As a Girl, I Have to Be the Savior of Tomorrow's Ark

"messenger?"

"Or a letter to the old man?!"

A short-haired girl with animal ears and white hair with a black eyepatch on her right eye, who looked like a Firin, walked up to Mastema while holding down the hilt of the Eastern-style dagger hanging behind her waist with her right hand.

"Can you tell me who sent the letter?" Nayin asked cautiously, who made the identity of her old man a bit complicated.

"One of those two people claimed to be an old acquaintance of Herag's in the army, and the other claimed to be a friend who played with him since he was a child." Mostima explained, and at the same time looked at the white hair in front of him with some curiosity. short hair girl.

The people around are not worried about this girl who came to him alone, is it because they believe in this girl's strength?

"May I ask who you are?" Mostima asked cautiously.

"I'm the old man... a relative of Herag." Nayin replied, and at the same time stretched out his left hand that was not on the handle of the knife towards Mostima, saying:

"In this case, then you can just give me the letter directly, and I will give it to him then."

In fact, according to the normal procedure of the messenger, the letter entrusted by the entrusting party should be handed over to the target in person.

It's just... Thinking of those three little girls, Mostima felt that he should not be too rigid.

"Okay." Mostima handed the three letters to Nayin.

"Then I'll take my leave."

"Don't you need to take a break here?" Nayin, who received the letter, was about to open it, when she heard Mastema's farewell.

"Seeing that you are out of breath, you must have walked for a long time. Is there really no need to rest here?"

"Thank you for your kindness...but I have other things to do." After saying this, Mostima turned around and left.

After Mostima left, other people in the clinic also gathered around Nayin, wanting to see what was written in the three letters.

I opened one of the two letters signed by Andre, and the first line of text entered was...

"Herag, do you still remember Andre who was with you when you were a child and peeped at Auntie Aurora's shower next door..."

Nayin and the people around him were dumbfounded.

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Mostima ran fast. At this time, it started to rain lightly in the sky, but she still walked along the muddy and water-filled streets.

Following the memory in his mind, Mostima finally came to the previous place.

Before the broken wall, she was stunned.

The three little girls just lay quietly on the ground, letting the rain from the sky hit their bodies.

They had obvious scars on their bodies, and the blood from the wounds flowed down, and flowed directly to the ground along with the rain, making the rainwater around them that should have been muddy, also stained a little red.

Mostima walked quietly to the corpses of the three little girls. Although the hands of the three little girls were not held together, judging from the direction in which their arms stretched out, it might be that they were approaching the corpses of the three little girls. Before dying, they were desperately trying to touch each other's body.

Because of Mastema's arrival, gradually, the group of children with fierce faces came out from the ruined walls that could barely shelter them from the wind and rain, and surrounded Mastema.

It seems that these children don't intend to let Mostima leave with peace of mind like before.

At least let her leave her backpack and belongings behind.

However, this time, Mostima was not like before. She firmly held the black lock and the white key with both hands, and ruthlessly threw several faint blue spells around.

Of course, these spells were not aimed at people, but shot towards those houses and walls.

Under the fearful eyes of these children, the wall hit by the spell was instantly shattered.

"roll……"

"roll!"

Upon hearing Mastema's voice, the group of children, as well as some adults from the slums who were still watching from behind the broken wall, fled the woman in haste.

I didn't expect this woman to be such a powerful warlock!

When there was finally no one around and it was quiet, only the sound of raindrops falling on the ground could be heard.

Mostima ignored the accumulated water and mud on the ground and directly knelt down. The moment her knees were pressed to the ground, the splashed muddy water even stained her clothes.

"sorry Sorry……"

If I hadn't walked in front of these three little girls at that time.

If I hadn't given these three little girls cookies at that time.

If he hadn't fled there because of panic, but stayed with the three little girls.

in case……

In this case, would the three little girls not die?

But there are not so many ifs.

The three little girls have died because of her momentary kindness.

Chapter 169 Chapter 160 VII Just One Night

It was almost nightfall that Mostima returned to the hotel.

