The heart of an angel is not as difficult to guess as Yerong imagined, on the contrary, it is surprisingly transparent.
For the sake of his own injury, everyone's speed slowed down a lot, but it also gave them more opportunities to observe others. And the beginning of day after day's disputes is always the same thing... no! Perhaps it is inappropriate to say "things" and instead use the term "factors" to describe them.
Whenever Da Ω mentions a noun in the past tense, it is always followed by "the anger of the queen," according to Dilarocha's description. Of course, Da Ω's less polite tone is also one of the main reasons. As if the angry floodgates were opened in an instant, with a forceful pressure, dissatisfaction would be unleashed on anyone in sight. If Mifara is a dragon like flood, then Da Ω must be a steel embankment as high as the sky. I don't really need to explain what's going on
Whenever an angel is alone, the feeling of desolation in her back is heartbreaking. The Sally incident directed her emotions towards the emotional side; Armed with God, she began to recall the past from a long time ago; The appearance of the fallen angel Ariel added a spice called jealousy to the emotional memories; As for the noisy Big Ω, it was just a repeated arson in the powder magazine.
The lonely angel settled in the memories of millions of years ago. For her, those were once happy times because she had many family members. This is a position that Yerong cannot replace now, and it is questionable whether even the other six people named Seven Samurai have held the same position in Mifarar's heart.
However, Yerong currently has an advantage, as grudges do not exist between each other, as long as there is good guidance, the angel's mood can be smoothly directed to another side. For this, he made a decision that he couldn't even think about in the past.
The ochre red sunset is different from before, and the desolate scenery highlights the insignificance of humanity in it. The isolated giant rock is the only reliance of the angel at this time, and also a proof of distance from others. Yerong sat aside, while the angel still held her bent knees and remained silent in her own world.
"I often want to say to the people around me, 'Is today's sunset a little redder than yesterday?'".
"But I was also afraid of being said, 'Yerong is so sentimental...' So I swallowed the words again..."
In the midst of such hesitation, the sun had already set before I could make a decision.
"The fear of darkness gradually enveloped me, but I never admit my loneliness or give up. I kept telling myself, 'I'm not lonely at all, not at all!'"
Always singing the spell 'I'm not lonely! I'm not lonely!' to cheer myself up.
"Then, while tidying up the workbench, he told himself 'I still need to refuel tomorrow'."
Yerong spoke in a very gentle and gentle tone, as if afraid that one mistake might wake up a sleeping bird. All of this seemed to be what he had said to himself, with a few simple descriptions. The time carriage had already pulled the sun to the bottom of the desert. In the afterglow, the first bright moon - Aguo - has revealed half of its face in the eastern sky.
The calm angel still looked into the distance without saying a word. The dim yellow light and shadow set off her as if she were a white jade statue, adding a touch of enchanting color to the sacredness.
"Among the people I know, the one I admire the most is Jess. He can make everyone who faces him feel his true nature, but when he is alone, he knows how to enjoy the feeling of loneliness. He never worries about what to do next, and every time he takes a step, he naturally determines his direction."
Taking a deep breath, using the dry breath of the desert to calm the gradually trembling mood, and trying to change the direction of the topic.
"By the way! Mifarar, among the Seven Samurai, I know Jess, you, and Monica better. Although Jack and Sally have met before, in fact, I still don't know much about them. What kind of personalities are the others?"
Fingers lightly flicked at the yellow sand, making Yerong aware that the angel was considering his question... or perhaps considering how to blow him away. This idea made Yerong smile bitterly in his heart.
"I don't know... to me, they are like the sky, the soil is the soil, everything is so natural. I can't explain to you what the sky is and what the soil is. But when you see them, you will understand that they are them."
The angel with a lowered head immediately brushes away every trace left on the sand. Rather than saying that such actions are unwilling to let people peek at her heart, it is more accurate to say that she is simply indulging in such meaningless behavior. Yerong gave up on what he had gained from the sand and asked, "Aren't there anything that left a deep impression?"
