Hello, Arknights

Chapter 323 The storm is coming

The news of Olmer's death soon spread throughout Cavaleliaki. After all, he was a famous jousting knight. Although his reputation was not good, he was at least the future long-rider of a large family. However, he died in the western district where the infected lived. He was shot in multiple vital parts by arrows and died on the spot.

The old patriarch of Ingla was furious and suffered a heart attack in a rage, and was hospitalized. However, he still appealed the matter to the court of justice while on a ventilator, vowing to find the murderer.

Because the Ingla family holds a considerable share of shares in the Chamber of Commerce, several spokespersons are well aware of the seriousness of this incident. Some of them and some directors of the Chamber of Commerce knew who the murderer was after learning the intelligence at the scene, but it was not smooth to hold him accountable in the shadows.

"White Arrows... Who allowed you to interfere in the affairs of those nobles?"

Kuranta, who had dyed his hair blue, smiled apologetically: "Boss, you are wrongly accusing us. Yesterday, Monique and I did not go to the West City District. We were in the central city district investigating the recent whereabouts of the Flawed Light Knight."

"Roy, don't fool me! What was Bai Jin doing yesterday? Report your whereabouts to me!"

Monique watched coldly on the side. She didn't want to guess what Roy was thinking. If necessary, he would tell her.

Roy smiled slightly and continued to joke: "Boss, according to the intelligence, Platinum was dating her boyfriend yesterday and was active in Plot Zero."

"Do you think we are fools? Who else except the Platinum Lord of the Wu Zhou League can hand over such a special business card with that white arrow?" The big shots who usually fiddle with money in the shadows were a little angry, wondering if these people, who they usually used as tools to clean up garbage, were having other intentions.

"Boss, let's not talk about the fact that our weapons manufacturing is not a one-way channel. There are two Platinum Lords in the Cavalleria right now... Compared to our poor little Pegasus who is already a little insane, it is more likely that the traitor who only looks like an honest man did it."

Roy smiled awkwardly: "We missed the best opportunity during the chase and let him escape... Now I'm afraid he's here for revenge."

"Revenge? What kind of revenge can a coward like you have? Even if it wasn't done by the current Platinum Lord, assign more people to watch over her, or just use her as a scapegoat. Her master must have come back for her... There will be no problem keeping an eye on her." The man in the shadow snorted and gave an order, "If you feel grief for the loss of your life... You shouldn't make this mistake - Roy, this is your eighth year as Green Gold Lord."

"...Yes, I understand. I will... handle this task properly." Kuranta bowed, his drooping hair blocking his sight, and the people around him had no way of knowing his expression at this moment.

After walking out of the depressing room for a long time, Feilin, who was following Roy, asked in confusion: "Roy, what are you thinking about?"

"If it was Ikaros, it would only take one arrow to kill the Bronze Knight..."

"You're wrong. If it were him, he would have used more arrows and wouldn't have let him die so quickly." Roy didn't look back, but that frivolous tone filled his words again.

Monique's qualifications are far inferior to Roy's, and she has not been with Ikaros for a long time. The previous generation Platinum is indeed quite skilled, but such a weak character is the type that she sneers at. If he could be more ruthless, he could also take Qingjin's position.

"why?"

"…Because he is Ikaros, and he chose the little Pegasus, so naturally he is like him in many ways."

Roy didn't explain anything further. Monique couldn't understand and wouldn't feel this sad.

He really wanted to help Bai Jin, but now it seemed that whether she could survive... depended on herself.

"Communication, accept the platinum throne."

"Not here?"

"Message from Qingjin: Lord Platinum, don't worry about the murder in the West District. There is another suspect. It is initially believed to be Ikaros. Let Monique and I hunt him down. According to the plan, we will attack the Knight of Flawed Light in the next special tournament. Detain him first, and allow him to be disabled."

"…Do your best and draw a clear line between yourself and that person."

After leaving the message, he hung up the phone and walked to the window of the high-rise building. The sun was not out today, and the gloomy world made even the neon lights unable to emit a frivolous glow.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

When a rabbit dies, the fox mourns. Haha... Hunter, be careful of the beast that has been strangling your neck... it may bite you back.

