Mysteries: Arcana Wars

German Sparrow.

This was a name Fors had never heard of.

She was frightened by the fierce momentum of the opponent. Although the person who came did not take out any weapons, she felt that she was seriously threatened. Fors's mind went blank in the sudden change, and her limbs knew how to judge the situation better than her fragmented thoughts, and she immediately hurriedly put on her clothes.

What on earth am I doing? He is just a strange stranger, why should I listen to him?

...But he is really scary!

As the mechanical work gradually unfolded, Fors regained some of her confused thoughts and searched her brain, which was like a paste, to see if she had ever offended any bad-tempered editor. But she suddenly felt that her value should not be worth those third-rate tabloids spending time and energy to hire someone to kill her, or to tie her up and throw her into a small dark room.

"It's not peaceful here lately~"

The strange magician's instructions in the afternoon suddenly came to mind, and Fors felt a hard and cold touch on her back.

"Five minutes and thirty-two seconds."

Steam is above! He really has a gun!

Fors packed up even faster.

Who was this Gehrman Sparrow? Was he the kind of crazy killer on the wanted list who kidnapped poor young women like me and raped//killed them for fun? Was he the kind of perverted antisocial maniac in the movies who got pleasure from meaningless revenge on society because of his distorted worldview?

Fors even thought of the hypothesis mentioned in the news recently, saying that if the prosthesis is implanted too much, it will cause the person's spirit and personality to be distorted. The authenticity of this hypothesis is being hotly debated online, and now Fors even believes in the existence of this so-called "cyber psychosis". But thinking back carefully, Fors found that Gehrman did not seem to have a prosthesis installed.

On the contrary, this uninvited guest was well-dressed, even meticulous. Both his coat and leather shoes were tailored in the traditional style of Loen, which was simple and capable, and had a strong retro feel.

【Mr. Sparrow】.

Fors suddenly thought of this name.

In this ancient story, Mr. Sparrow is a crazy adventurer who travels across the five seas. He wanders around the world alone, leaving behind many fragmentary but legendary stories.

Some people said that he had killed countless pirate leaders by himself; some people said that he had dug out countless gold and silver treasures from countless ancient ruins; some people said that he was the first to cross the dangerous sea and set foot on the land of the Western Continent...

To be precise, this is a long-standing historical legend that can be traced back to the Fifth Epoch. However, due to the huge blow of the [Doomsday Disaster] to human civilization, many precious historical materials were completely destroyed in the horrific natural disaster.

So Mr. Sparrow's real name just disappeared in history. Even the name "Mr. Sparrow" is just a bold guess and uncertain name, a surname that is half fabricated and half confirmed. Maybe he is actually called "Mr. Canary", maybe he is called "Mr. Cuckoo", and it seems that in some villages he is also called "Mr. Hummingbird". No one knows what his real name is, but they think that such a free and uninhibited crazy person is like an unrestrained bird.

In other words, people don’t need to know the name of the crazy adventurer. It doesn’t matter whether he is a sparrow or a cuckoo. People pass it on by word of mouth. They just want the story with the “crazy adventurer” as the protagonist, and the thrilling, fantastic and crazy plots to satisfy their empty and nihilistic souls.

This is like a scam, Fors sometimes thinks so. The more people want something nowadays, the more stories they write about it. The media spreads the stories of "crazy adventurers", trying to make these people imprisoned by steel and iron believe that there really is such a crazy, magnificent, free and uninhibited soul in the world. But the reality is that the exhausted people have their souls hollowed out, and they use their wages to exchange for the necessary conditions to keep working. Even the dreams they have in their spare time are carefully customized ways for the consortium to make money.

Sometimes Fors felt ashamed that she was an accomplice in writing spiritual scams for the media, but she was also one of the countless people trapped in the city, and she needed the money to continue her hopeless life.

The story of the crazy adventurer is the theme of Fors's recent poetry. In her writing, the crazy adventurer is called "Mr. Sparrow". It seems a bit ridiculous that a screw is writing something that does not exist to deceive another screw.

In fact, Fors also wanted to write something in poetry, but when she turned on the computer, she was at a loss again. She found that she didn't know what to do. She fell into a helpless and confused vortex. Her so-called thoughts were just a shapeless mist that could not be poured into a mold to make a dazzling ice sculpture, and her writing skills could not accurately convey her childish ideas.

What's more, the editors didn't like the poems.

At this moment, German Sparrow suddenly broke into her world, covered with the dust of history and the glory of legend, as if he had walked out of a story.

A romantic thought flashed through Fors' mind, but she immediately realized that this was reality. In reality, there would not be crazy adventurers who would take you around the world. In Backlund, those who wanted to kidnap you with a gun would only be antisocial lunatics who could kill you if you were not careful.

"One minute and forty-three seconds."

Fors closed the box tremblingly. Under extreme mental tension, the inexplicable whispers in her ears seemed to be a sign of her return. But just as she was about to greet the whispers in her ears, she seemed to see a little light in her vision.

In an instant, the whole world suddenly shattered. Fors woke up from her dream and found that she had just fallen asleep in front of the computer. The terrifying intruder was just a nightmare.

Soon Fors was stunned again, because she saw Gehrman Sparrow, who looked like Mr. Sparrow, standing in her apartment, holding her suitcase in his hand.

Before Fors could react, there was a flash of fire, and Gehrman suddenly appeared behind her. He grabbed Fors' waist and picked her up, then threw her into the corridor outside the door.

"Oh!"

As the two of them swooped down, a tiny missile, with a piercing scream, hit Fors' apartment directly!

Why! There are missiles here!

Klein was left speechless by this completely unexpected situation.

According to Leonard's plan, Klein would first contact Fors in his dream as Gehrman Sparrow. If he was sure that the other party was in good condition, he could try to take Fors away.

Who could have predicted that such an unpretentious economic apartment building would be hit by such a precise missile strike at such an unpretentious time!

No, you have the technical ability and energy, why don’t you blow up something else!

Go blow up the bank! It's so quick to make money!

The moment his spiritual intuition sounded the alarm, Leonard immediately canceled the dream and the contact operation immediately turned into a rescue operation.

"Is this also part of your plan, Leonard?"

A secret parrot shouted over Leonard's shoulder as he hurried towards the source of the micro-missiles.

"How should I know? Come up with a solution using your invincible divination!"