When the lightly drawn shape turned into a circle, Mifara kept repeating the movements one after another until a deep groove was left on the sand. She smiled lightly, the first heartfelt smile in these days. In the past few days, the expression of smiling just to threaten others brought a considerable sense of oppression to the three human beings, but it could not shake the machine soldiers who claimed to be the Slayer. Now seeing such a smile, Yerong relaxed and let out a light breath.
"I don't have a deep impression. All memories seem to experience them again as soon as I close my eyes." The angel who closed her eyes looked up. "That was an era that was so pure that it couldn't be anymore. But when everyone was separated, the world was different." Opening his jade like eyes, he looked up at the stars in the sky. In Mifara's eyes, Ye Rong was quite interested in what the patterns pieced together by the stars looked like.
Also lift your head. "I don't know if she's looking at the same stars as me now?"
Regarding Yerong's sudden unclear words, Mifarar turned to look at the worried man and asked in confusion, "She? Who is she?"
"A girl I like."
Her widened eyes were filled with infinite curiosity, and Juan Xiu's expression already indicated her confusion. But our angel still lightly lifted her cherry lips and asked, "What kind of person is she?"
"She is very jealous, impatient, and irritable. However, her smile... is my greatest happiness..." Yerong kept looking at the sky, as if his goddess was standing on the Milky Way.
Suddenly turning his head, he met Mifarar's four eyes, and this action made the angel jump with excitement. However, Yerong said in an extremely ordinary tone, "Sister Mifara, do you know some ways to confess to girls?" He scratched his messy hair. "I haven't spoken yet, maybe it's just my own wishful thinking."
Disappointment? No! This kind of mood is more like relaxing. The heavy stone weighing on his heart gently fell to the ground, and Mifarar regained his normal demeanor. He seriously considered Yerong's problem and said, "Hmm. Sally's method is not effective. You have a completely different personality from him, and you don't have his magical charm. Jack's is also not good. He is simply paranoid and stubborn..."
With a finger pressed against her upper lip and a determined expression, Mifarar turned to Yerong and said, "I can teach you Jess's method, but don't say I taught it."
Watching Ye Rong nod fiercely, Mifara sat up in front of him and said, "Girls can't resist the temptation of a bright smile and affectionate gaze. Your eyes should know how to discharge and seduce her! Come on, give me a try."
Following Mifarar's instructions, Yerong attempted to launch an attack with affectionate eyes and a cheerful smile. But Mifara mercilessly struck the facade with a hand knife. "Fool! Who asked you to put on a lascivious smile and look like you're about to eat someone down!"
"What else should we do?" Yerong rubbed his forehead against the knife and protested softly.
"Let me demonstrate once," Mifara turned her head and smiled back. The slightly exposed teeth and the lingering gaze from the corners of his eyes made Yerong stare blankly at the jade figure in front of him. A burst of chestnut awakened his consciousness. "Pretend to be silly! If you don't do it again!"
Touching the knocked head, Yerong pouted and didn't turn his head. Following Mifara's trick, look back. Looking at Ye Rong's serious expression, Mifara suppressed a smile and continued, "Then said, I like you. Give it a try."
Using all her abilities, Yerong maintained her original expression and affectionately said, "I like you."
Finally, Mifara couldn't help but snort and pushed away Yerong's face, hugging her belly and laughing loudly. The happy laughter lasted for a while before Mifarar suppressed her trembling belly and laughter, saying, "Then there's a deep kiss for her. Most likely, the girl will be caught!" After finishing, she lowered her head and chuckled to herself.
"I like you!"
Watching Yerong put on an equally serious expression, he repeated the trick he had just rehearsed. Mifara patted his shoulder and laughed, saying, "Stop making a fuss! Just give it a try. Do you want to laugh me to death?"
"I really like you!" Yerong grabbed Mifarar's cheek with both hands and leaned in with a passionate deep kiss.
After finally pushing Yerong back onto the rock wall, Mifara lowered her head and showed a shy and blushing expression. Before Yerong could react, she gritted her teeth fiercely and hit the stone wall next to Yerong's face with three heavy blows.
All of this happened so suddenly, and Yerong asked dumbfounded, "You... you wouldn't have dealt a heavy blow to a wounded soldier, would you?"
