Ilya stayed in the City of Shadows for two days. In the end, she still had to return to her own world. Believe it or not, Miss Amisaka was now in charge of taking care of the girl. Amisaka had already arranged a school for Ilya in England, and she was living with her. Ilya was waiting to receive her new body, so she did not go with Amisaka. Now, she was going back to school.
It could be seen that the little lass had a lot of resentment towards the fact that she had to go to primary school obediently.
Anyway, I was shocked when I heard the news: Rin Enosaka? The stingy girl who had to buy instant noodles at the last minute, the poor girl who had to scrape off the gold plating of her father's gold-plated spectacles to sell and exchange it for copper, the poor girl who had to write down every dollar she lent on a memo, was taking care of Ilya? She even arranged a place to study?
Did that girl recently devote herself to the Somali cause?
It wasn't that I was worried that Enosaka couldn't take care of Ilya. Even though she had the title of a rich girl, Enosaka was definitely not the rich type. She had been tortured by poverty since she was young, but she was very good at living. Whether it was using the lowest cost to support herself or using all means to support her family business, she was very good at it. There was no reason why such a 'well-trained' girl couldn't live a good life. It was just that Ilya probably had to endure a certain black-bellied, tsundere twintailed girl who was occasionally too stingy. What I was really suspicious about was, where did Enosaka get so much money that she was so generous?
"Big brother, do you remember the night before you left, Sister Enosaka called out to Pandora and asked if she needed help?"
When I asked Ilya this question before she left, she asked me in return.
"I do remember, but Pandora said it was a small matter, so I didn't ask too much … Uh, I think I can guess what Enosaka did."
"That's it." Ilya stood in front of the world gate and waved her hand with a nonchalant expression, "Sister Enosaka is already rich! She said she was worried about me staying by Brother Shiro's side, and it just so happened that she made a fortune recently, so she dragged me along … Well, Ilya hopes to stay in Japan, so she can often come and play with big brother. "
I was stunned for a moment, and in the end, all my complaints turned into a sigh: The poor girl really has no limits!
Also, Ilya, you're actually older than Aardwolf Omiya and Rin Toensaka, right? Was it really okay for him to call them brother and sister at such a young age? Liliana alone is enough for a fake loli who doesn't have any integrity!
Although in many ways, Ilya's race was indeed a loli …
"Okay, okay, it's not like we can't see each other forever. Why are you acting like Enaka?" I ruffled Ilya's silver hair. "You have to take care of yourself when you're outside. Although I don't know why Enaka is so determined to study in England and even brought you along, she should be able to take on the role of an older sister … If I have time, I will visit you."
"Yes! Big Brother, you must come and see Ilya … Just don't use the Landing Pod anymore! "
Can you not bring it up?
"And Berserker, you have to take care of yourself." Ilya was only half as tall as Hercules, but he still patted Hercules' calf like an adult, as if he was facing the Berserker who could not think. "You have to work hard and help big brother, because big brother always causes a lot of trouble."
Hey! You don't have to say the last sentence! Especially don't use this tone, as if your mother entrusted the uncle next door to take care of your disappointing son!
"Well, Ilya, take good care of yourself," Hercules lowered his body slightly with a doting smile on his face. He patted Ilya's head and said in a strong voice, "In fact, if possible, I hope you can forget about us … But this is also a good result. Welcome to a new life, and don't let His Majesty's kindness go to waste."
"Of course! This body belongs to big brother His Majesty! Ilya will definitely protect it! "
Everyone was speechless.
Sorry, Uncle B, for stealing your loli, please restrain your grief.
After Ilya left, Berserker looked a little disappointed. He was silent for the whole journey. Of course, this big man who did not like to talk was quite boring under normal circumstances.
"Hercules," I suddenly said to divert Berserker's attention. "The collection of the travelers should be smooth, right?"
"It is easy to find them," Berserker replied in a low voice. "The Einherjar can find the existence that does not belong to this world tens of thousands of kilometers away, but … to be honest, I don't think I am very suitable for this job."
"Hmm?" I turned my head curiously. Berserker, who had completed the legendary twelve tasks, was the most powerful laborer in human history. In theory, he could do anything from holding parent-teacher meetings to opening up new territories. How could he admit that he was not up to the job?
Facing my questioning look, Hercules looked embarrassed, and then he sighed. "Sure enough, I am not suitable for modern society …"
It turned out that it was all because of Uncle B's appearance.
Two-and-a-half meters tall, muscular like an iron tower, with a face like black iron, a head of messy hair like a lion, and a pair of fists bigger than a casserole pot. If he were in ancient Greece, he would be called the God of War. If he were in ancient China, he would be called a monster. If he were in modern times …
Although we all knew that there was something called genetic mutation in the world, we still had to watch it. Uncle B's appearance stood out from the crowd for two days because of his terrifying height and sturdy body. He was also targeted by various spies, who wanted him to "welcome the glory that truly belongs to him." If it were not for Uncle B's firm attitude and, more importantly, his fists, we would have seen him on CCTV by now. It could be a basketball game, a boxing match, and of course, the most likely program would be "Into Science" …
The harassment from the "ignorant people" was not bad. What made Uncle B speechless was that on the first day he went to work, he was almost knocked down by a group of Templars from the British Puritan Army. It was like hailstones smashing into the temple of the Dragon King. But they had a good reason. Such a big monster was walking on the street in broad daylight. If you did not say anything, who would know if he came from Resident Evil?