"Monique, listen to me..."

Platinum Apartments.

She put herself in the bathtub again. The hot water was hot enough to slightly burn her skin, but she still felt so cold. She wanted to bury herself deeply in the boiling water, but the feeling of danger spread into her heart like the pervasive darkness... She was so scared.

For the first time, she shot and killed a knight who was not on mission without informing her superiors, and the knight was a target that her superiors deliberately avoided. She was so nervous that she forgot to retrieve the arrow and deal with the traces at the scene.

"...Will I die?" She forced herself up, water dripping down her neck and over her delicate and pale collarbone. She wrapped herself in a bath towel and found the message on the communication.

"...Ikaros...Flawed Knight...Permission to maim..."

"Do your best and draw a clear line between yourself and that person."

With whom? Master... or Ling Dengxian?

Ling Dengxian... will fight Xia Guang in the next competitive knight special tournament... and watch the game...

Platinum Knight... Platinum Throne...

She looked at the white longbow she had thrown on the carpet, picked it up, and felt the vibration of the bowstring. Her breathing became heavier and heavier.

The streets of the eastern district of Cavalleria.

Ling Dengxian put down the newspaper. The Rusty Bronze Knight died in the West District. He had a hunch that the one who shot those white arrows was Platinum.

I dealt with a team of the Helmetless Alliance at Plot Zero and there were no signs of them being discovered.

Thinking of Bai Jin's dazed look when he met him before, he felt something in his heart.

"...I have to go find her." He set off immediately, feeling a little uneasy.

At this moment, the communication terminal rang at an inopportune time. He glanced at the caller, hesitated for a moment, and answered the call. It was the spokesperson McGee.

"Mr. McGee?"

"Platinum Knight, I'll get straight to the point. Your schedule is out. This weekend you'll be playing against... Candle Knight."

"Oh, but such news probably doesn't require a big shot like you to come and tell a small person like me in person, right?" Ling Dengxian said coldly. No matter how much time he had, he didn't want to waste on this guy at this time.

"Haha, sorry, sorry, I'm still talking nonsense... Sir Platinum Knight, I want you to... lose to Sir Viviana."

Ling hung up the phone and immediately rushed to Bai Jin's apartment.

He had been here several times before, but this time he would never forget the way. When he arrived at the door, he could feel the popularity, and after hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door was not closed, but just ajar. He pushed it open noiselessly. The water marks left by his bare feet in the room had not dried yet. The TV was still playing a meaningless youth drama. The living room was messy, but no one was there.

The boy walked into this small world that once belonged to a lonely Kuranta, silently groped in the crack of the sofa to find the remote control and turned off the TV.

She left, perhaps having made some decision.

In this bustling city, if she didn't want anyone to find her, then finding a platinum throne in the Wuzhou Alliance would be an extremely difficult task, and he, an outsider pathfinder, had no way of doing it.

Turn off the TV, tidy up the coffee table, pick up the bath towel that still had heat on the floor and hang it up, turn off the bathroom light, mop the floor, and turn off the light.

He left the room, and the last ray of gloomy light was also covered by him.

He would look for her in the audience on weekends.

She said he would not miss any game in the major tournament.

The communication terminal rang again, but it was not the tactless McGee who rang, but the Doctor.

"…Doctor, is there something wrong?"

"It sounds like you're not very happy right now. Who are you having a quarrel with again?"

"Want to have a fight?"

"No, I have good news for you. Well, no, strictly speaking, it is the bagpipe that brings you good news, but I am just giving you a heads-up."

Ling Dengxian tried to cheer himself up: "What's wrong?"

The doctor on the other end of the phone spoke in a steady stream, bringing back into his mind an object that he had not thought of for a long time.

The Great Knight leads somewhere.

"...My dear nephew, the Great Knight's Territory is full of rumors right now. I heard from the informant that they seem to be looking for you...'Killed the future Knight of the Ingra family', you are quite brave..." The Filin man smiled. He liked the atmosphere of impending storm in the city. It reminded him of Syracuse. "But you seem to be more worried about your apprentice."

