i am your guide

17 years ago, on a certain island, the Eye of Hell Laboratory.

In the huge battle field, Sith sat in the center of an independent round platform with a radius of two meters. The round platform was tightly clasped by a light blue protective cover, locking the dangerous monsters inside like a solid cage. The three-meter-wide platform A large ring-shaped fault zone separates the round platform from the outside. In a room like a steel prison, countless cameras are aimed at the silent experimental subject in the center, running day and night without stopping.

After a long time, someone finally visited.

The tall and heavy sliding door in the distance opened slowly, and an equally thin figure stepped out from the backlight. The boy in a pure white lab coat was two heads taller than Sith.With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked casually, as if he was strolling in the garden in his spare time, and soon stood at the edge of the fault zone.

The pitch-black void was like a moat that was difficult to cross, and the small figure looked like a wounded mouse, curled up in the center of the round platform.

"Yo~GS07, I've heard of you for a long time, I'm GA43 next door, or you can call me Brea Anthony." Brea said.

Sith didn't even raise his head, but gradually withdrew from his own world, his dark pupils became a little more focused.

"I heard that you killed all the joint sentries in the A7 laboratory yesterday? You are very arrogant. You don't know how angry Alonso is. Well done, brother."

Yesterday, GS07 was locked up in the A7 laboratory for the binding heat experiment. Without exception, the seven binding sentries were killed by GS07 who had entered the binding heat state. The methods were bloody and cruel. GS07 seems to resist the breath of other Sentinels, and only barely returns to normal when it matches the Sentinel fluctuations.

Therefore, the uncontrolled GS07 was put into a confinement room.

"Are you locked into autism? You can't even speak?" Brea tilted his head to look at the motionless Sith, leaned forward, and asked quite curiously.

Sith hooked his fingers inconspicuously, and it took a long time before he gave Bria a very indifferent look, saying everywhere from the hair to the toes: None of your business.

"Hey, I kindly came to chat with you to relieve boredom, but you don't appreciate it. Or is it true that you are only interested in him as the rumors say."

Brea let out a sigh of regret, and his tone was still the same loose as before. He turned around and made a gesture to leave. He waited until the last name was spoken before he heard Sith behind him suddenly utter a voice.

"stop."

"Can you talk again?"

Brea squinted his eyes and turned his head. He looked at Sith who had become tense in vain, and sat down on the ground with a smile, facing Sith in the cage far away.

"What's the meaning."

Sith frowned. All he knew about the name 'Briah' was that Charlie had mentioned the next-door Brea when he named himself.

"What do you think."

With his elbows resting on his knees, Brea propped his chin up, carefully studying the guide in front of him.

He is one of the failures of the S-level sentinel, but he also has the strength of A+ level. He is different from the guide without independent personality in front of him. The latter is a real success-the unique S-level guide in heaven and earth.

Brea was manufactured much earlier than Sith, basically twice his age, but the physiological mechanism of the artificial human is different from that of ordinary people, and the appearance looks much younger than normal human beings.

"You can leave now." Sith said coldly, and suddenly issued an order to evict the guest.

"Brother, do me a favor." Brea smiled and shook his head. After speaking, he took out a small spar from his pocket, and in the next second, a picture floating out of thin air appeared in front of Sith.

It was a photo similar to a candid photo, and the somewhat blurred picture gave the summer scene a bit of softness. The boy in the photo had blond hair, and a dark golden primary school uniform fit his figure.He was sitting by the edge of a white jade fountain, with something resembling bread crumbs in his palm. A flock of white doves occupied a large area of ​​the screen. The sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the white wings and fell into the sparkling pool. The boy smiled softly. Looking at the white dove with its wings folded standing on its wrist, its sapphire-like pupils are deep and clean, like the sea in a painting.

A boy who shines brightly.

"Look, this man named Kevil Jones."

Jones?

Sith stared blankly at the child in the painting, and it seemed that he was bigger than himself, but not too much.

