The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Well-"

Countless scenes of the two of them getting along flashed through his mind. Soshyang groaned and rubbed his head with his knuckles, trying to drive out distractions. He even wondered if the evil **** of chaos had done something to him, maybe he should let him go. Kayan gave himself a thorough check.

Dij Katona noticed his abnormality and said:

"Captain, you seem to have something to worry about? If it's convenient, maybe I can help you solve it."

Soshyan put down the glass with a wry smile.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to solve this... Let's not talk about it, what are you asking me for?"

"It's not really a big deal."

With that said, Sage Reza's entourage took out a data board and handed it to Soshyan.

Soshyan took about ten seconds to glance at the things on the data board, and then put it down with a smile.

"You don't have to be so polite."

"We may have had some misunderstandings before, these are just small gifts to clear up the misunderstandings."

"What misunderstanding there, I've always believed that Reza was a well-connected ally."

Hearing this, Dij Katona was secretly relieved. Soshyan only called them friends before, but now he changed his name to allies, which means that he has let go of Dij Katona's previous behaviors. .

This generous gift is still useful, although it hurts, it finally brought the situation back.

"The matter that I negotiated with you about those plasma weapons..."

"Our agreement is still valid, Katona sage, you don't have to worry, just wait for the things in front of you to be dealt with."

"What's in front of me—"

Deejay Katona's tone became slow.

"About stc templates."

"The course of this matter has been decided."

"Certainly, a fair decision."

Dij Katona noticed the smile on Soshyan's face. He guessed that the other party had seen the hint on the data board before. Although he couldn't make the other party guarantee anything, he at least had some confidence in his heart.

"Then I won't disturb the Chapter Master."

After Sage Reza left, Soshyan also left the conference room, and he won’t see any outsiders today because he needs to visit a brother.

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Falzad opened his eyes, tried to speak but felt a sharp pain in his chest again.

He stretched his limbs, his palms tapped against the smooth glass surface, his movements slowed, the world in his eyes a blur of pink, then he blinked in an effort to clear his vision.

But the world is still blurry, he can only reach out and rub his eyes to make his vision clear, it feels like swimming in viscous water.

A human figure swam around the edge of his vision, but he couldn't concentrate on recognizing anyone yet.

His head was aching and his body was indescribably heavy - even though his body was apparently suspended in liquid buoyancy.

Although the pain in his body was incomparable, it was nothing compared to the heavy anger in his heart.

He remembers sleeping, or at least the time when the pain subsided in the dark, and heard fragments of distant conversations in which the words "attack", "killed" and "severely wounded" were used.

The absence of context made the words meaningless, but he knew they were used to describe the situation of him and his squad.

When he heard more noises, he blinked, trying to understand what they meant.

He forced himself to focus on the sound, and in the world of his consciousness, thoughts swung to and fro in the viscous liquid.

The figure spoke again, at least he thought he heard its voice, the soft, boneless words that seemed to be filtered out of a faulty auger.

He pushed forward until his face was pressed against a thick piece of glass, and his vision gradually became clear. Through the glass, he saw a disinfection room made of polished tiles and metal gurneys, with spiders hanging from the ceiling like spiders. The same installation, with many glass jars filled with liquid mounted on brass sockets on the far wall.

Standing in front of him was a bald-headed apothecary in gray and white armor. He vaguely recalled that the apothecary was named Valer.

"Captain Farzad, can you hear me?"

The pharmacist looked down at the data board for a while, then asked a question, and his voice suddenly became clear.

Falzad tried to answer, but his mouth was full of liquid and bubbles tumbled on his lips.

"yes."

After struggling for a few seconds, he finally regained his language ability.

"He's awake, Chapter Master."

Valer turned his head, as if speaking to an invisible owner of the room.

He heard the relief in the other's voice and wondered why he was so happy to hear him speak.

"Where am I?"

"You are in the medical cabin."

"Medical pods? Oh, **** it! Where's the **** of those malicious warriors!"

Falzad finally remembered, the villains in yellow armor.

"Here is the Eternal Loyalty. You are badly wounded, but those malicious warriors also paid the price."

Suddenly, with a sharp pain in the forehead, Falzad gasped and inhaled a large amount of oxygenated fluid, his mind repulsed by the thought of breathing the fluid, but his body knew better than him that it could withstand the experience , his anger gradually lessened, although his pain did not lessen.

"Why am I here?"

Farzad asked after his breathing returned to normal.

"You've just woken up from a misery and need help adjusting, and this is all here for you."

"I don't know."

Valer glanced at the invisible man in the room, and then a figure appeared in front of Falzad.

"Battlemaster."

"Farzad, you were in a bad condition when you were first brought up, with fatal injuries to your head and neck, and immediately entered a state of suspended animation."

Falzad frowned, blisters floating on his face, as he tried to recall his last memory before waking up.

Abominable colors and faces.

Spoiler for the moment after the neck armor was penetrated.

The moment the power hammer hit his head, the black abyss pulled him into the darkness.

When he experienced that moment again, a sharp pain surged in his brain, his face gradually transformed into a texture similar to metal in the suspension, and the surrounding machines suddenly began to flicker.

"Calm down, Farzad."

Soshyan's voice made him struggle from his memory, and then he felt cold and shivered involuntarily, and the abnormality on his face subsided.

"Chapter Commander, I..."

"Your injuries are serious, and your brain has been severely damaged, so Valer decided to carry out a bold treatment, when you enter a state of suspended animation, with the aid of a large number of drugs, the gray pulp is transplanted into your body."

"Grey marrow!"

Farzad made a shocked sound.

"Didn't I say before that my constitution is not suitable for transplantation?"

In fact, Farzad had proposed a long time ago that he wanted to transplant the gray pulp, but after testing, the pharmacists decided that he was not suitable, and the forced transplant was life-threatening.

"Valler used some...experimental techniques, and there were risks involved, but you were lucky to stick with it."

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