Phoenix was sitting alone on the sofa, looking at a book in his hand with interest, and there was a cup of steaming black tea on the table next to him.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, Phoenix immediately knew that it was Mastema who had returned.

"I've come back so late, I've already finished my dinner." Phoenix was still staring at the book in his hand, without turning his head to look at Mostima who had already returned.

"You go out to have dinner by yourself later, of course you may have already finished your dinner."

After I finished speaking, I waited for a while, but I didn't hear the other party's response.

"Mostima?"

Phoenix closed the book, and when she got up to look back, Mastema had already entered her own room and closed the door.

"...What happened to her?"

At this time, at the forest guard camp, Jiang Lin was in the room of her wooden house, using an oil lamp to play with the clay puppet that had been split in half on the table.

She wants to restore the clay puppet to its original state, although it is a bit difficult.

Because of the time zone, when it was only seven o'clock in the evening in Chernobog, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening at the ranger's camp.

Jiang Lin originally planned to talk to Shirtel this afternoon, and wanted to ask him why he had been hiding from her for so long.

But because of the mudstone, I finally gave up.

"Oh, this thing is so difficult to handle." Jiang Lin put down the small tool in her hand, looked at the clay puppet that was split in two, and said helplessly.

"...It's better to go to bed early, it seems impossible to fix this thing tonight."

At this time, the system suddenly said:

'Mostima seems to have something to do with you, do you want to pick it up? '

'At this moment? ! 'Jiang Lin glanced at the night outside the window.

'It's so late, why did she come to me at this time? '

'Maybe the time zone is different, maybe it's not that late at Mostima. 'The system guessed.

Jiang Lin took out the little black lock from her arms, and was going to have a casual chat with Mostima before going to bed.

However, the chat went on for hours.

Listening to Mostima weeping softly while telling what happened to her during the day, Jiang Lin herself fell silent.

Although she didn't think that the death of the three little girls was caused by Mastema, she didn't know how to explain it to him.

In that kind of living environment, even if the three little girls didn't die this time, they probably wouldn't live long afterward.

But Jiang Lin naturally wouldn't say these things to Mostima, she just quietly listened to Mostima's inner pain, because she knew that the other party just wanted someone to listen to her.

"Xiaolin...why is this world like this?"

"Some people can get everything easily, but some people just want to live..." Mostima asked with a sob.

"...If you want me to explain this question."

It may take a long time.

Jiang Lin sighed, it seemed that she didn't plan to sleep tonight.

In short, after Jiang Lin said a lot, and Mostima's mood gradually became less bad.

The chat finally had to end.

Because after Jiang Lin heard Mostima's soft breathing from Xiao Heisuo, she could almost guess that the other party was already asleep.

But Jiang Lin was not angry either. After knowing so many things that happened to Mostima during the day, she could guess that the other party might have already died of exhaustion.

Now that Mostima is not in such a bad mood, let her sleep well.

Why did so many things happen to her today... I am also responsible.

After all, she was the one who asked Mostima to deliver the letter to Chernobog. If she hadn't asked him, maybe not so many things would have happened.

...who knows?

'System, what time is it now? 'Jiang Lin asked the system alarm clock.

'It's almost three o'clock in the morning, are you still going to sleep? ' asked the system.

'I'm not in the mood to sleep... After all, I just heard about some human tragedies from Mostima. '

Jiang Lin got up and sat down on the chair again, looking at the clay puppet split in two on the table, feeling very irritable, and sighed from time to time.

At this time, there was a knock on the door in the room.

Who will come to me at this time?

After she opened the door, she saw Shirtel standing in front of the door, and the other side seemed a little embarrassed.

"Sister Shi, Sister Shir?!"

It turned out that because the window of Jiang Lin's house was facing the window of Shier Teer's room, Shi Er Teer naturally noticed that the lights in Jiang Lin's room had not been turned off that night.

Although for more than ten days, because of what happened that night, Shirtel dared not face Jiang Lin at all during the day.

But it was only during the day. At night, Shirtel would hold the binoculars he got from the guerrillas and look at Jiang Lin through Jiang Lin's window.

If Jiang Lin knew that in the past ten days, every night except before turning off the lights, most of her actions in the room have been seen by others...