Volume 1 14.Late Rescue (Ask for Collection Evaluation Recommendation)

"Make amends?" said Ernacillin, who found the idea somewhat interesting.

"Yes, stopping it when a tragedy occurs is called justice, and finding a way to restore it after a tragedy has occurred can only be regarded as making amends for the victims. ”

"I see. Ernacillin nodded.

After a moment of silence, Mr. said in a somewhat curious voice, "Speaking of which, I found out how you construct your cards and your small ...... Cough. It's not the same as your teacher, have you modified the construction method?" Enacyrin didn't notice a pause in the middle.

"Yes. Although Miss Mo's method is very useful, I feel that it is very imperfect. In the past two months, I have taken the time to refine the method that works better for me. ”

"Well, you're good at using it, but it's a pity you've seen too few things. Do you want to try constructing this space?" Mr. 's voice was inaudible in malice, or that he had lived in the realm of Ernacillin's dreams for more than three years and had never shown malice.

"This space?" Ernacillin was a little surprised, this space doesn't seem to be low, is it really appropriate to construct such a space?

"Yes. The gentleman's tone was very firm, "Although this space is not low, it exists in your dreams, in a sense, you are its master, but unfortunately your strength is too weak, and you can't detect it yet." "You won't have much trouble constructing it, and besides, I'm not dead, and it's hard to find someone as deeply bound to her." ”

"She?" Enacyrin was puzzled, he hadn't had much contact with any young lady...... Uh, probably.

"Ahem. It's nothing. In short, you have absolutely no problem constructing this space, you can study the structure of this space first. ”

Sir, the way you change the subject is too blunt, isn't it?

Ernacillin always felt that the gentleman was hiding something, but it was difficult to ask, in case he slapped himself to death in anger, the question would be great.

"Uh, I see. Enacyrin nodded and began to look at the entire space, trying to remember the details.

"The whole space is chaotic and disorderly, and it doesn't even conform to the logic of reality. The sky is mixed day and night, and the stars, the sun and the moon appear at the same time...... The ground is chaotic and twisted, uh...... Is that an eye?" Enacyrin looked around carefully, then glared at the eyes that suddenly appeared on the ground. The eye squinted at him with extreme coldness and mockery, and then drifted off the ground and into the air.

"......" Ernacillin was a little frightened, he felt that if he really constructed this space, when the time came to use it in battle, he and the enemy would at least be crazy.

Thinking of this, Enacyrin looked up silently, maybe there wouldn't be so many weird things around?he thought so, and then he saw an arm with a mouth on the back turn around and shake it twice to greet him.

“...... Uh, hello. Subconsciously, Ernacillin greeted it sluggishly. Then he watched as he alternated his index and middle fingers in place of his legs and walked away, and then continued to study the details of the space in a sluggish manner.

So then, Enercillin looked numbly at the various dream creatures that grew freely in the distorted and disordered space, such as hair growing inward until it hung down from the eyes, nostrils, mouth, ears, two separate mouths constantly abusing each other, and a man with no facial features and limbs bent outwards crying in the corner......

The space is distorted and disordered, and everything seems to be broken up into pieces that are then reassembled at random.

"Actually, every living creature here is a normal creature that once existed. The space beside Enercillin contorted into a whirlpool, and the voice of the gentleman came from within, "It's a pity that the rescue they should have received was late, and even if they were freed from the torment, the pain they had suffered was manifested after entering the dream realm. ”

"That's why you say that late justice can only be called reparation?"

"Well, they shouldn't have been tortured in the first place, and the failure to stop the tragedy in the first place was the incompetence of those in charge of the work, and saving them was made up for the dereliction of duty, the damage had been done, and the pain was always there. We can't say justice is only late because we can't see it. Justice that is not put in place in the first place can only be remedied. A deep, unintelligible voice emanated from within the whirlpool, and Enacyrin keenly felt a hint of self-reproach, which then instantly drifted away like smoke. "Alright, it's time for you to wake up. Constructing this space is not something that can be done in a day or two. ”

......

Ernacillin sat up, raised his hand and rubbed his brow.

"Make up for ......"

It was almost dark, and it was almost time for the Association to act.

Ernacillin cleaned himself up, opened the door and breathed in the air that seemed to smell of murder, the Guild's combat psionic envoys checking their equipment, and the logistics and medical staff checking the various instruments and equipment.