In the end, if a few Empire soldiers had not arrived in time to introduce the identity of the "monster" to the Templars, teach them how to use the identification device, and disperse the crowd, Uncle B might have appeared in another place: "Law In Progress."
After listening to Hercules' work report, I did not feel uncomfortable at all. Although it was a little offensive to say it out loud, I felt that if Uncle B and Elder Tang were on the same side, the former would be the first one to be treated as a transmigrator.
"It must be hard on you with so much work pressure." I patted Uncle B's … stomach in understanding, and experienced a little of the world through Pandora's eyes. "In two days, I will transfer you to the Kuiper belt. Although the environment is a little harsh, at least the meteorites will not be watching you."
"Not necessarily," Sandora, who had been silent, interrupted. "Yesterday morning, Cuchulin was suddenly transported to the core of Avalon. It is said that he was being watched by the meteorites."
Uh, directly killed by a meteorite and sent back to the Hall of Valhalla? What should I say to such an unlucky child? Or should I say that I should be proud of my physique for being hit by a meteorite and still being alive and kicking? This time, the point of ridicule was too subtle.
"Brother, brother!"
While I was still thinking about whether Cuchulin's tragic fate had anything to do with my sister, two cheerful shouts from behind interrupted my thoughts. I turned around and saw Visca in a black princess dress running from the street in the distance, shouting happily along the way.
Next to Visca was Pandora, who had not said a word. Although the little girl looked very calm, her speed was no slower than Visca's. Finally, when she was less than ten meters away, Pandora's figure suddenly disappeared, and then she was directly transported into my arms.
As if I had already expected this scene, the moment Pandora raised her head to look at me, I opened my arms and firmly hugged the three-nothing loli who was rubbing against me in my embrace.
"Wow! You cheated! That position is mine! "
Visca exclaimed and also teleported in front of me. Then, he jumped and tried to pull his sister down. Pandora's little face was cold, and without a word, she used a supersonic hand knife. After all, they were sisters. Although the 1.2m general didn't aim at all, Visca's little head collided with the supersonic hand knife, and in the blink of an eye, Visca cried with a wronged expression … uh, went berserk.
Under my dumbfounded gaze, the two awkward sisters immediately switched to hostile mode. Ignoring the gazes of the surrounding Empire soldiers, they wrestled with each other in front of the World Gate with a Pegasus Meteor Fist and a Dragon of Lushan Mountain Rising Dragon Tyrannical Fist.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Uncle B, who had been standing next to me, tremble and retreat four or five meters before decisively squatting down.
"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel that this is the safest."
Uncle B's face was bitter, and he was confused by his own inexplicable actions.
It seemed that this was what Ilya had said, that Berserker's memory of his time as a Berserker wasn't complete. However, this instinct was quite reliable. He really lived up to his name of being the strongest worker in history who had completed the twelve difficult tasks.
"I say, can't the two of you get along like ordinary sisters for a day?"
Seeing that the two white and clean little princesses were going to turn into little tabby cats again, I bent down and picked up the two little fellows who were fighting each other. After the two 1.2m kids were lifted into the air, they still danced around for a while out of habit before finally calming down.
"That's good!"
Carrying the two of them on each side, I happily enjoyed the soft touch of the latter rubbing against my face. This could be considered a peaceful resolution. As expected, compared to the annoying Ilya, the black-bellied and poisonous Liliana, the stubborn otaku Bubble, and the Little Bubble who would go into a reactor every few days to cause a mass scare, these two were still the most obedient and sensible (confirmed?) What a cute loli!
Un, I didn't see Visca and Pandora secretly gesturing with the Photon Army Knife behind my back. I didn't see anything at all, it must be a hallucination!
After a few minutes, the two little fellows finally finished acting coquettishly. The more serious Pandora took the initiative to jump down first, and then stared at her sister without blinking. After a minute of deadlock, Visca, who had been twisting back and forth for a long time, also jumped to the ground with a pout. While muttering in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with acting coquettishly with big brother!"
I think so too!
I reached out and pinched Pandora and Visca's soft little cheeks before asking with a smile, "Tell me, what happened?"
As a qualified sis-con, I could easily tell that the two little fellows had something important to tell me, and it wasn't an ordinary matter. Otherwise, they would have directly used the mental connection to report to me.
"See, we can't hide it from big brother!" Visca snorted at her sister proudly, "Big brother, we received the signal from Liliana's Lost Fleet!"
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In the largest command center of the Shadow Fortress, a large group of the Empire's upper echelons were gathered together, staring intently at the series of spatial signals that Xi Weisi had accidentally captured. They had been restored as much as possible, and after removing the background noise, what was left were a few fragments of images and sounds.
