enough. After all, she's the one who saved you."

He glanced at Yelena, who was staring blankly at the flames.

The meaning of sodium chloride is already quite clear.

"Can····"

Seeing that the other party was about to make another effort, sodium chloride decided to shut them up with words.

They're practically making it clear that they don't need you here anymore.

It's easier to work if you have one less pair of eyes.

Besides, the thought of female knights is just too much trouble.

These people are either stubbornly incomprehensible or fanatical religious believers.

Or perhaps they are old-fashioned.

In short, it's extremely difficult to communicate with them.

Just as sodium chloride was about to completely shatter the other person's illusions, the girl's voice suddenly rang out.

"How about... we take her with us?"

What? !

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P.S.: Two updates today. I didn't get back until after 9 PM yesterday after dealing with all this mess. I was exhausted and just collapsed into bed without writing a single word. So I'll release the plot tomorrow. I'm worried that if I work all day and then try to finish a draft overnight, I might just die from overwork [crying].

Chapter 113, Section 117: The Tower of Babel

Take her with you?

Sodium Chloride glanced at the female knight in front of him, but had no such intention.

But Yelena seemed quite interested in this new older sister.

Perhaps it was just out of pity.

The female knight's appearance was tattered and dirty, but her resolute face and gender advantage created a striking contrast.

That is, what is called compassion.

Meaningless emotions.

Our wicked sodium chloride naturally despises such meaningless womanly compassion, but Yelena is different.

That's why she felt sorry for this guy.

trouble.

and····

Why do I feel this inexplicable irritability?

What's causing this feeling of irritability?

Sodium chloride grew increasingly disgusted with the woman in front of him.

"There's nothing extra to feed a third person, so it's better to let her figure it out herself. There are many mercenary camps around here, haven't you considered letting her become a Sarkaz mercenary?"

A powerful knight, I imagine mercenary groups would welcome her arrival.

With his eyes closed, Sodium Chloride leaned against the suitcase behind him, resting with his eyes closed.

In reality, there was nothing to discuss, and it was settled just like that.

Once she's made up her mind, no one can force her to change it.

"Woo~"

Seeing that her sister disagreed, Yelena had no choice but to resort to her ultimate move.

The girl slowly opened her eyes as wide as possible, her gray pupils reflecting the dark starry sky.

It looked like a sky full of stars.

Although she has grown up, Yelena is still considered a child.

Children, on the other hand, will usually try to force adults to change their minds by being affectionate and coquettish.

Trying to be cute won't work.

"Sister~"

Tsk.

trouble.

"Let's make it clear first."

The landlord's family has no surplus grain; if you want food, you'll have to find your own way.

The doctor had no choice but to deliver the conditions harshly before getting up to keep watch.

"······Thanks."

Lin Guang expressed his gratitude to the silver-haired girl.

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A black crown.

And the Tower of Babel.

In the dead of night, amidst the ruins of the battlefield, the girl was immersed in darkness, pondering the clues she had found in Lungmen.

The so-called "irresistible conditions" offered by the Rat King were indeed very helpful.

Sodium chloride is certainly valuable, at least in terms of its price.

Because this provides important directional clues.

It's much more reliable than running around like a blind cat trying its luck.

However, it was very vague, only pointing out the place Kazdel and a seemingly plausible but ultimately ambiguous word.

"The Tower of Babel..."

It's nonsensical; it seems like a name, but I have absolutely no idea what it refers to.

She had only arrived in this unfamiliar land a few days ago, and she still knew very little about it.

Lack of intelligence.

But that damned black snake actually ran away; he's the kind of guy who disappears as soon as the cooperation ends.

Sodium chloride didn't think the intelligence problem was difficult at first, but once Koschche, that cunning old rat, was gone, the intelligence suddenly became a bit difficult to obtain.

It has to be said that having connections is definitely convenient.

And now we have to start from scratch again.

trouble.

Ultimately, whose fault is this?!

Who on earth forced this damn mission and all this trouble on her?

She simply prefers a peaceful life, to live like a plant.

They're all troublesome guys.

Managers are troublesome, and so are their peers.

Even Yelena is quite... troublesome.

In short, they are all troublesome entities, as if they are incompatible with sodium chloride.

Fortunately, she didn't come away completely empty-handed.

Just like.

The scar market.

As is well known, Kazdel is a country shrouded in war, and its only export to the world is violence.

That is, that group of mercenaries.

Therefore, mercenary groups need intelligence and also need to establish intelligence connections between their employers and the mercenaries.

This led to the emergence of a special profession called middleman.

The gathering place for these people is the "scar market".

It's called a market, but it's nothing more than a black market.

It's nothing more than buying and selling information, trading violence, and assessing the value of human lives.

It truly is a country entirely composed of violence.