Ark Chess Player.

That's what Franka said.

The Kingslayer understood perfectly, so she took on Franka's task, single-handedly carrying out the decapitation operation against the sorcerers and crossbowmen.

Razer approached Amiya and said seriously, "Amiya, Misha's health is deteriorating. Her acute Oripathy has spread due to the strenuous exercise. We are still some distance from Loatheb, and I would like to request the transfer of the medical team stationed on the Rhodes Island ship. We need professional support. I suggest that Franka escort them, and we will hold the line here."

Franka raised an eyebrow in displeasure: "You, the one who's all over everyone..."

“Since we’ve chosen to stand on the opposite side of Lungmen and the Reunion Movement, we should be prepared for this.” Razer raised her trembling left hand to stop her from speaking. Her expression was quite serious. “I admit that I’m in a bad state right now because of my injury, but I hope you can play a bigger role instead of just staying by my side to protect me. Franka, you shouldn’t waste your time on me.”

"...Idiot honor student, where do I have time to spare!"

Franka turned her head away angrily, her breasts heaving as she did so, showing that she was indeed very angry.

As an Oripathy patient, Franka knew her life was far shorter than Liskarm's; her future was already on a countdown. From the day she contracted Oripathy, the meaning of her life had long since changed.

Why can't this stupid girl, Razer, understand her?!

Razer frowned and asked, "What did you say?"

"Idiot! Fool! Fool! Straight-Ahead Girl! Top Student, has your brain gone stupid from reading too much? You might as well quit Black Steel International. If you want to change your hometown, you'd be better off abandoning the military and going into academics! Studying is more suitable for you!"

"Franka! You—"

"enough!"

Amiya's sharp shout stopped Razer and Franka's escalating argument. She interjected helplessly, "You two need to calm down. The Reunion Movement is still lurking around us. Now is not the time to argue."

Franka was still sulking, while Razer was completely baffled.

She didn't realize she had said something wrong; her suggestion was clearly correct.

Capable people should stay where they belong. What's wrong with that?

"Gentlemen, please hear me out."

Amiya calmly replied, "I've taken Razer's suggestion, but we don't need to send anyone to escort them. Don't underestimate Rhodes Island's medics; I've already contacted Gavial, and she'll be in charge of leading the team."

Franka and Razer's expressions changed; the former immediately bristled, while the latter showed a slightly relieved expression.

Gavial, the medic, is renowned throughout Rhodes Island. Those she treats often have serene expressions. Franka, suffering from Oripathy, is forced to interact with medics, and Gavial was one of those who conducted her medical examination.

Razer remembers that on the day the physical exam ended, Franka cried when she returned to her dorm.

“For example, if she were leading the team, I wouldn’t need to go at all.” Franka’s voice trembled.

Amiya smiled slightly and agreed, "Yes, Miss Franka, I have other tasks for you to handle."

“Uh…” Franka paused stiffly, her body language clearly indicating that she didn’t want to go. But Amiya was the commander here, and she had the authority to assign anyone any task.

Franka lowered her ears and whispered, "Tell me, and I'll do it."

Amiya cleared her throat: "Please assist the heavy armor operator Liskarm with his mission, and be responsible for guarding the temporary base and protecting our safety."

"Is it...?"

Franka suddenly perked up her ears, her expression blank.

Before her, Amiya's fair face blossomed into a mischievous smile.

Chapter 296 Her Smile Never Means Good News (4K)

"Please assist Razer with their mission: defend the temporary outpost and ensure its safety."

Franka repeatedly checked Amiya's instructions in her mind. Did this mean she was ordered to pick up girls? What a stroke of luck!

"You don't want to accept it?" Amiya said seriously. "Then I'll have to give you a different mission, okay?"

"No, no, no, I'm willing! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Franka responded hastily upon hearing this.

When she saw Amiya smirking, she realized she had been tricked.

I never thought that I, the dignified Franca, would have a day when I would make a mistake!

Don't let Amiya's small size fool you; when you cut her open, she's all black.

Franka seemed to have thought of something. She stepped forward and whispered in Amiya's ear, "Amiya, if you want to take your relationship further in the future, I can give you advice. Don't be shy, I'm your senior in this area. Look at Razer, I have her completely under my thumb. Don't be fooled by my teasing of Razer, she's actually quite secretly horny. Every time I tease her, she's secretly thrilled, otherwise she would have broken up with me long ago. That's called romance, you know what romance is?"

"I, I didn't mean to... with the Doctor... that, um... ah... or anything..."

Amiya's ears gradually turned red, and she shyly tapped her index fingers together, muttering to herself.

"Oh, you're a PhD, huh... there's a bit of an age gap, but that's alright!"

Franka suddenly realized that she had never seen what the doctor looked like, only heard of his great name.