"Kavier..." Sith repeated in a very low voice, his tone vague.

"Yes, this person. If there is a chance in the future, don't kill him. Let me come, I really want to compete with him."

Brea smiled, and the desire to win was particularly strong in his eyes.

"Why did you kill him?" Sith asked silently.

"Because you are the shackles prepared for him, little guide."

Bria put away the photos and left in a big way.

At that time, Sith still didn't understand what Brea meant by the shackles. The child who had been trapped in the dark cave would shrink back unconsciously when he saw the fire, and he naturally thought that the dark cave that had kept him for a long time was the whole world. .

But it was rare for him to remember the name of the second person besides Charlie, and his name was Keweier Jones.

……

Severe pain, burning, and the heat from the inside out almost swallowed all his sanity.

The soaring fire lingered around him, but the fire failed to illuminate the darkness around him, and the guide sank, sank, into the abyss.

He opened his scarlet eyes, and through a blazing fire, he saw the person standing opposite him.

The handsome sentinel in the old days was wearing a blood-stained military uniform. His sharp-edged face was full of knife wounds, and the blood flowed down and cut his face.His left eye was empty, and there was warm nothingness in the rotten blood hole. All the stars on the major general's shoulders collapsed, but he still insisted on standing in front of Sith.

A proud and unyielding body, unwilling to bend.

major general...

Seeing Keweier's appearance, Sith burst into tears. He choked up his voice and stepped forward, but he couldn't move as if he was fixed by a deep nail. He just stood there, unable to move even if he struggled hard. take a step.

"I didn't expect that the person I love is someone else's pawn."

Kevill's voice has always been gentle, especially when dealing with Sith, even when he is angry, he never restrains his tone, but this time his words are so cold that he seems to throw people directly into the deep sea, and there is no end to redemption.

I'm not!I do not have!

Sith retorted vigorously, but no sound came out of his opened mouth, and all the roaring and shouting disappeared in the silence.

"Now that the Jones family has collapsed, and I have betrayed all relatives, are you satisfied?"

Keweier was completely indifferent, his face was ashen, he looked at Sith sarcastically, every word cut a slash in the hearts of the two of them, black pus gushed out of the blood.

I don't!I don't want this!

Sith's tears almost blurred his vision, and the stabbing pain from his heart made him suffocate, and the guide was not allowed to justify at all.He looked at the tottering body of the major general in the fire, and the unprecedented pain swept all his senses.

"Why are you crying, is it you who was betrayed, injured, and died without a whole body?"

Kevill glared at the guide who couldn't speak angrily and desperately. The smile on his face was absurd. Looking at the guide's posture, the major general only felt that he was a laughing stock for disobeying his father's insistence on staying with him. For such a guide... ...for such a spy.

You've lied to me, you've lied to everyone, and now you're playing the victim.

"That's it."

Kevill closed those broken sapphire-like eyes, gathering all the anger of the raging sea, like a robot with exhausted energy that extinguished the last light, its tall and straight figure was surrounded, swallowed, and disappeared by numerous fireworks.

don't want!don't want……

Sith yelled silently, frantically pulling the shackles that bound his body invisibly, and the bulging veins outlined his face in an incomparably hideous way.

I didn't want to hurt you!I am not their tool!I am your guide!

Please, don't leave me!

Don't leave me alone...Kevil...

Tears mixed with blood flowed from the cracked corners of the eyes, and dripped into the scarred heart. The life that was unable to beat sank due to the pain, but whether it is ten thousand meters high or the vast universe, the journey of falling will always have an end, which may be full of blood A barbed abyss may also be a gentle and calm blue ocean.

……

The capital star, the current dragon group Hilo, and the mecha combat readiness cabin.

The mecha with its whole body shining with dark blue light stood quietly in the center of the maintenance cabin, and the equipment used for maintenance was being withdrawn from it in an orderly manner.The mecha is fully armed with heavy firepower guns, its sharp edges and corners are outlined by faint blue-purple light patterns, and the gun barrel behind it is dark and deep, pointing directly at the ceiling. .