Pretending to be a rogue who didn't know where to learn, Mifarar leaned close to Yerong's face and threatened, "If it weren't for your concern that you were an injured soldier, these fists should be borne by your nose bridge!" After speaking, he stood up angrily and left.
"Sister Miphael," Yerong indifferent call made the angel stop in his tracks. "What about the answer you gave me?"
The expression on the angel's face when he turned around was something that Yerong had never seen before, containing feelings of helplessness, confusion, and so on. The frown on his face made Yerong's heart ache.
"Fool..." The Wings of Light did not appear in the same way as before, but with a gentle snowfall, stretched behind the angel. Wrapped up with a jade figure and delicate features, the figure with a white tail disappeared into the starry sky of the night.
With his hands crossed and resting on the back of his head, Yerong leaned against the rock wall and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, a "swoop!" caught his attention, and Dilarocha was standing up in the nearby sand. Looking at the man who brushed away the sand and dust from his body, Yerong asked with a hint of surprise, "When did you hide there?"
"Probably when you said, 'Is today's sunset a little redder than yesterday?' Dilarocha walked over to Yerong as if nothing had happened.". The technique of tracking and hiding in the desert is a must learn skill for Magic Fencer from the Chaos Temple. For them, understanding how to effectively utilize terrain is equally important as improving their own abilities.
"Isn't that the beginning?" Yerong frowned and replied. Dilarocha just waved her hand and said, "What do you think?"
"Jess is deceiving people."
"But the other party is a blazing angel."
"Love knows no race!"
Dilarocha sneered twice before asking again, "You've been dumped, why don't you cry a few times to listen?"
With a profound expression on his face, Yerong said, "Something that can win sympathy from others, of course, is used when it is most advantageous. What's the point of crying for you?"
"Please me!" Dilarocha said as if it were a very reasonable thing. But he quickly changed the topic and said, "Sherk once said that the heart of a woman is truly synonymous with 'chaos'. I just understood a bit, but I still don't quite understand." Dilarocha's life in the Temple of Chaos was like the rigor of a ascetic, only immersed in forging his own chains. Not to mention the relationship between men and women, even the relationship between people is still in the exploratory stage, and he cannot express himself as smooth as the old Snow in the temple, even seeing through the so-called "ambiguity".
But Yerong has experienced someone's baptism. When mentioning someone, Yerong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Do you know that I have a friend who can be said to be an older brother, Jess, who just mentioned, has a quite interesting metaphor for 'chaos and balance'?"
Dilarocha shook her head naturally, and Yerong smiled again and said, "You know coffee is a beverage. He said that light is like milk, and darkness is like freshly brewed black coffee. When you first pour milk into coffee, the various gradient colors of black, white, and brown become chaotic. When you stir it evenly, it is called balance."
"Is that right?" After listening to the description, Dilarocha also smiled thoughtfully. He continued, "So, which kind of friend does your friend think he belongs to?"
"He said, 'Who can add milk to your coffee? I'm Jess! It's neither coffee nor milk.'"
"Hahaha~It's really interesting." Dilarocha left with a burst of laughter.
Still settling in the laughter just now, Yerong looked at the distant horizon. The dark night makes it impossible to see far, but it has a unique flavor, except that the sound of breaking through the sand still disrupts the beautiful atmosphere.
"Diego... you're also here..." Yerong felt a little helpless.
But Diego maintained his indifferent expression and said, "I didn't originally plan to appear, but I came out specifically to tell you." As he spoke, Magic Fencer gradually drifted away. "The rock wall you are leaning on may not be doing well after enduring those punches just now..."
For a moment, I couldn't figure out the meaning behind Diego's words, but as the gentle breeze brushed against my face, it also turned the huge rock wall behind Yerong into flying powder and disappeared with the wind.
"What foolish thing did I do..."
