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Book 4: Chapter 25: Facing a Catastrophe Head-On

Book 4: Chapter 25: Facing a Catastrophe Head-On

“It can’t be helped. Nightingale felt much better after eating your medicine and insisted on coming with me. However, don’t worry. Although I am just a Medic, I can protect myself.” Although Shining said that, she looked at Nightingale with doting eyes.

“So, it is my fault?”

“Actually, He Who Knows Fate, you don’t have to blame yourself—although it is indeed your fault.”

...” If you weren’t my waifu and I didn’t know you were joking, I would push you to the ground and smack your breasts.

“I’m just joking. He Who Knows Fate, you don’t have to take it seriously.”

“I did not think you were serious. However, you seem to be in a good mood.” Over the past two days, the Shining Chen Heng had seen was not a facetious person. However, she was joking with him now. Does this mean our friendship has advanced further? Or is she just in a good mood?

“Shining, is this He Who Knows Fate?” Chen Heng looked in the voice’s direction and saw a squirrel. Alright, that was rude. It should be a fully armored squirrel. Look at that person’s large tail.

“Indeed. This is He Who Knows Fate.”

“Hello, He Who Knows Fate. I’m Nearl. Thank you very much for treating Nightingale and giving her the secret medicine. If you need help, you can come to me. I am quite confident in my defense.” Upon saying this, Nearl patted the thick armor on her front.

“It looks like Shining, Nightingale, and you have a good relationship.” Based on Chen Heng’s understanding, most operators were part of teams before joining Rhodes Island. Some operators even joined as a team, so these cliques were quite normal. However, what’s up with two Medics and one Guard?

That means they truly treat Shining as a Vanguard? Also, Rhodes Island truly has a high ratio of females to males…

“He Who Knows Fate, don’t underestimate Nearl or her promise. Nearl is the Radiant Knight. She is very strong, and her promises are very precious.”

“Radiant Knight, this title sounds incredible.” This time, Chen Heng sized Nearl up with a serious gaze.

“That Radiant Knight thing is all in the past. Just call me Nearl. Don’t worry; I will protect you well on this operation.” Nearl brandished the shield on her arm and a large war hammer.

“Nearl, don’t underestimate He Who Knows Fate. He might be a Sniper, but I feel his sword skills should not be inferior to mine.”

“Shining, are you for real? His sword skills are not inferior to yours? That’s a joke, right? If he has such strength, why is he a Sniper?” Nearl shifted her gaze from Nightingale to Chen Heng after hearing Shining’s words. She simply could not imagine a Sniper having sword skills equal to Shining’s. After all, Nearl had seen Shining’s sword skills; saying Shining could split the sky with one sword strike was no exaggeration.

“I’m serious. This is my instinct as a swordswoman. If you don’t believe it, you can ask him directly.” Shining stated outright she was not joking.

“There’s no need to ask. I’ll just tell you. The sword is my clan’s inherited martial path. Although I occasionally practice fist techniques or some others, I am quite confident in my sword skills, as confident as I am in my clan’s secret medicine.”

When speaking of his sword skills, Chen Heng could not help feeling proud. The Chen Clan was an aristocratic clan with sword skills as its foundation. Although he could not convert to cultivation for now, his foundation in sword skills was extremely firm because of his many years of persistent practice. Even without using his ability, he could cut down a Golden Core Realm cultivator.

Truth be told, Chen Heng’s talent ranked exceptionally high among the various Chen Clan predecessors. His father only died after 30, but Chen Heng kicked the bucket at 20. His father was already considered a genius, what more Chen Heng.

Although Chen Heng’s greatest strength was his abilities, he still valued his sword skills the most, even if his sword skills were not as powerful as a full-powered shot from the Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle.

“It looks like He Who Knows Fate is quite confident in your sword skills. I was rude. I hope to fight by your side.”

“It’s fine. However, I am currently a Sniper, so I need to fit the role of a Sniper. I can only support you from behind.” Chen Heng patted the large guitar bag on his back.

“It seems you are the same as Shining. You clearly have exquisite sword skills but do something totally different from your skills. Even so, you still became a six-star operator.” Nearl looked at Chen Heng’s staff pass, then at Shining’s.

“Don’t say that. Although it’s embarrassing to say, my sniping is even more powerful than my sword skills.” That was true. If Chen Heng did not use those immortal swords, he could not bring out an attack as powerful as the Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle. However, if he used those immortal swords…

“Really? I look forward to your performance, then.”

“Oh, right, Nightingale, eat this.” Chen Heng took out another Wood Divine Pill and handed it to Nightingale. Nightingale was about to join the battlefield. Fighting with severe injuries was a no-no. In any case, he had plenty of such things.

Nightingale did not immediately accept, turning her head to look at Shining.

“Take it.” Although Shining did not want to owe Chen Heng more, Nightingale was about to enter the battlefield. It would be better if her recovery advanced further.

“Alright.”

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“Mister He Who Knows Fate, you are finally here.” Amiya, who had been busy for quite a while, brought over an operator who gave Chen Heng the impression of a hunting dog.

“Dobermann, this is He Who Knows Fate. Kal’tsit said you could take his opinion during this operation. Kal’tsit mentioned him to you already, right?”

[TL Note: Dobermann’s profile: /wiki/Dobermann/Story.]

“Kal’tsit told me.”

Dobermann? A Doberman Pinscher? No wonder.

[TL Note: Here is more information on the Doberman Pinscher breed of dogs: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dobermann.]

“He Who Knows Fate, this is Dobermann, one of the people in charge of this operation. She is also the drill instructor of Rhodes Island.”

“How do you do, Dobermann.”

“Hello, He Who Knows Fate. Since Kal’tsit said that, it means you have some special ability. After all, Kal’tsit never says anything unnecessary. However, please do not disrupt my arrangements on the battlefield if there are no special circumstances.”

“I might not fully understand all this, as my tactical acumen is only Flawed; however, I will not do anything I’m not good at. I will only provide some help during the operation. Don’t worry. I’m a very good teammate to have.” The kind that can face a catastrophe head-on.