this is my ark journey

He found a cup, filled it with water, and when the princess sat down, his tone became heavy: "Isn't it boring? After drinking so much wine, I can only stay awake and watch these idiots make a fool of myself."

"This body really makes people lonely." Teresia supported her head, looking at the sweaty floor, with the corners of her mouth upturned, "But through our efforts, I feel very comfortable that we can give everyone a chance to get drunk .”

There was no physical response, but he was satisfied mentally. Ren was taken aback, and also laughed.

"So, I'm a little drunk too."

This road is meaningful, and what has been done will not be in vain. Amidst thunderous snoring, two people full of expectations for the future raised their glasses.

"Then, cheers."

Chapter 150 Five W wants to kill people!

The heavy snow had stopped, and the moonlight shone in from the window. The mercenaries lying on the ground also started to wake up, but they were all a bit dazed after drinking too much.

"My head hurts, this is..."

Hedley rubbed his head, and slowly got up from the cold floor. He saw that he was covered in a pair of underwear, and he froze for a moment, then his face turned blue.

Grass!

He remembered that he was exhausted from organizing the New Year's reception, but W kindly sent him a cup of oolong tea, and he drank it in one gulp, and then he entered a state of excitement.

I just remember that he never refused, and finally played wild ball boxing with Garson, took off his armor and tactical vest, and then yelled at the big cannon under the admiration of the whole group.

"It's over, it's over, should I change the corps?" The man covered his face, completely speechless, his life's wisdom was ruined by the crazy hands of W, and he still doesn't understand why W wants to play tricks Own.

It doesn't make sense, I have no enmity with her.

Hedley slowly got up from the cold floor, just in time to see Ren sitting on the sofa writing something, and immediately froze in mid-air like a disconnected robot.

"Ray, Ren, when did you come?"

The lad is in good shape.

Ren looked at the eight-pack abs and vest line, and smiled slightly: "I happened to be at the scene when you yelled about the big cannon."

Hedley's expression changed rapidly, and before he could explain it, Ren made up for it again.

"There is also Teresia who saw your great image, but she has already gone back."

It's over, it's over, and now Kazdel can't stay any longer.

The experienced mercenary's face was ashen, and Ren slowly walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, the whole cardinals are embarrassing, Teresia won't remember you, but with your character, why are you in such a mess?"

In the cardinal trio, if W is crazy and Ines is proud, then Hedley is stable.

There are very few mood swings, and he always thinks about problems extremely calmly. Even his strength is very stable. He can complete tasks without ever breaking out.

Hedley obviously knew that he was a poor drinker, and logically he would not drink at all.

"It's W! It's her who used despicable tricks to harm me!" The red-haired mercenary was furious. He stood up and looked around, as if he wanted to let the cockroach spirit know what the authority of the leader is, but he didn't look at it for a long time. To each other's silhouette.

"Don't look for it, I've already avenged you." Ren threw a cloak for Hedley to put on, pulled him to the sofa, and pouted on it.

W was sleeping on his back, his little face was flushed, and his breathing was even. It was the complete opposite of the usual madness, like a little girl who hadn't experienced much in the world.

Quiet, beautiful, and a little immature.

At this time, a big white leg was placed on W's chest, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned. It turned out that Ren squeezed several women who wanted to die on a sofa.

Next to Ines was Ceobe, who was hugging a white-haired girl tightly, strangling her so that her breathing was uneven.

Hedley immediately looked at the girl's face and asked blankly, "Who is this?"

"Mudrock."

"What? This is mudstone?" Hedley looked back and forth several times, unable to believe his eyes.

Mu Yan was wearing a sports vest, exposing his fine figure.

His skin is fair, his face is big, his waist is slender, and even has a waistcoat line. His figure is so perfect, but his face is very immature. He is no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

"This is probably the number one beauty in the corps. In vain I thought she was a tomboy."

"Originstone skills are deceptive. Mudstone is not very old, so don't overthink it." Ren pretended to call the police at any time, causing Hedley to sit down with a wry smile.