The story of Dr. Rhodes Island's hero, who single-handedly challenged Garson, the leader of the Sarkaz mercenaries of Reunion, to save a former Reunion cadre who had killed the King... after being spread from person to person and various embellished rumors, even Franka of Blacksteel International had heard a little about it. It's likely that only the stubborn Razer on Rhodes Island was unaware of this.

All of this was a conspiracy by the intelligence chief, Fu Rong!

"Don't worry, Amiya! Age is not a problem, height is not a barrier. Keep going! I'll be there for you!"

Franka patted Amiya's thin shoulder heavily and grinned mischievously, "Rhodes Island probably doesn't have any textbooks on physiological health. I asked White Owl, and after just a few words and explanations of some terms, she completely lost it. But it doesn't matter, they don't have any, but I do! When I get back to Blacksteel International after this mission, I'll send you a few copies, all of them the best."

"Um……"

Amiya nodded somewhat shyly.

Seeing Amiya's hesitation, Franka whispered in her ear, her tone more forceful, "Don't you want the Doctor to be at your feet, watching him constantly beg you? Amiya, I know, you and I are the same kind of people. We both like to tease... cough cough, to see how the person we like reacts. You must have seen the Doctor's vulnerable side, right? It's cute, isn't it~"

After Franka finished speaking, she turned to look at Razer and gave him a flirty wink.

Razer waved his hand dismissively, completely unaware that Franka was plotting something.

"The way the doctor kept asking me for things..."

Amiya subconsciously imagined the Doctor's ridiculously handsome face, his always gentle demeanor, his always authoritative presence, his always treating her like a child, his always doting on her... Could such a Doctor also have a vulnerable side?

Hello, yes.

When the doctor finished working overtime until dawn, his expression was as if he were about to die. His eyes were vacant, a thin white line hung from the corner of his mouth, his long neck was raised high, his collarbone was faintly visible, and his skin, which had been in the stone coffin for three years without seeing the sun, was excessively pale, even more delicate than that of an average girl. Coupled with his appearance of imminent death, it was truly—heart-pounding!

So that's why I love locking the PhD in his office and watching him work!

Amiya understood. She grasped Franka's hands and said earnestly, "Teacher Franka, please send it to me! I want to learn more and more!"

Franka exclaimed with deep admiration, "This child is teachable!"

“Although I don’t know what you’re talking about, Amiya, as the commander, you can’t be too considerate of the operators’ feelings. With Franka’s overall combat capabilities, she is more suited to proactive offense than passive defense.”

The clueless Razer hadn't given up on getting Franka to play her true role. She thought Amiya was giving the order out of consideration for both of them, which was clearly not the attitude a commander should have.

A commander should stand at different perspectives, without any personal emotions, and calmly issue each order.

The reason most companies prohibit office romances is precisely because they worry that close relationships between employees can lead to mutual favoritism, cover-ups, and hindering of each other's work. When working on the same project, they might neglect each other's needs and try to cover up each other's mistakes. One wrong step can lead to a series of problems.

But Razer is different. She receives the salary of a regular employee, but she thinks she's doing the work of the boss.

What does it mean to be a dedicated pioneer?

Amiya understood what Liskarm was concerned about. She shook her head and said seriously, "Miss Liskarm, every command I make has a reason. Franka staying here to strengthen the defenses is not simply because of your relationship or to give you special treatment."

Just as Razer was about to say something, Amiya raised her hand and pointed to the passageway in front of them, between the tall buildings on both sides.

Razer focused her gaze and, with her excellent eyesight, immediately noticed that the shadow behind the pillar was irregularly shaped, vaguely revealing the trajectory of a human figure.

"This is--"

"Most of Reunion's enemies are coming; they want to sneak over while pretending they haven't noticed us."

Amiya didn't even need to look; she could sense the other person's presence. Her current state was peculiar; she could clearly perceive the emotional state of everyone present. A prismatic pupil was reflected in her azure eyes, with a faint crimson glow emanating from the corners.

If Lin Lu were present, he would be quite surprised, because Amiya's state was remarkably similar to his digitized spirit domain. However, his digitized spirit domain was more complete, while Amiya's Mind's Eye was like code being entered for the first time—a framework just established, the content incomplete, containing only a simple command… But as the data becomes more complete, her abilities will further enhance, updating and evolving to the next version with each iteration. Ultimately, surpassing Lin Lu wouldn't be impossible.

This is probably a case of like father, like daughter.

“If we send Franka to launch a surprise attack now, it might alert the enemy. It’s better to wait and see. Even if the Reunion Movement breaks through here, we can shift our battle lines. We can also detonate the explosives planted underneath, destroy the supporting pillars, and bury the enemy under the rubble,” Amiya said calmly, her eyes filled with unwavering determination. She would not waver on this matter.

