i am your guide

The silver-white long-distance starship slowly came from the depths of space, and the starship at the end of the fleet sprayed silver-white tail flames and became the most shining scenery in the void.

In a medical room in the ship, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows allow you to have a panoramic view of the entire star sea. The whole body is gray-white metal walls, and the floating table stands in front of the window. It is filled with crystal chips as thin as paper, each of which contains a large number of documents and is the most precious thing.

There are a lot of crystal chips scattered on the table, the handwriting board glowing with blue light is full of scribbled calculation process, the three optical computers are working non-stop day and night, the coffee cup is placed in the corner of the table, and there is still no drink in the cup. finished dark brown coffee.

On the huge and soft suspension chair, a short-haired girl was nestled in the seat, her whole body was sunk in it, her research uniform was already wrinkled, she was holding a writing tablet in her arms, and the light-sensitive pen was pinned to her chest. On the pocket, it is very appropriate to say that she is a girl. She looks like she is only in her early twenties. She has short gray hair and the extra bangs are clipped by a rose hairpin. The girl has a delicate face, but the thick dark circles under her eyes prove her sleep status recently not good.

She fell asleep on the chair, her shallow and even breathing was clearly audible in the extremely silent space.

Beside the sliding door, when the number on the floating clock jumped to 12, footsteps came from outside the door.

The footsteps were deliberately lightened. From the rhythm of the steps and the heavy landing, it can be judged that the person was an adult male. He approached the medical room and stopped at the door.

He seemed to be hesitating, he didn't come in for a long time.

Ten minutes later, he put his finger on the sensor, and the voice of the artificial intelligence appeared in the medical room.

"Susie reports that Maj. Cavill Jones will visit, and permission is granted."

The sliding door swung open, revealing the man standing in the doorway.

Standing like a straight pole, the perseverance and heroism of a soldier are clearly displayed on him. The dark blue combat uniform is slightly tight, outlining his muscular figure, with extremely obvious muscle lines and powerful explosive power.Short blond hair, soft dark blue eyes, and a handsome face that many people envy.

Kevill held a paper report in his hand and stepped into the medical room. When he saw the sleeping girl on the main chair, his footsteps were very light, and he landed silently like a cat. The girl stood across the table in front of her, glanced at the time on the floating clock, then lowered her head to look at the report in her hand.

Didn't say a word, didn't make a sound, didn't wake the girl up, just went about her business like a statue.

After a while, the girl on the chair moved.

She struggled her waist, rubbed her shoulders that were numb from sleeping in the wrong position, and after yawning several times, she dimly looked at the man standing in front of her.

He immediately raised his head and stared at the girl.

"Am I wasting time?"

The girl glanced at the time in the distance: 13;10, their scheduled time was 12:00, and now more than an hour has passed!She immediately froze in place, then jumped up in a panic and rushed to the bookshelf beside her, looking for the man's file.

Looking at the anxious and self-reproaching girl, the man spoke to comfort her.

"Selina, before 14:00, I'm on vacation, so it's okay to look for it slowly."

"Boss, you should wake me up earlier, I can't make you wait!"

Selina rummages through boxes and cabinets, and there is a principle: if you don't need it, you can't find it every day.

Kevill waited patiently, picked up some paper manuscripts scattered on the floor, arranged them and put them on the table.

He had heard before that the research team was rushing to work day and night for a certain project. Selina spent almost a week in the medical room doing research. Keweier rarely saw her come out for a few serious meals, and it was rare for her to rest. Naturally, Keweier didn't want to go too far Excuse me, as he said, he is on vacation until 14:00, so his original plan was that it would not be too late to wake her up until 13:30.

Selina took out a folder with a red cover from the bottom shelf of the bookshelf. She pushed away the sundries in the center of the table to open up a relatively tidy space, and said solemnly.

"Boss, last month's mental data and blood samples have been tested, and there is nothing wrong with the routine inspection report. The project done at the request of the military has also been submitted to the superior through routine procedures, but in terms of mental health, there is a problem. Great danger."