"You fucked them all up? Why do you feel like nothing happened?"

Be civilized, what does it mean to be overturned.

Ren poured a glass of white water, put the written letter in his hand to check for typos, and replied:

"I'm a little drunk, really, at least Teresia and I are a little drunk seeing you all having a good time."

"Ren, why are you swearing at people for no reason?" Hedley's face was ashen, thinking of his dark history.

"I didn't lie to you, it's true. Thinking about the days we used to live, it's also a kind of happiness to be able to lie in a warm room and make a fool of myself."

Hedley looked at the ice crystals on the window and nodded slightly.

For many years, they have had to fight to survive. Most of them are on the way to carry out missions in this kind of ghostly weather. They sit in a group shivering in the cave, and the precious spirits can only be used to warm up. One sip is the limit.

It is indeed different, some troubles are happiness in themselves.

"But this road has just begun. We must ensure that His Highness's flag will always fly in Kazdel. Some things must be done by Cardinals, such as Ursus. If the Tower of Babel intervenes rashly, it will send the reason for war to To those warlords!"

Even though Hedley had a headache, his thinking was still clear.

"We are free mercenaries, and it is only natural that we are hired by the integration movement." Ren laughed at himself and raised his wine glass lightly.

"Hedley, are you still willing to finish this road?"

The mercenary didn't say a word, just quietly looked at those companions who woke up, they rubbed their eyes, scolded Ursus for breaking the wine, but couldn't help but licked the bottom of the cup.

He seemed to see Geraldine, he saw the black knife, and he saw many dead companions standing around laughing, saying that these bastards were ashamed.

Everyone will die, and the dead can make more people live. Perhaps this is the meaning of killing.

"If our blood can paint a new era, I will keep going."

"It seems that the meaning of your battle has been sublimated." Ren is not that great, he just wants to do something, and he does it. In a sense, he is more willful than W.

But other people are different. It is instinct to be lazy and lazy to work. Everyone likes to stay in the comfortable royal city and drink. No one wants to go to the cold and poor ghost place of Ursas.

So the world still needs idealists, someone who goes beyond instinct and does something 'stupid'.

"Okay, today is already the 28th, get ready and leave as soon as the new year is over."

"The whole regiment?" Hedley suddenly became serious when he talked about the business.

"Of course, I will go in batches. I have to find out whether the integration movement is worthwhile." Renn's current evaluation of the integration movement comes from that Wendigo, and the rest are yet to be investigated.

He glanced at W who was wriggling on the sofa, and spoke faster:

"I will go first immediately. After preparing the materials, the mudstone team will follow, and then the material team led by W will change their shotguns after confirming that the integration movement is valuable. Finally, you will lead the main force of the corps to meet up."

Hedley listened quietly, remembering every word in his heart, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Are you going alone?"

"Well, too many people want to kill me now, so let's get out of their sight first."

"What about Ceobe? Not even her?"

"It's up to you to arrange it. You can come here as the second or third batch of reinforcements. Hey, what's the matter with your eyes? This is entirely a combat consideration, and there are no personal factors."

No wonder!

I just don't want to bring a silly dog. As the representative of the Tower of Babel and the hero of Kazdel to meet a group of guerrillas, it should be as full of force as a news broadcast, but with Ceobe, the air It's full of joy.

Hedley has a high emotional intelligence, and he definitely couldn't say something like 'you just want to pretend'. He nodded first, and then suggested:

"You can bring W, she is an expert in tracking and detection...Hey, Ren, what are you running for!"

Before he finished speaking, Ren jumped out of the window directly, and the red-haired mercenary scratched his head, feeling that he had said the right thing.

He has also noticed W's recent changes, and this arrangement is even suspected of being a public servant for personal gain.

"Pain Pain..."

A groan came to his ears, W sat up from the sofa with his head in his arms, his golden eyes were still bloodshot.