The images were very blurry, filled with interference and clutter, and it was hard to imagine that such information could be transmitted by advanced Schilling equipment. We could barely make out the mottled rock formations and the aurora in the atmosphere on the almost fragmented images, but such images did not last for more than a few seconds before it was replaced by chaotic snowflakes and noise. When the signal gradually became clear, the images had already switched to another place, and we saw a large number of mechanized troops — two completely mixed armies.
The point of view of the images seemed to be in midair or on a cliff, and we could easily overlook the entire vast battlefield. The two armies below us were equipped with all sorts of strange equipment, and some of the messy armored vehicles had human characteristics, while others were strangely shaped, and there were even vehicles that were assembled from several different styles of "scrap metal". One could not help but wonder if such monsters would just self-destruct while maintaining their frightening firepower. These messy, mixed armies were clearly divided into two camps, and they desperately unleashed concentrated artillery fire on each other on the vast battlefield. Flashes of explosions and thick smoke covered the entire battlefield, and even though it was clearly a clash of firepower in the era of firearms, it felt as horrifying as a bloody battle between cold weapons. It was clear how intense this battle was. At the same time, a dozen or so fighter aircrafts suddenly rushed out from behind the thick aurora clouds in the sky. These aircrafts did not seem to belong to any side in the battle, and the reason was simple: they were indiscriminately bombing everyone below them, and the latter also collectively activated their anti-aircraft firepower at the same time as the signal gradually became clearer. A large number of mechanized troops appeared in front of us, and such a chaotic battlefield was like an indiscriminate meat grinder. Those assembled vehicles that were doubtful whether they could participate in the next battle now proved the superiority of their design: as disposable consumables, quality and whatnot were fleeting.
"What's this?"
I asked curiously. The image in front of me didn't show any imperial units at all. Instead, it was just three inexplicable squads fighting each other. Not only that, the warring parties were all messed up as well. They didn't even have the same equipment or insignia. Yet, such a chaotic scene appeared on a group of soldiers who had extremely advanced equipment. Could it be that they were all bandits?
"From the perspective of one of the probes." Xi Wei closed the video. "Probe serial number ER325ESDF14658-59E, confirmed to belong to the mothership of the Holy Temple Army. Other information from the probe indicates that these images were taken on a desolate terrestrial planet. According to our analysis, the technology of the three warring parties is very mixed, as if it was the result of many different civilizations mixing together. Their overall strength is therefore unable to be determined, but based on the large number of energy weapons installed within the atmosphere, and the characteristics of all the fighter aircrafts equipped with space defense structures, our preliminary judgment is that the basic combat vehicles of these armies have the ability to fight in space."
As expected of a professional, he was able to deduce so many things with just this bit of chaotic images. But what I was concerned about was —
"What about Liliana? Where's the information about her? "
"Well …" Xi Wei hesitated. "There's actually only one audio signal, and it's from a third party. Liliana's voice is mixed in with many other noises."
As she spoke, Xi Wei played what she called 'one audio clip', and a bunch of chaotic noises echoed in the hall.
First, there was a series of sharp screeches and explosions, followed by a panicked male voice. "(Noise) This is the White Left Front Base (Noise) We've broken through the defense line … We've observed a large spatial tremor, it's definitely not caused by the ships of the Lambs … (Noise) … Something has destroyed our satellite!"
Then there was the voice of another middle-aged man, sounding even more panicked than before. "It's a blue energy beam! Our (Noise) … We've lost contact. The Imperial Army! The Imperial Army is here! Heavens, it's them! (Noise) Charging! Who can save us? Anyone, even if it's the inspectors of the Roland Gale Financial Group … (Noise) The Imperial Army is attacking the headquarters, requesting help! Help! Help … (Noise) "
"Aha! Look at that, it's so bright. "This time it was Liliana's voice that sounded far away, as if it was a broadcast from high up in the sky." Yes, that's it, that's it! These bandits, thieves, smugglers, criminals! Kill and pillage! (Noise) All of you deserve to die! You're all heretics! Burn them to death, burn every heretic to death! (Noise) That's right, mortals! I am justice, I am the law! (Noise) Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice! Lambs that have been saved, you shall rejoice in hell for my mercy! Because I did not destroy your souls, so that you have the chance to carve the name of the Emperor on your filthy skulls … "
"… Every one of you shall tremble and kneel! Lick the dirt and gravel! You shall shout my name three times, kowtow to the Emperor on sharp rocks, and paint the entire planet with your stinking black blood! Because the Holy Army is here! Today is the Day of Judgment! But I will still burn you to death! Burn every one of you heretics! The Inquisition of Heretics will purify all evil! Rejoice, beg for mercy! The Great One of Justice has descended today! That is me, the Guardian of the Goddess' Will — Ding · Liliana · Dang! Aha, let's see what else we can do. Your boss's boss once made me understand one thing. It's not necessarily Icarus that falls from the sky, it could also be a landing pod. How about we destroy the entire Tiannu Base, my adjutant? "
Everyone in the hall: "…"
After a long silence, I stood up. "Apart from the second half which is worth investigating … Alright, let's discuss, how do we capture that crazy lass who has gone too far?"
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