Selina hurriedly scanned the general data form and turned to the second page.

It is also a paper-based line chart, and the distorted text like a book is ignored. The most eye-catching thing is a large line chart.

It went up steeply all the way, and the growth rate gradually accelerated. The last number exceeded the red warning line, and the date was last month.

Keweier's expression was very flat, not surprised at all, as if he had been mentally prepared.On the contrary, it was Selina, her brows were furrowed tightly, and her slender fingers pointed to the frightening broken line.

"Since January last year, boss, your mental risks have all fluctuated and increased. By February this year, all of them have shown leaps and bounds. Last month, you have broken through the warning line. If you don't carry out systematic and effective treatment, the consequences will be disastrous. "

Selina looked up at Keweier, looking at him worriedly.

"as a result of?"

Cooperating with Sarina's nervousness, Keweier asked a question.

"It can range from mental confusion to reduced combat power, to severe trauma to death."

The accent of each word was accurate, Selina straightened up slightly, and she observed Keweier's expression.

"How much time do I have?"

Cavill didn't show any frustration or sadness. He asked a question that seemed lighthearted, as if he was asking what's for dinner tonight.

"Maximum... two years."

A heavy topic, when Selina said it, her lips trembled slightly.

"Two years is a long time."

Cavill smiled, satisfied.

"This is the system evaluation report, please keep it."

He handed over the report in his hand, then turned around in silence.

He is always doing a lot of assessments: combat assessments, psychological quality assessments, mental body risk factor assessments, battlefield adaptability assessments... As Selina said, his mental body is extremely unstable, and he may go berserk at any time. To be honest, before coming here, he probably predicted the time he had left, and the answer he got was beyond his expectations. In a sense, perhaps, it was a happy thing.

It is hard not to be excited when a dying person is suddenly given the gift of life.

"Boss, there is one more thing about...the guide."

When the word 'guide' was mentioned, Kevel paused for a moment. He stood still and didn't look back for a long time.

"Isn't the guide already set?"

The tone is gentle, and the tone is flat.

"But Her Royal Highness can't match you, Boss, she is not qualified..."

"But Vivian is the best candidate now."

Keweier dropped his words and walked out of the medical room, leaving Sarina alone in silence.

Walking in the empty corridor, he looked into the distance blankly.

In fact, what Selina said is the truth, what does not match, what is not qualified, are all obvious things, but, as he himself refuted, except for Vivienne, except for this Royal Highness, the entire Star Sea, Who is capable to match him?

Compatible with the only S-rank sentinel in this empire?

Maybe... there really will be.

But so what?That person...wouldn't agree.

Kevill's eyebrows were slightly lowered, all the pretense of optimism and gentleness was removed, and the deep blue eyes as deep as the sea were filled with uncontrollable loneliness and despair.

He is alone, going to the distance.

……

As a psychiatrist, his social status is much higher than that of ordinary doctors, and the outpatient fee is relatively higher. Of course, this is just a general principle, and the real situation depends on the reality. For example, Sith... the life is not special good.

On the aging doors and windows on the third floor of the old buildings in the downtown area, big scarlet characters were pasted.

"Kay Walker Mental Hospital."

This name is quite misleading. On this planet with a majority of civilians, this name alone makes people feel like they don't want to set foot on it. This is also a common thing in the world.

Funds are limited, and he can't afford particle signs like other hospitals. The strange nature of paper in the interstellar era can be seen in him. In the whole building, there is only one teleportation plate that is in disrepair and is still being delivered dutifully. When passing through the tunnel full of sundries on the third floor, he smelled something rotten. The outdoor light was projected through the windows. If you look carefully, you can find fine dust floating in the air.

He walked to the end and pushed open the metal door.

After a series of "cackling" sounds of iron cables rubbing against the ground, what came into view was a small but extremely clean office.

There is a huge floating table in the center, the silver-white table is flat and smooth, reflecting the shadow of the chandelier above, various folders are neatly placed on the bookcase next to it, and on the top is a pot of lush spider plants, delicate and The leaves hang down layer by layer, adding vitality to this small space. On the southernmost side of the room are some large and small crystal cabinets. Through the transparent cabinets, you can see the medical instruments placed inside.

