The Secret Lover Strikes [Rebirth]

With the exposed tail, the unpainted hull, and the fuselage where the skeleton can still be seen, it looks like a spaceship that has not yet been built.

Not only that, from the passage to the warehouse-like space, every aircraft here is still on the assembly line.

Compared to Roy's stunned, Willard looked around and quickly understood the situation.The wide space, various parts and vertical and horizontal steel frames, rows of cross-shaped skeletons have not yet been completed, this is where the Star Pirates make their spaceships.

But looking at the entire production workshop, there is not a complete spaceship, no matter how big or small, it is under construction.Probably because the base was suddenly attacked, all the star thieves who were working here were thrown into the war.

It is also because of this that they can not be found temporarily by hiding here.

"Can this ship start?" Roy asked.

At first, Calvin also had this question, so he quickly answered it for Roy.

"Captain Ralph said you can try it, and there is no better way now."

As he spoke, he took Hunter's hand and led the two of them aboard the frigate. There were two Eagle Squad members standing guard at the entrance. They were obviously relieved to see Willard and Roy come back.

As soon as he boarded the ship, Calvin directed Willard to place Roy in the lounge that had not yet been built. Although there was no comfortable configuration, but fortunately there was a bed. Willard gently placed Roy beside the bed. Everyone's eyes turned to Wendy on the other bed.

Wendy's protective clothing was intact, but her face was pale. She closed her eyes tightly, looking very painful.Owen was kneeling beside her bed. In Roy's impression, Owen had always been a calm, alert, reticent and cautious person, but this was the first time he saw such a helpless look on the face of the usually confident sentry.

The way he looked at Wendy definitely didn't look like he felt guilty for his comrades in distress. Roy even stared wide-eyed, watching Owen silently take Wendy's weak and boneless hand and hold it in his palm.

Ignoring Calvin's inspection of his wounds, Roy immediately turned his gaze to Willard, trying to see the same surprise on his sentinel's face.

But Willard looked as usual. He looked at Wendy who was in a coma with deep eyes, and then frowned and asked Owen: "What's going on?"

It’s okay if he didn’t ask, but when he asked about the reason, Owen’s handsome face twisted into a ball, “When we were being pursued by the star thieves, Wendy was besieged by those strange guides. I wanted to save her, but I didn’t expect to help her It's too busy..."

Willard turned his head and watched Calvin undo the temporary belts one by one, and the coagulated blood was immediately brought down.

Roy glanced left and right at the two guides who had become silent and heavy at the same time, thought for a while and said to Owen: "I think, I can help Wendy relieve some pain first."

Seeing Owen suddenly look up at him, Roy, although his face was pale and looked very pitiful, he still explained patiently: "Although Wendy's mental power is damaged, it looks very dangerous, but the guides in the guide school are very dangerous. I lived under repeated and strict restrictions and regulations from my teacher. It can be said that when I first entered school, I survived under the attack of my teacher's mental power every day. Although it is different from this kind of damage, it is not as fragile as imagined."

After hearing what he said, Owen finally eased his expression, and Roy continued to introduce himself: "I'll help her sort out her mental strength first, which can relieve some pain to some extent."

He said, and said to Willard next to him: "Our guide is here. You go and see how Ralph is doing."

Even though he was reluctant, Willard also knew that the current situation was not the time to relax. He pulled Owen up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Let's do something more meaningful than just staring at it." Let's do it."

Calvin also drove Hunter out by the way, and then turned his head and nodded to Roy, "I like your cleverness very much, and I know that they will only do bad things here."

Roy cast his eyes on Wendy and sighed, "It's not a bad thing, but if Wendy is awake, she will never let Owen kneel beside the bed."

Calvin used mental tentacles instead of the cloth strips and tied them up and down Roy's wound. He took a deep breath, reached out to hold the sharp fragments, and quickly pulled out the murder weapon before Roy had time to react.

Even though his mental tentacles had the effect of weakening the sensory ability to some extent, Roy still let out a short ah in surprise.But Random Roy bit his lower lip to prevent his voice from spilling out.

Calvin nodded secretly in his heart, he really admired this child more and more.

Smart, tenacious, outstanding ability and not sharp-edged, no wonder Mr. Ailante and Lord Downton regard him as a treasure. As long as they get in touch with him, no one will dislike him.

With a chuckle, he quickly bandaged Roy's wound, and Calvin said, "I'm afraid Captain Willard will do something bad here."

Roy could only nod to express his gratitude to him. After all, he was right. Willard was present, and seeing him bleeding profusely, he might need his mental strength to appease Willard's mania.

Calvin helped Roy lie on the bed. Before Roy could lie still, he stretched out his golden spiritual tentacles. The two finger-thick tentacles shook Roy's wound first, and the sprinkled golden powder fell on the ground. on the wound.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his tentacles towards Wendy under Calvin's gaze.

Intrusion and connection between wizards is not an easy task, but Roy's mental power is strong, so he can barely try.

While he was helping Wendy recover her mental power, he was in another part of the spaceship. At this moment, Willard was hugging his shoulders, watching Ralph laboriously tie up the messy wires on the main console. , toss aside.

Willard turned his head and watched Ralph's team members pass various parts from the outside like ants moving house.

"Do you want to show off your best mechanical design theory class in the star thief's base?" Willard couldn't help complaining.

Ralph was kneeling on the ground to connect the joystick of the spaceship to the main console. Hearing this, he did not turn his head back to work hard, and said, "You should be lucky that there is a spaceship with a tune in this assembly warehouse." Speed ​​Engine, come and let me show you the only course with a higher score than you."

The team members handing the parts to Ralph rolled their eyes back and forth between Willard and Ralph, and finally turned and left silently under Willard's stare.

Willard clearly felt that the light of admiration for him in the eyes of the players dimmed a lot in an instant.

"How much time do we have?" Ralph asked as he stood up and turned on the button on the main console.

Willard replied in a deep voice: "If the leader of the star bandits catches up to us, it will take no more than 10 minutes at most. If he abandons us and directs the battle instead, we will have more time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shaking accompanied by a loud bang came from above his head.

Ralph and Willard looked at each other and said slowly, "I hope you two are not so attractive."

"I hope so." Willard said.

"By the way," Ralph seemed to think of something, waved his hand at Willard, and said, "If you are free, you are welcome to make a small gift for the star thief friends who are in a hurry."

He turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Willard, and pointed outside, "Although there is a shortage of engines here, the only thing the Star Thieves don't lack is ammunition."

Nodding his head, Willard immediately understood what he meant. He led two team members, walked down the cabin, and turned his back to Ralph, who was also facing away from him, "Don't worry, for today's special day, I will Prepare a huge firework."

But not long after, Willard returned to the control cabin with a gloomy face.

He took a drawing in front of Ralph.

"I'm afraid we're in trouble."