What happened to the Delta Force? It turned into Arknights!

In this situation, when she called him "little brother" in a tone that was a mixture of tenderness, teasing, and a hint of secret intimacy, Han Fei felt a strange, indescribable awkwardness creep up his spine.

He liked mature and reliable older sisters and had fantasized about being called "brother" by an older sister in a dependent tone. But to be so clearly defined as "younger brother" by an older sister in person, especially in this ambiguous atmosphere.

This feeling...

Tsk, this is a bit tough.

I like mature older women.

I was called "brother" by an older sister!

The older sister called me "little brother"!

Volume 1: Chapter 146 The Oath

Remian didn't give Han Fei a chance to react. Like a gust of wind, she took two steps back in front of him, creating distance between them.

Then, she casually concealed the playful and cunning look in her eyes, reverting to her gentle demeanor, and said softly, "Shall we go down? They should still be waiting for us; we can't keep them waiting too long."

After saying that, she lifted her foot and walked down the hillside.

Han Fei raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "They flirted and then ran away? Don't they have any chance of survival?"

Ironically, what she said made perfect sense. Texas and Remuel were indeed waiting downstairs, and if things dragged on any longer, those two might come up to check on the situation themselves.

Then it won't be a private interaction, but rather public flirting.

Han Fei wasn't too concerned about Texas as a mere country.

But Remuel was not an option.

It's not for any other reason than that Remuel is actually quite young at this age.

If Han Fei remembers correctly, she is only 17 years old at this time?

What kind of brother-in-law would flirt with his sister in front of her younger sister?

Han Fei himself felt something was off, let alone Remy An, who certainly wouldn't be happy to see this situation.

While Han Fei was lost in thought, Remy Anne had already walked several meters away.

Seeing this, Han Fei no longer hesitated, turned to Ines and said, "Move, don't be a puppet. I have no time to take care of a puppet."

Ines silently stood up and followed Han Fei down the hillside.

After walking for a short while, she suddenly asked, "You can save him, right?"

Han Fei continued moving without even turning his head, saying, "Indeed, but there's no need."

“Miss Ines, I did give you a chance, didn’t I?”

"Is there an opportunity?"

Ines stared intently at Han Fei's retreating figure and said softly, "Then your chance is truly merciful."

"Am I being kind, or are you going too far?"

Han Fei finally turned around and glanced at Ines. "Your current predicament is indeed related to me. It was me and my team that defeated you and your team. But have you ever thought about why?"

"Isn't it because you ordered your men to launch a sneak attack first?"

No matter how you look at it, Han Fei doesn't think he has any problems.

He initially intended to talk things over, thinking he could have Ines keep his quest items until he collected some loot and then they could exchange them.

Before he could even see the person or say a word, his helmet exploded. Luckily, Han Fei reacted quickly, otherwise the arrow would have hit Remyane instead of him.

Who could resist retaliating?

Anyway, Han Fei couldn't help himself.

Since they've already been shot in the head, what's the point of talking? Let's fight first.

You've already blown my mind out of control, so it's not too much for me to just take action, right?

As for seizing the spoils, that happened after he was beaten, not because he started by grabbing them and then incidentally crushed Ines's team.

Reversing cause and effect is not a good habit.

Ines was silent for a long time. After that, she skipped over the topic and asked, "So, what exactly do you want for me to be willing to save him?"

Why should I save him?

Han Fei retorted, "Don't you think I'm causing enough trouble already? I can't find any reason to save him, nor any corresponding benefits. On the contrary, I can foresee how much trouble saving him will bring me."

"A mercenary group leader, and one filled with hatred. Even if I temporarily defeat his group, I think with his abilities, he can quickly gather a new mercenary group, can't he?"

"Everything you said is right."

Surprisingly, Ines did not refute Han Fei's words, but instead agreed with him, saying, "With his abilities, he can indeed quickly assemble a new team."

"So why should I create trouble for myself?" Han Fei raised an eyebrow.

"Because of me, my existence is for profit."

Ines lowered her head and said softly, "I swear to the Lord of the Court that I will be loyal to you, and if I break my oath, may my soul never find peace and may I never enter that peaceful land of death."