From the first generation to the latest version, the quality of the instruments varies from size to size. Sith’s financial resources are limited. Many of them are second-hand machines that have been eliminated and repaired after buying some parts on the black market. The data is not necessarily accurate. It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. In this regard, he has suffered a lot.

Sith closed the door, took off his coat, opened the ventilation window in the room, sat at the table, rubbed his hands, and prepared to start a day without guests.

Quietly flipping through the guide's practice manual, his face was expressionless.

Every day when there are no patients, he is reading this guide book.Due to the particularity of the guide, spiritual guidance is the most important task of the guide, and it is also the embodiment of the value of the guide. Every sentry or guide will receive orthodox sentry education since childhood. Invincible, joining the army is also the choice of most sentries, and the attributes of guides can bridge the shortcomings of sentries, and the combination mechanism of sentries came into being. However, after all, not all sentries will have matching guides, and not all guides have matching guides. With the ability to correct mental counseling, when a mental illness occurs, the role of a psychiatrist will be infinitely magnified.

In the past, guides were once regarded as vassals of sentries, but later, some people gradually realized that the ability of guides makes them have outstanding talents, and even guides can also fight.

Although at this point, few wizards can do it.

"Guide Practice Manual" is a must-read for everyone from the time of school. There are more than 400 pages of stinky and long theoretical knowledge. Not only books, but also audio, video, electronic versions and other methods have poisoned the guides. Sith didn't bother to read such long-winded lectures when he was in school, but after leaving the campus, he really read it.

Take a closer look, it says guide's rules of conduct, theoretical knowledge of spiritual guidance, development of guide ability, key points of connection with sentinels, etc. It looks like an encyclopedia.

Fortunately, he didn't know how many times he had revisited it, and he was about to memorize every word and every sentence in the book.

When turning from page ten to page two hundred and seven, an uninvited guest pushed the door open.

"Sith! Did you watch the last Star Whistle match? It's so handsome!"

The heavy metal door was kicked away at high speed, and the slap roared on the door.A black figure rushed in quickly, with a gust of wind, he placed a metal object heavily on the table, startling Sith.

Looking at this earth-shattering posture, one can know who it is without looking at the face.

"I told you to remember to knock on the door when you come in!"

Sith put away the book and looked at the visitor dissatisfied.

Blue and white senior high school uniform, 1.6 meters five, with a black eye patch on the left eye, according to me, because he looks like a cool star thief, a delinquent boy who skips classes all day, and a very talented guide.

His name is Jane Yi.

The acquaintance between Sith and Jane Yi is quite mysterious. A year ago, Jane Yi, who ran away from home, fainted at the entrance of the building where the hospital was due to hunger and cold. When I arrived at the hospital, I have received a stalker plaster since then.

Jian Yi is a student of the college next door, so it is estimated that the age is around 17, and Sith is only 21 years old. Naturally, he should take care of this little brother, not to mention that both of them like the star whistle game.

Both Sith and Jane Yi are avid fans of the Star Whistle game.

"So many rules... Did you watch the semi-finals in the last period! Major General Kevill is so cool!"

Jian Yi suddenly put the wrist-type optical brain unit on the table, and the big blue screen began to broadcast without interruption, clearly visible were the crisp fighting movements of the sentries on the stage.

"It's very handsome... After all, it's an S-rank sentinel."

Sith leaned back, he looked at the handsome figure on the screen, and said enviously.

Who wouldn't yearn for such a strong Sentinel?

"Tell me, what kind of guide will such an excellent sentinel be matched with?"

Jane Yi suddenly turned her head and looked at Sith with a smile.

"Isn't it Her Royal Highness? Who else would ask knowingly." Sith said casually.

It was a random question, and the answer was a little perfunctory. Jian Yi showed a suddenly realized expression, and was surprised for a long time before saying.

"Ah! Also."

He turned his head away and continued to stare at the screen.