"Bunuo, the truth is not worth joking about." Duva was repairing his equipment, with no expression in his eyes.

Ikaros sighed softly. He was actually in the West District that day and witnessed the whole process. Before his bowstring was released, Xinteleya's arrow pierced through Olmer's atrocity. He confirmed his hesitation and also confirmed one thing.

“…Father, I…”

"I will help you, but be prepared." Duva stretched out his rough fingers and touched the hammer. His fingertips slid along the shallow crack, which seemed to be deliberately ignored by him. He had no intention of repairing it.

Ling boy, will you make a decision that will not disappoint us?

Editorial Department of Red Wine News.

"Yes, yes, ma'am, indeed, our report was a great success. Of course, of course, our Grand Knight will not forget your heroic act of reporting the bloody incident to us as soon as possible. We would like to express our sincerest gratitude to you!"

"Ah, of course there is a reward, but now we are printing more newspapers, so I am really too busy. Please forgive me... I won't forget it. After all, the person who died is the future long knight of the Ingra family. This is a big deal... But with the special championship coming up, if we don't seize the time to do more, it will be a waste of this hot spot."

"You can't let the Ingra family hear this, right?" Planster smiled and sneered at the profit-seeker on the other end of the line, but he didn't show it in his words. "Cooperate sincerely... You can't just take the credit."

"Yeah, yeah, sure. Trust is the key to making money together. I've said before that friendship lasts forever. It's just that I've been busy with other things lately and we haven't been in touch for a while. It's just a phone call to catch up. Don't be nervous."

"Okay, I wish you a happy work." Planst hung up the call and put away the terminal with a cold look. The subordinate next to her didn't know whether she should come forward to report her work. She glanced at him and signaled that he was fine. She just hated the indiscriminate faces of profit-seekers like Casimir.

"...Director, we have already planted all the nodes you arranged in the small-scale virtual dream reality last night, and there are no outsiders to interfere."

"Well done." Planster looked at the task list, thought for a moment, and looked up and said, "Please connect me to Director Ibbs. I need to confirm the progress of his task."

"Okay." The Scepter and the members of the institute did not dare to neglect and immediately connected a special line for the director. Normally, the director's cheerful and erratic behavior actually showed that she was in a good mood, but today anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was a little gloomy.

"Hello? Dreaming Red Horse, what's wrong?"

"How's the situation over there? Everything is ready here, and we can conduct experiments at any time." Ibus knew that what Planst said "we can conduct experiments at any time" was actually telling him that "there are uncertainties, and the experiments should be carried out as soon as possible."

"We are also fine. We still have a little finishing work to do, but we also have a little accident on our end."

"There have been some uncertainties around us recently. There are signs of bounty hunters appearing, but it seems that they are not targeting us, but heading towards you. Do you need us to intercept them?"

"You are hundreds of kilometers away from us, why bother? Of course, if we delay, things will change. Can it be done this weekend?"

"No problem. All we have to do is to do a final check on the energy source channel. To be honest, it doesn't matter on our side. At most, the experimental results are not satisfactory. But you must make good arrangements on your side, otherwise..."

"I know the consequences. To ensure 100% success, we must start the operation before the variables increase."

"Okay, you take the lead and I'll listen to you." Ibus no longer had any objections. He nodded and immediately led his men to begin the final inspection.

After hanging up the call, Planster breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment of silence, she felt a little uneasy. She always felt that... everything in the virtual dream reality was too smooth. Even when there was a change, the backup information source was successfully solved because Ling Dengxian was there...

"Be careful," Planst turned around, "Tell everyone not to act rashly before the experiment officially begins."

The central area of ​​Cavalleriacchi.

The gloomy sky made Viviana feel uncomfortable. She closed the curtains and turned on the lights. She sat down in front of the unlit fireplace and looked at the armor that looked like gorgeous clothes hanging on the wall. She remained silent. Although they had exchanged attitudes before, the battle between her and him seemed to come too quickly, and she knew very well why.

"The City of Knights..."

Sitting on the carpet with her knees hugged, Elafia felt as if she was sitting on a tower that no one could reach, arched by indifference.