Han Fei raised an eyebrow, but he didn't quite believe it. He said, "Miss Ines, your credit score is already very low with me."

Terra isn't some cultivation world, and Han Fei doesn't believe that swearing an oath to a royal ruler has a binding effect similar to "the Way of Heaven."

In cultivation novels, swearing an oath to the Heavenly Dao is indeed subject to severe backlash if the oath is broken.

But what about Terra?

If the Banshee Queen possessed the power of "Heavenly Dao," how could Kazdel have fallen to its current state?

“Since you are so familiar with Kazdel, you should know that the Banshee Queen is also the Sarkaz’s undertaker,” Ines said softly. “Her bone whistles play mournful music that guides the souls of the fallen back to Kazdel.”

"The soul is the core of the banshee's witchcraft."

At this point, Ines paused, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

“I don’t know if she can do it, but if she can, I am willing to use my soul as paper and the sorcery of the Banshee Queen as pen to write an oath on my soul that can never be broken.”

She lowered her head, seemingly not wanting Han Fei to notice the complex emotions in her eyes: "I am willing to serve you as my master, until the end of my life."

Han Fei continued walking, his voice drifting back: "I will never believe in empty promises."

Ines paused involuntarily, instinctively clenching her fists, but quickly relaxed them.

She didn't mention it again and silently followed Han Fei.

When Han Fei arrived at the meeting point, the three girls were already gathered together. Remuel, like a lark returning to its nest, nestled into her older sister Remuel's arms, nuzzling her head affectionately and chattering excitedly about the "spoils of war" she had just plundered:

"Sis! You have no idea, those bags were like a general store, full of all sorts of random things! But... but there weren't many decent, valuable items..."

Her voice carried a hint of disappointment after her initial excitement.

Remien was like the gentlest harbor, gently embracing her sister with one arm and rhythmically patting her back with the other, a serene smile playing on her lips. She didn't interrupt her sister's chatter, but listened patiently, only occasionally letting out a soft "hmm" or "I see" in response.

The warm whispers between the sisters gradually ceased only as Han Fei's footsteps drew closer.

"Oh, boss, you're here!"

Remi lifted her head from her sister's arms, her face instantly breaking into a bright, energetic smile. She waved vigorously at Han Fei, "We've been waiting for you for ages!"

"It was your sister who walked fast,"

Han Fei walked to Remuel's side and explained naturally, "I haven't stopped for a moment."

"Now that everything's settled, shouldn't we leave?"

As Remuel spoke, she suddenly lowered her voice and subconsciously leaned closer to Han Fei and her sister, as if to avoid unseen gazes. "This place feels awful to me... I always feel like there are eyes watching us from the shadows, it's so creepy."

It must be said that Remuel's perception was indeed sharp; in fact, Han Fei had already noticed those gazes long ago.

The Demon Queen's court did not exterminate her clan.

In the great war of 898, the Banshee race stood at the forefront to defend their homeland, and the Great Banshee Ramaren became one of the "Six Heroes" of Sarkaz during that battle.

However, despite their victory in the war, the Banshee Royal Court suffered heavy casualties and soon left Kazdel to recuperate in the valley.

until today.

Those banshees who returned to the valley were the source of the spying gazes that the Archangel sensed.

"In theory, traveling at night is indeed not the best choice."

Remyane echoed softly, glancing around at the valley gradually shrouded in twilight, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly. "But this time, I also feel that Xiao Le's feelings are not without merit."

Instead of making a decision immediately, she turned her gaze to Han Fei, her voice gentle yet questioning:

What do you think, boss?

I don't know if it was just my imagination, or if the ripples in my heart from that earlier "boss's brother" hadn't subsided yet.

Hearing Remy utter the word "boss" in her gentle voice again, Han Fei's heart skipped a beat.

Her tone and manner were perfectly normal, calm and without a trace of emotion. Yet, Han Fei felt that this simple form of address seemed to carry some indescribable, hidden meaning.

It was as if those two words, lightly pressed between her lips, carried a subtle, almost imperceptible teasing tone that only the two of them understood.

Unexpectedly, Ines, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Well then, Mr. Han Fei, I shall begin."

