380,000 kilometers away, the moon is already shining on this land. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoPeople never hesitate to praise Mingyue, even if it is only through the light of 'others' to hide their dark gray ugly appearance. There's no denying that it does bring a different touch of silver to the bleak night. The moon is praised precisely because it brings this pre-dawn comfort to the land in its darkest times.

"I said don't be too anxious, the night view of Sicily is the most intoxicating, when the night comes, let's go to the hot springs, enjoy the night view and enjoy the wine at the same time, isn't it beautiful?" Dalia sat on the balcony of the hot spring hotel with a leisurely look, looking at the sunset, "You martial artists, don't you have a little mood? It's a shame that you are still from the Ming Empire." ”

"You are prejudiced," Liao Xueqing did not forget to hold her sword even at this time, she sat on a chair in front of the long table, eating fruit, "Even if you are a person from the Ming Empire, the Military Academy will not teach you to memorize ancient poems." Besides, aren't we all "martial artists"?"

"Souls bound by common sense," Daria chuckled and raised her glass, "but there is a "martial artist" among us who likes to hold books at all times, and is more hooligan than anyone else, but more literate than any of us. ”

"Are you talking about yourself?" Liao Xueqing rolled her eyes.

"Stupid, I'm not so conceited, it's Dio, Dio," Daria pouted, "I'll tell you with great mercy that when Dior and I went on a mission to the North Pole, I told her we were on a trip." Then the guy didn't bring anything but books, and broke her leg because she couldn't skydive, so she snuggled up in the tent and read books for a few days. Do you feel that when she speaks, she always makes you think, 'I don't understand what she's saying, but it makes sense'?

That Dior... Liao Xueqing sighed, before seeing her, this girl from a well-to-do family didn't quite understand the hardships of these mercenaries. It seems that they have super high wages, enviable pay and benefits, and free holidays, but the reason why they will go down this road is only because there is no way out.

Sixteen Nights of Sixteen Nights, who had no father or mother since childhood, was favored by the Hunter Department to join the mercenary because of his outstanding ability, Dio, who survived by shameless means such as stealing, and finally got the right to survive, and Daria, who had to participate in the war for the defense of the motherland and the war for revolution. They are not the only ones to choose, but they understand the cruelty of the world better than anyone else.

"Why does Daria continue to be a soldier?" Liao Xueqing sighed.

"Probably the same reason you have a sword," Daria glanced at her and smiled gently, "I think I'm better suited for this gun than anyone else in the world." ”

"How did you get to this road?" asked Mei Kexin, who was sitting opposite Liao Xueqing, as she raised her glass to Daria.

"Hahaha, you're on the point," Daria laughed, "when the Tsar led Russia, the American skeletons wreaked havoc in Russia. The Ottomans next door were also wiped out, and the Ming Empire and the Tsar signed an entente and invaded the Ottoman Empire together, but this is our own Russia itself can not be protected, and the people are not able to survive, how can we afford any war. On that day, many people joined an armed group called What Red to rebel against the tyranny of the dog emperor, my father was a doctor, he didn't care much about this, he found a man I had never even met, and asked me to marry him. ”

"So on my wedding day, I took my father's hunting gun and ran to the recruiting office of that organization to sign up, and those guys looked at me running over with my wedding dress and their faces changed with fright, and they were still doing my ideological work, and then I said, 'I am the first place in the Russian shooting competition,' and they didn't hesitate to let me join. Knowing that I was going to join that organization, my dad was going crazy at first, and then our commissar didn't know what to say to my dad, and then he came over and said to me, 'Give me a good life.'" ”

“......”

It's a hairy bear, after all... Mei Kexin and Liao Xueqing both didn't know how to answer.

"Well, after the war, I was almost unemployed," Daria touched her nose, "but because the situation was still uncertain and the Soviet Union wasn't actually doing well, I went to the United States and became a killer." There were a lot of stupid people there, and it didn't take long for me to save a lot of money, and then the Soviet Union called me back to join the KGB, but that place was not very suitable for me, and the training of the KGB was about the same as the training of snipers, and there was nothing to do for me. The last assignment was five or six years of money, let me go to the joint recruitment of the Joint Hunter Department. The next thing is to join the Hunter Department as a matter of course, and then it becomes what it is now. ”

"I always feel like I've omitted a lot of things in between. Liao Xueqing smiled bitterly.