"Boss, Niyang's state has been adjusted to the top level of combat readiness, and the relevant supplies you ordered have also been prepared."

Huo Lun, who was urgently recalled, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose to check the status of the mecha one last time against the documents, and said in a deep voice.

Kevill, who was walking in the front, was wearing a combat uniform. His expression was rare and cold, and the corners of his pretty lips were drawn into a straight line, like a Shura who was about to go to war.

"Alec is in charge of the emergency recall of the Dragon Team, and we must leave the day after tomorrow. I will give instructions through the internal line on the way, the sooner the better."

His voice was very deep, like stagnant water that could no longer flow. After he arranged all the expedition missions concisely and clearly, with the opening of Niyang's cabin door, he turned over and sat firmly in the dark driver's cab middle.

The pitch-black environment was dispelled by the blue light band extending forward from behind, and the suspended light screen was displayed immediately in front of his eyes. The three-dimensional holographic light and shadow surrounded him as if he was outside the mecha. The excellent viewing angle did not make Keweier feel at ease. Cold electronic sound.

"The Niyang data has been prepared and entered the first-level combat readiness state."

The eyes of the mecha suddenly lit up, and the sound of the top-level mecha's operation seemed to deafen everyone's ears. A gust of wind blew up in the cabin. When Huo Lun opened his eyes again, the sun along the expedition track had already passed. Get ready to catapult.

"Ejection countdown: three, two, one... drops!"

The huge mecha was like a cannonball, rushing towards the door of the Hilo's mecha that opened at a high speed. At the same time as the strong wind was blowing up at the dock, the dark blue light and shadow like lightning drew a beautiful arc in the blue sky. Fly away.

"Sith, wait for me."

The knuckles of Keweier's hands turned white, and the mech accelerated to the extreme, tearing apart the sky like a thousand thunderbolts.

……

When Sith opened his eyes, he felt severe pain all over his body. He lay on his back in the back seat of the high-speed sports car, his left hand was hanging under the seat, and his fingertips touched a cold object.His dry eyes were struggling to move in their sockets, his throat seemed to be on fire, and his slightly lowered eyes saw the car windows reflecting the street lights, and the constantly changing light and shadow barely illuminated his bent legs.

The rear seat is not wide enough for a tall, long-legged youth like him to lie flat quietly.

Sith struggled to sit up, his curved back cut an arc in the dark, and the faint smell of potion came from his lean body. The guide pulled down his collar a little, and saw that his right shoulder had been well healed. A new bandage was put on, and other wounds on the body were also treated very well, although the dressing technique and aesthetics are hard to describe.

Glancing at Vivienne, who was sitting quietly and resting in the driver's seat, she knew who did it without even thinking about it.

Hearing the movement behind her, Vivienne's arm resting on the armrest of the side door moved slightly. She had already turned on the autopilot and nothing happened to her. Her Royal Highness saw the silent guide through the rearview mirror, and turned her attention to him.She picked up a bag on the passenger seat and handed it to the back: "Eat something when you wake up."

Sith stroked his knee with his fingers, and took the bag neatly and opened it: nutrient solution, compressed biscuits, energy supplements, mineral water, potions and bandages.

"Where did you get these?"

Peeling off the packaging bag of the compressed biscuit, Sith hit the biscuit hard with his teeth, the sound of the biscuit breaking was extremely crisp, a bit like the sound of a chocolate bar being bitten off.The most common flavored compressed biscuits were as hard to swallow as dry grass. The guide frowned, unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand and took a sip of water, so as not to choke himself to death.

It’s unpalatable as always, don’t the sellers of compressed biscuits know how to improve the taste?How come you have no business acumen?

Sith secretly cursed in his heart, forced by reality, he finally finished the whole piece honestly, and forced himself to drink a tube of viscous and tasteless energy potion along the way.

"Grab it."