Without waiting for Han Fei's reaction, she called out loudly, "Your Excellency Lamaren, please respond to my call. I have a small request, and I hope Your Excellency Lamaren will grant it."

Upon hearing this, Han Fei and his teammates reacted almost instantly, drawing their weapons simultaneously.

Texas's figure approached like a ghost, the hum of the longsword drawn from its sheath still lingering, the cold blade already pressed precisely and undeniably against Ines's throat, just one more step and blood would be drawn!

Remian reacted with lightning speed. Her heavy AWM was raised almost the instant Ines uttered her first honorific. The rough muzzle, filled with chilling killing intent, was firmly and immovably locked onto Ines's forehead.

Remuel's movements were equally impressive. Viktor and K416 appeared in her hands in an instant, and she fired with both hands. The dark muzzles of the guns were like the eyes of a viper, locking onto Ines's temple and heart respectively!

Han Fei raised the M250, pressing the barrel directly against Ines's chest, and said, "I didn't agree to that."

The cold metallic touch pressed against her skin's vital points, and the chilling killing intent, like a tangible cold wave, instantly enveloped Ines completely.

The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the slight tremor of the sword's edge and the silent pressure of the gun muzzle, a deathly silence brewing a thunderous strike that could erupt at any moment.

However, Ines, firmly locked in the grip of death, remained as calm as a deep pool. The cold longsword at her neck, capable of easily severing her throat, seemed to her as nothing more than an insignificant withered twig.

“Indeed,” she said, her voice completely flat and frighteningly calm, “but I want to try.”

She didn't even glance at the weapon pressed against her vitals, her gaze drifting blankly into the void: "How will we know the outcome if we don't try? If it really succeeds..."

Her gaze finally turned to Han Fei, with a calm that suggested she was taking a gamble. "Then you will gain an excellent intelligence officer."

Her voice was slightly low, but each word was clear, as if carved on a stone slab: "More importantly, she will be a follower who will never betray you and is absolutely loyal."

Having said that, she ignored the deadly threat that was right in front of her and turned her gaze back to the deep valley, quietly waiting for the legendary queen of the succubi, Lamaren, to appear.

Texas's voice was chilling: "What are you planning to do now?"

Ines then calmly swept her gaze over everyone and said softly, "If Ms. Lamaren would really make enemies of you for the sake of a mere mercenary like me, then I think the conflict would have already started from the very beginning, wouldn't it?"

“I am just an ordinary Sarkaz mercenary. I have no right to command Lady Ramalyn, let alone expect her to help me. I just want to complete a sacrifice under her watchful eye, offering myself as a sacrifice to your captain.”

"Sacrifice?"

A voice, ethereal yet majestic, seemingly resounding directly into the depths of the soul, unexpectedly pierced through the tense, deathly silence.

Unbeknownst to them, the mysterious and powerful figure—Ramalen, the Queen of the Banshees—had silently appeared near them, as if she had always been there.

The moonlight seemed to become hazy because of her arrival.

Her eyes, which seemed to see through time, swept across the room, and her voice, though calm, contained an undeniable power: "Please don't worry, young visitors, I have no hostility towards you."

Her gaze fell on Ines, with a detached air that seemed to look down upon the world. "If this 'Sarkaz' child were to seek my help, I think my answer would be no."

Lamaren paused, her gaze slowly sweeping over every inch of the valley, like a king surveying his domain.

When she spoke again, that gentle "please" contained the will of the ruler of the royal court, nurtured over a century; it was less a request and more an inviolable declaration:

"However, please also remember this."

Her voice was soft, yet the majesty of a royal ruler in her words was enough to freeze the air: "This valley has enjoyed a hundred years of pristine tranquility; please do not let bloodshed taint its purity."

Just as Han Fei's gaze was fixed on the Banshee Queen, Ines suddenly moved.

She knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Lady Lamaren, I want to beg you, I beg you to use the witchcraft of the Queen of the Banshees to witness my vow."

“I, Ines, hereby swear an oath in your presence that if Han Fei is willing to help me rescue Hadley, I will offer him my loyalty and never betray him.”

"If I break my oath, may my soul be tormented by the howling of the banshee for eternity, never to be freed."

Volume One: Chapter 147 Before Departure