Razer gazed at Amiya's slender back. She lowered her head slightly and suddenly realized... that the one acting impulsively was actually herself.

She kept emphasizing that Franka should do tasks suitable for her, but in reality, it was because of her own emotional state. She didn't want to be seen as useless by Franka, nor as a burden or a hindrance, that was all.

Amiya may have seen through it all, but she didn't say anything.

I'm really... quite naive.

"Miss Razer."

"Yes!"

Razer shuddered and quickly looked up at Amiya.

Amiya looked her straight in the eye and said, word by word, "The Reunion Movement is about to launch a full-scale offensive. I want you to lead the heavy-armored operators in defense, using flanking maneuvers. I know your injuries haven't fully healed, but I trust your judgment. You've calmed down, haven't you?"

"Yes...yes! Leave it to me, Amiya!"

Razer quickly rallied, the last vestiges of confusion in her heart dispelled, leaving her calm and serene.

Franka's gaze darted back and forth between Amiya and Liskarm. She had underestimated this young leader of Rhodes Island. Despite her young age, she was growing; a resilient sapling would one day grow a lush canopy and become a towering tree.

"Amiya, um, I think I saw the former commander of Reunion?"

Franka placed her hand on the hilt of the sword. After numerous battles, the already fragile thermite sword could still unleash about four more Originium Arts. After all, this was just an industrial-grade weapon, not a legendary, ancient artifact; indestructibility came at a price.

“It’s not just him. I can sense that there’s another leader-level figure in the Reunion Movement…” Amiya’s gaze shifted from the broken bones to a white-haired, red-eyed Sarkaz woman standing on a distant high platform.

"W."

Amiya said softly.

Sarkaz mercenary W stood on the high platform, her gaze meeting Amiya's from afar, the fake smile that usually graced her face vanished.

Someone once commented on W: "Her smile never brings good news."

But she doesn't smile anymore.

"Amiya."

W murmured to herself, gazing at the young leader of Rhodes Island from afar, her eyes drifting to a more distant horizon. In her eyes, she seemed to see the shadow of that person behind the resolute Amiya.

In the fifth district of Lungmen Outer Ring, the nighttime raid launched by the Reunion Movement a few days ago left behind numerous traces of Rhodes Island. As an action-oriented individual, W naturally came specifically to observe, reconstructing the tactical command style of that person in her mind. Based on this, she wanted to deduce how much of the opponent's strength had recovered, whether he had truly lost his memory, and whether he could still defeat him.

W has a good habit.

Wherever she goes, she leaves behind some little surprises.

There are approximately nine surprise boxes hidden in the fifth district of the outer ring of Longmen, each in a different location, yet they all work together to create a chain reaction. W, an expert in explosives and geotechnical engineering, understands where to place explosives to achieve a resonance effect.

The remote control for the time bomb was in her hands; she could wipe out the Rhodes Island team here at any time if she wanted. Of course, the mission target would also perish here, which, in a sense… aligned with her interests—a quick way to achieve her objective. The downside was that hastily eliminating the target would jeopardize her position within the Reunion Movement.

W shook her hand, tossing the remote control up and down in her palm, but she hesitated to press the detonation button.

“Let me see why Theresa chose you…” W muttered to herself, putting the remote back in her pocket, tugging at the gun on her shoulder, and a charming smile curving her lips. “Don’t die too quickly, you little brat.”

"Speaking of which, where's that gloomy, blockhead guy? Did he run away?"

W muttered to himself, "I haven't found any trace of the doctor."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around in terror, gun in hand. The safety was already engaged, ready to fire a grenade at any moment.

The evil spirits of the Tower of Babel are like ghosts, always appearing without warning when the enemy is least prepared.

"No?! Yeah, right! I know you're here! Die!!"

W turned around again, knowing full well that Dr. Babel loved to play dirty tricks, launching a surprise attack the moment people let their guard down! She even called it the "turnaround kill," claiming that she learned it from Lisa during a friendly exchange at a Silent Hill PT.

"Damn... still nothing?"

W, in a battle of wits with thin air, subconsciously swore and gave an awkward yet polite smile.

Has the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel really run away?

Shame!

On the other side, Amiya was full of question marks as she watched W clown around on a distant high platform.

What kind of tactic is this? Is it a distraction tactic? And it's incredibly effective!

"Amiya, the enemy is here."

The Kingslayer leaped lightly, landing gracefully from the rooftop of the abandoned building. She moved with the agility of a feather, arriving beside Amiya without a sound, not even stirring the dust on the ground.

Franka's eyes widened in shock. She subconsciously touched the extra fat that had accumulated around her waist due to the excellent food on Rhodes Island.

One of Rhodes Island's unsolved mysteries is why the Kingslayer maintains such a good physique yet weighs so little.