The angel returned in the early morning and awakened the sleeping Yerong with a somewhat forced "friendly" attitude, saying good morning. With a gentle smile full of veins, he warned Yerong that when he revealed anything that should not have been revealed, he would receive solemn "care and love". Of course, Yerong didn't dare to tell her that there was no need for anyone to reveal the matter, as it was no longer a secret
Sniper Gun by Xiao ω Under the repair, it has been restored in 89% of cases. Yerong's remaining job is to adjust and maintain, and of course, to quickly recover from his injuries. With the basic white magic therapy that Diego knows and the simple medicinal herbs he carries with him, he no longer suffers so much. Next, just be careful not to exercise excessively and do foolish things. Broken bones can quickly recover, otherwise you may even lose your life.
According to Diego, the location of God's love song is at the intersection of deep gravel and desert. Although there seems to be a small oasis nearby, as it is only a few days away from other oases, few people or caravans pass through the oasis, and most people will choose other routes to travel. The most common way for caravans to travel is to start from an oasis in the morning and rest in the next oasis in the evening. This is the safest way to travel in desert areas, unless there are special circumstances.
In the desert, there are three main forms of gathering points for crowds: the first is small settlements. They are no different from the nomadic tribes on the grassland, where there is water and grass, their traces can be seen. When resources are temporarily depleted, they move to the next location, allowing the original place to naturally regain vitality.
The second is a base established around the water source. When there is a fixed source of groundwater or other water sources, people will begin to settle down and form a permanent large town. Agriculture will also establish its foundation here, but it is much poorer than other regions on the mainland. The main source of grain still relies on the exchange of goods by caravans.
The third type is that there was a water source in the past, but the water source area dried up. But there are already a considerable number of people gathered here with various construction foundations, and even this place has become an important transportation hub, making it difficult for humans who live here to easily give up. At this point, as long as there are good water storage equipment and logistics pipelines, such cities can still survive in the desert. Like the largest city in the desert, the holy city of Dalain belongs to this type of city.
In order to reach the destination, the group arrived at the second type of new town, which is also the closest supply location to the destination oasis. A place that has just been established for a few years presents a vibrant and thriving scene, because it is the most convenient midway point from south to north or east among the typical route types in desert areas. To the west is a desert, which is the destination.
This advantage allowed this town to develop rapidly in a few years, although the rapid growth of the town has its pros and cons. Some bizarre industries have developed here, such as the human population and slave trade that are not allowed elsewhere, and the illegal brothels that are impossible to exist in desert areas... and so on. These are mostly businesses established by outsiders who come to desert areas, and desert ethnic groups usually do not waste their resources and spirit on these things.
However, a row of three humans, the ultimate destructive weapon between one person, and the absolutely invincible slaughter machine between two superhumans, entered the small town in a grand manner and may accidentally, intentionally or unintentionally, destroy the entire town. In order to avoid such a situation from happening, with the tacit cooperation of Yerong and Dilarocha, while the angel was arguing with Da Ω, disregarding Diego's wishes and life and death, he was left in place, and the two of them dragged their horses into the small town.
Ears are rarely quiet, and emotions are rarely relaxed. I just exchanged four horses for silver coins, and then my next job was to gather four camels, supplies, and water. It is precisely because the following journey will return to the desolate gravel desert, and one must also accept the poison of the arguments around them, and there is even a possibility of losing one's life as a result. So the two of them should try to relax as much as possible, and this should be the last rest stop before the finish line.
Of course, Dilarocha, who is also a Magic Fencer, will not forget his companions during this rare moment of happiness. He silently prayed in his heart, "Brother, occasionally make me apologize..."
"Hello! You guys!"
"Hey! It's just the two of you!"
Feeling inexplicable, Magic Fencer and mechanic attempted to turn around, with six or seven fully armed warriors standing behind them. The attire of several of them clearly indicates that they come from areas outside the desert; Among the remaining desert residents, there are prominent figures of tomb raider Gossan and his accomplices.
"It's this guy who took away all the slaves we brought!" a soldier said to Gossan. But his voice was so loud that it was as if he was afraid Dilarocha wouldn't hear that threatening tone.
Due to their old and new grudges, the two turned around and stared straight at Gossan, pondering in their hearts the possibility of the other person's ulterior motives.
"Lord Magic Fencer, where is your other companion?" The handsome and shameless desert gentleman questioned Dilarocha in his extremely low and attractive tone.
