Hello, Arknights

Chapter 304 Hidden Anger

"You really don't plan to continue the singles competition?" asked Texas, who was walking in front.

"Well... no, because I really hate that kind of atmosphere. It's suffocating." Ling Dengxian followed her, and the two of them walked along the artificial lake under the neon lights. The road was a little muddy after the rain, but the air was very fresh.

"Then your only singles match was to beat up Lin Guang's sister. Aren't you afraid that she will come after you?"

"Not afraid...well, it's better to say that lowering your favorability a little is a good thing." Ling Dengxian had just finished speaking when he found that Texas had stopped and was turning to look at him.

"what happened?"

"What I've experienced before is not a special case, right?" Texas stared at him, choosing his words carefully, "I just guessed what happened to Lin Yuxia before, but I thought you didn't know it yourself."

"But now it seems that you are very clear about this. What is entangled with you? Wait, do you know it yourself?"

"I am anxious."

Texas had never asked him about the curse before, and he thought she wouldn't think much of it.

In fact, this is true. Texas doesn't talk usually because she really doesn't have anything on her mind, but that doesn't mean she is not aware of potential problems.

Especially when it comes to people she cares about.

Ling let out a breath, wanting to see it turn white when it got cold, but it was a gentle pity, the temperature in front of him was not low.

He stopped, and Texas stopped too, breathing and feeling the distance.

"Remember when we were at Ursus Icefield... Oh no, I don't think you were there at that time—"

"I saw the white flames in the center of the city clearly." Texas nodded, his amber eyes clear, "That doesn't match your usual performance."

Ling Dengxian raised his hand and made a lifting motion. A white flame rose like a flower bud. Ling Dengxian looked at it, the emotions in his eyes dancing with the light. He gritted his teeth and softly uttered the word "price".

A very specific curse, a force that makes up for the shortcomings, and a pure and flawless white crown.

Until the end of the story, Ling Dengxian told Texas how much information he didn't know, but Xiaoxie didn't react at all, not even a sneer.

Small crumbs...

Ling Dengxian was sometimes shaken, and when he was calm and rational, he would wonder if he had potential schizophrenia. The voice in his mind was just a figment of his imagination to prevent himself from collapsing in loneliness.

But I am actually standing on the land of another world. If Xiaoxie is fictional, then why would he appear here?

A fantasy? But there were so many times, the natural disasters in Victoria Gorge, the sandstorms in the wilderness, the heavy punches of Tobrand Waifan, the sharp blades of Dragon Gate's wolf teeth, the twisted evil of the Suffering Icefield, the sword of the dragon, the shield of the Wendigo, the fire of Drake... The pain brought by the passing of blood and tears was almost engraved into his bones. His life was handed over to the waves of fate time and time again. If someone said that his experience was just a fantasy, he could only say that he wished the other person "a good dream".

"..." Until the words stopped and the wind stopped, Rupert listened quietly, thinking about something thoughtfully. Ling Dengxian felt a little complicated. He was expectant, but also nervous because he knew the content was too bizarre.

Texas finally just nodded: "I understand."

Ling Dengxian blurted out: "Don't you have anything to ask?"

"No, knowing these things today helps to clear up my previous doubts. It turns out that it wasn't my problem."

“…Even if it’s outrageous?”

"You mean the curse?" Texas's eyebrows curved slightly, "My cognition is limited, and my experience with you and my own judgment have forced me to believe it... But, I would rather say -

"I believe you."

Ling Dengxian once said that Texas was the person he longed for, but because of various reasons, he found that even if he was with her day and night and lived in the same room with her, it seemed like there was a barrier between them. Texas was not good at expressing herself, but that didn't mean she would forget and ignore everything that happened between them.

Therefore, she turned down the invitation to come to Casimir this time and turned down the return trip of Penguin Logistics. She gave him a hug by the artificial river.

If she wants to fight, she will make a declaration openly.

"So this is why you asked me to go out?" Ling Dengxian felt relieved. He thought it was because...

"No, it's because I noticed the interaction between you and Nightingale." However, Texas' answer made him freeze, and he explained with a wry smile: "Well, Nightingale and Lin Guang both asked me to take care of Nightingale. I can't alienate her, right?"

