To my frozen hometown

Chapter 104 Mansha's Nightmare

"Unbelievable, are there so many plants in that observation station?"

At the front desk of the Mercenary Management Office, the lady clerk named Elena was sharing the photos in the camera with Mansha.

When it comes to her own work, Mansha is obviously no longer as reticent and ashamed to speak as usual. She has her own feelings and shooting purposes for almost every photo.It's hard to imagine how she felt so much about these still pictures, but fortunately, Miss Clerk, who can't travel far, listened quietly and interestingly.

"Yeah, I bet I've never seen so many plants in my life, there are almost everything in it, such as flowers like blood, trunks like old man's skin, and pink fruits, really , just like the world in a fairy tale. Wait a minute, I have photos here, and I can show you one by one."

"Of course, I'm waiting, so hurry up and find out."

"Wait~wait~" Seeing someone looking forward to her work so much, Mansha swept away her timid look before, holding the camera in her hand triumphantly, the old god squinted her eyes and said.

As for Elena, she leaned closer to Mansha's side intently, staring at the screen in the camera intently, and opened her mouth slightly in surprise as the photos flipped.

Just like Mansha said, the camera is full of plants that she has never seen before, as if a door to a new world has been opened for her, allowing her to re-understand this world.

It may be that both of them were a little too focused, so that they failed to notice. After about 5 minutes, the tavern suddenly fell silent.

How should I describe this kind of quietness? It is probably like the kind of quietness that would be embarrassing if you farted at this time.

Well, in fact, no one would try to do that.

In short, there was no sound in the tavern at the moment, and almost everyone set their sights on the door, looking at a woman who walked in alone from outside the door.

She was tall and slender, with a pair of military boots under her slender and powerful legs, which creaked on the ground covered with iron sheets.A fur collar coat was draped over her shoulders. The brown fluff should belong to some kind of ferocious beast, which added an indescribable majesty to her temperament.

Wearing a straight dark green military uniform under the coat, she looks upright and imposing. Coupled with the pair of sharp eyes half hidden by the brim of the hat, it seems that just by looking at her, you can feel her iron blood and grim.

This woman should have just returned from the ice field, which can be seen from the snowflakes that have not completely melted on her body.

The reason why everyone is silent is actually not difficult to understand, because this woman is the owner of this mercenary garrison, the commander of the Central Mercenary Corps, Angelica.

That terrible woman known as the Queen of Cannonball.

It is rumored that whether she is facing a beast or a human being, what she thinks in her heart is how to kill the opponent, which is why she has created those eyes that are like sharp knives.

No one can even lie in front of her, because her eyes seem to be able to peel you off, so that you have no secrets in front of her.

Not everyone here has seen Angelica, but as members of the Central Mercenary Corps, they have naturally learned about their leader through various channels.

So as soon as Anjelica entered the management office, everyone fell silent.

Only Elena and Mansha, who were still immersed in the "two-person world", did not notice the change in the atmosphere, and were still excitedly discussing the growth and reproduction of plants at the front desk.

Against the backdrop of the surrounding environment, Angelica also noticed these two distinctive girls immediately.

However, at first she didn't pay much attention to it, she just walked to the front desk on her own, dealt with her own affairs, and submitted the task information.

Until the forgetful Mansha said such a sentence.

"Speaking of which, I was lucky enough to eat a kind of food in that observatory. It was a very special kind of pastry. It was a little sweet and a little bit bitter, but it had an extremely soft taste. It was even better than candy. It is ten times more delicious, it seems to be called, cake or something. I have never eaten this kind of thing, but just that one time, it has made it impossible for me to forget it until now."

So, as the words fell, Angelica's gaze finally fell completely on Mansha.

It was a look that was completely different from ordinary gazes.

The reason why she said this was because Angelica's body was stiff at the moment, as if she had heard some incredible news, even the pupils in her eyes shrank a little.You must know that her original eyes have a deterrent force that makes ordinary people want to retreat, let alone her current appearance.

Looking at her, the mercenaries on both sides were a little shuddering.

Could it be that something big is about to happen?

They think so unconsciously.

But Anjelica didn't notice this at all, she just walked slowly behind Mansha in a daze.

Perhaps feeling that she was being gradually covered by a shadow, Elena raised her head, and the next moment, she saw Angelica's expression as if she was about to eat people, and she froze in place in fright .

But Mansha was still talking calmly because her back was facing the gate.

Until she noticed Elena's strangeness, she asked in a puzzled voice.

"Eileen, what's wrong with you, why don't you talk anymore, what's wrong with you?"

Elena didn't answer her question, but slowly raised a finger and pointed behind Mansha.

"Behind me? Did something happen when I met?" Mansha turned her head in surprise.

Then she saw a shadow, and a terrifying woman looking down at her.

The woman was dressed in military attire, her slender and tall body completely blocked the skylight outside the door, the overcoat draped over her shoulders swayed gently, and with the wind blowing in from outside the door, there was a gust of wind mixed with engine oil and blood. The smell entered Mansha's nostrils.

She stood so close that Mansha could even see some bloodstains on her clothes. These bloodstains obviously did not belong to her. Who did they belong to? No one knew.

All Mansha could feel at this moment was the woman's too sharp eyes and an oppressive force that almost crushed her.

The two just stared at each other for a while, until the woman spoke almost word for word.

"Could you please repeat what you just said?"

That day, Mansha felt that she probably saw her own nightmare.

(End of this chapter)