Looking at the situation where the other party was furious and the number of people had the upper hand, Dilarocha tried her best to conceal her displeasure and asked, "What exactly happened?"
"It seems that your companion has robbed my friend of the goods he brought. I just want to help him retrieve the lost item."
"Goods? When did tomb raiders cross the line and engage in human trafficking?"
Upon hearing Dilarocha's mockery, Gossan only chuckled a few times before replying, "Human trafficking? No! How could I have done such immoral behavior? The goods my friend brought are not human. Respected Magic Fencer, you should return them to the owner's hands."
Being alert, the person next to Gossan took a few steps forward. Dilarocha glared and said fiercely, "Do you want to fight?"
Faced with the warning tone of the angry Magic Fencer, the soldiers took a small step back. After confirming the thoughts of their companions, they gathered the courage and pretended to be fierce and stepped forward.
Surprisingly, Dilarocha's murderous aura disappeared without a trace in an instant. He draped Yerong's shoulder and propped up his forehead. With a special tone of tears of joy, he sniffed and said, "I'm so touched! This time, the opponent is also human!"
Yerong patted the back of Magic Fencer's head with a touch of emotion and comforted him, saying, "I understand your thoughts."
The enemies who looked at each other gathered up their remaining courage and stepped forward. Dilarocha tilted her head and looked sideways at the soldiers moving forward step by step, whispering to Yerong, "How many can you accept?"
Judging from the current situation, the gradual formation of a semi encirclement in a joint attack is no different from a typical melee, where the chance of accidentally getting a knife in the back is much greater. Yerong quickly replied, "At most two."
"I'm probably about the same."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, then turned around and ran!
"Don't escape!"
Listening to the standard lines of the villains, Yerong muttered, "Don't chase after me, it's enough..." He turned to Magic Fencer who was also running hard beside him and asked, "Isn't it against your purpose to escape from the enemy?"
"The chance of survival is to rely on oneself to fight for it, not the enemy's generosity. Strategic retreat is allowed," Dilarocha took the time to reply. Turning his head to look at the pursuers, he replied, "What is your current level of confidence?"
Looking back, due to each person's different speeds, the enemies had already drawn a considerable distance from each other. Yerong said, "Four!" and simultaneously took off the sniper rifle from his shoulder.
With a pull of the gun, the loaded weapon was caught by Dilarocha. "Still in the busy area, don't use this kind of thing."
The innocent crowd on the road kept flashing by, and Magic Fencer was looking around for any favorable terrain. Yerong stopped his pace and pointed ahead, saying, "There are six more people!"
Six soldiers wielding weapons ignored the people blocking the way and pushed them aside, killing them. Turning her head, Dilarocha patted Yerong's shoulder. "Follow me!" The two of them rushed towards the narrow alley next to them.
The earthen wall in front of us represents a certain degree of misfortune, but for well-trained Magic Fencer, it can only be considered a minor obstacle. With a continuous push towards the left and right walls, and a climb with the right hand, Dilarocha has already climbed up to the top of the wall. Extending a hand to help the mechanic who was still at the bottom of the wall, the pursuers from behind were killing with the shining light of their swords.
Jumping over the earthen wall, the two have already arrived at the outskirts of the town, and their interaction has significantly decreased. Yerong once again pulled Magic Fencer to a halt as he raced, turned around and crouched down, raising his sniper rifle to aim at the upper end of the earthen wall. Dilarocha saw this and drew out her long sword, shouting loudly. The people around her who were afraid of the situation had already hid in various corners.
Two people jumped onto the earthen wall at the same time, and without hesitation, Yerong fired the first shot! The bullet hit the nearby house beautifully.
Quickly replace the empty bomb and adjust the trajectory based on experience. Second shot! The soldier who jumped off the wall was obstructed from moving due to being hit in the arm. After he regained his senses, he charged forward with anger and raised his weapon high. Yerong's third shot only hit his body, and the soldier fell in response. However, by this time another person had already arrived at a considerable distance, and other soldiers were also jumping over the earthen wall one after another.