Vivienne's fatigue was not obvious when she spoke, but her tone was deep and her voice was weak.She glanced at the time display in the car, and it was almost 05:30. The faint light peeking out from the distant horizon was reflected on the suspended driveway tens of meters high. At the end of the deep blue sky was a row of bleak and shaking The tall trees in the sky, the light orange light smudges the shadows of the branches, layering each other, and throwing them into the sky before dawn.

The warm tone intertwined with the boundless deep dark blue is like the warm fire in the center of the flickering flame.

Sith was holding the bottle of mineral water in his hand, his legs were crossed on the seat, his eyes were looking through the car window at the infinite horizon, his thoughts were turning very slowly, as if being thrown into an orange In the honeypot, sink in the sweetness.

This sweetness is not given by Vivienne, not by anyone, it may be given by the sky, or it may be the rising sun.

The drowsy nightmare and the absurd past crushed his scarred heart back and forth, suffocating him, and making him desperately want to escape. The heart hurt by the nightmare was entangled in anxiety, but at the same time, he was stricken by the sight in front of him. Warm Sky Heals.

Sith subconsciously thought of the photo of Keweier that Brea had shown him, which he had never seen before: pure, clean, and spotless.

A strict and upright father, a gentle and dignified mother, a family background with both honor and inheritance... all these factors must be mixed together to teach a descendant like Kevier.

Vivienne didn't intend to tell Sith how she moved the fainted guide to the car with difficulty, imitating Sith in a chaotic place like a village in the city, robbed a group of punks and robbed a few shops by herself. When I got these supplies, I helped a big man bandage up with a decent attitude of seeing no evil.

In normal times, Vivienne would have wished to die, but when she saw Sith who was crushed under a pile of steel pipes and collapsed in a pool of blood, she suddenly panicked, worse than when she heard that Keweier ran away Be terrified—she was really terrified that the guide would just die.

The car suddenly became quiet. Vivienne saw Sith staring out the window in a daze through the rearview mirror. She cleared her throat softly and asked tentatively, "Why did you save me?"

The distracted guide in the back seat moved his legs slightly, and looked at Vivienne in the driver's seat solemnly. From his direction, his face could not be seen, only the man's dark golden hair curled softly outside the back of the seat, like It was the hair of some kind of small animal. The slender ends of the hair swayed in the faint light, attracting people's attention.

"Don't think about it too much... I, I think our relationship is not good enough to be worth risking our lives to save."

Weiwei settled down for a while, rather cramped and authentic.

She didn't know what she was guilty of, and what she said didn't fit her style at all.

"It's not about relationship...it's about responsibility."

Sith looked at the area illuminated by the headlights in the distance, and said calmly.

"First of all, you are a woman, and I am a man. I don't mean to discriminate against women, but I think that men who have an advantage in combat by nature have an obligation to protect relatively vulnerable women in times of crisis. This is a matter of nature."

The gloomy voice echoed in the silent space, and Vivienne's breathing stagnated. She unconsciously looked back at the guide in the back seat, only to see that person's expression was very calm, and he continued to speak.

"Secondly, you are Her Royal Highness of the Empire, and I am the Captain of the Empire. I have this military rank. It is my duty as a soldier to protect you as much as possible. Although I don't know if I really have such an obligation, I acquiesce have."

"Finally...you are Kevill's guide. Although I don't really want to admit it, you are a national team that participated in the star whistle competition together. If something happens to you, he will definitely be unhappy, maybe he will come again Rescue your main team member... I don't want him to be unhappy and blame himself because of you. What's more, I said that I will compete with you openly, and if something happens to you, it will be too cheap for me."

Sith let out a heavy breath, and fell silent after he finished his last sentence.

Of course he was selfish, and he didn't want Vivienne, who had happened to him, to become Kavier's lifelong heart knot.Even if there is no love, even if it is just friendship, he would rather get hurt himself than give Keville any chance to share those redundant emotions with others.

He was a humble and selfish person, especially when it came to Kvir.