Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

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Chapter 62

When the doctor saw Tallulah and W again, they seemed to be the same as before.

In the room, Tallulah was wearing a black and red knee-length dress, with her knees close together, sitting quietly on a wicker chair, looking at the doctor with a blank expression, like an exquisite doll.

W on the side was smiling, with his thighs raised, as natural and casual as if he had reunited with a friend.

"Why, finally remember to torture us?"

W smiled with a hint of sarcasm, frankly facing the man wearing a mask in front of him.

"How are you doing here?"

However, the doctor turned a deaf ear to W's attitude and asked with a smile.

"Is there a difference?"

"At least be polite. After all, they are the ones who forcibly 'invited' you to be guests here."

While talking, the doctor pulled a wicker chair and sat in front of the two of them.

Looking around, hanging paintings, furniture, carpets, and chandeliers, it is clear that only necessities are supplied here, but Tallulah and W did not destroy the place to vent, but cleaned it regularly.

It can be seen that the tenacious willpower and endurance of the two are far from being as simple as the surface.

"Does W like flowers?"

Despite the tense atmosphere, the Doctor asked an abrupt question.

"Hehe, does the doctor want to give it to me? Unfortunately, this method can't handle me~."

There was no self-consciousness in W's answer, her red pupils flickered slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"What about Tallulah?"

"—I have nothing to say."

Tallulah coldly rejected the doctor's conversation, and the atmosphere among the three of them was rather weird.

"Unfortunately, none of them seem interested, otherwise I can add some color to this room."

Facing the indifferent attitude of the two, the doctor was not discouraged, but just sat in front of the two and looked at them quietly.

"Are you scrutinizing your slave?" W's pupils narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Even in the face of us now, if we relax our vigilance too much, we will pay the price."

"Perhaps, I also know that you have prepared a lot of 'surprises' for today's meeting." The doctor's eyes swept over the pretty faces of W and Tallulah, "For example, many weapons that are convenient for assassination have been made, and cleaning agents Mix the poison, and hide sixteen crude crossbows in the corner of the room."

The doctor shook his head slightly, his tone quite firm.

"But I don't care."

"—are you spying on us?"

"Yes, but not necessary."

When the doctor calmly put down the teacup in his hand, there was a slight whistling in the room.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of cracking sounded beside the doctor, and fifteen [-]-centimeter-long sharp crossbow arrows stopped beside the doctor, as if hitting an invisible wall.

Without seeing how the doctor moved, fifteen crossbow arrows shattered at the same time.

"One more."

When the doctor raised his head, he faced the last arrow from Tallulah's sleeve.

This time the crossbow didn't stop out of nowhere, the doctor raised his hand, 'clamped' the highly poisoned crossbow with two fingers, and crushed it.

At the same time Tallulah released the crossbow arrows, W, who was originally sitting in front of the doctor, appeared behind him. The sharp dagger transformed from a fruit knife in his hand aimed at the doctor's neck and stabbed it mercilessly.

However, the dagger made of metal evaporated in an instant before it could move forward. The doctor did not fight back, but stretched out his hand and hugged W in his arms, preventing her from moving. With the hilt of the sword under the table, he slashed towards the doctor's throat with a very high standard.

No one knows how much preparation they have made for this day.

The crossbow arrow trap, poisoning, sleeve arrow, dagger, and Tallulah's throat-sealing sword were activated within three seconds at the same time.

"A beautiful sword."

Seeing Tallulah's aristocratic appearance, the doctor affirmed Tallulah's talent.

In the end, the sharp blade was only one centimeter away from the doctor's throat.

Then Tallulah's long sword evaporated instantly.

After a series of mutations and explosions, the room returned to tranquility. Tallulah and W, who had lost all sneak attack means, did not continue to struggle in vain, but silently looked at the safe doctor.

"If you had used this power back then, many things might not have happened." Tallulah said blankly, "Or are you enjoying the pleasure of crushing other people's hopes?"

"It's true that this is a stupid approach, but I didn't mean to play with you."

The doctor restrained W, held her plump body in his arms, and looked at Tallulah with interest.

"You mean we are not worthy to be your enemies?"

"You should blame me for blocking your ideals, or crushing your 'delusion' with my own hands."

"Is there a difference?"