"Oh my God......" Randall couldn't say a word. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"They don't have good intentions, I think you should be able to see that. Freya pulled out her pistol and aimed it at the slowly approaching statues.

Randall was clearly reluctant to swing his sword at his former companion, and he muttered as if he had a nervous breakdown, "I can't do it, I can't do it." ”

A figure had rushed out from his side, it was Maffeo. He dragged his great sword and rushed to the two stone statues that walked in front, and slashed them off with a horizontal slash. Randall didn't even dare to look at the scene directly, he just closed his eyes and froze a little helplessly.

It wasn't Randall, nor the statues in front of him, that made Maffeo angry, but the puppeteers he had never met. When he cut off the two statues, he realized that the poor creatures had been completely turned into stone statues by the puppeteers. Their former consciousness and feelings have all been wiped out, and even their bodies have almost turned into cold stones.

"Maffeo, get out of the way!"

Understanding, Maffeo dodged to the left to give Freya a firing area, and Freya raised her gun with one hand and fired a round of fire bullets at the statues. Nowadays, you can only describe them as "poor fellows", they did not carry any weapons during their lifetime, which makes them more like lambs to the slaughter when they are turned into marionettes. The rain of flame bombs brought them the final relief, but in the end, they only ended up with a stone shard, which should not have been theirs.

When Randall looked up, a stone statue that had been lucky enough to be hit still hadn't stopped its tracks, and it was still slowly walking towards Randall like a marionette. Freya prepares to feed it with one last bullet, but Randall hurriedly waves his hand to stop the former. "Please, let me come. ”

Freya slowly lowered the muzzle of her raised gun, and she silently made way for Randall. Randall gripped the weapon in both hands, and he looked nervous as if he was facing an incomparably powerful enemy. He swallowed, then raised his steps and rushed towards the remaining statue, his gaze seemingly lifeless.

Just as he was about to plunge the weapon in his hand into the body of the stone statue, the great sword swept from the side interrupted his movements. Randall stopped his steps and froze in place, staring blankly at the fragments of the stone statue flying in front of him. Freya looked at Maffeo in some surprise, and in the slight darkness she found it difficult to see his face.

Maffeo withdrew his greatsword behind his back and took a few steps forward to Randall's side. He wanted to say something, but in the end he just patted Randall on the shoulder. Perhaps because he couldn't let it go, Maffeo turned around and took two steps before turning around and saying to Randall, "I'm sorry. There was an unabashed apology in his tone.

Randall didn't even forget to answer, he just stayed where he was. Maffeo continued his steps and came to Freya's face.

"What do you think, I thought you weren't prepared. Freya asked.

"It is more merciful for us to do it than for him to do it himself. Maffeo looked at Freya with some sadness.

"You're right. ”

Randall's eyes finally lit up, though it was out of sadness. He turned to the two of them and shouted, "Hey, lucky isn't it? I'm glad I didn't get that close to these guys." ”

The two of them just looked at him silently and didn't say anything back, they knew that Randall needed to find a way to comfort himself.

"What are we going to do, keep going?" said what had happened in the short space of ten minutes, leaving Maffeo undecided.

Freya looked around, "I think we'd better go back, we need Milna to give us a little bit of information about the puppeteer." ”

"Well, I guess that's the best thing to do right now. ”

Randall seems to want to do something, and he actually does. He slowly gathered the pieces of the stone statue together, and then carefully placed them in a bag he carried with him. "Guys, I'll take you home. "He seemed to have made some kind of decision, and when he got up, it was as if nothing had happened to him. "It's time for us to go back. He said to the two.

When the three of them returned, they were accompanied by only silence, and when they teleported back to the West Coast through the magic circle on the 30th floor, this painful search for their missing person was completely over. The magicians in the Academy of Magic seemed to be able to sense the magical aura emanating from Randall's bag, and they frowned and looked at the mercenary who had just returned from Sky City with strange eyes. But Randall was unmoved by their gaze, he just walked silently towards the outside of the academy.

"Then I'll go back first, I wish you all the best. Maffeo said, looking at Randall's back.

"You have to believe that true luck is always with us. Freya squeezed out a smile at Maffeo.

Maffeo smiled too, albeit with too much bitterness: "You're right. ”

He hadn't taken a few steps forward when Freya suddenly stopped him, "He's going to be fine, right?"

Maffeo turned around and replied in an affirmative tone, "Yes, he'll be fine." ”

The smell of stewed meat permeated Marcos's room, a cauldron resting on the hearth, steam wafting from the pot accompanied by the smell of lamb stew, and Marcos was once again adding wood to the hearth.

The door opened abruptly, and Maffeo looked a little reckless and entered. Marcos looked up at the other man in surprise, and after a few seconds, he changed from surprise to teasing: "Hey, man, you're lucky." He knocked on the side of the pot.

"Thank you very much. Maffeo flirted with Marcos' teasing.

Marcos lit a cigarette and asked, "How's it going?"

"They've all turned into goddamn stone statues. Maffeo shook his head.

"And then?"

"I killed them. Maffeo still shook his head.

Marcos spat out a string of smoke rings at him, "No, you didn't kill them, you just did what you had to do." ”

"I can't ......," Maffeo seemed to retort, but Marcos interrupted him. "You know, can they still be considered human beings when they are turned into stone statues? In the same way, can humans who have been turned into monsters because of mutations still count as human beings? They only pose more of a threat to humanity. ”

"But nothing is worth the cost of people's lives. Maffeo breathed in the choking smell of tobacco, and he had no intention of driving them away.

"I know, so what you're going to do is kill those puppeteers, you see?"

Maffeo nodded in silence.

"Come on, you need to eat something, it's going to end. Marcos gently squeezed the back of Maffeo's neck comfortingly.

It took Freya a while to find Mirna, and everyone had their own things to do. During these extraordinary times, it is almost impossible to get rid of the busyness throughout the day.

"What's wrong, Freya?" Mirna sat on a bench in the harbor, as she was about to follow Magadha on her next trip to the air to collect samples of the magic circle.

"There's something I want to ask you for. ”

"It's about the puppeteer, right?" Mirna seemed to know Freya's intentions. "I'd love to tell you all about puppeteers. ”