Hello, Arknights

After a while, the number of guests did decrease a lot. When three seats were vacant, Ms. Wissen signaled that the three of them could leave. The three of them were not in a hurry to take a shower because the heating in the storage room had not been repaired yet, and they would probably have to stay in the hotel for another night.

"Aunt, let's go!"

The store was much quieter. Wesson brought a cup of hot milk to table 5 and said, "Ladies, can we chat together?"

"I have no objection." Saria nodded. White-faced Owl showed no expression, but did not object.

"You seem to have been here every day recently. Is it because of that child?"

"I have no intention of hurting her." Saria finished recording and closed the computer.

"Can I ask... does that child have anything special besides being able to 'see'?" Wesson stared into Saria's eyes, and the latter did not avoid his gaze at all.

"That's not a good thing for you, and you shouldn't ask about it." Saria simply packed up her things, and the white-faced owl stood up. Ms. Wesson was speechless and did not move.

"...I want to help the child." Saria looked at her seriously as she passed by her for the last time and added.

Wesson just drank the hot drink quietly, just like the Vaifan woman said before, although she couldn't do many things, she could also do a lot.

This Vaifan does seem to be a reliable person, but for many things, one or two people don't know the whole picture, so she is used to making preparations for both scenarios.

Wisen walked to the inner room, took a quick look around, then took out a communication terminal and dialed a call. As the numbers on the time display on the screen changed, her thoughts slowly dispersed, returning to the time when she was questioned by A'ran. Carters, with his tense body and nervous expression, looked like a little animal. She had been entangled in the numbers on the accounts for a long time, but she liked this child very much.

A'ran is not like that boy. She is very simple and innocent, which is rare. She has experienced bad things, but she is still gentle and cautious. Even the gender jokes she makes with her companions are clumsy and make people feel distressed.

As for Ling Dengxian, Weisen's evaluation was frightening.

Yes, Wesson could vaguely sense another side of Ling Dengxian, but he hid it very well, so well that even he himself didn't know it. No, maybe he knew it, but he just didn't know whether it was Wesson or not.

But she knew Ling Dengxian was also a good kid, he would like, be afraid, be nervous, be anxious, and always try his best to help the people around him. Yes, he was also gentle, but the way he expressed it was different. Oftentimes, when he stood with Luo Erna, he seemed older.

But he was just a kid not much older than A'ran.

He needs to be clear about "what he wants to do" instead of being bound by "what he should do". Only by thinking clearly between the two and finding the correct line can he avoid becoming a puppet.

One must fulfill one's obligations for "what one should do" and be clear in one's heart about "what one wants to do". People cannot only do "what one should do" nor only do "what one wants to do". The former will turn one into a puppet or a walking corpse, while the latter will turn one into a madman or a "crab" (a person who acts recklessly and unreasonably).

So she was just as willing to help him.

"Hello, Ms. Wesson, sorry for the long time waiting." As the communication was connected, Wesson's thoughts were also withdrawn.

"I need a convoy that can take people across the border, with a certain amount of armed force, located in Tobrand, and able to follow orders and be on standby at any time."

"Mission objective?"

"Two people, a blind Carter girl with white hair and a boy of unknown race."

"Unknown race? There is no obvious racial feature, so it should be Agor, right?"

"No, probably not."

There was a sudden noise from the other end, and the operator was quickly replaced. The line was changed and a woman spoke: "Ms. Weisen Stacy, can you describe the appearance of the two people in detail? This is very important to our work."

Wisen keenly sensed that something was wrong, so she kept silent. She vaguely guessed that the other party should be the one living in Lungmen, who was young but able to manage a multinational organization in an orderly manner.

"I'm sorry for my mistake. We will send a low-level person to take over with you. What's your destination?"

"Just send it out of Columbia," Wesson considered their past service integrity and decided to trust them.

"Understood. The relevant personnel nearby will arrive within 48 hours. We will follow your instructions on whether to take action at that time. Silver mask holds the ring, and crow feathers find the way."

The communication ended, and Wesson was stunned because the other party did not send the account number for payment according to the procedure, which meant that this operation was free.

She sighed, "Too much talk leads to mistakes."

Weisen was confused. On the other side, the woman from Longmen breathed a sigh of relief and took out a black jade-like communication object:

"Hello, Uncle Duva? Yes, I think I found that idiot. Well, don't worry, he shouldn't get lost this time."

"By the way, how is Xueya? Yes, I didn't tell her last time that those were my people. What do you think of her behavior?"

"Very good, but not enough. She has no problem in skirmishes, but she has a hard time in group battles." The Kuranta man was taking care of the house. Although he arrived in Casimir, he did not go directly to find anyone for a while, but found a small house in the town and returned to his previous life.

"Now she's following Bruno to find Old Wolf to learn some more skills. I think she's settled down for the time being."

"Okay, you still have to take care of yourselves and contact me if you have anything."

Ling Dengxian naturally didn't know about this. At the moment, he and A'ran Lorna were walking in the park in the cold wind. The other two didn't think anything was wrong, but Ling Dengxian was the only one who was chattering from the cold.

"You're wearing too thin clothes... You, you two, don't go too close to the lake. I can't swim." Ling took a deep breath of the cold air, trying to generate more heat energy.

"I know, I know. Do you think we are three-year-old kids?" Lorna was excited standing by the lake as she watched the park staff widen the gap in the ice and begin preparations for the release of the scales.

A'ran was more concerned about Ling Dengxian's situation, but when the scales were dumped into the lake with their tails wagging, her attention was also drawn to Ling Dengxian. He put his hands into his sleeves and held them in front of him, with half of his face shrunk below his collar, leaving only his eyes exposed as he watched the fish being poured into the cold lake water. He was more accustomed to calling these animals "fish", even though in this world "fish" is generally a name used among the Agor people.

"Come to think of it, who would take advantage of the situation to catch fish?" Ling Dengxian felt that it was unlikely for him to do this. First of all, he couldn't swim, and secondly, he was not as agile as a fish in the water, so the gain would not outweigh the loss.

On the other side of the lake, far away from the three people, a man saw the scales swimming in the lake, nodded, rubbed his belly, and planned to come back at night.