Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

"Friend...come...help."

Celtic, who approached Chris, did not use the translator that came with the mask, but said the above words with his own voice.

"Help?" Chris was taken aback.

But combined with the meeting held yesterday, Chris instantly understood the intention expressed by Celtic.

At this time, Celtic looked back and was still standing beside the aircraft, and observed the thin iron blood around him, then continued using the masked translator:

"My mentor and I will help you stay away from plunder. You can walk with us and leave as soon as possible."

"Leave..." Chris frowned.

Although it was a little hard to hear, Chris understood.

"Thank you, but..." Then I was about to say something.

"Captain Redfield." He was interrupted by the armed security guards who rushed over.

"Roar…"

Seeing a team of security guards wearing mechanical skeletons and fully armed, Celtic instinctively let out a vigilant growl, ready to deploy the double-edged wrist knife in his right hand at any time.

On the contrary, Iron Blood, whom Celtic calls a mentor, has remained calm, not as impetuous as Celtic.

Eight security guards came behind Chris, and the first one said to Chris in a deep voice: "The higher ups need more information."

"Okay, I see." Chris collected his thoughts, looked at Celtic who was not far in front of him, and suggested:

"Big guy, you talk about plundering when you come up, and you talk about leaving. It's really a bit messy. Why don't we have a good talk?"

"Ga...ga..." Celtic looked at his mentor and communicated in their iron-blooded language.

"Gah."

The elder Tie Xue replied briefly, as if he was saying "your own business, you can handle it yourself", without wanting to get involved too much.

"..." Celtic, who was wearing a mask, stared at Chris and remained silent for a few seconds before reusing the translator and saying:

"Yes, you are mine, friend."

"Then come with me." Chris said.

next.

The elder Sangvis controlled the wrist computer, sealed the hatches on both sides of the shuttle-shaped spacecraft, and then Celtic, who had a relationship with his apprentice, followed Chris and others to leave here.

ten minutes later.

basement one.

A large conference room.

Celtic and Lone Wolf didn't choose to sit down, but stood at the front of the conference room. After all, the human chairs were really narrow for them.

In view of the close relationship between Chris and Celtic, Chris acted as a diplomatic person to negotiate with the two Sangvis.

Through the headset worn in his left ear, Chris can convey the company's senior management's questions.

"You think, know, what." Celtic said first.

"First of all, why did you take me away? Could it be that we humans are about to face some disaster?" Chris asked.

"Yes." Celtic did not deny it: "You humans have been targeted by an unreasonable... locust.

(Kelt points to the scar on Chris' left cheekbone)

And you once saved my life and gained the approval of the elders, so I took you away. I also hope to fight side by side with you again. "

"Thank you for your kindness. To be honest, I also hope to fight side by side with you." Chris said gratefully.

Unexpectedly, it was only a short-term escape cooperation, and he was regarded as a true friend by the other party, and Chris was a little flattered.

However, Chris quickly restrained his emotions and asked the key point: "Locusts? What are they?"

"They devour, they...uh..., in short, they plunder!" Celtic expressed unclearly, and his emotions gradually became irritable.

"They're called predators." Seeing that Celtic couldn't speak fluently, the old iron blood who had been silent all the time explained to Chris smoothly:

"We know that you call your home planet Earth, but Earth is just a hunting planet for us, for our teenagers to try. There are thirty-six hunting planets belonging to our family alone, including yours. parent star.

And the predators...

Even the elders of my clan don't understand their origin.

They are very different from our race and from you humans.

They use their own bodies to sail between the stars, devour and plunder any planets with living creatures, and cannot communicate, let alone negotiate. "

heard the words.

Chris has a serious face.

Originally thought that the incoming alien force was the kind in sci-fi movies or comics, who looked similar to human beings, just like the two iron-blooded people in front of them.

It is completely unimaginable for Chris to be able to navigate the universe with flesh and blood.

At this time, the reminder from the earphone made Chris stop thinking, and looked at the old iron-blooded man and asked:

"If you encounter predators, do you have the ability to resist or wipe them all out?"

"In the past, my family had a large number of people, and I regarded the hunting planet as my family's territory, and would destroy any enemy who dared to invade, until a hunting planet was targeted by the predators."

The elder Iron Blood paused, and continued:

"At the beginning, our family only paid a small price and easily wiped out the predator fleet that was trying to invade, but later, it was discovered that it was just one of them.

Calculated according to your human time unit, within three hundred years after our clan destroyed that fleet, war broke out between our clan and other clans.

In the midst of the quagmire of war, an almost endless fleet of predators arrived at the hunting planet once again.

The elders of my clan judged that they were inexhaustible, so they were forced to abandon the hunting planet. At the same time, due to the war and the sharp decrease in the number of people, they no longer regarded the hunting planet as their territory. "

Speaking of which.

The elder iron blood changed the subject of Chris: "Because you are a human being, the patriarch of our clan has changed his view of human beings, but unfortunately, your home planet has been targeted by predators.

Even if our family annihilates a fleet of predators again, after a hundred years, your home planet will still be devoured, assimilated and plundered.

What's more, the small price our family paid at the beginning is an unbearable loss for our family now.

Providing you with information about the predators is the last assistance my race provides to you humans, and you humans can only rely on you humans for the rest. "

"Friend, let's go." Celtic echoed.

"Thank you, but this is my hometown." Chris immediately refused.

Seeing this, Celtic stopped persuading, after all, custom made Celtic fully understand Chris's decision.

Thinking in their shoes, Celtic would also make a corresponding decision, so he felt ashamed of Chris's suggestion to escape.

If, on the other hand, it was Chris who suggested to Celtic to flee without a fight, Celtic might not be able to bear the temper and beat Chris violently.

It's just that he couldn't repay the life-saving grace, which made the already irritable Celtic fall into an extremely unhappy state.

wait…

"My friend, I will fight side by side with you again!" Celtic suddenly excited for some reason.

at the same time.

[Detected Chris Redfield's "good luck" activation.

Affected by "good luck", Celtic, who has long regarded Chris as a close friend, believes that fighting side by side with a close friend in the face of certain death is a supreme honor that cannot be refused. 】