Congratulations on being an NPC

Chapter 47 This is the arrangement of fate

The bonfire burns,

The branches and leaves were dissolving, making a "crackling" sound.

Two people were holding a pile of dead branches and leaves, and seeing that the fire had subsided, they threw them into it.

Arno came back, the firelight on his cheek.

Kuso and Huck looked up at him, but didn't say anything.

Jim still stood dumbfounded, not saying a word.

The uncle was snoring on the ground not far away. He woke up just now, took out a bottle of wine from somewhere and drank it, and fell asleep even deeper.

A few people sitting not far away were whispering something, occasionally looking in the direction of the three of Yano.

They had smiles and goodwill on their faces, without any pointing fingers.

Presumably, he was just curious about the three newcomers.

The atmosphere was very peaceful, except for the sound of burning flames and the occasional light laughter of other people, there was no other sound.

The whole world seemed very quiet under the darkness of night.

The breeze caressed everyone's cheeks gently, driving the dead leaves on the ground, playing a silent music.

At this time, Yano enjoyed the moment of tranquility.

It was as if a trace of softness had been squeezed out from the busy calculations and indifferent actions.

However, he knew that this time would soon be over.

"Actually, once in a while, that's not bad, right?"

Arno looked up at the sky and murmured.

These soft words were blown away by an inexplicably cold wind, and did not reach anyone's ears.

He looked at the moon,

It hangs there all the time, exuding a sacred and bright light.

It was as if everything in the world had nothing to do with it.

Regardless of disasters or massacres in the lower world, it has not wavered a bit.

"It neither cries nor laughs."

"It's just hanging there."

Arno closed his eyes.

The middle-aged Lan En has a somewhat lonely face in the vicissitudes of life, and the lines seem to have become a little gentler.

The beating firelight and the cold moonlight intertwined on his face.

Both indifferent and full of tenderness.

boom!
Just at this moment, a deafening sound echoed under the night sky.

This brief tranquility was broken and turned into debris of the starry sky, which disappeared in the wind.

"what happened!?"

Jim woke up and looked in the direction of the sound in shock.

The others, including Kuso and Huck, stood up and also followed the voice.

I saw that under their eyes, a huge layer of flames erupted from the top of the building.

Glass shattered, earth and rocks splashed, and the entire building was crumbling.

The flames dyed the sky red, and the red light even spread to the urban area.

"how come?"

Jim's face was livid.

Yano's pupils reflected the crimson flames, and he said nothing.

"No! I have to go!"

Said in a deep voice, Jim wanted to rush towards the direction of the building.

However, a hand held him.

"Let me go, my sister is still inside."

Jim turned his head and stared at Arno with bloodshot eyes.

"No, you have to stay here to preside over the overall situation."

Yano shook his head, turned to look at Kuso and Huck.

"You two, stop him."

"You bastard! My sister is still inside! Do you want to just die like this!?"

Jim struggled, but Cuso and Huck hurried over and held him down.

The other people around lowered their heads and didn't say anything.

Going in now is just to die. It is impossible for them to help Jim.

"stop fighting."

"I didn't say not to save her."

Arno said calmly.

His eyes were stagnant, meeting Jim's blood-red eyes.

"I'll go and save her."

"you--"

"Just take it as your reward for taking us in. Maybe it's for this matter that we came here at this time."

Arno smiled at Jim, "What do you mean by this thing? Destiny?"

"you……"

"You need to lead the others here, don't you? That's your responsibility."

Jim opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, but looking into Yano's eyes, he finally lowered his head.

"...Please, please, save my sister."

What does it look like when a person sincerely begs others?

Arno only saw it now.

"Ah, leave it to me, I promise to bring you back a lively younger sister."

Yano turned around, waved his hands and ran towards the building.

Kuso and Huck looked at each other, a little confused about the situation.

Their arrival, of course, is not a fate, but a mission.

But Lan's words were so sincere that they couldn't tell whether he had planned it or not.

They tend not to be, though.

Because the flames and explosions in this building are not fake, and Lan is only a body of flesh and blood, it is impossible to risk his life to act.

At least, according to what they knew about Lan, he was not such a person.

Of course, the premise is that this person is the real Lann,

And this, the two knew nothing.

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top floor of the building,

Thick smoke billowing,

There were splashing rubble everywhere, and burning flames that couldn't be seen clearly.

The sound of uniform footsteps sounded in the spacious corridor, which was louder than the sound of flames burning.

Some people came out from behind the black smoke, about a dozen or so.

They collectively wore protective clothing and held the latest researched Imperial submachine guns in their hands.

Masks obscured the smoke and made it impossible to see their faces clearly.

There is no doubt that this is the elite troops of the empire.

"Everyone disperse and start searching."

"If you encounter resistance, clear it on the spot."

The leader gave instructions to the others.

His voice came through the anti-fog mask, giving people a strong sense of machinery.

"You should have recorded that person's face, right? She can't be killed."

After a pause, he added.

"Yes, we have remembered the appearance of that person."

A person behind him saluted and replied.

"very good."

He nodded and waved his hand.

The rest of the people immediately searched elsewhere with their guns in hand.

The space on the top floor of the building is not small, and there are many rooms. It will take a while to search for it.

at the same time,

In another small room.

Eileen hid behind an unused desk and watched the door warily.

She was holding a somewhat outdated Imperial generation assault rifle in her hand, and the muzzle was facing the door.

As long as there is any movement, her bullets will pass through the opponent's body without hesitation and take the opponent's life.

"What shall we do now?"

Opposite to Irene, a boy-like man who bent his body under the desk asked.

He also held a gun in his hand.

"Find the moment."

"Looking for an opportunity?"

"That's right, they will definitely show their flaws. We need to find that opportunity to break through the opponent's blockade in one fell swoop."

Erin replied calmly.

"As soon as we get to the stairs, we can leave."

"In terms of escape experience, they are not as good as us."

(End of this chapter)