Texas tilted his head, "What are you talking about?"

"I mean, the one-on-one match between you and the Rusted Bronze Knight. I think you can't ignore it."

Hearing this, Ling Dengxian also remained silent. He did have the idea of ​​avoiding the confrontation itself. There was no doubt that he hated people like Olmer Ingla, who vented violence for their inner desires and relied on power to act arrogantly.

Such atrocities should be stopped, and someone needs to punish this malice.

But at the same time, is it really worthwhile to put yourself in the business association's sights again just because of this kind of people?

As a team leader, he cannot be impulsive. It would be a big taboo if he caused the mission plan to deviate.

So he actually doesn't like being a captain, but when someone is needed to take on the responsibility, he won't refuse.

Texas had been with him for a long time and saw what he was struggling with, but he did not say anything to influence his thoughts, but just waited quietly.

"...Casimir's knights are still very disappointing." After a long time, he still didn't have an accurate idea.

Texas looked at him. She could certainly say something, but she knew it would not be of any substantial help. At this moment, she felt a little regretful that she did not have the talent to lead a team, otherwise Ling Dengxian's decision would have been much better.

Rationality, sensibility...sometimes, our true nature is not so obedient.

"Olmer Ingra! The Rusted Bronze Knight has once again conquered his opponent with terrible violence! Force and blood! The Boiling Blood Knights have once again used their achievements to tell everyone what the fate of the enemies who stand in their way will be!"

The Rusty Bronze Knight raised his half-crippled opponent with a roar, showing his strength to the audience, and then threw the man in his hand to the ground like a rag bag. The wound burst open and splattered blood. He squatted down and pressed the knight's head hard to the ground. Dust was inhaled into his mouth with his painful gasps, but the poor knight still tried to recite clear words: "Give up... Give up..."

Before, he had angered the Rusty Bronze Knight because he had refused to give up and was looking for an opportunity. He then ruthlessly killed him and crippled his limbs. Whenever he wanted to admit defeat, he interrupted his movements and words again and again, and beat him into his current state.

"He admitted defeat." Olmer Ingla suddenly felt bored. The opponent under his feet was too weak. He lost interest in him and stopped.

"The Burning Wind Knight was forced to admit defeat! The winner of this match is the Rust-Bronze-Knight! Friends, did you make a profit? How many of the support drones on the field were donated by you generous players? Meiash Technology Company has now launched a new drone investment package, which is economical and affordable..."

After leaving the venue to the cheers of the audience who won gold coins and the curses of the audience who lost money and scolded him for being cruel and inhumane, Olmer Ingla once again saw his family in the corridor outside the lounge, but he was not happy about the appearance of this person: "Old man, what are you doing here again? I have told you many times that you *Casimir swear* are just a butler. If you keep talking too much, I will send someone to kick you out?!"

"Don't get me wrong, Olmer. I'm here to tell you what the master wants. I want to keep this job and enjoy my old age."

"If you have to fart, just fart! You don't have to keep hanging around in front of me and getting in the way!"

"...Foehn Knight is at least an ordinary person, not an infected slave that you abuse in the backyard. If public opinion arises again this time, the master will ask you to apologize in front of everyone. He can't afford to lose this person."

"Tsk." The Rusted Bronze Knight didn't comment and didn't take it seriously. "Who is he? I apologize? He's not as tough as those infected rubbish. He's lucky that he wasn't killed!"

"You! The master said that if you get into trouble again, he will not care about you anymore!"

"Go away. Have you learned how to preach after following that old man for a few years? Let me tell you, that old guy is already dead! Don't give me orders." The Rusty Bronze Knight pushed the butler away and left the knight's arena on his own.

"Master... I'm afraid your grandson is not capable of taking on such a big responsibility..." Thinking of his former master, the conservative knight's attendant sighed and shook his head.

……

After turning off the TV, the boy remained silent. He looked back at his companions who were doing their own things, then looked at the "Evil Devourer" on his waist. His fists clenched involuntarily, and emotions as red as blood surged in his heart.