Mafia is by no means an easy gang to deal with, they have extremely ancient and deep roots, equivalent to the leadership level of the association's S-level psionic envoys, and they are strong. And the association's current S-rank psionic envoys who are suitable for combat cannot reach this number, and no one knows if they have the strength of S-level or above.

At this time, in the conference room, the core level of the association is discussing this issue.

"Among the people present at the moment, I, President Aryas, and the head of the medical team, Selina, cannot directly participate in the battle. And Intelligence Chief Lynn is not suitable for frontal combat, so. Mo Mo took out a flat screen and presented the deployment to everyone present.

"First of all, Ellina and the armed forces chief Lias are in charge of the strongest three, then the secretary of the secretary Aigresh and the intelligence chief Lin are in charge of the two people in the second echelon, the three directors of wiring, logistics, and finance are each responsible for one person, Sammy, Gina, you pay more attention to Ulis's side, and finally the weakest one is in charge of Leloa. ”

"Leloya is only an A-class, isn't that a good fit?" Sammy felt that something was wrong, after all, the gap between each of the major ranks was quite large.

"I don't think it's a big deal, after all, I'm also an S-class reserve. Leloa found it challenging and smiled brightly, revealing two small fangs.

Sammy shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, then I'm okay with that." "Anyway, I and his guardian have no opinion, and there is no need to check it myself, just take care of it when the time comes.

The others thought the same way, the battlefield would definitely not be far away, and Leloya's fighting style was so strange that it was difficult for people who didn't know him to get benefits from him.

"Do you have any opinions? If not, we will start preparing and start at midnight. She put away the flat screen, and she was going to prepare it - Miss Mo was in charge of recording the data and images of the battle between the members of the Guild and the enemy in the shadows of the battlefield, which would be processed and become valuable teaching materials for the psionic school.

......

The night was deep, starless and moonless.

As one of the few people who had penetrated deep into the refugee area, Eneracillin was now in charge of leading the way for a group of psionic envoys, who were responsible for clearing the rescue training camp.

Last night, when Enasilin left with Nina and Little Lanna, she learned a lot of important information from Little Lanna, who was a little jerky in her words and sentences. Important places such as the large bungalow, where most of the Mafia are gathered, and the tents that serve as casinos, are only allowed to be entertained by Mafia members.

Enacylin's group consisted of nearly 100 people, and after entering the training camp, they moved separately according to the maps they had received.

The raiding group blended themselves into the crowd around them, and they all had at least five "burns" constructed by Enaxiline in their hands, which were consignments of Enaxiline for the past two months, and some of them had been driven out not long ago. The guild will give enaxiline a share based on this harvest, which can be psionic items, medicines, weapons, money, points, etc. The share of the harvest will only be greater than the value of these "burning" drawing cards.

This was a surprise for Ernacillin, he did feel painful to take out so many "burns" that could sell high points at one time, but when he thought that these "burns" could free so many tortured people from pain and make up for the mistakes of the association, he felt that he was not at a loss. What's more, these "burning" is not a waste, the thought of the scum tired and tired to build the gold rush pond will be burned to ashes by their own "burning" Enaxiline feels happy! Of course, it is better to have a share, and making your own drawing cards is not an easy job without cost, and the linpai paper is not just a casual want, even the most generous people who provide so many drawing cards at once will feel pain, right?

But these are all afterwords, if you want to free the people here from suffering, you must smash the cards and psionic powers without remembering blood, and only the victor has everything.

......

Loger was part of the operation tonight as part of the assault group. As a B-level psionic envoy who is good at short daggers, the five "burns" in his hand at this time gave him a great sense of security - he once endured the pain of flesh to buy one "burning" in order to make a commission. Then he found that it was not too comfortable to put a "burn" on the enemy after getting close to him, and that the danger of melee combat was greatly reduced while quickly resolving the battle, and the person who invented this kind of drawing card was a genius favored by the gods!

As a psyker who wields melee weapons, Logle easily blends into the vicinity of his area of responsibility, stealthily walking past the tent that serves as a casino, leaving a card with red flame streaks all over the front.

"Burning. ”

Loger, who was wearing a hooded jacket, snapped his fingers with great style.

Boom!

Flames soared high, and a wave of heat hit from behind.

"I'm X, it's on fire!" Suddenly a curse rang out, and the members of Mafia, who had been spending a lot of money in the casino, rushed out. Seeing this, Loger was "very flustered" and immediately rushed towards the predetermined open area.

"It must be that kid! chase me!" the members of Mafia gritted their teeth and swarmed up.

And scenes like this are playing out in various parts of the training camp.