Ba Ying Island, in the factory of fools and evil eyes.
The skirmisher walked slowly in from outside, and was not surprised to see the lady.
She was talking to a soldier, not caring that the conversation was overheard.
"You did a good job in guiding Haiji Island to destroy the town's objects. You completed the task perfectly and left no excuse. However, the current demand for the evil eye among Haiji Island soldiers is still not enough, so you need to provide more guidance."
"Yes!" The soldier who responded gave a respectful military salute.
Upon hearing this, the soldiers' eyes narrowed instantly, and a fierce light flashed in their eyes.
He swore to Jiang Bai that the destruction of the island's town property had nothing to do with them, but he didn't want to be slapped in the face like this.
He raised the brim of his hat slightly and walked closer, glanced at the soldier's face expressionlessly, and then looked at the lady with some coldness.
"I didn't know that the destruction of the island's town objects was actually our instigation."
Listening to the stragglers' questioning, the lady combed a strand of hair that reached her collarbone and said nonchalantly:
"You are just here to help me get the heart of God. Is it necessary to tell you?"
The skirmisher crossed his arms and snorted in displeasure.
"This kind of destruction of town property is too much."
The lady glanced at him in surprise, "Yo? My dear doll, when did you start to pity those weak humans?"
The skirmisher looked at her coldly and said nothing.
"I wonder if you had such kindness when you killed those swordsmiths." The lady sneered.
Not paying attention to the reaction of the stragglers, she turned around with a fanatical expression, "The great journey is destined to require sacrifices, and those who sacrifice will become the cornerstone for us to set foot in the sky!"
"Haha." The skirmisher sneered and didn't take it seriously.
He had no feeling for the Ice Queen's will, and he even scorned the idea of sacrifice.
The lady didn't intend to talk about this topic with him much, and she had long been accustomed to the attitude of this doll.
"My dear [Doll], I leave this to you. I have to go back to Narukami Island to prepare the next plan. If nothing else happens, the next time we meet will be at the celebration banquet."
Hearing this, the skirmisher became even more unhappy, "So, you just entrusted this group of idiots and this broken factory to me?"
He came here because of orders from above to help the arrogant guy in front of him, but in the end he was asked to take charge of a broken factory and a group of idiots?
"Huh? What good does belittling your subordinates do to you? Even if you don't want to admit it, you are part of the plan."
The lady did not hide her sarcasm, "Or do you think these are not as meaningful as fighting in the [Abyss]? Oh, of course, they are indeed not as interesting as doing experiments for [Doctor]."
"Haha, he is really sharp-tongued. That person is not Mondstadt's Barbatos. You'd better adjust your mood for the next mission."
"You don't need to say anything, I know what I'm going to face."
Looking at the colleague in front of him who had worked with him for hundreds of years, although he disliked him, but out of the morality of his colleagues, he still reminded him:
"Don't think you can win the battle, let alone act on impulse."
Hearing this reminder, the lady's expression was a little playful, "Oh? Are you worried about me?"
The skirmisher turned around, not wanting to look at her, "I just don't want you to be a stumbling block for me. Your ability to make trouble for others is as good as the master's."
Being compared with the young master, the lady looked very disdainful, "Don't compare me with that guy."
Her pale fingers gently entwined the hair on her chest, looking at the skirmisher with his back turned to her with a teasing expression.
"Besides, I'm just lighting a fire in this chaotic country. And as an abandoned thing, you must want to destroy it even more."
After being poked at a painful point, the expression on the soldier's face was particularly gloomy and surly. He turned his head and looked at the lady coldly. The terrifying aura he exuded made the soldier kneeling beside him tremble.
The lady has become accustomed to his eyes. Although this colleague looks crazy and has a changeable temperament, he is surprisingly honest and sincere.
He will complete all tasks assigned by his superiors meticulously. Whether it is exploring the abyss with a narrow escape or being a doctor's test subject, he will not be lazy or fishy at all.
It's like using this to prove your own worth, instead of becoming that abandoned and unwanted doll again.
The lady looked at him with some pity, "Isn't it?"
That touch of compassion touched the skirmisher's sensitive nerves, and he clenched his fists tightly.
The soldier next to him almost buried his head on the ground, wishing he had never been to the Evil Eye Factory today.
The lady deliberately tilted her head, "Why are you looking at me so silently? Don't you have a more flattering way of expressing yourself?"
The skirmisher took a deep breath, exhaled the turbid air in his chest, and unclenched his clenched fists.
His expression returned to his usual perverse look, and he looked at her with a smile.
"It's not my duty to please you. Besides, you never see anything other than benefits and results, right? [Witch]."
Hearing this title, the lady's expression darkened, "Haha, confused doll, you are only able to reach the sixth seat because you are more durable than others."
Seeing that the lady was successfully irritated, the skirmisher spread his hands and smiled so hard that he deserved to be beaten, "So what, my seat is still before yours. Witch."
Flames danced around the lady's body, and the surrounding temperature instantly increased. The soldiers who had been afraid to move left here as quickly as possible.
The skirmisher showed no fear, for his seat was before hers, and it was impossible for the lady to prevail against him.
"Do you want to kill me? I can give you this opportunity, but before killing each other, we'd better complete our corresponding responsibilities."
"Humph!" The lady looked at him expressionlessly, flicked her sleeves and left.
After the lady left, only the soldier was left in the huge space.
The skirmisher's eyes fell on the soldier standing in the corner, trying his best to reduce his presence.
He said coldly.
"come over."
"yes!"
The soldier ran over quickly.
The skirmisher's eyes fell on him, "What's your name?"
"My name is Nathan, Coast Guard Second Class."
"Rice wife?"
"No, I am from Mondstadt."
The skirmisher's gaze was very dangerous, "What happened to destroying the town property?"
Nathan sensed the danger, but at this moment he had to bite the bullet and said:
"In order to cut off the hope of a quick victory in the Coral Palace, my subordinates instigated a group of soldiers from Haiji Island to destroy the town at night. In order not to leave any words, this group all committed suicide after completing the task."
Looking at the respectful soldiers in front of him, the skirmisher had no emotion in his eyes and said condescendingly:
"Then you should commit suicide too."
"ah?"
Nathan felt like he heard wrong.
The skirmisher flashed a fierce light, "Do you want me to take action?"
Nathan knelt on the ground in cold sweat, completely unaware of when he had offended the executive officer.
"But. But my subordinates have other tasks."
"Do you want me to say the same thing twice?"
"Yes" Nathan lowered his head. Under the influence of long-term military orders, he could not refuse the order from his superiors.
He closed his eyes, took out the dagger and put it on his neck.
The blood from the aorta splashed out, and the bright red blood splashed on the face of the straggler.
He remained expressionless, letting the blood drip down.
(End of chapter)
