Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

There are perverts!

It took a while for Muirseth and Fiadina to explain exactly what to do.

An interesting mercenary girl may have been deceived. What they have to do is to dig out some suitable information from the other party.

"But where is that girl now?"

Fiadina frowned in distress. She wanted to go directly to the clinic to inquire, but was pulled away by Muirseth.

"That guy has been hiding for so many years. He must have a better disguise. It couldn't be easier to deceive a little girl like you."

"You don't look much older than me."

Fiatina retorted.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Muirseth responded smoothly,

"Compared to that, maybe we should deal with the guys who surrounded us first."

"I'm not complimenting you!...What did you say?"

Fiatina subconsciously complained, after listening to the second half of Muirseth's words, she looked around quickly, and sure enough, a group of guys carrying steel rods or sticks or even machetes had surrounded them at some point.

"What are these guys... doing?"

Fia Tina turned around, and casually pulled out her Originium Staff.

They haven't left the clinic too far yet, so they can't wait to surround them?

"Probably enough money was collected—this also shows how much money the guy in the clinic has collected during this time?"

"That's true."

Fiatina nodded her head.

"Wait, wait! Miss Fia, Director Muirseth! Why are you all so calm!"

Teresa has never seen such a scene, she waved her arms in a panic,

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

"Don't worry, Teresa."

Fiatina held Teresa's shoulders in case she ran away out of fear—that would be the opposite.

Fia Tina's face was a confident smile, perhaps that confidence infected Teresa, and Teresa gradually calmed down.

Miss Feiya is so calm... Could it be that she has made some achievements in battle?

That's great, Miss Fia!

Little stars almost appeared in Teresa's eyes.

Fiatina didn't notice Teresa's expression, and when she realized that Teresa had calmed down, she stood behind Shirtel, with a white light flashing on the Origin Stone staff.

"Don't make too much noise."

Fiatina whispered softly.

"it is good."

Stuart responded.

"Please don't die, may you be safe."

Fiatina whispered, the halo above her head was bright, and the white light shone from the top of Fiatina's head. And then, when Stel mentioned Levatin, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Flame burns.

"Ah, this is really..."

Muirseth covered her mouth and showed a surprised expression. This was the first time she saw Fiadina using Originium skills.It looks like healing, but the healing spell probably won't be released before the battle, right?

And the flame of the red-haired girl.

Muirseth seldom misses the point, but this time, she really didn't realize the strength of Shirtel. From that flame, she could feel the dangerous breath, and it seemed that even the connection between her and the water molecules All became a little weaker.

What a terrible flame.

Just as Muirseth thought so, Sturtle moved.

The flames wrapped around the blade swirled and surged.

Chapter 44 Grab the Carving Knife

flame.

Burning flames.

Hovering and extending along the pitch-black sword body that was taller than the girl.

The scorching heat distorted the air, and the girl with red hair and purple eyes held a black giant sword and swung it lightly.

"......monster."

Someone growled in a trembling voice.

Some people have already lost their will to fight—they have no sense of death at all, and they just want to make a living. In front of Shier Teer, they are not even considered cannon fodder.

That would be the best outcome.

Shirtel didn't need to make a move, but he was happy to relax.

It would be nice if it could be solved so easily.

Fiatina thought so.

However, things went against expectations, the cold light flickered, and a square blade that looked like an enlarged version of a utility knife slashed towards Levatin, who was burning with raging flames.

Shirtel frowned slightly, raised his pitch-black sword.

The visitor was a petite girl.

With a blank face and cold eyes, her blade bounced off after only colliding with Levatin for a moment, her small body turned around in the air and landed firmly.

"Wow~"

Muirseth let out an exclamation.

Just like being a good gymnast.

The girl's gaze shifted slightly and landed on Muirseth.

"Aren't you passing by?"

As if asking questions.

Instead, Muirseth was slightly taken aback.

"I did pass by, but I was surrounded by your accomplices. Does this explanation make sense to you?"

Muirseth repeated his tricks, with one eye closed and his little pink tongue sticking out,

"Hey?"

"It makes sense, but no."

The girl replied blankly.

"What's your name?"

Muirseth asked again.

"......burin."

Obviously not a real name.

Probably a pseudonym used as a mercenary, but it is enough, Muirseth just needs a way of addressing him.

"Why would you help a murderer?"

Muirseth smiled, hands behind her back, water molecules gathered in her palms.

Although she said that this child is quite interesting, if the other party is obsessed with it, she doesn't mind teaching the other party what it means to respect "elders".

"Murderer?"

The carving knife frowned, and she raised two sword blades, one long and one short,

"I don't understand what you are talking about. The task I received is to protect the doctor and drive away those who want to harm the doctor, that's all."

The carving knife said so.

"The murderer we are talking about is the doctor you want to protect. It seems that you can have a good talk with us. How about it? Do you want to hear our information?"

Fia Tina also saw the clues. This Miss Knife seems to be quite principled... But with such a character, it is probably easier to be deceived.

"...I will not harm the innocent."

Said the carving knife, she pointed the tip of the sword at Shirtel,

"But I won't trust you so easily. After driving you away, I will question the doctor myself."

"That's troublesome."

Fiatina blinked.

Shirtel sighed, her fishing plan seemed to be in vain.

Levatin danced, the black blade piercing the air.

Shirtel's swordsmanship is actually not very good, but swordsmanship has never been her strong point.

The carving knife kept swinging the blade. In her eyes, Shirtel seemed to be full of flaws, but the flames could always attack her one step ahead of her, perfectly predicting the landing points of all her attacks.

... cat and mouse?

Ke Dao couldn't help but think so.

Shier Teer obviously had flaws all over her body, but the carving knife just couldn't cut it in. On the other hand, the flames kept trying to burn her from various angles, leaving her covered in bruises in a short time.

The carving knife gritted his teeth.

This feeling was very similar to when she faced her master - the other party was already deliberately controlling it, as could be seen from her easy-going manner.

"Tsk."

Probably a little bored.

Stuart swung his blade.

The carving knife retreated abruptly, and four flying knives flew out with her raising her hand.

Shirtel directly stood up Levatin in front of him, and the flying knife slammed into the sword.

Ke Dao intends to flee the scene.

But Shirtel didn't intend to give her this chance, and a red figure also flashed out, as if she was walking forward on flames.

slam-la-

Suddenly another figure appeared in front of the carving knife.

It was Muirseth.

Fiadina turned her head suddenly, and looked at the open space beside her with some astonishment—there were still Muleseth's footprints on the ground, and there was also a puddle of water that was left behind at an unknown time.

How did she do it?

Fiadina turned her head and looked at Muirses who was not far away in front of the carving knife again.

"Okay, calm down first."

Muirseth was all smiles, with both hands resting on the shoulders of the carving knife.

"...!!!"

The carving knife opened its mouth wide.

She didn't realize when Muirseth stood in front of her.

Snapped!