She hugged her head to rest for a while, and then she took some breath, raised her hand and slapped Ines' buttocks with a 'slap' sound.

"Smelly woman, your stinky feet almost killed me!" W cursed a few times, shook his head, finally raised his head, and saw Hedley for a moment, then showed an embarrassed and polite look Smile.

"Oh, Hedley, you woke up so early."

The mercenary captain was not in the mood to talk nonsense with her, and asked instead, "Why did Ren run away when he saw you wake up?"

What?Ryan escaped?

The dizzy head was still in a daze for the first time, but gradually, the memories of last night slowly came to mind, those words that were uttered with blood spurting, those roars that were suppressed for too long, those expectations hidden in the words …

"What's the matter with you?" Hedley saw that W's face turned red first, then turned white, and finally turned livid.

"If you don't want to die, don't ask." W stood up slowly, without a trace of a smile on his face, and picked up a Misch long machete from the table.

"Hey, why are you so drunk so early in the morning?"

W, who had already reached the door, turned around and smiled warmly like spring.

"Of course it's to kill and silence!"

Chapter 150 Six If a Cockroach Meets a Killer Whale

The sky at noon was gloomy, with lead-like clouds pressing overhead, and the snow that had stopped for a few hours began to fall again.

There are no enemies within a hundred miles, the world has become peaceful, and with the arrival of the caravan, all kinds of supplies have become complete, and next spring will be a prosperous scene again.

The war has been decided. Even though Tracys has not withdrawn from Kazdel, and even though the surrounding countries are still hostile, capital has regained confidence.

Fruits from Bolivar, daily necessities from Victoria, spirits from Ursas...

The businessman never cared about the ruler's prohibition, only saw that the ruined Kazdel was full of opportunities to make a fortune.

The dark blue uniforms of the Tower of Babel are everywhere, and resting operators are walking on the street in twos and threes, using their generous bonuses to promote the economic cycle.

"His Royal Highness said there will be no war until February."

"Finally, we can rest for two months. Our squadron lost 60.00% of the battle before, so we should reorganize."

"Hahaha, I can find time to go back to the village and get married."

"I really want to beat you up. We are all still single. I just bought some nice things from the caravan. Do you want to appreciate them later?"

"Oriental or Colombian?"

"Sargon, you can become an adult after watching it." A bearded man laughed, and his eyes lit up when he saw a white-haired girl walking by on the street.

"That girl is so beautiful, she looks like a mercenary in her attire, who is going to strike up a conversation?"

"I'm going I'm going."

Amidst the laughter of a group of operators, the most handsome blond operator got up and adjusted his military uniform. Before he got up, he saw the girl walking towards him. This proactive appearance made him show a sunny and handsome smile. He just waited for the girl to approach and smiled. It froze in the face again.

W is dragging a knife in the heavy snow, and the smile on his face is extremely strange.

"Hey, have you seen Ryan Rodland?" She came to several stiff operators and asked with her head tilted.

These soldiers who just came back from the front all stared at her blankly, shaking their heads together: "No, no."

"Thanks."

The blade dragging behind her body rolled into snowflakes, and the smiling girl went to ask the next person, but the group of operators turned their heads stiffly, their voices trembling already.

"Ryan Rodland is the conqueror of the royal city."

"Well, actually want to kill that adult in a fair and honest way."

No one arrested W, and those who knew her would just stay away from her, watching the girl's fierce knife in the snow.Two lumps of snow fell on the roof opposite the small square, W suddenly turned his head, but saw that there was nothing on the roof, hesitated for two seconds, and walked forward.

so close......

Ren was hiding behind the chimney, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he was almost spotted by the cockroach spirit.

After hiding for a few seconds, he quietly put his head out of the chimney and heaved a sigh of relief after seeing W go away.

This crazy woman can't speak logic or reason!She would not feel that she was stealing chickens and losing money, but that those words were too embarrassing and must be forgotten by those who heard them.

And the easiest way is to make Ren lose his memory physically.