Seeing that the momentum was not right, Yerong shouted at my mother and hurriedly ran away, pulling Dilarocha.
"What's wrong?"
"The sniper rifle is completely off center! Now I can't move a single one!"
Running past the corner of the alley, a dilapidated and seemingly uninhabited room entered the sight of the two. After trying to avoid leaving any traceable traces, the two of them jumped into the house and hid under the windowsill.
With four eyes aligned, Yerong looked at Magic Fencer's attire and raised his hand to point to his lips. "Shh~" Dilarocha exclaimed from the side, "Who are you?"
The two of them covered Dilarocha's mouth together, and the sound of the enemy's search was coming from outside.
"Damn it! Where did those two young men die? Eh~How did you come here?"
"We are also chasing the fleeing group of slaves here. Have you seen them?"
"Forget it, look around!"
The boiling voices of over ten people made the people hiding inside dare not even fart. Dila Rosha finally calmed down and looked around. People dressed in the same Magic Fencer costume have light purple eyes that emit a faint red light. There were more than ten people squatting in the back, looking at their body sizes, including both adults and children. The large cloak that enveloped her whole body, combined with the dim indoor light, made it difficult for Dilarocha to see what was beneath the cloak. But I probably already know that the other person is the one who helped them get into trouble this time.
While exploring the movements of the enemy outside, Yerong whispered to Dilarocha, "Isn't he Diego?"
Dilarocha, who shook her head, denied Yerong's question. The puzzled mechanic ignored the gaze of the unfamiliar Magic Fencer and continued to ask, "How did you distinguish it?"
Pointing to the headscarf wrapped around her head, Dilarocha whispered back, "Each of us wraps our heads slightly differently. So just by the way we wrap our headscarves, we can still distinguish who is who."
The two of them were required to remain silent, and the unfamiliar Magic Fencer also peered outside. The short sword, adorned with shiny gemstones, had unknowingly arrived in hand and tiptoed to the crumbling door. A soldier kicked open the door and took a step. Seeing the hiding crowd about to shout, the short sword had already cut open their throats. Covering the mouth that could make a sound, holding the body that spewed blood wildly, the unfamiliar Magic Fencer quietly dragged the already pitiful victim to the side as much as possible.
There wasn't much time to surprise others, but Yerong looked up and immediately withdrew his head. One finger pointed outside, and the other pointed out three fingers, indicating that there were still three people hovering near the abandoned house.
"Huh? Where's another person?"
"I don't know? Did you search for other places?"
"Forget it, let's go."
The distant footsteps made everyone feel much more at ease. Three heads poked out of the window, each looking at different corners.
Confirming that no one was patrolling outside, the unfamiliar Magic Fencer waved his hand and instructed the slave he had rescued to go out. Yerong and Dilarocha looked at the group of people leaving one after another, looking at each other silently, and both stood up to prepare to leave.
A whistle startled everyone, and the enemy hiding on the nearby roof was calling out to his companions. Yerong quickly replaced the bullets of the sniper rifle and crouched down to carefully aim. Murmuring, "Correct with perseverance! Correct with perseverance!" With a flick of the trigger, the enemy on the roof fell beautifully to the ground. Before celebrating their success, the enemy who came to surround them upon hearing the news had already raised a large amount of sand and dust in their eyes.
A group of people who had just escaped from the magic were running away with even more hurried steps, when a fugitive with a child's figure fell to the ground after stepping on the hem of his cloak. The others were about to stop and turn around to help their companions, but Dilarocha, who was catching up from behind, had already picked up the fallen child with one hand and said to the people ahead, "The enemy's enemies can temporarily become allies. Let's escape here first and then talk about other things!"
The people who had to compromise quickly followed the direction of the leading Magic Fencer and left for now.
Yerong and Dilarocha, who were catching up, supported the laggards to accelerate their speed. Yerong asked, "Is there a way to ask Diego and the others to help?"
"Do you want to level this small town?" Dilarocha quickly replied. Watching Ye Rong think of three non-human personalities with an expression that he didn't know how to answer, Magic Fencer smiled bitterly and said, "First escape from here, and then find a way to meet them!"