"Of course, a lot of things have been omitted, and if you want to talk about it, you may not be able to finish it tonight, you can ask Yuru about specific things," Daria watched the sun set, stretched her waist and stood up, "Okay! Let's go to the hot springs!

"Then again, what about them?" Mei Kexin remembered that the three of Dior had disappeared before.

"Don't worry about it, they'll come back on their own, let's go!" Daria smiled heartily and walked out of the room.

The chessboard room of the hot spring inn, where the four Dior are located.

"Checkmate, Dio, you're terrible. Yuru skimmed the chess pieces and couldn't help but say this.

Dio scratched her head frantically, she couldn't understand why Yuru had been able to win her all the time.

"Why is this happening, isn't our army a big advantage?" Dior slapped the table, "I won a person who claimed to have memorized all the chess games before, why did I lose to a mere Yuru! This is impossible, theoretically my probability of victory is as high as 99%, but why haven't I won once!"

“... Because you just memorized the chess game," Zi Buyu complained mercilessly, "As long as the little girl Yuru deliberately takes a few steps of 'stinky chess', you don't know how to move, and the same is true for chess, you haven't won me once." ”

"General. When Zi Buyu was speaking, Xiao Saki, who was sitting opposite Zi Buyu, made a chess move, and Zi Buyu was checkmated again.

Zi Buyu suddenly couldn't say a word, he shook his head and looked at Dio with pity.

"Your daughter is too powerful, I'm not an opponent. ”

"It's impossible for you to let her win. Dior gloated.

"No..."Zi Buyu just wanted to say that he didn't make a move, but seeing Dior's knowing expression, he had to swallow the second half of the sentence back.

"Isn't this the boy I met in the morning?"

An unfamiliar voice came from the side, and the four of them turned their heads to see a white-haired old man, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, like an immortal.

"The storyteller?" Zi Buyu nodded slightly, "Do you have the money to come to this kind of place?"

"A kind girl just gave me a little money, and I want to come and enjoy life here," the storyteller glanced at the vigilant Dio and narrowed his eyes, "Is this the guy you want to ask? ”

"Oh, it's better to meet by chance, why don't you have a game?" Dior pointed to the chess on the side, "If you're not interested, please go back." ”

"Oh, that's a warm welcome, so I'd better be respectful. ”

"It's too boring to bet on the no-bet plane, let's bet on a question," Dior raised the corners of his mouth, "This... What do you call it?"

"Just tell me to be a storyteller, I'm just an inconspicuous corner of this world. ”

The two sat down facing each other and set up their chess pieces.

“... Do you know "Penglai"?" Dior was a sunspot, and she looked up at the storyteller and suddenly asked.

"Is that part of the stakes?" the storyteller smiled, then picked up the cannon, "Of course, it's not a place worth everything. ”

As he spoke, the storyteller reached forward and took a puzzling step. He stepped over the chessboard with a cannon and ate Dior's "car". Dio frowned, his eyes fixed on the storyteller. What's the point of this move? What is in the game? Is he sure he will win with this move?

"You always think about the meaning behind other people's words and actions," the storyteller said suddenly, "you know all kinds of great truths, it's amazing, you know everything." I, on the other hand, don't understand anything. ”

Dior's expression froze, and the storyteller's words sounded sarcastic, but they made her feel that something was wrong. But she still put her energy into this chess game.

One move, one calculation. A chess, a life.

The game lasted for an hour, and at the end, Dior slowly lifted his remaining "car".

"General. ”

"It's me who lost," the storyteller nodded slightly, "what do you want to ask?" ”

"No need," Dior shook his head, "I've already won." ”

"Are you satisfied?" the storyteller shook his dust, "victory, and then nothing was gained, nothing changed, so that you were satisfied?"

Dior slowly looked away from the chess game, stared at the storyteller's calm eyes, and nodded.

"Yes. ”

"That's good. The storyteller chuckled and nodded.