Hello, Arknights

Chapter 373 Civet Cat

"Lafsini?" Ling Dengxian always felt something was strange.

"What's wrong?" The person who was called looked at him. He always felt that she seemed to be smiling, but when he looked closely, her expression was no longer gentle as usual.

Although he did say during their chats that it would be good if she smiled more, but...

Something feels strange, he thought again.

Especially her team, with so many new faces? And... they seemed to have more morale than before, even though there were fewer people.

However, she also said that she accidentally got separated while chasing the bloody monster and was traveling with him temporarily.

Mandela wanted to say something several times but stopped himself, but he didn't know how to start. Moreover, "Lafushini" turned around and conveyed the order silently and accurately with her eyes. The orator and Mandela looked at each other and felt a chill in their chest.

All I can say is... even if they wanted to do something to help Bai Ge, it would be unlikely - if there was even a slight possibility that he would realize the other party's identity.

God knows how this guy went out to chase the bloody monster that was severely damaged by the concentrated fire and encountered and brought back the real leader...

Could it be that this guy has some connection with Shenchi and is originally the leader's man?

Mandela looked at the situation of the idiot in front of him, and finally rejected this possibility out of trust in his leader's vision.

The leader even deliberately extinguished the flame at the tip of her tail. It seems she should be more cautious in what she says and does.

"Can't he really tell the difference between them?" whispered the orator.

"...Maybe the muscles have grown in the brain." Mandela laughed. It is true that the leader and the "leader" are twins, but their temperaments are very different.

But it can be seen that the leader is indeed imitating his own shadow now, so it is understandable that outsiders cannot recognize it for the time being.

"But this is really a bit... scary."

"Scary? What's scary about that? He's not one of us anyway. What does his life or death have to do with us?" Mandela felt a long-lost sense of relief when she thought of the possible outcome for Bai Ge. "Rather, it's quite satisfying... What do you mean by that look?"

"Nothing, just a little... I thought you two had a good relationship."

"What's good about it?" Mandela raised her voice in disbelief, causing the two people in front to look back. Suspicion mixed with a chill came from the two directions. Mandela immediately shrank her neck. Although she was disgusted, she was indeed a little afraid reflexively without admitting it to others.

Two people she was afraid of looked at her at the same time, and Mandela immediately fell silent.

The orator looked away.

"What happened, Mandela? Was she injured before?" Ling Dengxian asked, thinking that she was not reporting the injury.

"...No, I just sprained my ankle." Mandela had to turn her head away, feeling mixed emotions.

"Are you on good terms?" Draco glanced at them meaningfully, then looked at Ling Dengxian.

"What's good about it?" Ling Dengxian showed a look of disgust, which made Mandela so angry that she almost retorted out of habit. Ling Dengxian showed a puzzled expression again, "Don't you know very well that she and I don't get along?"

"Really?" Ravshini shrugged and said with a smile, "It seems that you two are not so incompatible after all."

Ling Dengxian's brows were twisted into a knot. He was very, very familiar with this feeling, just like when he first met Lorna and White-Faced Owl, Yaye and Rosalina, and Madeline and Bagpipe.

He couldn't have recognized the wrong person again, could he?

That shouldn't be the case. The previous ones were either due to information gaps or were just similar in appearance, but they were still different. But the person in front of me looked and sounded exactly like Ravshini, and Mandra the Orator and the others knew them all, so how could they be wrong?

And she herself said that she was a rare Draco... twin?

But she never said she had any sisters. After all, the other party did not deny the name "Lafshini".

Let's just assume that she had a good rest last night...

"We have to hurry up on our mission, right? It seems you still have some remnants to deal with. Do you need any help?" The Deep Pool leader looked natural and easily drew his attention back.

"You've lost your team. Why don't you consider cleaning up your own area first?"

"My team won't be useless without me," the dragon girl confidently tucked her hair behind her ear, her eyes gleaming like a burning flame. "I've already dealt with the most crucial and difficult targets. I'll leave the remaining scattered enemies to them. I want to talk to you more."

"Why are you becoming so clingy at this time... Honestly, you're acting so weird right now." Ling Dengxian pointed it out directly. He couldn't ignore this sense of disobedience. Then, Mandela and the Orator stared with wide eyes, even a little bit unbelievable -

Ling Dengxian reached out and covered Draco's forehead with his hand, then released it after a moment: "You're not sick... Is there anything you want to say?"

"...Why do you ask?" The dragon girl's eyes twitched and she stopped her movements in time, pretending to be puzzled.

"Because you were about to take action just now, right?" Ling Dengxian stepped back, the concern in his eyes gradually turned into a sharp look, and his hand gripped the hilt of the sword.

"Lafshini wouldn't make that kind of expression, nor would she remain silent after feeling offended." Ling Dengxian saw the disguise fade away in the other's eyes, but what emerged was not anger or contempt, but a mixture of regret and interest.

"Your suspicion has not arisen just now, but has only been made clear now. Can I ask the reason?" The "leader" who had torn off his disguise loosened his aura, and his temperament, which was very different from Lavishini's, seemed to lift her onto the throne. The purple flames that emerged from the tip of the gun and the end of the tail made her oppressive feeling suppress Ling Dengxian's sharpness.

She is better than "Deep Pool".

Just as Ling Dengxian was gazing at her deep, surging purple flames, Lappland came to him and whispered, "We are surrounded."

In the shadow of the ruins, the companion shadow guards and companion shield guards stepped out together. The weapons made up of different parts of Victoria, Casimir and Columbia exuded a dangerous aura. Behind them appeared the Deep Pool Warlocks... This team was obviously much more powerful than the "Deep Pool" team.

"Is she one of us?" Lappland tilted her head. "If she gets angry at your behavior and you cut off that hand that deserved a beating and give it to her, will she forgive us?"

Although he asked this question, the tone of voice White Wolf used was a statement, and anyone could tell that he had ill intentions. The outline of the wolf soul emerged, and it was obvious that he was ready for a fight.

"You're still in the mood to joke at this critical moment... Maybe your mentality is better than Texas..." Ling Dengxian forced a smile that was uglier than crying. The reason was that he felt the same sense of oppression from the dragon girl with purple flames as he did from Tallulah.

Are all of you Drakes so fierce...

"Really? If that's what you said, then I'll take it seriously. Thank you for the compliment."

"Don't give up on the negotiations so quickly," the spreading purple fire interrupted their interaction. Draco, who looked exactly like Ravshine, pointed a finger at him and smiled, motioning him to step forward. "I still have some questions for you. Since there's no need to hide it, let's talk."

Ling Dengxian and Lappland exchanged glances. Ying, who was previously responsible for collecting information, was not in the team at the moment. The only people they needed to worry about were each other.

After a moment, Ling Dengxian stepped out and said calmly, "What do you want to ask?"

"No hurry," Draco smiled even brighter, "Before that, you should pay the price for your offense first—"

Before she could finish her words, the flaming spear had already rushed towards Ling Dengxian's shoulder with great force.

Accompanied by the terrible explosion of weapons clashing, the figure crashed into the ruins on the side, smashing down the entire ruined wall and raising a large amount of dust.

A sword-wielding figure emerged from the dust. Draco casually shattered the attacking wolf spirit with a blow, a hint of surprise in his eyes:

It seems that Ravshini has made a pretty good friend...